Song Wushuang saw that he couldn't talk to this man, so he had to find a breakthrough in Second Young Master Yi, "Second Young Master Yi, God has the virtue of good life, you..."

He said matter-of-factly, "I know God is good at saving lives, but they just wanted to kill me." His eyes were fierce, "My father said, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

.So, he will undoubtedly die today."

Hearing this, the man's hand began to tremble, and the pistol vibrated on her head like it was fired. If he nervously pulled the trigger, she would really be dead. She begged for her last chance, "

I am a member of the Zhou family. You don’t look at the monk’s face but the Buddha’s face. For the sake of marrying the Zhou family, save me once and I will definitely..."

"Shut up, if it weren't for your Zhou family, my good brother wouldn't have died."

"Obviously you have made too many enemies, how can you blame the Zhou family?"

"You woman, you still don't shut up. If you dare to challenge my subordinates, you are betraying me." He actually snatched the gun from the housekeeper beside him and pointed it at Song Wushuang, "Believe it or not, I will do it now.

I'll kill you and avenge my brother."

Song Wushuang felt that her life in the Republic of China was really funny. Two guns were pointed at her and they wanted her to die.

She also got excited, "Okay, okay, if you kill me, I might be able to go home. Then I really want to thank you. I will offer you incense throughout my life, so that your incense will continue to linger."

, she broke free from the man's hand that was holding her shoulders, took a step forward, put it on her head, and pointed the gun at Second Young Master Yi, "Come on, come on, kill me, kill me, me and you people of the Republic of China.

What's the point?"

Second Young Master Yi stared condescendingly, "You're looking for death, okay, I'll help you." He pulled the safety button, suddenly changed direction, and fired several shots at her side.

There was a white light in front of Song Wushuang's eyes. She was startled by the loud noise. She squatted on the ground with her head in her hands, but she saw the man who was holding her hostage looking at her with a dead eye.

Her vision began to blur, gradually turned white, and then everything was covered in white.

"Okay, he's dead, you're safe." It was the voice of Second Young Master Yi. "Get up, what are you doing squatting on the ground?"

Song Wushuang blinked hard, but her vision was still filled with white light, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

The housekeeper got angry and said, "If you haven't gotten up yet, maybe you have some evil thoughts." As he said that, he lifted her up hard. She couldn't see clearly and fell to the ground unsteadily.

"Why...I can't see anything." She was really anxious. She was more afraid of not being able to see anything in a strange place than dying here.

"Stop acting, you... really can't see."

Song Wushuang didn't know what Er Shao Yi was doing in front of her. She only felt the wind, and then heard him give an order, "Send the military doctor here immediately."

Then, she was picked up in the air by strong arms, and she went to nowhere. The smell of blood penetrated her nose, and she was even more frightened. She clenched her fists with both hands, but she didn't dare to swing them.

She couldn't see anything, which made her even more panicked than when she first learned that she had traveled to the Republic of China.

She couldn't help but want to cry, and couldn't hold back the sound of swallowing anymore.

"I hate seeing women cry the most. If you cry again, I will throw you directly into the mountains. You can go back to the Zhou family by yourself."

Having seen him kill people quickly, accurately, ruthlessly, and decisively, Song Wushuang did not dare to disobey.

I don't know where Mr. Yi put her. The room seemed small and a little stuffy. She was sitting on a wooden chair. She didn't know anything else. Everything seemed to be understood only by perception.

After a while, the military doctor came and kept asking if she felt anything. She could feel the strong light, but her eyes were completely white and she couldn't distinguish things clearly.

"Don't worry, Miss. The fire was too close to your eyes when you fired the gun, which instantly irritated your eyes and caused neurological disorders in your eyes. I'll prescribe some medicine, give you eye nutrition injections for a few days, and just close the light and recuperate for a few days."

Already."

Song Wushuang was very anxious, "How many days will it take for me to recover?"

"It can take as little as half a month, or as fast as a week, and you will be able to regain your sight."

No, this is too slow. She still has to find the murderer.

"How can I make it faster?"

"If you cooperate with my treatment, it may happen quickly."

"Will my vision be damaged?"

"There will be some cases of myopia. After all, there is damage, but with long-term maintenance, there will always be a good day."

Song Wushuang was nervous and anxious. There were hidden dangers everywhere in the Republic of China. It was difficult to protect herself. How could she feel at ease after losing her eyesight for such a long time?

She was so scared that she couldn't control her trembling hands. The more nervous she became, the more difficult it became to breathe. She felt like she was going to pull away.

"Miss, you don't have to be afraid. Since Second Young Master Yi asked me to heal you, I won't ignore you. He is a very emotional person and a good person."

Song Wushuang did not dare to defend himself. He valued feelings so much that his good brother died. How could she place her hopes of life on the person who killed the young lady of the Zhou family?

"In the first stage, you need to cover your eyes with a black cloth for three days."

The military doctor's voice was gentle and her movements were gentle. She judged that this person could break through, "Sir, you are a kind-hearted doctor. Please send me back to Sansheng Hotel."

"Are you from the Zhou family?"

Song Wushuang secretly cried out, the military doctor wouldn't have any hatred towards the Zhou family. He had no choice but to distance himself from the relationship, "I'm just the front desk manager just hired by the Zhou family, not a member of the Zhou family."

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking to her about? If you don't lock her up in the woodshed, you will have done your best to her." It was the voice of the housekeeper, with an impatient tone.

Unexpectedly, the gentle military doctor was her brother. In addition, she was very skilled and served the Second Young Master Yi closely. Judging from this, she should not be the housekeeper here. Perhaps, like the dead Qu Congfeng, she was the Second Young Master Yi.

female guard.

"No, it's dark and damp there, which is not conducive to recovery."

"Leave it here for now." Yi Ershao said.

"Second Young Master, how can this be done? She..."

"I said, let's do it this way. Everyone still has things to do, so everyone should be busy."

Song Wushuang could not judge the current situation. He only felt that everyone left here one after another, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

She couldn't see anything and huddled on the chair, not daring to move anywhere. She only heard the woman outside bossing her around, "You guys, take the body away. Quickly."

"There is still blood here, clean it up quickly, don't let the fishy smell stay in the house."

"Well, don't forget to go to the back mountain to burn it. No one will be left behind."

The more she listened, the more frightened she became, and her hands began to tremble violently again. She had to hug her legs to find a sense of security.

After a while, the smell of fireworks drifted out of the window, making her cough. After a while, the aroma of barbecue wafted into the house, causing the gluttons in her stomach to start growling.

She suddenly thought of the words of the female guard named A Hong who said to burn all the corpses and leave no one behind.

It’s hard to imagine that the smell of meat is...

Thinking of this, her stomach began to churn and she couldn't help but want to vomit.

"Don't throw up here."

Song Wushuang was so frightened that she forced her to hold it back.

"Who? Who's there?"

"Why, you can't hear my voice either?"

"Second Young Master Yi?" Song Wushuang slurred, "Why are you here?"

"This is my tea room, of course I am here."

She heard footsteps, and Second Young Master Yi's voice came closer. "Why are you so scared?"

"Are you going to burn people again?"

"Haha, hahaha." Second Young Master Yi seemed to have heard a big joke, and he laughed more and more wildly.

Sure enough, she is not a good person, but now that she is stuck here, she can only give in.

"I'm sorry, I'm too talkative." Song Wushuang closed her mouth tightly, trying not to make herself sick and bore Er Shao Yi. If he was unhappy and burned her too, it would be more of a loss than a gain.

She could die among the people, but she couldn't die like this, it would be too miserable.

"What if we don't burn it? They won't say whether they sent it or not. I can't find anything to check. We can't just leave it alone on the mountain. It will spread the disease."

"Then you, you, can't burn other people's houses? Isn't this the destruction of corpses and the destruction of traces?" He immediately regretted his words and immediately found an explanation, "We can be more humanitarian, such as burying them?"

"More than a dozen people have died. We can't dig holes one by one. This will waste a lot of manpower and material resources. It's better to burn them all together and bury them with ashes."

Song Wushuang did not dare to argue anymore, but just prayed, "I really don't dare to bother you here anymore. Why don't you send me back to the Zhou family. I will do my best to deal with the issue of Qu Congfeng's death compensation to appease the family after losing their loved ones."

pain."

She waited for a long time, but Young Master Yi didn't say anything. He was afraid that he would be angry again. She expected this, and it was just a chance for Bo Yibo to return to the Zhou family.

"Don't worry, no matter how much money you have, I will definitely help the family members fulfill their wishes."

There was a "pop" sound and the sound of the glass being smashed with force. Song Wushuang almost fell from the chair to the ground.

"You guys are farting, people are dead, can money be enough to comfort them?"

"I know Qu Congfeng is your good brother, and I will definitely try my best to negotiate an amount that satisfies everyone."

Suddenly, a hand pinched her neck, causing her heart to jump to her throat and making it difficult to breathe.

Why are you so angry again? Why can't you explain it?

"Who are you anyway?"

"I, I, I, am Song Wushuang." She finished the sentence with difficulty.
To be continued...