Your wife is a bit fierce

Chapter 343 A Light Bulb Hangs Above Xiaoxue's Head

Auntie, which side are you on?
"Miss, Chi is not a simple person. If she hadn't been injected with drugs before, I'm afraid the eldest brother would have died in her hands today." Zhong Tong persuaded, trying to convince her.

Qingyang Lin Shan looked at Qingyang Lin Xiao on the hospital bed, and wanted to say something, but finally sat on the sofa angrily.

In fact, she always hoped that Lin Xiao in Qingyang could forget Lin Muxue. Over the years, she had also seen him languishing, drinking and smoking frequently, making him extremely decadent, so after he forced Xiaoxue to hand over Luying for Lin Muxue , Qingyang Lin Shan couldn't stand it anymore, so she stood on Xiaoxue's side, hoping that he would find his way back as soon as possible, and stop hurting another woman for the sake of one woman.

But facing the current situation, Qingyang Lin Shan naturally stood by Qingyang Lin Xiao.

No matter how much she likes an outsider, she can't compare to her own brother.

"Okay, I see."

It's okay, if Qingyang Lin Xiao dies, I'm afraid Xiaoxue will never be forgiven by Qingyang Linshan in her life.

The masked man was standing at the stairs with a peaked cap, sitting on a stool, holding a newspaper to cover his eyes, with two small holes poked in the newspaper, and watching the movement of the ward all the time.

There is a small headset next to the ear, and the conversation in the room comes from it.

……

"Then where is she?" Qingyang Lin Shan stared at Qingyang Lin Xiao's face, but asked Zhong Tong.

Zhong Tong stood still: "It's locked in another place, and I won't let her go for the time being, at least after the eldest brother wakes up."

His tone was flat, but with a firm attitude.

Qingyang Lin Shan frowned: "Then what are you going to do to her?"

"Brother is injured, and she has to bear at least half of the pain."

"Well, just don't kill me, take me to have a look." Qingyang Lin Shan stood up and walked out the door.

Zhong Tong didn't intend to move: "Miss, it's better not to see bloody things."

Qingyang Lin Shan stopped, and turned around with a very bad expression on her face: "It's not that I haven't seen blood before, take me there, she hurt my brother, at least I have to see what happens to her, so I don't know if it's worth it." Forget the hatred in my heart."

Zhong Tong was in a bit of a dilemma, who knew whether what this aunt said was true or not.

Qingyang Lin Shan put her hands on her chest, her eyes flickered, and she glanced sharply at Zhong Tong: "Also, I heard that many people like to wear masks. I wonder if she also wears a mask."

The photos in that villa made her suspicious.

It is said that Lin Muxue also lost her memory back then, but I hope it was just a coincidence.

……

Zhong Tong led the way and left the hospital. The masked man put away the newspaper, lowered the brim of his hat, and followed behind him from a long distance.

Qingyang Lin Shan got into Zhong Tong's car, the masked man stopped a taxi, followed far behind the traffic, kept his eyes on the car in front, and listened to the conversation inside.

"I heard that Chi once lost her memory. She came to F city to find her memory. I went there with her that day. I was very curious. How could there be a photo of my brother there?" Leaning against the car door, he spoke intentionally or unintentionally.

His subordinates were driving the car, and Zhong Tong was sitting in the passenger seat, staring back at her thoughtful side face: "What photo?"

"The photo of that woman kissing my brother seems to be in the background of an ancient town, and she has a photo album, which is all about that woman."

Zhong Tong remembered the photo he picked up from the ground in the morning, immediately took it out of his bag, and handed it back: "You mean this photo?"

Qingyang Lin Shan picked up the photo and asked puzzledly, "Why is it in your hands?"

"When I woke up in the morning, I saw it outside the corridor. I thought it was lost by my elder brother, so I didn't think too much about it. Let me put it this way..." Zhong Tong didn't continue, feeling a bad premonition Come on, that 'red' may not be as simple as a killer at all.

It was still inconceivable for Zhong Tong to be associated with Lin Muxue. He found someone to check Chi's identity. Although it was not comprehensive enough, he knew that she was from Qingyang Xiujue.

If his suspicion is correct, then the person who took Lin Muxue away back then must be Qingyang Xiujue.

This bold assumption still made Zhong Tong unsure.

After getting off the car, the breeze blows, and the strong grass fragrance is also mixed with the smell of rust.

Qingyang Lin Shan followed Zhong Tong into the factory building, and her subordinates bent down.

"Brother Zhong, Miss!"

As soon as he stepped into the dark room, there was a call from Jadisli, the hoarse voice seemed to tear his throat, miserable and terrifying.

Zhong Tong frowned, and strode into the depths.

There was a light bulb hanging above Xiaoxue's head, the orange light illuminated her pale face, beads of sweat flowed, and the crystal light refracted, but that pretty face was as pale as dead ashes.

Qingyang Lin Shan rushed forward and witnessed her subordinates stripping off Xiaoxue's clothes, a long and sharp knife cut a long gash on her collarbone, blood flowed from her wound in an instant, her subordinates seemed to be As if frantic, he sprinkled a bag of salt on Xiaoxue's wound.

That kind of pain, even a strong person, can't bear it and scream out.

Xiaoxue's shrill cry made Qingyang Lin Shan couldn't help but be smart, she was a woman after all, and she couldn't see women suffering this kind of crime, so he rushed forward and pushed that subordinate away: "Go away."

Seeing that it was Miss, the ferocious and excited smile on his face disappeared suddenly, and he stood aside solemnly, and said respectfully: "Miss, why are you here?"

Zhong Tong stepped forward, as if she knew there would be such a scene, so her expression didn't change much: "I brought her here."

The subordinate immediately retreated far away: "Brother Zhong, then I will go down first."

"Go, take all these things away." Zhong Tong pointed to the salt on the ground.

Just as the subordinate bent down to pick up the salt packed in a plastic woven bag, Qingyang Lin Shan suddenly became furious: "Drag him down, take off his clothes, cut his skin with a knife, and sprinkle a bag of salt."

His hands trembled, the bag fell to the ground, and he stared at Zhong Tong with a pale face.

Zhong Tong was also helpless, and cast a helpless expression, whoever made him die at this time, at least in this way, there is still a way to survive, it is better than being killed by Qingyang Linshan.

"Do it." His eyes swept over the other subordinates on the side.

The subordinate nodded, pressed the subordinate's shoulder, buckled it on another machine, buckled it in the same way as Xiaoxue, tore off the jacket, and slashed the knife on the chest, with blood on the blade, and sprinkled a bag of salt, strong The man couldn't bear such a prison, and cried miserably.

Xiaoxue hangs her head dying, she doesn't look at Qingyang Linshan, her gaze falls on the ground, just like a puppet, dumbfounded.

"Are you okay?" Qingyang Lin Shan patted Xiaoxue's face with her hands, her brows were still filled with worry for Xiaoxue.

　PS: Can anyone guess the real identity of the masked man?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)