The pampered palm of the president

575 Relief
"Let's go."

Not wanting to look at the naughty Fu Zongyu again, Situ Qingyin set his sights on Fu Lin.

In comparison, it was easier for this timid young man to gain Situ Qingyin's trust.

He believed that what Fu Xun said about this young man's nature was not bad was true.

Hearing that someone died because of the bugs they released, Fu Lin looked shocked, but Fu Zongyu looked worried.

One is terrified that he has killed someone, and the other is worried that he will be implicated and go to prison.

With Situ Qingyin personally carrying it, Fu Lin easily left the hospital under the nose of the police.

Sitting in Situ Qingyin's car, Fu Lin huddled beside the car door, his face still not returning to color.

He wanted money, but he never thought that a few mischievous bugs would kill his co-workers.

"It's not all your fault."

For some unknown reason, Situ Qi suddenly felt pity and comforted him.

He remembered the same thing when he killed someone for the first time, hiding in the darkness with his knees hugged, looking down at the ten fingers he couldn't see, no matter how many times he washed them, he felt that they were covered with sticky hot blood, which made people sick.

"this is not your fault."

He remembered that Shao Yin, who was still a teenager at the time, said this to himself.

At that time, Yin Shao was only fourteen or fifteen years old, but he already had the bearing he has now.

The voice in the voice-changing period is not as rough as most teenagers, and it already has a clear feeling, which can calm people's hearts.

Not everyone is destined to be a killer.

Not everyone is willing to kill someone for their own self-interest.

"It was Fu Zongyu who put too much stuff in the soup pot, which caused those people to die."

Situ Qingyin glanced at Situ Qi in front of him, as if he understood his thoughts, and took the words lightly.

To Fu Lin's indifferent tone, he felt extraordinarily stable, the fear on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes still showed uneasiness.

He didn't mean to comfort the young man, but just told the truth.

Situ Qi, who was driving, was surprised that Young Master Yin would take the initiative to speak, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a warm arc.

Everyone said that ten of them were just slaves who worked for Situ Qingyin.

But he knew that they were brothers, brothers who could trust each other with their lives.

"I was wrong too."

Fu Lin shook his head, and the tears that he wanted to put away just now flowed down again in strings.

"I should have thought about it at the time. How could someone give me thousands of dollars to do a prank? I was actually scared when the bug melted in the water, but I thought these thousands of dollars would be enough I don't think so much about my salary for a month or two."

"There will be no free pie in the sky."

Situ Qingyin lightly pierced his deception.

The pies that fall from the sky are either filled with smog, and people will die if they eat them.

Either it is acid rain, and only when hallucinations occur, will it be swallowed as pie, and the corroded intestines will be pierced.

Fu Lin trembled with his lips and lowered his eyelids. Even if he didn't have to go to prison, he probably wouldn't have peace of mind in the future.

For a while, Situ Qiyi couldn't tell whether his family Yin Shao was doing this with good intentions or malicious intentions.

Just mercifully said something that seemed to be comforting, and then slapped him into the stinky ditch again.

It took another half an hour to arrive at the worker's dormitory at the construction site of the resort.

The worker's dormitory is a temporary simple room built with blue and white color steel plates. The color looks clean and bright, but it is not warm.

Fu Lin took out a transparent medicine bottle from under his dirty quilt and handed it to Situ Qingyin.

(End of this chapter)