Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth second unsolved hatred
Suddenly, the ward door opened, and a doctor with a white coat stained with blood hurriedly walked in: "Comrade police officer, Yan Zhiqiang was stabbed in the heart by a sharp blade. Rescue efforts failed and he has died."
When Xu Qingyan heard this, her face immediately lost all color and turned pale.
If Yan Zhiqiang died, wouldn't she become an intentional murderer and be sentenced to death?
The two policemen were also shocked.
Immediately, the elderly policeman calmed down and said, "I understand, doctor, please put Yan Zhiqiang's body in the morgue first.
We will report it to our superiors and then deal with it."
"OK."
The doctor responded, turned around and went out.
The elderly policeman walked aside, took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and narrated in a low voice.
While guarding Xu Qingyan, the young policeman put on white gloves, retracted the bloody switchblade that killed Yan Zhiqiang, and put it into a sealed plastic bag for storage.
After a while, the older policeman finished the phone call and said to the young policeman: "The superiors asked us to take her back for interrogation."
The young policeman nodded and said to Xu Qingyan: "Come with us."
Xu Qingyan's lips trembled, and she suddenly collapsed and shouted: "I won't leave! Please let me go! I didn't want to kill Yan Zhiqiang, I really didn't want to kill him! I didn't know what happened to me just now!"
After saying that, Xu Qingyan burst into tears.
She knew that once she was taken away, she would never be free again, and her life might even begin to count down.
I can't believe that it only takes a few dozen minutes to go from heaven to hell.
The two policemen frowned, and one of them grabbed Xu Qingyan's arm, forcibly pulled her up, and dragged her out of the ward.
"Please, please let me go..." Xu Qingyan cried hoarsely and struggled desperately.
But how could she be the opponent of two strong police officers? Like a dying pheasant, she was dragged through the corridor and out of the hospital gate.
Countless doctors, nurses, patients and passers-by were watching and pointing.
"What's going on with this woman?"
"I heard that she committed murder and was caught by the police on the spot. Look, there is still blood on her body."
"Damn it, it was so fierce, who did she kill?"
"It seems to be Yan Zhiqiang, the president of Zhongping University. I don't know the specific reason, but seeing that she is so young, it may be because of a relationship dispute."
"She's quite beautiful, what a pity."
"She is a murderer! Why, do you still want to show mercy to her?"
...In full view of everyone, Xu Qingyan was roughly pushed into the police car, and an extra pair of handcuffs were added to her hands, which were connected to the handle above the car door.
Xu Qingyan could no longer move. Her hair and clothes were disheveled and messy. Tears and snot flowed from her face to her neck. She looked extremely ugly and embarrassed.
She was arrogant by nature, and she usually valued her manners and dignity. However, the last time in her life when she was the focus of everyone's attention, she was taken away by the police in such an undignified way. It can be said that she lost her dignity and lost face.
The elderly policeman walked to the driving position, got in and started the car.
The young policeman sat on the other side of the back row, looking at Xu Qingyan eagerly.
Xu Qingyan struggled for a long time, but she had no strength left.
She slumped in her seat, looking out of the corner of her eyes through the car window at the bustling scene of crowds of people outside.
This scene seems very ordinary to ordinary people, but it is only when you lose your freedom that you feel it is so precious.
Suddenly, Xu Qingyan's eyes moved and she saw a young man sitting on the bench next to the hospital door.
She was very familiar with this young man's appearance and had even dreamed about him many times.
It is Chen Hao whom she hates most in her life! Why is Chen Hao here?
Xu Qingyan looked shocked.
Chen Hao smiled at her, then put the peaked cap on his head and stretched out his hands wearing plastic gloves.
Xu Qingyan's face suddenly froze.
She suddenly remembered that when she entered the hospital gate, a man wearing a peaked cap and plastic gloves passed by her.
Obviously, that person is Chen Hao.
Immediately, Xu Qingyan thought of the extra spring knife in her pocket, and her heart skipped a beat.
Could it be...that Chen Hao stuffed the switchblade into her pocket when they passed by her?
Chen Hao wore plastic gloves, apparently to avoid leaving fingerprints on the switchblade.
As if he guessed what she was thinking, Chen Hao opened his mouth with a smile on his face and slowly uttered two words.
Although she couldn't hear the sound, Xu Qingyan still read Chen Hao's lips: "Yes."
Xu Qingyan's eyes were filled with tears! She suddenly understood everything.
The person who defrauded her of 20 million was none other than Chen Hao.
His mother, Li Mengya, failed in her investment, went bankrupt, and owed huge debts. It must have been Chen Hao's handiwork.
Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that just after she transferred 20 million to Chen Hao, her mother called.
And when she thought everything was caused by Yan Zhiqiang and was filled with rage, Chen Hao handed her the knife at the right time, causing her to impulsively kill Yan Zhiqiang in public, committing an irreparable mistake.
Using the most accurate calculation, he pushed her to the cliff step by step until she fell into the abyss.
As if he knew she understood, Chen Hao smiled and softly said two words with his lips: "That's right."
Xu Qingyan couldn't help but tremble all over.
Not only did she fail in her revenge this time, but she was also counterattacked by Chen Hao, leaving her with nothing, her family ruined, and no chance to stand up in the future! Xu Qingyan's heart instantly felt like it was being burned by flames, filled with unresolved unwillingness and hatred.
Chen Hao stood up, waved goodbye to her gracefully, then took off his hat and gloves, threw them into the trash can, turned around and left gracefully.
"Comrade police, don't drive. Chen Hao is also in the city hospital. He secretly gave me the switchblade. He is the real murderer. I was just being used. Get out of the car and catch him!"
Xu Qingyan screamed crazily, and she didn't know where she got the strength to pull the handcuffs with both hands, making a clanging sound.
Snap! A big slap across her face.
Xu Qingyan was momentarily sluggish, half of her face was swollen, and blood slowly flowed out from her nostrils, flowing over her lips and chin, and dripped on the clothes on her chest, blooming into bright red blood flowers one after another.
The young policeman had a sullen face, pointed at her and shouted: "Be more honest. If you dare to scream again, I will slap you to death!"
Xu Qingyan was stunned, and then she laughed miserably: "Hehe...hehehe..." "Crazy!"
The older policeman and the younger policeman snorted at the same time, showing disgust.
The police car started, its sirens beeping, and it roared away from the city hospital.
Chen Hao walked leisurely to a remote and deserted alley, preparing to fly back to Chenguang College invisibly.
Suddenly, his mind froze.
Just now, a ray of spiritual consciousness swept across his body without warning.
A cultivator?
Chen Hao was instantly on guard, but on the outside he still pretended to be leisurely and calm, and his steps did not stop.
He could feel that the divine consciousness was just a test to see if he noticed it.
If he pretends not to notice, the other party is likely to continue scanning.
Sure enough, after a moment, the divine consciousness swept over again.
It seemed that Chen Hao couldn't find it. This time, the spiritual consciousness not only did not leave quickly, but also scanned Chen Hao's body carefully, as if he wanted to check Chen Hao's cultivation level.
"A monk in the middle stage of foundation building?"
Chen Hao sensed the power of that spiritual consciousness and quickly deduced the other party's true cultivation level, and couldn't help but be shocked.
Is there such a high level of cultivators on earth?