allendalepharm Chapter 615 Don’t Die…
Chapter 615 Don’t Die…
He moved closer to the self in his dream and carefully read the words on the test report.
'A large amount of drug ingredients that can cause coma were detected'
……What's the meaning?
The 'Zhu Fu Jingguang' in the dream just took a look and put down the test report, then picked up the photo next to it.
The first thing that came into view was a blurry surveillance screenshot.
The shooting scene should be on a rainy night. All that can be seen from above is a white figure running quickly past the surveillance camera.
Then there are the same surveillance screenshots.
The unclear figure was vaguely outlined as that person in my mind.
...No one can do this except him.
Zhu Fu Jingguang on the side watched silently until the 'he' in the dream turned over the last picture.
That was a photo of mud footprints on a big tree.
This footprint is very strange, both in terms of the point of force and the shape.
Ordinary people can never do this.
"…What kind of evidence is this?"
Zhu Fu Jingguang heard "himself" say this, and then swept all the things into the trash can.
The action of venting anger is actually an escape.
'He' doesn't believe it.
The scene in front of me distorted and changed, falling into a large forest.
The sky was dark and rain was drizzling.
There were police officers searching for something all around.
"It's really scary..."
Zhu Fu Jingguang heard someone passing by say this.
He looked around and first saw Inspector Megure, and then discovered Yuya Kazami standing not far away.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who didn't know why the other party was here, floated over.
At the same time, he also saw the scene behind the cordon - a huge pit.
The land that was bombed was charred black, and the dripping rain was washing it, as if trying to destroy the only remaining evidence.
What happened?
Morofushi Kagemitsu thought about the conversation he had just had with Amuro Toru.
The next second, as if to confirm his guess, there were some messy footsteps coming from a distance.
Zhu Fu Jingguang turned around and happened to see "himself" wearing a raincoat and Amuro Toru passing through the crowd and running to the edge of the big pit.
Seeing Toru Amuro coming back, Yuya Kazami stepped forward and reported everything he had just discovered.
Remaining surveillance lines, secret laboratories, unconventional explosives, and a horrific death toll...
All kinds of unreasonable signs seemed to tell Zhu Fujingguang that it was him who did it.
This is definitely the work of Yun Xianhe.
"He's not here."
Zhu Fu Jingguang heard "himself" say this, then turned around and left the scene.
The scene changes again.
In the cozy living room, the smiling brave raised his glass to himself and said loudly:
"Mr. Guang, cheers! Happy Chinese Valentine's Day! I wish our friendship will last forever!"
No, that's not right.
Tonight, the other party clearly said "friendship lasts forever", and the time was not 11:59.
Amid the sound of clinking glasses, Zhu Fu Jingguang in the soul state covered his forehead with some pain.
He frowned as he watched himself in his dream drink the glass of wine, then fainted on the spot and lost consciousness.
The test report that said 'contains a large amount of drug ingredients that can cause coma' flashed through my mind.
Zhu Fujing looked blankly at Yun Xianhe who was holding "him", and heard him chuckle and said calmly:
"Good night, Mr. Light."
Rumbling--
The heavy rain came down with a crackling sound.
The scene in front of me blurred for a short time, then distorted again and turned into a forest.
The gray sky was low and the raindrops hitting my face felt slightly cool.
Everywhere you look you see severed limbs of human bodies.
The patches of blood were painted on the dark green canvas like ink splash art.
The strong smell of blood came slowly, constantly stimulating the nerve center, causing the stomach to shrink and even make one want to vomit.
A horrific, hellish scene.
When Zhu Fujingguang suddenly saw this scene, his hands and feet felt numb and cold, as if someone was strangling him by the neck and he couldn't make a sound.
The indigo eyes trembled, the lips turned pale, and he murmured silently:
what happened……
The woods and the bodies could not answer his questions.
"Haha...hahaha!"
A hoarse and intermittent laugh came from behind.
Zhu Fu Jingguang turned around stiffly and saw the person covered in blood, the person he had been looking for in his dream all night.
The other person's expression was calm and painful, and he tilted his head away, unwilling to look at "himself" and Amuro Toru in the distance.
Zhu Fujingguang heard the other party's pleading voice:
"Dont look at me."
It seemed like I would burst into tears in the next second.
But the boy didn't seem to care about his momentary loss of composure.
The blood-stained face suddenly smiled again.
Zhu Fujingguang looked at Yun Xianhe in his dream and forced himself to hide the fatigue in his eyes. His hoarse voice was filled with a sense of relief:
"I'll forget it in no time."
Forget,...what?
Wait a minute, Xianhe, what are you going to do? !
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was watching from the sidelines, was filled with disbelief when he saw Yun Xianhe take out the dagger and hold it against his heart.
He wanted to snatch the knife from the other person's hand.
But the dream obviously didn't want him to get involved.
Even the 'he' in the distance was restrained by the stranger.
Zhu Fu Jingguang's mind was in a mess.
He heard Toru Amuro's questions to those people and heard his own cries to keep them.
I heard Yun Xianhe's nonchalant disdain—he said he didn't remember.
How is this possible? How is this possible!
"You taught me this! How could you possibly forget!"
Zhu Fu Jingguang shouted at the person in the dream.
The knife was replaced with a needle.
Zhu Fu Jingguang stretched out his hand, trying to stop the other party from injecting the unknown liquid into his body.
But Yun Xianhe in the dream couldn't hear what he said.
In the dream, 'he' had his eyes covered.
One could no longer see the determination and desperate spirit in those darkening, heterochromatic eyes.
why!
"This is not your fault! Stop! Stop it! Xianhe! Don't do this!"
Zhu Fu Jingguang shouted and rushed towards Yun Xianhe in the dream.
The next second, I felt a strong sense of weightlessness in my body.
Bang, boom!
"Hmm, s--uh..."
The sound of collision and sharp pain are transmitted to the brain at the same time.
Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was half asleep and half awake, fell in the gap between the bed and the bedside table, unable to struggle out for a while.
The sound of my heart pounding with fear filled my eardrums.
Zhu Fu Jingguang blinked hard, and in the darkness, his sight was barely able to focus on the lampshade on the ceiling through the moonlight that seeped through the curtains.
The pain from hitting the bedside table and the dizziness from the alcohol that had not yet dissipated filled my head, making my temples throb.
The cold floor awakened some rationality.
Zhu Fu Jingguang held his hit head, struggled to sit up from the ground, and looked around in confusion.
Is this a bedroom?
How could he...wait a minute, Xianhe!
The man who remembered something struggled to get up and staggered out.
The brave man who was sleeping soundly in his dream felt that he was lying in a light cloud the last second.
The next second, he felt something tightly wrapped around his arm, trying to drag him down and kill him!
The sweet dream turned into a nightmare, and the young man frowned in pain. He subconsciously wanted to punch to death the thing that dared to entangle him!
[Master, Zhu Fu Jingguang is here. 】
The timely reminder made the fist that was swung out retract its strength halfway, and finally it hit Zhu Fu Jingguang's shoulder limply.
"Hmm? Mr. Guang?"
"do not die……"
"...?"
Yun Xianhe, who was half asleep and half awake, blinked in confusion.
'113, why can't I see anything? I'm blind... Oh, yes, I'm blind.'