He stabbed the knife edge steadily on his wrist, preparing to make a cut, when he suddenly heard Su Meng standing next to him and yelling at him, "What are you doing?"

He dropped the hand holding the knife to the side and clenched the cut hand. A large amount of blood dripped down his arm due to the movement of his hand. The cuffs of his white shirt were stained red. He joked lightly, "I didn't do anything."

, have some fun. Does Mr. Su have any objections?" He wanted to hide the knife behind his back, but why should he be afraid of letting her see him holding the knife again? He is this kind of person, and has always been.

After Su Meng went to the bathroom, she returned to the office to pick up her forgotten luggage. When she walked out of the door of the police station, she heard the sound of rummaging through garbage bags. She felt uneasy in her heart. When she walked to the garbage dump, she saw the scene of him mutilating himself.

Countless pictures and sounds flashed through her mind, but when she saw that the knife was about to cut through the flesh, she was angry and hurt.

Li Zhien thought for a while and decided to accept these items. He planned to keep the items that had a common memory at that time and sell the others for charity. Then he said, "Can you send the items to where I live now?" Su Meng nodded.

, "Okay, I will ask him to send the items to the location you specify." Li Zhien didn't want to face her amnesiac lover again.

After agreeing on a delivery time, both parties left the hotel.

During a meal, two sad women lamented their lost love.

Su Meng returned home and called Song Qingchi, "If you have time this week, pack Captain Park's old belongings and send them to where Miss Li Zhien lives now. She wants to keep these belongings."

As soon as Song Qingchi heard the phone ringing, he picked up the phone excitedly. He didn't expect that he was talking about this matter, so he could only say "Okay" in despair.

Su Meng made sure that he knew about this, so she hung up the phone and sent him the information via text message.

Song Qingchi turned off his cell phone, got up and walked to Su Meng's command room. As soon as he entered, he seemed to be walking around casually, and accidentally looked into Wu Xianhao's eyes. Song Qingchi was instantly aware of the panic hidden in the other person's eyes.

Looking at Su Meng's vacant seat, he silently read a name in his heart - Su Meng.

Wu Xianhao got goosebumps from the look in his eyes, and then watched him turn around and leave without saying a word. He breathed a sigh of relief silently. He didn't know if he should tell Chief Su Zhongxin about such a trivial matter. After thinking about it, he decided to tell Chief Su Zhongxin

I sent a text message to inform him that Park Canxi had just come to the command room for a walk and left without saying anything.

Su Meng was about to close the door and leave Song Qingchi's apartment when she received a text message from Wu Xianhao. She involuntarily clenched her fingers holding the bag. She then drove to the office of the Physical Evidence Section and took Park Canxi's body that she had brought out of her home.

The handwriting and the documents dug out from Song Qingchi's home were handed over to the staff. The results of the appraisal will not be known until tomorrow.

Su Meng left the evidence department listlessly, sat in the car and fastened her seat belt. This place was very close to the police station. She wanted to leave here quickly. She didn't want to face Park Canxi now - or maybe it was Song.

Qingzhi.

Song Qingchi soon found out that Su Meng brought two copies of handwriting to the physical evidence department. He had thought about whether he was going to falsify the identification results. He could also make up excuses to fool Su Meng's suspicion this time. After all, it is so good to resurrect a corpse.

Not many people would believe in things about strange powers and deranged gods.

In fact, he also hopes that Su Meng knows who he is. He knows nothing about Park Canxi and has no interest in pretending to be like Park Canxi. If he wants to, he just needs to hide a little bit and learn more about her.

If he can fake it, no one will suspect him. He can even kill people who can expose him quietly. After all, his original plan was just to play with Su Mengwu Zhenhe.

He didn't expect that he would actually fall in love with Su Meng, and now they would live together like an ordinary couple, and he would be able to live a peaceful and happy life like an ordinary person.

It's not that he doesn't know that he is full of flaws, but he really wants Su Meng to see the real him as much as possible, and what kind of person the real Song Qingchi is. Do you know that the person you love is Song Taijiu?

But he was also afraid of what he would do if Su Meng knew the truth about all this.

Night has completely fallen on the earth, and Su Meng doesn't want to go home and meet Park Canxi, no, or should call him Song Qingchi. Does she still have to wait cowardly for tomorrow's handwriting appraisal report? Does it make sense?

I recalled that when I visited Cui Zhenhe's house, the servant muttered strangely, "Why is the police here again?"

And that day on the anniversary of Song Qingchi’s mother’s death, the smell of incense on his body. After recognizing that Song Qingchi became Park Chanxi, everything can be connected together, including his unmatched financial knowledge, that special

The sound of walking.

The world is cruel. Ever since her father was killed by Song Qingzhi, there has been no luck. She knows, she has always known... But why did the murderer who deserves to die become her?

Lover, why does this happen, why...

She felt that her throat, chest and heart were cramping, and it was strange that there was no tear in her eyes.

How could fate play such a trick on me?

Feeling overwhelmed, Su Meng booked a hotel to stay. Song Qingchi returned to Su Meng's home and couldn't wait for her to come, so he asked someone to check Su Meng's whereabouts and found out that she had settled in a hotel outside.

A heart gradually sinks to the bottom of the water, is the sentence pronounced like this?

Song Qingchi arrived at the hotel and rang the doorbell of Su Meng's room. When Su Meng heard the doorbell, she calmly guessed that the person outside the door should be her dear boyfriend and lover.

The trajectory of fate cannot be avoided by escaping.

Su Meng opened the door and stared coldly at the man in front of her, "You are following me? How can you follow me? Without my consent?"

Song Qingzhi knew that he was despicable and ashamed, but he still said, "I want to take you back. Let's go home and talk, okay? Not in this place, okay."

Su Meng found that she was almost mad. With tears in her eyes, she asked loudly, "How can you say such things to me? Go home? In the house my father bought for me? What are we talking about? Do I want to confront you?

?Say you are Song Qingchi? Do you mean the murderer? Tell me how you deceived me? How did you pretend to be my boyfriend? "

Song Qingchi once killed so many people without any sense of shame. He was not afraid of death or legal sanctions. It didn't matter if he was sentenced to death, jailed or locked up in a lunatic asylum. He had a very high temperature as he pleased. But at this moment, Su Meng's every question

Like a silver sword thrust into a vampire's chest, every word is judging him, and every word from his mouth makes him deeply frightened. He knows that this is just the beginning, and he can only say at a loss for words, "But I love you."

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Chapter completed!