Forensic Medicine Qu Xiaoshui

Chapter 679 Confrontation: Following the Tracks (18)

What Wei Chongyang said made Qu Xiaoshui's heart tighten violently:

"The moment I found out that the person who killed the benefactor for my study turned out to be my colleague, I tried my best to restrain my inner instability and chose to continue the mission."

Yes, even after accepting the task of being an undercover agent, Wei Chongyang never gave up on investigating the real cause of Yoanna's death.

He stared straight at Qu Xiaoshui's unbelievable eyes, and smiled viciously, the smile still looked so gentle:
"My task at the time was to obey the dispatch of the mercenary organization and kill a mother and daughter, knowing that they were the wife and daughter of my comrades-in-arms. Just like when Deng Jianshan killed Youanna."

As if he wanted to make Qu Xiaoshui feel his pain, he described everything that happened at that time in detail.

No one's collapse is achieved overnight, it is accumulated again and again until the person is overwhelmed.

Qu Xiaoshui took a deep breath, and pressed his back tightly against the cold wall.

Wei Chongyang seemed to be calmly talking about that unforgettable memory, but he was actually observing Qu Xiaoshui's expression all the time.

Qu Xiaoshui was also in his narration, as if he saw the scene at that time personally.

****remember****
Wei Chongyang's Mu Cangkou faced the innocent little face of the little girl, silently saying sorry, but pulled the trigger cruelly.

When the wooden warehouse was opened, the distance was too close, and the warm blood of the child splashed on his face, making his originally handsome face turn hideous.

The woman tied up on the bed kept crying and struggling, as if she didn't understand why such a cruel thing happened to them.

But, who let her husband be an undercover agent, and his identity was discovered again? !
When the woman finally got to the edge of the bed bit by bit, rubbing her cheeks against the sheet, and spitting out the towel stuffed in her mouth, she could only desperately call out her daughter's name:
"Iya! Iya!"

Every call is like a cuckoo crying blood, and every call is mixed with a woman's blood, tears and grief.

Wei Chongyang didn't try to stop the woman from crying, he let her fall from the bed to the ground, and let her use all her strength to crawl to the girl's body bit by bit.

The woman's soft and beautiful face was stained with her own child's blood. The blood was so warm, just like her daughter's body temperature when she was alive.

Blood and tears came from the corners of the woman's eyes.

She ignored her fear and forgot her fear.

At that time, she was like a she-wolf who had lost her cubs, wishing she could tear off a piece of flesh and blood from Wei Chongyang's body.

Wei Chongyang couldn't forget the look in that woman's eyes.

She pressed her cheek against her daughter's soft face, and after feeling the child's gradually freezing body temperature, she finally couldn't bear it, and completely collapsed, or went crazy.

She poured all the resentment into her eyes, looked up at Wei Chongyang who was still holding the wooden warehouse, and asked hoarsely:

"Why! Why are you doing this! She's just a child who doesn't understand anything!"

At that time, Wei Chongyang's conscience was not lost, and a flash of guilt flashed in his eyes, but with people from his mercenary organization watching, he had no way out.

Wei Chongyang put away the wooden warehouse in his hand, grabbed the woman's throat with one hand, and lifted her from the ground.

The woman's hands were tied, and the weight of her whole body was concentrated on her throat. Because she couldn't breathe, her throat made an unpleasant cracking sound.

The muscles on Wei Chongyang's arm gradually tightened.

He knew that killing her directly was the best choice. If he continued to hesitate and other people saw the clues, the woman would have a more tragic end, and he himself would not have a chance to live.

However, the hands seem to have a will of their own, and they cannot be closed at all.

Wei Chongyang's movements began to go against his own reason, his fingers gradually relaxed, and the woman who should have been killed by him finally got a little chance to breathe.

The air suddenly entered her throat, and the blood on the woman's face became more ferocious as she coughed.

The woman who was soft on the outside and strong on the inside looked at everyone present with eyes full of resentment while coughing:

"Ahem...I...cough...curse you...a terrible death!"

The person following behind took a step forward impatiently:
"Can you do it? If you can't, replace me. You can't handle a woman well. Why don't you let me make the best of her before she dies. Such a beautiful and fierce woman is rare."

Wei Chongyang gritted his teeth tightly, his jaw moved a little, and his fingers that were originally relaxed increased their strength again.

The woman's mouth was opened wide because of the urgent need for oxygen, and the saliva and blood flowed to Wei Chongyang's big hand that was strangling her neck.

Wei Chongyang could hear the woman's intermittent curses in his ears:

"I... absolutely... a ghost... and I won't... let it go..."

The crisp sound of throat breaking resounded in the room, and the woman's originally tense body relaxed in vain.

Wei Chongyang turned his back to everyone, tears soaked his eyes, and he forced himself to withdraw the tears.

Wei Chongyang did not shake off the woman's body, but knelt down on one knee, and lightly placed the woman's body next to the girl's body.

He carefully stuffed the little girl's body into the woman's arms.

Give the mother and daughter the last decency.

****basement****
"After that mission, I have doubts about whether I should continue to perform undercover missions. I have not only the blood of innocent people on my hands, but also the blood of my colleagues who are also policemen. My suspicions have become more and more serious."

Qu Xiaoshui's breathing became heavier, and he didn't dare to continue listening.

But Wei Chongyang didn't intend to let her go, just like no one let him go.

"Just when I was about to lose control, I received a mission."

Wei Chongyang moved closer to Qu Xiaoshui's ear, lowered his voice and said:

"My upline told me that after completing that mission, I can get rid of my undercover identity and go back to the sun."

The task assigned to Wei Chongyang was the subsequent arms auction at the Hongbao Hotel.

"I accepted that mission almost full of gratitude, but that mission not only failed to save me, but completely destroyed me."

It was only after Wei Chongyang arrived at the Hongbao Hotel that he realized that the auction was just a cover for the young master to catch the traitor.

Without any hesitation, he passed the message to the upper line.

But Wei Chongyang didn't know that the person connecting with him was not the one in the past, but a man he had never seen before.

Wei Chongyang took the risk and sent out two messages, but he didn't get a reply.

He thought that the upline was killed, or something went wrong, and the news failed to spread.

Wei Chongyang immediately invited his most trusted Chen Xiaotang to help.

Chen Xiaotang was a very cunning woman, even if she appeared near Hongbao Hotel, such a beautiful woman would not attract suspicion.

Sure enough, Chen Xiaotang did not disappoint Wei Chongyang, she helped him pass the information successfully.

Just in case, Chen Xiaotang also handed them to two different people.

The two people who received the information from Chen Xiaotang were Nan Pingsheng, the victim of the first bombing, and Peng Xuan, who was directly promoted from the local government to the central government after the Hongbao Hotel incident.

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