Chapter 1080 (2/2)

Yang Xi Xi fell on Shang Xiong's body, and the jade hand still tightly grasped the handle of the knife. Her delicate body twitched and sobbed. Her hair was messy, and her face and clothes were all splashed with blood.

Li Qing threw the video tape on the table and walked slowly to Yang Xixi. One hand wrapped around her slender waist, and the other broke her soft jade hand holding the knife.

Yang Xixi's cheeks were pale, tears mixed with messy hair pasted on his cheeks, and his delicate body shook and choked.

”Did you kill for the first time?” Li Qinghuan held Yang Xixi up and asked such a question.

Yang Xi Xi lowered his head and still didn't stop crying. She also didn't go to see Li Qing and never spoke.

Li Qing helped Yang Xi smooth her hair, put her hands on her cheeks, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips: ”if it's the first time, you're qualified.”

”Leave it to me next.” Li Qing took Yang Xixi to one side of the chair and sat down, then looked down and glanced at Shang Xiong's body on the floor.

He put his hand into his pocket, took out his mobile phone and called Fang Yong directly.

”Are you asleep?”

”Not yet. I'm a night owl. Don't want to sleep before midnight.” Fang Yong replied with a smile, ”brother Qing, what's up?”

”Something's up,” Li Qing said slightly. ”If you have time, come to Qianshan Road. Call two people and drive a larger truck. I have a body to deal with.”

After a moment of silence, Fang Yong's stunned voice came: ”brother Qing, did you kill again?”

”Hehe, there is another murderer this time.” Li Qing smiled and glanced at Yang Xixi around him, ”but this human life can also be counted on me.”

”Who is the dead? Do you have a background?”

”Er... There's no background. It's the first dish.” Li Qing turned her eyes and replied carelessly.

Fang Yong took a long sigh of relief: ”that's good, that's good. I'm scared to death by you. Send me the detailed address by text message. I'll call someone and hurry there right away.”

”Well, I'll wait for you here.” Li Qing hung up the call, edited a text message, and then put the mobile phone back in his pocket.

He went to the window, unscrewed a bottle of soda on the table, came back and handed it to Yang Xixi.

Yang Xi Xi twisted his two jade hands together, and his fingers were full of blood. She kept her head down and just stared at the tip of her shoes. She didn't look at Shang Xiong's body or Li Qing.

Seeing that Yang was reluctant to answer, Li Qing withdrew her hand, put the soda to her mouth, took a sip, then pulled a chair at will, and the two sat down across Shang Xiong's body.

Li Qing stared at Shang Xiong's hand on the floor, and his eyes were thoughtful. At the bottom of his heart, he compared the hand with the blood fingerprint on the door and found that the two couldn't match. The blood handprint is small and exquisite, and the hand in front is obviously too big.

”That's interesting...” Li Qing thought silently.

Neither of them spoke. After waiting so quietly for a long time, suddenly there was a knock at the door.

”Brother Qing, brother Qing?” Fang Yong's voice came from the door.

Li Qing got up and opened the door.

Fang Yong squeezed into the room, followed by two men in black. Both of them carried things. One of them had a large suitcase in his hand, while the other had a barrel of gasoline in his hand. They put their things by the door and bowed respectfully to Li Qing: ”master.”

”Yes.” Li Qing nodded his head gently.

Fang Yong stared at Yang Xixi's back, and his cheeks filled with an incredible look again. He looked at Li Qing, then nodded at the two men in Black: ”do it.”

”Yes.”

The two men were very professional. They searched the body first, and then carefully cleaned up the fingerprints and hair. Finally, they wrapped Shang Xiong's body in a large plastic bag and stuffed it into a large suitcase in an extremely incredible posture.

Around Shang Xiong's morgue, the surrounding floors were tilted off to form a circle of fire belts. All the garbage and clothes related to Shang Xiong in the house, including those videotapes, gathered together, poured gasoline and burned them together with the blood.

Thick smoke billowed and the smell was pungent. Yang Xi could not help but cover his mouth with his jade hand and cough,

Li Qing took off her windbreaker and put it on Yang Xixi. She pulled it tightly in front of her, which properly covered a large amount of blood on Yang Xixi's chest clothes.

”Go back to take a bath, change this dress and burn it, remember?” Li Qing stared at Yang Xixi's still pale cheek with a cold voice.

Yang Xi nodded.

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