black pupil

Chapter 26

Song Yan felt his heart was frozen into ice.

He subconsciously denied: "No, it won't be him. This is a felony of killing a teacher. He would not do such a thing. He has no reason to do such a thing."

Shen Zui frowned: "I don't know if he has any reason, but as far as the current inference is concerned, he is the most suspected. If you are worried about wronging him, let's try him."

Song Yan asked him: "How to try?"

Shen Zui didn't return him, but reached out and lit a piece of wax.

The candle light dimly lit up, and Song Yan found that the person in front of him turned into Wan Xi.Even if he knew that this "Wanxi" was intoxicated in disguise, he was still shocked.

Second Young Master Shen sneered: "I'm the best at pretending to be gods and tricks."

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Hu Xilai didn't sleep well at night.

There was a wind in the middle of the night, and the grass and trees were whimpering, which disturbed him.He turned over several times on the bed, and saw that it was pitch black outside the window, with occasional moonlight leaking through, and the shadows of the trees in the yard were reflected on the window, baring their teeth and claws, making it uncomfortable to watch.

In the middle of the night, he just fell asleep in a daze, when suddenly there was lightning and thunder outside, and it started to rain.In fact, he is somewhat awake, but in this long night, what can he do when he wakes up, open his eyes and wait for the dawn?He forced himself to close his eyes, trying to get a good night's sleep.

He just fell asleep when he heard a woman's chuckle from somewhere.Hu Xi came to confirm that he heard correctly, the laughter was sandwiched between two thunderclaps, and the sound of rain outside the window could not cover it up, it was clearly coming from somewhere in the room.

He shuddered, fully awake.

He opened his eyes suddenly, lay on the bed without moving, clenched the "ghost eye" in his hand, and said coldly: "Who?"

The woman smiled softly again, sighed, and said: "It's me, Mr. Hu has a bad memory, we just met the day before yesterday, in the back mountain, have you forgotten?"

Hu Xilai's heart began to beat wildly, and the blood all over his body rushed to his head.That voice was clearly Wan Xi's voice.

He took a deep breath, turned his head suddenly, and sure enough, he saw a woman in red shirt standing in the room, if it wasn't Wanxi, who was it?

A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, illuminating everything in the room.

Wan Xi's face was pale, but there was a weird smile on the corner of her mouth.There were a few cyan finger marks on her neck, which were shocking.She spoke, her voice was very soft, but in Hu Xilai's ears, the thunder outside the window rang out.

She said, "Young Master Hu, I really don't want to die with peace in my eyes."

There was a "buzz" in Hu Xilai's head, his face turned completely pale, and he stumbled and said, "No, don't blame me."

Shen Zui heard clearly, what he said was "don't blame me", not "it's not me".

He frowned slightly, and quickly hid his expression, smiled softly, touched the finger marks on his neck, and said, "Is it not your fault? Mr. Hu, do you want to appreciate your masterpiece?"

Hu Xilai's pupils suddenly dilated, filled with fear.Shen Zui would never admit his mistake, it was the panic and fear of being exposed on the spot after doing something wrong.He kept his composure and moved closer to Hu Xilai's bedside, with the corners of his mouth drawn into a strange arc, showing him the finger marks on his neck, his eyes were gradually filled with blood and tears.

The hairs all over Hu Xilai's body stood on end.He wanted to scream and refute, but suddenly he smelled a familiar scent of medicine.

That was clearly the smell of intoxication.

I heard that Second Master Shen is proficient in the art of disguise.

Alarm bells rang in his heart, Wan Xi was already dead, she died in the back mountain, her body was restrained by himself.

He took a deep breath, swallowed his saliva, forced himself to calm down, and said in a deep voice, "Miss Wanxi, I know that your death was wronged. I have already killed Feng Lianxue to avenge you. If there is anything you can't let go of , I will dig up his body tomorrow, chop it up and feed it to the dogs!"

Shen Zui held back his anger until now, just to cheat his last confession, so that he could kill him to avenge Wan Xi.Unexpectedly, at this last moment, he suddenly backtracked, denying that Wan Xi was killed by him.

But just based on the "don't blame me" he hesitated just now, and the evasive look of panic when he looked at himself, intoxication is enough to confirm that he is the real culprit.

Shen Zui stopped pretending, took out a dagger and pressed it against Hu Xilai's neck, and said coldly: "You think you don't admit it, so I don't know that you did it? You killed Senior Song Wan and strangled Wan Xi to death." , let them pay for their lives today!"

Chen Zui was too close, and Hu Xilai's sword could no longer be used.The dagger was very sharp, and seeing that it was about to be inserted into his neck in the next moment, Hu Xilai didn't even have time to say "no".

He subconsciously closed his eyes.

The pain didn't come.

The dagger fell to the ground with a "clang".

Shen Zui turned to Song Yan and said, "What are you doing!"

It was rare for him to speak so harshly that Song Yan was taken aback.Song Yan's face turned pale, and said: "The matter has not been clarified yet, so don't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

Shen Zui already believed that Hu Xilai killed Wan Xi, and hearing Song Yan say this, he almost laughed angrily: "He is innocent? He has Wan Xi's scratches on his hand, what he just said was 'don't blame me', not 'no I', don't you see his panicked look?"

Hu Xilai hastily argued: "No, no, it wasn't Miss Wanxi who scratched it, it was the cat who accidentally scratched me while feeding the cat. Besides, is there any difference between 'don't blame me' and 'not me'? Wanxi The girl was indeed not killed by me, if the deceased suddenly appeared in the room, everyone would be panicked!"

Song Yan stared at him and asked, "Where's foster father?"

His eyes were as cold as ice, and Hu Xilai almost shivered from the cold.He forced himself to calm down, frowned and looked straight at Song Yan, with a trace of sullenness and grievance in his voice: "Senior brother, what do you mean? How can you, how dare you touch one of his fingers? That's my master, Ali's biological father!"

He spoke sincerely, and Song Yan also knew that he loved Song Li, so he would definitely not kill her biological father who doted on her and loved her for no reason, so he believed it for a while, and said to Shen Zui: "There is not enough evidence, kill him, A Li will be sad."

Shen Zui sneered: "If you don't kill him, Senior Song Wan won't die with peace, Miss Song should be sad!"

Song Yan shook his head and said, "Calm down!"

Shen Zui drew out his "star light" and pointed at Hu Xilai: "What if I must kill him?"

Song Yan was silent for a moment, then said: "With me here, it's impossible."

His voice was not loud, but his tone was very certain.Shen Zui laughed "hehe" twice, and said: "Okay, very good, very good."

He put the "star light" back into the scabbard in Song Yan's hand, and with a few steps under his feet, he was already out of the room.

Song Yan hurriedly chased after him.

It was raining heavily outside the house, and Song Yan was completely drenched as soon as he stepped out of the house.The rainwater drilled directly into his clothes along his neck, and the night wind from the mountains froze him to the core.

He can't care about the cold because he knows that there are people who are more afraid of the cold than him.

He was so anxious that he tried his best to identify the whereabouts of Shen Zui, rummaging inch by inch on the mountain, and finally found a few footprints.

Intoxication is not far away.

He seemed to be tired from running, kneeling on the ground with one leg and supporting the ground with one arm.The rain soaked his white clothes, and the hem of his clothes was dragged on the ground, stained with mud.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and tentatively called him: "Brother?"

Shen Zui didn't return him.

Song Yan knew that he was still angry, so he walked over gently, as if he was afraid of startling some timid creature.

Fortunately, he was drunk and did not move.

He can't move anymore.

His body was icy cold, frost had already formed on his eyebrows and hair, and his cold poison had returned.

Song Yan gasped, and the fear in his heart was overwhelming, almost drowning him.Without even thinking about it, he picked up Shen Zui and rushed to his room.

He lit a fire in the house, took off his intoxicated wet clothes repeatedly, wiped his whole body dry with a veil, wrapped him in a quilt, and hurried to boil water.

But seeing the frost quickly covered his intoxicated hair, he didn't have the heart to wait for the water to heat up.

He sighed, took off his clothes, and got into his quilt.

Shen Zui's whole body was cold, like a big ice cube, but when Song Yan touched him, he felt that the big ice cube was on fire, scalding his whole body and making him feel uncomfortably hot.

He endured it desperately, telling himself over and over again that it was my brother.He desperately told himself to calm down, for fear that he would do something crazy.

Fortunately, the intoxication didn't take too long this time.

He woke up.

Song Yan felt the person in his arms move, and then he heard the person say coldly, "Get lost."

He blushed suddenly, but felt sour in his heart.Without saying a word, he got up and picked up his clothes and put them on.

Most of Shen Zui's shoulders poked out from under the quilt, Song Yan lowered his head not to look at him.

He heard Shen Zui rustling his clothes, but didn't say a word to him.With bitterness in his heart, he said, "Your clothes are not dry yet, I'll get you my clothes."

Shen Zui said coldly: "Don't bother Mr. Song, you should save it for your good junior brother to wear."

Song Yan stood still as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.

He called him Mr. Song.

He also told him a few days ago that even if the whole world betrayed him, he would stand with him.

Song Yan felt that sand had gotten into his eyes, which made him ache.He suppressed all his emotions and called him softly: "Brother?"

"Don't call me brother!"

Shen Zui had already put on his clothes, and walked out of the house without looking back, as if he didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

Song Yan grabbed his sleeve subconsciously.

His sleeves were wide, Song Yan grabbed a corner of the sleeve.

Shen Zui didn't even think about it, he took out the dagger, swung his backhand, and immediately cut off the corner of the sleeve that was caught.

Song Yan's hand hangs down feebly, he looks at half of the sleeve corner in his hand knowingly and uncomprehendingly, as if he doesn't know what happened at all.

Shen Zui has already left the door, only a word from him was left in the room.

"From now on, I don't have your brother."

Song Yan felt as if someone had punched him in the chest.

He groaned in his heart, and spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

The author has something to say:

Others cut off their robes to judge their righteousness, while the Second Young Master Shen cut off their sleeves, hey...