Molly knew he had made a serious mistake. He shouldn't go to the girl.

She is not beautiful, but if you stare at her bright eyes, you can feel an unprecedented peace in your heart. Molly had never felt like that before. When he stood in front of the girl, he just felt warm all over, as if he were bathed in the warm spring light.

He is naturally insensitive to feelings, full of brotherhood, and doesn't know what love is, let alone what love is. But when Molly first saw the girl and her flustered eyes, Molly was deeply aware that he had fallen.

"Will I never see her again? Shall I tell my brother about her? If my brother knew about it, what would he think? What would he say? What would he do?" Molly hurried across the sidewalk and stood under the sign of Daming street before the red light came on. He wore a coat outside to cover his two prosthetic legs, which was quite strange compared with the pedestrians in short sleeved shirts.

The sun was burning overhead, Molly felt a little muggy, and sweat flowed down his temples.

"Should I tell brother about this..." Molly thought silently in his heart. He lowered his head and completely immersed himself in his own world.

"Hey! Hey! Wait a minute!"

Molly woke up like a dream and suddenly looked up. He saw that the girl was coming from across the street. The two people looked at each other quietly across the street. At this moment, Molly was completely addicted to complex emotions. Excited and nervous, Molly's palm began to sweat. He tightened his eyebrows and subconsciously pulled his collar.

"Wait for me." the girl also seemed very nervous. He looked at the passing vehicles in the street, and his foot retracted again.

When the green light came on again, the girl ran quickly across the street until she came to Molly and looked up at him: "I have something... Can I tell you?"

Molly didn't speak. The girl put her hands behind her, clenched them tightly, and asked carefully, "do you have time?"

After a moment of silence, Molly nodded against his heart: "yes."

The girl glanced around and pointed to a tree lined path beside Daming Street: "shall we go there?"

Molly looked at the Cultural Square in the other direction and hesitated. He wanted to go to the cultural square. He could talk to the girl without delaying the arrival of Li Qing and Qian Liming.

At this time, the girl lowered her head and continued, "there is a big Gardenia tree on that road. I used to tell it when I had something on my mind."

"OK." Molly nodded. He was a little jealous of the tree for a moment.

"Come with me." the girl shook her horse's tail, bypassed Molly and led the way.

Glancing at the cultural square, Molly turned and followed the girl. The two men kept a distance of five or six meters and walked into the quiet street one after another.

The girl's steps are very small and her walking posture is slightly stiff, but her speed is much faster than that of normal people. Molly followed her through the whole street, and the latter never spoke.

The Adam's apple rolled. Molly summoned up his courage, lowered his voice and asked, "can I..."

"Ah!" the girl was startled and hurriedly turned around and stared at him with a frightened face, "what did you say?"

"I... can I make a call? Brother is waiting for me..."

The flustered look dissipated slowly, and the girl smiled gently: "no, I can't delay you much time."

Molly looked around and said, "where's that tree? Gardenia tree."

"On the back street."

"You just said on this road?"

The girl's face was stiff and she immediately put out her tongue: "I forgot."

Molly giggled: "you're so stupid... What do you... Want to tell me?"

"I want to tell you..." the girl stood on tiptoe, but took two steps back. As soon as she spoke, a slim woman passed by, making her suddenly stop talking again.

Molly glanced at the woman coming up. The woman was wearing a black hat and carrying a leather bag of the same color. She was very beautiful, with a faint charming smile on her lips. The girl is not inferior to her, but in Molly's eyes, the former is clearly more dazzling.

"You look at me." the girl frowned.

"HMM." Molly turned his head foolishly, took his eyes away from the woman coming towards him, and gathered again on the girl's ordinary face with nervous color.

"I..." the girl opened her mouth slightly and took a small step back again.

Molly clenched his fist nervously and waited for the girl's next words. At this time, he suddenly felt something wrong. The beautiful woman didn't bypass Molly. She came straight over, stood in front of Molly, raised her head, stared at him with a smile, and gently called out, "Molly?"

The pupil suddenly shrunk, and Molly's body trembled hard. He was about to step back. At the same time, his palm also leaned towards his waist.

"Silly boy." the woman's smile was suddenly cold and strange. She took out a short knife 20 or 30 cm long from the black leather bag on her forearm and inserted it into Molly's belly.

Molly wanted to avoid, but the woman's hands were too fast. Before the gun in his waist was pulled out, the short knife had been stabbed into his body.

"How do you feel?" the woman chuckled, her voice very gentle. Her wrist turned over and stirred Molly's belly with the short knife, and then the tip of her high-heeled shoe kicked him on the knee.

Molly groaned, his mouth spilled blood, his two prosthetic legs bent down and fell to his knees with a plop. Until then, he still couldn't understand why he was planted in the hands of a soft and weak woman.

The woman stepped back, pulled out the short knife and stuffed it into the black bag with drenched blood. She stretched out her jade hand, pressed the black curled top hat on the indenter, wiped it past Molly, and left quickly with a clatter of footsteps.

"Ah!" the girl looked at the scene, screamed with fear, turned and ran away. At the same time, she couldn't help shouting, "help! Help! There are murderers here!"

"Wait... Wait..." Molly covered his abdomen with one hand and stretched his other hand straight in the direction of the girl's departure. His strength was exhausted bit by bit, and the girl's back became more and more blurred. Molly loosened his body and lay on his back. There was a harsh brake sound in his ear. Immediately, countless black shadows came from all directions and surrounded him.

"Got him."

"Call an ambulance! He's losing a lot of blood. Call an ambulance now!"

The noise made Molly frown slightly, and then his vision was only pale

Qian Liming put out the smoke in his hand and looked impatiently at his wrist watch: "what time is it? Why hasn't Molly come? I'll call him again."

Qian Liming took out his cell phone from his pocket and was about to dial when a hand suddenly reached out and pressed him.

Looking up, Qian Liming stared at Li Qing with a puzzled face. However, at the moment, the latter was looking elsewhere.

Following Li Qing's line of sight, Qian Liming's cheek suddenly turned blue. On Daming Street next to the cultural square, more than a dozen police cars have arrived through the red street lights.

"This..." Qian Liming twitched fiercely in the corners of his eyes, "something's wrong?"

"You go back to the car first and I'll have a look." Li Qing said in a deep voice, walked out of the shade of the tree, crossed the road and went in the direction of the crowd.

He walked around behind a six story building and glanced around. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he climbed the outer wall ladder and quickly climbed to the roof.

His feet fell steadily on the roof. Li Qing took a few steps forward, supported the guardrail with both hands and looked at the center of the incident. He is in a position with excellent vision and can have a panoramic view of the whole street.

Molly lay on his back on the asphalt road scorched by the hot sun. Two medical staff were carrying out emergency rescue for him. Around him, dozens of policemen gathered with live ammunition to block the crowd outside. Police cars piled up the whole road, causing traffic congestion.

Behind the two medical staff, Li Qing saw a familiar figure, who entered the Mingtai police station as an exchange of personnel.

Li Qing's palm clenched, and the guardrail he held in his palm twisted and deformed, making a restless creak.

"Don't worry, he can't die. I've been careful."

A soft voice came from behind. Li Qingmeng turned around and saw that Qiao Xue, dressed in civilian clothes, was leaning against the handrail of the inner stairs. Yu finger fiddled with a black curled hat.

Li Qing's cheeks were cold: "did you do it?"

"Molly's strength, you know best. If I don't help a little, Wei Guanglin can't catch him." Qiao Xue's action on her hand was a little, raised her pretty face and stared at Li Qing, "are you still going to continue this game of cat and mouse?"

Li Qing took two steps forward and narrowed his eyes slightly: "do you know what you're doing? It's dangerous to play this trick in front of me..."

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of his lips. Qiao Xue paced slowly for a few steps, walked to the edge of the roof, leaned down and looked down: "Wei's presence is my senior. I know his crime investigation talent very well, and you know it very well. Li Qing, you don't have much time."

Li Qing clenched his fist, his cheeks were blue, and his eyes were angry: "do you think I'll let you go..."

"Do you want to do something to a woman?" Qiao Xue took the curling top hat to his head, turned over and stared at Li Qing with a smile. "Call me when you figure it out. I'd like to talk to you."

"Why don't we talk now!" Li Qing clenched her teeth and showed some ferocity on her cheek.

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