"You deserve it." Lin Chuan glared at Jian Ke and said through gritted teeth. His hands were stained with flour and wet blood, leaving a clear mark on the floor.
He pulled out the fruit knife and prepared to stab Jian Ke in the chest.
Liu Weike and others couldn't even see the appearance of their weapons, they could only see blood drops dripping in mid-air.
"Be careful!" Liu Weike quickly pulled the injured Jian Ke up. She found a reagent gun from her pocket, which contained medicine that inhibited supernatural powers. However, she originally went out today to find the whereabouts of Ji Miao and Su Siyu.
, so I left in a hurry. There should be only one needle left in the reagent gun.
Liu Weike did not dare to hesitate any longer. She roughly judged Lin Chuan's location based on the blood stains in the air.
The silver needle shot out suddenly, then stopped after a second or two, as if it had stabbed something.
Lin Chuan looked down at the silver needle on his arm and couldn't help but look stern. He hurriedly put Luo on the ground, then quickly pulled out the silver needle and threw it on the ground, but it was too late.
He and Luo's figures gradually appeared, and the wheelchair not far away and the rice noodles scattered on the ground also appeared in everyone's sight.
Liu Weike quickly rushed towards Lin Chuan, and together with Wei Zhongyu, he quickly pushed him to the ground. Lin Chuan was still struggling, growling and waving the fruit knife, trying to stab Liu Weike in the chest. However, he
His arm was twisted behind his back, and he gradually became unable to move. His arm seemed to be dislocated, and he grimaced in pain.
Luo sat on the ground and looked at them in fear. He supported his body with his thin arms and wanted to move back a little. Liu Weike pushed the wheelchair to his side and prepared to help him up.
"Don't touch me!" Luo pushed Liu Weike's hand away uneasily.
Liu Weike quickly said: "Mr. Luo, don't be afraid, we won't hurt you."
Luo slumped on the ground in embarrassment, slapping his unconscious legs anxiously. "Why do you have to come and disturb my life? What valuable things can I know as a person who has been huddled in a wheelchair all day long? Let me go.
Well, you really can’t ask anything from me.”
Liu Weike said: "Don't get excited. Mr. Luo, I have advised you before that people in ICV do all kinds of evil by unscrupulous means. But you are still an upright person with good intentions. Do you want to destroy your conscience and become the same as them?
?”
Luo argued excitedly: "How can I have no conscience? I have never done any evil in my life. I just... I just can't betray my relatives."
Liu Weike helped the frail Luo into the wheelchair. Luo's body was very thin, and his already atrophied legs were as thin as two dry sticks. As a woman, Liu Weike could easily help him up.
"If you really care about your loved ones, you should find a way to stop them from the brink and return to their lost ways. The legal system is open to the public, and sooner or later they will pay the price for what they have done. You might as well stop them in time and let them
Do less evil." Liu Weike looked at Luo and said sincerely.
Lin Chuan, who was lying on the ground, raised his head and shouted: "Stop being alarmist! Don't think about letting Mr. Luo become a group with you." The flour on the ground stuck to his sweaty body, making him look like
Even more hilarious and embarrassing.
"Mr. Luo..." Liu Weike thoughtfully repeated the title he just said. There was a riot in the dungeon of the Security Bureau, and many prisoners tried to escape. Liu Weike was tracking a kidnapped Lu Ying
When she saw the man, she heard him call "Young Master Red-headed Man". But except for that man, Liu Weike didn't see anyone else. So she once suspected that Lin Chuan, who could become invisible at any time, was the red-headed man of ICV, that is,
The son of Ghost Eyes and Luo Shan.
But just now Lin Chuan called Luo "Sir" out of anger. If he was a red-headed man, how could he, as a nephew, use such an aristocratic title? Or was he doing it deliberately and trying to conceal his identity?
Wei Zhongyu pressed Lin Chuan hard, making his head close to the ground and his body almost unable to move. Wei Zhongyu shouted seriously: "Be quiet!"
Liu Weike said: "Linchuan, you have to come back to the Security Bureau with us again. I really hope I can get some useful information from you this time."
Lin Chuan struggled for a while and felt exhausted. He said in a hoarse voice: "Stop dreaming, I won't tell you anything."
Liu Weike said coldly: "We have our own way to make you speak."
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Lu Xiangyuan, who had just finished his lunch break, stood beside the bed and folded the quilt upright. He took a sip of water, then picked up a comb and combed his messy hair.
The strong man in the cell opposite looked him up and down and said, "We've already come to this place, why do you still care?"
The lean man in another cubicle said: "What do you know, you old man? Nan Zhu is young and good-looking. If he can be noticed by some little girl from the Security Bureau, he will be in this dungeon."
Maybe life won’t be so sad anymore.”
Lu Xiangyuan did not say a word, but glanced at them indifferently. He rolled up his sleeves and began to lie down and do push-ups.
Unlike most depressed ICV prisoners, Lu Xiangyuan still maintained a high level of self-discipline after being imprisoned in the dungeon of the Security Bureau. He kept himself tidy, exercised every day, and maintained well-proportioned muscles.
"Lu Xiangyuan, I brought you the book you asked for." Among the people in charge of guarding today was a young girl who had just been selected by the Security Bureau through the "Practice Training Program". She opened the door where Lu Xiangyuan was.
He opened the cell door and handed him a thick stack of books.
Lu Xiangyuan wiped his hands with a small square towel and took the book with a smile. "Thank you, Miss Jiang."
"It's nothing, just a little effort. I hope you can study more and reform well." The young member of the Security Bureau responded politely. She looked at Lu Xiangyuan's handsome face and his gentle smile, and felt a little emotional. She didn't expect such a gentle and gentle person.
The man turned out to be an icv person, and his hands were stained with the blood of many people. He really knows people but not their hearts.
At this time, Xiao Zhang was escorted in. As he continued to struggle, his clothes had become tattered and wrinkled. He looked embarrassed, and his body smelled of sweat and blood.
He twisted his body uncomfortably and shouted: "Let me go! Let me walk by myself, I can walk by myself!"
Wei Zhongyu shouted: "Be honest with me for a while!"
Several people passed by the cell where Lu Xiangyuan was located. Xiao Zhang's footsteps suddenly stopped. He looked at Lu Xiangyuan blankly, and suddenly said in shock: "Nan Zhu, how come you are also imprisoned?"
