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

Shen Zhichu went around behind Lu Tingchuan, knelt down and squeezed his hand.

Lu Tingchuan's hand had distinct joints, and there was a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips. Shen Zhichu looked at his ten fingers, as if patiently selecting vegetables in a vegetable market, and finally she pinched Lu Tingchuan's left index finger.

"I'll give you two choices now. One, turn on the elevator and let me go, and I'll let you go. Two, you'd rather die today."

Lu Tingchuan closed his eyes and said nothing.

Shen Zhichu had expected such a result a long time ago, but he still couldn't help laughing: "It seems that you don't want me to leave."

As Shen Zhichu said, the syringe needle pointed at his index fingernail and pierced it.

Ten fingers connected to heart, this pain is enough for him to remember for a lifetime, Shen Zhichu's hands trembled a little, but he still pushed the medicine into it.

Lu Tingchuan just groaned, his hands subconsciously struggling and shaking.

"Did you think when you were researching these drugs that they might be used on you someday?"

The needle directly pierced the nail, bleeding profusely. It was just one finger. Shen Zhichu was in much more pain than this. Thinking about 28 tiny steel needles makes one shudder.

The stimulating drug spread to the whole body along the fingers, the scalp was numb, and the body couldn't stand the spasm. Lu Tingchuan could suppress the pain, but he couldn't control the body's reaction. He broke out in cold sweat and tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

After all, Shen Zhichu is not Lu Tingchuan, he will not feel the pleasure in this process, and he will not have the joy after revenge. Time has long smoothed out the corners of hatred, and only when he thinks of Bai Qiu will the flame burn.

"Does it hurt?"

Lu Tingchuan raised his head and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. After a while, he clenched his teeth and bared his teeth: "Don't say these words to me in Shen Qing's voice."

Lu Tingchuan kept his eyes closed, even though he knew that the person now was Shen Zhichu, he just didn't want to see "Shen Qing" showing hatred towards him.

"You can't take it anymore?" Shen Zhichu's tone now is very similar to Lu Tingchuan's tone when he tortured her back then.

"You have to know that Shen Qing has persisted for two years. When he was with you, he suffered all kinds of mental insults from you. After leaving you, he faced the whole Internet gangsters. You may not know that Shen Qing suffered from severe depression when he was with you. disease."

"She has depression?" His voice was hollow and hoarse, Lu Tingchuan's eyelashes struggled, and finally he opened his eyes, his pupils shrank slightly, and the crystal-like tears showed a tearing and broken feeling under the light.

The medicine Shen Zhichu injected into his body had already taken effect, and the pain in his body was like tearing muscles, but no pain could compare to the heart.

"You said Shen Qing was depressed when he was with me?"

To be precise, Shen Qing's depression was diagnosed after leaving Lu Tingchuan.

Lu Tingchuan had a great impact on her mental pressure, intimidation, threats, persecution, insults... leaving Lu Tingchuan, facing the persecution of the brokerage company and the abuse of netizens, these became the last thing that crushed her to death straw.

But Lu Tingchuan didn't believe Shen Zhichu's words: "Impossible, she didn't tend to be depressed when she was with me, why didn't she tell me if she was depressed?"

"If you humiliate her as a stand-in, will you care whether she has depression or whether she is in a good mood? People like you just treat people as toys. Talking about self-esteem and mood are superfluous, right?"

Shen Zhichu thought about the list of depression cases that Shen Qing kept in the closet, and his heart ached.

Shen Qing only had an examination, and after he was diagnosed with severe depression, he never went to the hospital.

Shen Qing didn't have any savings, so depression was a disease that came with it, and there was no money to treat it. It was a disease that the poor dared not get. Instead of living in pain, it was better to die easily, and she also chose this way.

After Shen Zhichu finished speaking, he continued to prepare new medicine for injection.

Lu Tingchuan's nerves were already a little delirious under the influence of the drugs.

Shen Zhichu pushed the chair to the elevator entrance, tested the distance, and after confirming that the pupils could be unlocked, he raised Lu Tingchuan's head.

Lu Tingchuan had noticed it a long time ago and closed his eyes.

"It's all up to this point, and you still refuse to let me go."

"I was just wondering if Shen Qing would be able to come back after you died."

"So what if she comes back?"

"sorry."

Shen Zhichu didn't expect to hear these three words from Lu Tingchuan's mouth, she always thought that such a person would disdain to apologize.

"Shen Qingque didn't say I'm sorry, let alone how much is your apology worth? You are a person who doesn't even believe in your heart, how true is the sorry that comes out of your mouth?" Shen Zhichu's expression slowly froze, she I don't want to waste any more time on Lu Tingchuan.

It was getting dark outside, and even if she went out later, it would not be easy to go back.

Shen Zhichu clenched the syringe in his hand and aimed it at Li Jingshen's neck: "I'm not very patient, for everything you've done to me, killing Bai Qiu in front of me is enough to kill you thousands of times gone."

The needle has already pierced that layer of flesh, "I just need to apply a little force now, and this needle can pierce the aorta in your neck. You should know how it feels. Look at this tube of medicine. The five medicines in my body are more powerful than the meeting."

Lu Tingchuan glanced at the medicine in Shen Zhichu's hand. It was a weird green color. This medicine was upgraded and hadn't been tested yet, but judging by the content, this one sticks into the artery and spreads all over the body instantly with the blood flow. The aorta in the neck is the closest to the brain, so it can easily cause brain necrosis.

"There is a communicator in the room, you can call the people below me." Lu Tingchuan's voice was weak, "I can't see clearly now, and the elevator door can't open if my pupils can't focus."

"where?"

"It's in the room where these medicines are stored, in the drawer under the laboratory table."

Shen Zhichu put down her hands, turned around and went back, and sure enough, she found the communicator in that drawer, and she went back to the elevator entrance.

Get in touch with the people below.

"Your President Lu is being kidnapped by me now. If you want him to be safe, open the elevator door and prepare a car." Shen Zhichu pushed Lu Tingchuan to the floor-to-ceiling window. After saying this, he found that the figure downstairs looked up at her. direction.

Regardless of whether they could see it or not, the syringe in Shen Zhichu's hand was always facing Lu Tingchuan's neck.

As for her courage, Shen Qing couldn't learn it all his life. In fact, the two of them seem completely different now, and they don't even think they look much alike. Why did he ask Shen Qing to be Shen Zhichu's substitute in the first place?

At this moment, there was a booming sound outside. Shen Zhichu saw the leaves shaking outside the window. She raised her head and saw a helicopter slowly approaching this floor.