Pure Darkness
Chapter 124
Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao were tied to a chair for a while, while two people pointed weapons at their heads respectively. Wen Rong stood on one side, far away from everyone else. Song Kun was still sitting upright behind the table, Qin Sheng and the other men by his side.
Oi! I am an article!
Wen Rong smiled and said, “King Simon, how did you know that I was the one who killed Zhao Jian?”
Song Kun also raised his head to look at the two of them.
Oi! I am an article!
The corner of Bo Jinyan's mouth twitched, and she said, “You did this crime when everything exploded suddenly and you were so excited. You leave so many traces, if I can not see it at a glance, it will insult my IQ.”
Song Kun could not believe that this person, at such a time, would still throw insults, and looked at him in silence. On the other hand, Wen Rong was still smiling, and asked with great interest, “Is that true? Say.”
Bo Jinyan looked at him and, unexpectedly, smiled meaningfully before she replied, “Keeping aside the fact that you fit the profile of the suspect in all aspects: height, dexterity in cutting, your big medical bag, your, your familiarity with the victim. . . You left a big clue at the deceased's house. I guess you will give a reason to provide medical treatment to enter Zhao Jian's house. Zhao Jian's house was very unkempt, but the only medical equipment used in the house there had been arranged very regularly – because you had tidied it up. Before killing him, you have used medical equipment, and if you do not get rid of everything, it will instantly attract attention. However, you forget your own neat habits. Moreover, just look at yourself – the outside of your white doctor suit is dirty, but you are wearing fresh clothes inside. If you really have just returned from the mountain and rushed to take care of Song Kun without time to change your clothes – should be like this in theory – then why are your pant legs so clean, while there is mud around the waist on the back of your coat? However, where do you worry, what is the difference if you are exposed? Before you came here, you were already poisoning the well water, enough to affect us all. If not for me and Jian Yao being on guard and not drinking tea, the current situation would be completely under your control, right?” while there is mud around the waist on the back of your coat? However, where do you worry, what is the difference if you are exposed? Before you came here, you were already poisoning the well water, enough to affect us all. If not for me and Jian Yao being on guard and not drinking tea, the current situation would be completely under your control, right?” while there is mud around the waist on the back of your coat? However, where do you worry, what is the difference if you are exposed? Before you came here, you were already poisoning the well water, enough to affect us all. If not for me and Jian Yao being on guard and not drinking tea, the current situation would be completely under your control, right?”
Wen Rong smiled. He did not deny anything, and simply said, “Ya.”
Oi! I am an article!
On the other hand, Song Kun was secretly shocked. He did not know when Wen Rong released the poison, and never imagined he would poison the well directly.
“How did you know he poisoned the well?” Song Kun asked.
Bo Jinyan looked up and glanced at Wen Rong's coat sleeve, where there was a grayish-green mark. “The arms are wet, and there are moss marks. There's moss on the edge of the well. In addition, he had to face the two opposing sides alone. For a doctor, the best method is poison. And, to put poison into drinking water.”
Song Kun looked at Wen Rong without saying anything.
Wen Rong laughed more gently and slowly repeated, “Indeed, the best method is poison.” Then, he looked at his watch and said, “Oh, we've been chatting for 5 minutes without us noticing, it's almost time.”
These words don't make sense. Song Kun and Qin Sheng stared blankly.
However, Bo Jinyan sighed and said, “Song Kun, I advise you not to make a deal with the demons, but you are not listening. How could there be a mutually beneficial exchange of interests with someone with abnormal psychology? He is not at all like you, criminals who are still bound by the will of this mortal life. How could he make life a goal? A killer of his caliber, of his type, gets his kick from playing with people and killing them sadistically. You are one of the assassins of Gu An, as well as an outstanding underworld crime boss. He has never killed anyone like you before, so how could he let you go?”
Song Kun's entire body shook violently. He looked up to see a dangerous smile floating on Wen Rong's lips. At the same time, the two gang members who were training their weapons on Bo Jinyan and Jian Yao suddenly clutched their chests and cried out in pain. With a red face, they fainted in an instant, a foaming mouth.
Bo Jinyan watched this unexpected event unfold before her in silence. Behind the tightly shut door could be heard the sounds of bodies constantly falling down. Needless to say that Song Kun's subordinates had fallen into a trap as well.
Jian Yao looked up and saw Wen Rong laughing opposite him before picking up Qin Sheng's gun from the ground. Inside the room, only he was still standing, and only they, with him, were still conscious. Maybe they're the only ones in the whole building. He glanced at Bo Jinyan and suddenly felt a jolt of courage. He kept his face expressionless while, behind his back, he used the method Fang Qing had taught him and frantically tried to struggle free from his bonds. He twisted and twisted his hand until he felt an acute pain, as if his wrist bone was about to break.
Wen Rong looked at Bo Jinyan with grim determination and said, “How do you know when I am giving poison?”
Bo Jinyan smiled mockingly and said, “If the poison was given to the water in the well, how much would it take? There is no way to control this situation. In addition, some people drink less water, some drink more; some people drink water early, some late. If the smallest accident happens, Song Kun will sense that something is wrong, and your plan will fail. Only gangsters who know nothing of your pharmacology and level of criminal expertise would believe such a thing. In fact, one pill per person provides precise control over the timing of poisoning and results in a much higher success rate. The moss and watermarks on your sleeve, as well as your previous responses, are all meant to mislead us and make us think that you have given poison to the well water. After that, then,
The smile on Wen Rong's face grew brighter as he said, “This is truly worthy of Simon King! Not even the smallest clue can escape your eagle's eyes. O you who have recovered his radiance indeed stirred fear in the hearts of the people. However, it is my turn to shine now. I'm sorry, I have to take care of the two of them first before I take care of the two of you – I always leave the best for last.”
When he said those two words, ‘caution-heart’, Jian Yao felt herself trembling in fear. Bo Jinyan said nothing.
Quickly, Wen Rong found a rope and tied Song Kun and Qin Sheng to the chair. Both of them were naturally still unconscious. After which, Wen Rong took out a tray containing a glittering and sharp scalpel from the medicine pouch beside him, and examined it charmingly.
He even started whistling lightly, looking completely comfortable. She looked a lot like Fu Ziyu with her white skin and her tall and slender figure, but she was a delicate and ruthless demon.
“What plans do you all have after this?” Bo Jinyan asked suddenly.
“Kita . .” The word had just come out of Wen Rong's mouth when his hand, fiddling with the scalpel, fell silent and he turned to look at Bo Jinyan. He laughed in spite of himself as he said, “Simon King, you are really too dangerous! Who says you have a pure and simple temperament?”
Bo Jinyan also smiled faintly. He had received the answer he wanted.
Jian Yao stared at the scalpel in Wen Rong's hand. He did not hesitate in the slightest that the same scalpel would cut off Bo Jinyan's chest and chest in the future.
He would never allow such a thing to happen.
A sharp pain throbbed through his fingers. His face was already slightly red, but he maintained his calm appearance. Half of his palm was almost free of ties. Fang Qing once said that most men would not be able to fight freely this way.
He turned his head to look at Bo Jinyan who was sitting, like a god, in silence.
For him, he will do it.
