The Mystery of the Inner Demon

Chapter 178 Fateful Confrontation
The night wind lifted a corner of his snow-white clothes, and the blood spots on the clothes bloomed like peach blossoms in the moonlight, beautiful and dangerous.

The arc of the shadow cast by his brow bone and the line of his jaw are exactly the same as Qi Fei's.

It's just that his lips are thinner, sharper and more dangerous than a blade, and his eyes are filled with sinister water. The cold light of the moonlight under his thick eyelashes makes Qi Fei instinctively grab his pistol - the excitement in the depths of his pupils is that of a hungry wolf tearing open the throat of its prey.

"Xiao Fei, I've been waiting for you for a long time." The tail of Xi He's voice was like a snake's rose tongue licking Qi Fei's eardrum, and coldness and warmth entangled and spread in his nerves at the same time.

At this time, there was no one behind Qi Fei.

More than 20 years later, the two met again in this maze.

As if it were fate, they were destined to meet here.

Qi Fei knew that this chase was not his victory, but Xi He deliberately led him here.

"I killed a lot of people to get you back here, Xiaofei, I miss you so much." Xi He expressed his longing for Qi Fei in the most evil way.

What made Qi Fei feel uncomfortable was that he actually understood Xi He's longing at this moment.

His hand on the gun never moved, this familiar yet unfamiliar relative and enemy.

Qi Fei tried his best to suppress the trembling of his voice and finally said the first words to Xi He: "Turn yourself in. My colleagues will guard all the exits. You can't escape."

When Xi He heard this, he just let it dissipate in the wind with his eyes.

Xi He had an extremely arrogant self-confidence that Qi Fei had never seen before.

He grinned and said, "Xiao Fei, remember your kindness at this moment. Next time you see me, remember to draw your gun."

However, just as he finished speaking, a gunshot was heard in the maze, coming from behind Qi Fei.

The bullet grazed his cheek and flew towards Xihe, and the air blade hit his face and caused a stinging sensation.

He seemed to see Xihe's changing expression. In the blink of an eye, a white shadow disappeared at the end of the dark passage.

"Damn it, it was just a little bit off." Zhong Kui's annoyed voice came from behind him.

Through several walls, an officer's voice shouted, "Someone took my gun!"

Qi Fei turned his head and saw the black muzzle of a gun pointing at his face. Behind the gun was Zhong Kui's face, which still showed murderous intent.

Yes, that kind of straightforward murderous intent is so similar to Xihe's.

"You know I'm going to kill him." Zhong Kui said confidently, "I can't change this."

At this moment, Qi Fei had no intention of debating with Zhong Kui. He was extremely confused. Xi He's face was deeply imprinted in his mind, like a black hole, constantly sucking away his rationality.

Looking at his weak appearance, Zhong Kui's stubborn face that refused to admit defeat finally showed a hint of compromise. She put down the gun in her hand, grabbed Qi Fei's hand and put it in his.

At that moment, Qi Fei didn't know whether the person in front of him was Zhong Kui or Zhong Xiaoyu.
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Xihe escaped after all.

After leaving the gun behind, Zhong Kui disappeared into the darkness of the maze while Qi Fei was at a loss.

Outside the maze, the sound of an ambulance was heard from afar. Cui Nian, who was dying, took great effort for the medical staff and police to carry him out of the maze.

However, Qi Fei did not leave.

He sat alone on the ground where the Xi River disappeared, leaning against the wall as if exhausted, watching the moon set and the sun rise.

Only personnel who were investigating and collecting evidence were left at the scene, and the surroundings were so quiet that only the chirping of morning birds could be heard.

With the first ray of sunlight, he traced the bullet hole in the stone wall. The bullet had hit a more distant spot than he had imagined. When he returned to Nancheng, Guiyue Apartment was deserted.

Zhong Kui returned to Sanwu Town without saying goodbye.

Qi Fei stood outside the locked security iron door for a long time.

The confrontation with Xihe last night kept replaying in my mind.

With Zhong Kui's meticulousness, it was impossible for that shot to go wrong. Moreover, given the situation at the time, perhaps coercing him would be more effective than directly shooting Xi He.

At this time, Qi Fei already knew Zhong Kui, or rather, Zhong Xiaoyu's real intention of driving Zhong Kui close to him.

Xi He was once Zhong Xiaoyu's patient, and she knew Xi He better than anyone else.

In his cruel world, Qi Fei and his mother are his few bonds and also his weaknesses.

Qi Fei looked at the rusty door lock and sighed - even so, even if he knew that Zhong Kui was using him, he still couldn't hate her.

And Zhong Kui’s mistake last night made him even more uneasy.

He even vaguely saw the resentful look in Grandma Meng's eyes. He was the cause of the personality conflict between Zhong Kui and Zhong Xiaoyu. Half of the wound from the missed bullet fell on Zhong Kui.

He knew that she had returned to Zizai Mountain to recuperate.

And there was nothing he could do about it.

After several hours of first aid, Cui Nian's vital signs finally stabilized.

When he was pushed into the ICU, Qi Fei turned around and saw Li Jianjun.

I don't know when he appeared in the hospital corridor.

Qi Fei took the initiative to greet him: "Lao Li, did the bureau notify you?"

"Well, Liu Tong told me that the murderer of the magic mirror case has been caught." Li Jianjun's eyes were red, and his big hands fell heavily on Qi Fei's shoulders. He closed his mouth tightly and patted him hard twice.

"Good job." He took a deep breath, as if to prevent tears from falling, but his voice was choked. "Even if I die, I can still face Old Ye with dignity."

Then, he looked meaningfully at the tightly closed ICU door. "I'd like to apply to sit in on this bastard's trial. For so many years, I've been asking myself almost every day what exactly made him kill so many innocent women!"

When Li Jianjun was leaving, he passed by Chang Ying who was rushing over.

Little did they know that their lives intersected because of the "Magic Mirror Case".

Chang Ying walked up to Qi Fei, panting: "My dad..." The word "Dad" seemed so difficult to say at this moment.

"The doctor said that as long as he can survive tonight, he should be able to survive," said Qi Fei.

"I heard that it was you who found him." Chang Ying's voice trembled, "Anyway, thank you for saving him... Although, I know he doesn't deserve it..." She lowered her eyes, full of guilt.

"Any police officer would do the same. Our goal is not to eliminate him, but to bring him to justice."

"Is the person who took him away a family member of the victim?"

"No, it's his kind. He wanted to replicate the murder ritual of the Demon Mirror Case on your father. Although we rescued him, his eyes have been gouged out by the other party, just like..." Qi Fei stopped talking here.

Chang Ying bit her lip. "Just like what he did to those poor women. Why? I thought he was a perfect father..."

"Well, everything will wait until he wakes up..."