The devil affectionately calls me a bad guy

Going to do it!

I thought that he only had one breath left because of the car accident, so I might as well kill him and blame the cause of death on the car accident!

"The tools are in the trunk."

Although she was startled by the sudden breakdown of the street light, Shangguan Xue did not want to look embarrassed because Li Lin was next to her, so she bit the tip of her tongue lightly, using the pain to force her expression to cool down and make herself look calm.

"That's still in the trunk," Li Lin frowned.

That one... is still in the trunk?

Is it possible...

Huangmao just felt dizzy.

There are dead bodies!?

These two guys also stuffed a body in the trunk! ?

So, the two of them were planning to kill him with weapons!

"No tools are needed," Li Lin said, comparing the muscles on his shoulders.

"Uh--"

The yellow-haired man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Li Lin raised his eyebrows and put his hand in front of the yellow-haired man's nose.

"Still breathing, and..."

Li Lin glanced at the yellow-haired legs again.

"His injuries are not as serious as we thought, but to prevent any accidents, we'd better not move him. Call 120 and wait for the ambulance to arrive before we leave."

"Okay senior."

Shangguan Xue nodded vigorously, took out her cell phone from her pocket, turned around and started dialing.

Chapter 49: Don’t discriminate against yellow-haired people!

Noisy.

"Hey, boy, are you okay?"

Huangmao only felt that his eyelids were forcibly pulled open, and a dazzling light shone in.

"Still conscious! Hurry and bring the stretcher over!"

"So noisy!"

The yellow-haired man suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed the wrist of the man in front of him and roared.

"Looks like he's in good spirits."

The man in the white coat had a subtle expression.

However, considering that it was just a car accident of this level, nothing serious would happen. Of course, he is a doctor and must consider the patient. Even if the patient is not paying attention, he still has to pay attention.

"Young man, do you want to take a breathalyzer test?"

The man took the alcohol tester from his assistant and handed it to the yellow-haired man with a smile.

"It's not a problem. Just blow into the mouthpiece."

The corner of Huangmao's mouth twitched.

"I'm not driving under the influence!"

"Yeah, I know you're not driving under the influence, so just blow out the air first," the man smiled.

"So hiss—"

Huangmao wanted to say something, but the sudden pain made him close his mouth, cover his head and start gasping for air.

Then he noticed something crucial.

“Why am I still stuck here!!!”

The yellow-haired man shouted in disbelief and roughly pulled up the seat belt on one side.

"Oh, sorry, we called 119."

The man glanced at the watch on his left wrist.

"Just now, but don't worry, the firefighters will be here soon. Judging from the distance, it will be about..."

The man tilted his head and thought for a while before smiling brightly.

"About half an hour."

"Huh? You mean to keep me stuck in here for half an hour? Stop kidding me!"

The yellow-haired man shouted and grabbed the man by the collar.

“Don’t you have someone here? Help me quickly, ah ah ah——”

Before the yellow-haired man could finish his words, the man grabbed his wrist and twisted it away.

"I'm sorry~ We've tried our best. As you can see, most of the nurses here are female and don't have much strength."

The man shook his head helplessly.

"By the way, little bro, your joints are a little tight. Let me help you loosen them up."

As he spoke, the man twisted the yellow-haired man's arm hard. The man jumped up from the seat in pain, and was then pulled back by the seat belt.

you are not……

Is there enough strength!!!

Although Huangmao really wanted to shout like that, he backed off because he just noticed that the doctor's chest muscles were bigger than his head.

"Don't worry, you just suffered some minor injuries," the man loosened his hand when he saw the yellow-haired man give in. "But based on your reaction just now, I suspect you may have had some problems with your head, probably a concussion or something. Let's go back and give you another checkup."

"I see."

The yellow-haired man rubbed his arm.

I always feel...

It seems like I forgot something very important.

"Um, may I ask who called 120?" The yellow-haired man pinched his nose.

man……

woman……

light……

car……

bath towel……

Countless intermittent fragments made Huangmao once again hold his head and groan because of the headache.

"Ah, you must thank me when you come back," the man raised his eyebrows, "I was worried that something might happen to you, so I stayed here until we arrived before leaving."

【pain!】

"Well, do they have, and what characteristics do they have?" the yellow-haired man frowned.

The hazy and fragmented memories are being pieced together bit by bit, but there is still something missing, something very important.

"Ah, speaking of which, let's not talk about that lovely girl, that guy..."

The man's expression was extremely subtle.

"Naked. No, to be more precise, I just had a towel wrapped around my waist."

Huangmao's eyes widened in an instant.

The fog covering the memory fragments quickly dissipated, and the disordered fragments began to emerge.

A beautiful woman, a man with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, a luxury car, a beautiful female corpse in the back seat of the luxury car, and two people standing outside the car looking down at him like the god of death.

"Quick, call the police!"

The yellow-haired man's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Ah, that's what we were planning just now. The insurance company is probably off work, and only the police can do the on-site appraisal. However, considering that you are suspected of drunk driving and have disrupted official duties, the police will not complain about this kind of thing..."

"That's not it!"

Before the man could say anything, the yellow-haired man reached out and grabbed the man's wrist.

"There's something wrong with those two people who called 120!"

"Emmm... Indeed, it is quite problematic from the perspective of social ethics," the man touched his chin and nodded seriously, "She only wore a bath towel or something. At least let the pretty girl wear it. A grown man is just an eyesore to me."

This doctor...

There's something wrong with your brain!

"Those two are murderers!"

Huangmao took a deep breath and said seriously.

"The two of them killed someone, wrapped the body in a bath towel and threw it in the back seat. I saw it!"

"Hmm? Why don't you blow it first, young man?"

As he spoke, the man moved the alcohol concentration testing machine closer to the yellow-haired man's mouth.

"I'm not kidding you!!! I actually saw a dead body!"

Huangmao was so angry that he jumped up, but unfortunately he was stuck by the seat belt and couldn't jump up at all.

"Yeah, that's it. If you want to hide the body, why not just throw it in the trunk?" The man stood back helplessly. He was fed up with the yellow-haired guy grabbing his hands or clothes at every turn.

"So the trunk is already filled with other bodies! If I hadn't seen the bodies, how could I have crashed the car!!!"

"Like if you're drunk."

……

"You just want me to test it! Let me test it!"

The yellow-haired man stretched out his hand towards the man with a twitching mouth.

"I just proposed a possibility."

The man smiled and placed the machine in his hands.

"Then what do you mean by repeatedly mentioning it?"

The yellow-haired man rolled his eyes and blew hard into the mouthpiece, then pressed the machine hard in the man's hand.

"That's it!"

"Well, it's not over the limit, so..."

The man looked at the yellow-haired man with a subtle expression.

"You're not on drugs, are you?"

……

"Do I look like one!"

The man tilted his head and looked at the nurses not far away, then raised his hand and pointed at the yellow-haired man.

"Do you think he looks like him?"

Blonde hair, tattoos, strong smell of cigarette smoke in the car, and dark circles under the eyes.

"picture!"

The nurses shouted in unison.

Huangmao almost vomited blood.

Although he smokes, drinks, perms his hair, and fights, he still knows what he should touch and what he shouldn't touch.

"You can't discriminate against yellow-haired people!!!"