Chapter 393: Chapter 393 Heavenly Fortune (35)
Tian Shengli died.
According to the police investigation, he apparently drank pesticide, mistaking it for alcohol after getting drunk.
The clues seed to stop there.
But before the police arrived, Chuzheng found a feather on Tian Shengli’s body.
A black feather, which Chuzheng was all too familiar with.
Sang ng, that bastard!
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Chuzheng called the person who had taken Sang ng away.
“Miss Chuzheng? Sang ng? Ah… she was taken by our professor, I’m not clear about… the professor’s contact information? Wait a mont… Let find it.”
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All sorts of tubes spread across the floor, and the room was surrounded by instrunts flashing various data and lines.
A huge transparent glass tank stood in the middle of the room.
A person was curled up inside the glass tank.
Her limbs and head had various tubes inserted into them, and she stared pale-faced at a certain spot.
This person was Sang ng.
After being taken to the laboratory, she endured all sorts of torture.
Now, she had been brought here by that so-called professor.
There was another person in the room, facing away from Sang ng, working on sothing on the computer.
Sang ng propped herself up to sit, and instantly the room’s instrunts started beeping with alarm.
The professor turned around and warned her, “Don’t move around.”
The professor walked up to the glass tank and examined her as if she was rchandise, looking her up and down.
“When will you tell what I want to know?”
A cold sneer twisted Sang ng’s pale face.
“How’s the task I gave you coming along?”
“Don’t worry, I’ve done everything as you asked,” the professor replied.
“I’ll wait for the results before I tell you,” Sang ng said. “Otherwise, even if you kill , I won’t tell you.”
The professor’s face turned slightly unpleasant.
“Fine, I’ll wait.”
The professor snorted coldly and left, flinging his sleeves.
Sang ng’s venomous eyes followed the professor’s retreating figure.
As the professor reached the door, he suddenly stepped back in, raising his hands slowly.
Sang ng was blocked by the professor and couldn’t see the other side.
But her instincts told her soone had arrived…
“Miss… Miss Chuzheng,” the professor said nervously, looking at the gun in Chuzheng’s hand. “Let’s talk this over, be careful with that gun.”
“Bang—”
“Ah!”
The professor fell to the floor, clutching his leg and wailing in pain.
Sang ng saw the girl standing at the door.
Her expression was as cold as an ancient ice pit, as she stepped in, reigning like a king returned from the abyss to the human realm.
“What did I warn you?” Chuzheng walked up to the professor, looking down at him from above.
You dared to lay hands on the Good Person Card, thinking your life was too long, you bastard?
The professor, clutching his leg, cringed backward in terror.
The girl’s words of warning were still ringing in his ears.
At first, he had indeed kept his promise to her, but as his research progressed, along with Sang ng’s deception, he forgot that promise.
He wanted to gain more information from Sang ng.
Therefore, he agreed to Sang ng’s suggestion…
“Chuzheng!” Sang ng, mustering strength from sowhere, slamd against the glass tank, emitting a dull sound.
Her hands clenched into fists, and her face pressed against the glass was slightly twisted with her eyes filled with malice and hatred.
“How did you know it was ?”
“I didn’t,” Chuzheng said calmly, as if speaking about the day’s weather. “I just ca to try my luck.”
After all, she had seen that black mist only around Sang ng.
As it turned out, her luck wasn’t so bad.
She had overheard Sang ng and the professor’s conversation upon arriving.
Although it wasn’t explicit, it wasn’t hard to guess.
Sang ng suddenly cald down, sitting back in the glass tank.
“Let guess, you ca here… because sothing happened to your Chu Wu?”
“Ha. I won’t let him die, don’t worry. I want him to tornt you.”
Without Chuzheng asking, Sang ng eagerly spoke up.
“The darkness deep in his heart will be magnified infinitely, no one can save him, unless… you kill him.”
“But could you bear to kill him?”
Sang ng’s smile was malicious.
“You can’t bear to, can you? So… all you can do is tornt each other.”
“Even if you don’t kill him, he will fall into a worse state due to those negative emotions, and in the end…”
Sang ng spread her arms, silently making a ‘bang’ with her lips.
She laughed maniacally.
She was a Fallen Angel, and what she excelled at most was fully unleashing the darkness and desires within a human’s heart.
“If I can’t feel good, neither can you, haha!”
The room was filled with only Sang ng’s abrupt laughter, harsh and piercing.
After a while, the laughter stopped, and Sang ng clenched her fist and pounded it on the glass, roaring loudly.
“Why aren’t you scared? What are you looking at like that for? You should be afraid! You should beg !!”
Sang ng imagined a scene where Chuzheng knelt down and begged her, feeling a surge of pleasure.
“In your dreams,” Chuzheng said coldly, interrupting Sang ng’s fantasy.
Sang ng angrily pounded the glass, dislodging the tubes on her body, and her blood splattered on the glass, saring one bloody handprint after another with her hands.
“Then just watch him die! Hahaha!!”
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Chuzheng walked out of the building; a fine drizzle fell from the sky, and the foggy air made it difficult to see far.
Soone next to her ca with an umbrella, shielding her from the rain.
“Miss Chuzheng…”
Chuzheng wiped the blood from her fingers with a clean handkerchief, took the umbrella, and as she did, the handkerchief slipped through her fingers and fell to the ground, getting trampled by soone’s foot amidst the rain.
The person who handed her the umbrella shivered uncontrollably as he watched Chuzheng’s retreating figure.
This girl…
Was terrifying.
When Chuzheng got back ho, the house was pitch dark; she didn’t turn on the light but went straight to the bedroom.
“Baby?”
Chu Wu’s hoarse voice rang out.
Click.
The bedroom light ca on, revealing the person on the bed.
Chu Wu’s eyes were red, and he looked at her with a pale face.
“Baby, why have you tied up?”
He had found himself bound when he woke up.
No matter how much he shouted, no one responded.
If he weren’t in his familiar room, Chu Wu might have thought he was kidnapped.
“Don’t you rember what you’ve done?”
Chu Wu had a sowhat fuzzy impression.
“I seem… Fubao was injured, I wanted to clean the wound, but…”
Chu Wu’s face turned even paler.
He looked at Chuzheng sowhat at a loss: “I…”
Seeing the blood on Fubao’s body, he felt as if he were bewitched.
“Fubao…”
“It’s okay.”
Chuzheng sat on the edge of the bed, reached out to brush his hair, then after a mont placed her hand on his head and gently rubbed it.
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
Chuzheng comforted him briefly, but Chu Wu’s complexion showed no signs of improvent.
“Baby, let go…” Chu Wu looked at her pleadingly.
“No, you’ve been naughty.” If I let you go, what if you take a knife and chop up in my sleep?
Chuzheng leaned down to kiss him: “Are you hungry?”
“You… let go first.”
“No.” Chuzheng covered him with the blanket: “I’ll go get you sothing to eat.”
Chu Wu: “!!!”
Chu Wu must be hungry after Chuzheng had been away for so long.
With his hands and feet bound, Chuzheng held the food to feed him.
Chu Wu, not wanting to dispute with his own stomach, ate obediently.
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