Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Shen Zhichu inspected each room, the floor-to-ceiling windows could not be broken, but the rooms inside had sliding windows that could be opened, she was small enough to be able to turn out the windows but could not get in.

There are at least eight meters to go down from here. If she accidentally falls, she will be disabled if she does not die, not to mention there are people watching below, so she may not be able to run out even if she can jump down.

Now it's a dead end, we can only wait for Lu Tingchuan to wake up, to see if he can willingly open his eyes and pupils to unlock and let her go.

Shen Zhichu searched around the room and entered a laboratory, which contained various colorful potions. These potions had strange colors, which made people shudder and brought back Shen Zhichu's bad memories.

Once she had tried the pain of these potions.

Shen Zhichu overturned and dumped all the potions in the room, and smashed them if they could not be poured. There was a crackling sound of glass breaking in the room, as if to vent.

There are a few tubes left in the syringe, and I don't know what kind of medicine it is, but it's not a good thing anyway.

Lu Tingchuan likes to experiment with these potions that stimulate people's pain nerves. They can kill a person with pain, but they are not fatal. If you tie someone to a wall and torture them, life would be worse than death.

Shen Zhichu looked at everything in front of him, but what appeared in his mind was the self who was tied to a wooden board with his collarbone pierced, his ten fingers disabled, and his voice was hoarse.

Shen Zhichu closed his eyes fiercely, Lu Tingchuan brought her here, faced with a room full of potions, it is not difficult to imagine that he wanted her to experience the past, but what he never expected was that he fell down first and became himself.

Shen Zhichu didn't know how long the medicine powder in the ring could stun a person, and he didn't know if the medicine could wake him up when the medicine strongly stimulated the pain nerves.

She stood in front of Lu Tingchuan, her eyes were red, her eyelashes were trembling, and her index finger, which was as white as jade, gently lifted the man's chin.

After she untied the tie on Lu Tingchuan's neck, the collar was loose and exposed a large part of his neck. She reached out and touched the artery on his neck, and the blood vessel transferred to his arm. She held up the syringe in her hand and tried the liquid After confirming that it can be perfectly inserted into a person's blood vessel, it is aimed at his arm and pierced down.

Shen Zhichu saw the blood vessels protruding from Lu Tingchuan's neck, and the arteries throbbed violently, as if they would burst into blood.

His complexion changed from pale to crimson. Shen Zhichu clearly watched the changes in Lu Tingchuan's body. This medicine... should be the medicine he injected into her back then.

After Shen Zhichu injected the whole medicine into Lu Tingchuan's body, it was almost a miracle. She heard Lu Tingchuan groan, and then a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

His eyelids kept moving, but he still couldn't open them, as if he was bound in a nightmare and couldn't wake up.

In the kitchen, Shen Zhichu took a basin of cold water and poured it directly on Lu Tingchuan.

The temperature in late autumn was very low, and the cold water splashed on his body made people shiver. After struggling a few times, Lu Tingchuan opened his eyes, which were scary as if they had been flushed with blood.

After waking up, he felt a severe pain in his left arm, a kind of collapse and he couldn't use his strength, followed by head swelling, as if a balloon was stuffed inside and was constantly inflating to open his forehead.

Lu Tingchuan took a breath. This pain was very familiar. He lowered his head and glanced at the ground, and he saw a potion on the ground.

He grinned, from silent to low, the voice became louder and louder, he laughed, and his body trembled.

Shen Zhichu threw away the basin in his hand, and stood in front of Lu Tingchuan: "I want to go out."

Lu Tingchuan didn't seem to hear it, he was still smiling, probably never thought that one day the things he did to Shen Zhichu would be reflected on himself, he and Shen Zhichu would switch places, and he would be the one being tortured.

He looked up at Shen Zhichu, endured the pain, and bared his teeth: "Shen Zhichu, when you chose to commit suicide three years ago to avenge Li Jingshen, I felt sorry for you, because I think you and I should be the same kind of person, good at Pretend, on the surface, the tyrannical elements that appear to be well-behaved in the body have no place to be placed, how about it, when I injected that medicine into my body, did I taste the joy I had never experienced before!"

"Don't compare me to you, I'm disgusting, you tortured me because you couldn't handle the depth of field, it's useless to put it bluntly, I became a victim of your trash, and I just put your past on me All the pain on my body will be returned to you.”

While speaking, Shen Zhichu took out another potion. A person with good looks has beautiful hands, as white as jade, with slender fingertips, and the nails are dyed a light pink.

With his head down, Shen Zhichu poured the medicine into the injection in a graceful manner.

It's just that the appearance has not changed after changing the soul, but I don't know why it is getting more and more beautiful, and the four or five cents of beauty that Shen Qing showed in the past has now been brought to the extreme.

Especially now, when she curls her lips and smiles, she looks coquettish and unparalleled, bringing disaster to the country and the people, but her crow-feather eyelashes carry a strong sense of hostility.

Shen Zhichu took the syringe and walked from Lu Tingchuan to behind her. She squeezed his fingers: "Let's play a game too."