Extrajudicial fanatic just wants to be a tool man

Song Jianyu walked all the way inward from the entrance of the advertising store. Less than 100 meters away from the dental clinic, he saw a total of three familiar plainclothes criminal policemen, all of whom were monitoring the clinic in the corner.

The person who walked into the surveillance view of the crowd, walked into the dental clinic with his old waist supported without changing his face.

In the store, Yi Renxin sat at his desk intact and played games on his mobile phone.

The sound of footsteps came, and the young man in a white coat subconsciously looked up at the passer-by, and saw the patient who was at least 60 years old walking up the steps. His eyes passed through the glass door of the clinic, and he saw in the distance a person who appeared from time to time outside a few days ago. Monitoring the figure, Yi Renxin put down his phone with a smile on his face and looked at Song Jianyu, "Grandma, why are you uncomfortable?"

"I don't feel comfortable anywhere, I'll wash my teeth first."

Song Jianyu walked straight to the treatment room at the back of his store, opened the door familiarly, sat on a chair and lay down.

Yi Renxin, who came in after him, held the teeth cleaning tool and frowned slightly as he watched the other party's skillful movements.

His memory told him that the man in his fifties had never been to his clinic.

But the other party is familiar, as if they have been here countless times.

Yi Renxin walked over with a tray in his hand, and said with a smile, "I don't think I've seen you come here to get your teeth cleaned before. Are you a client of the previous boss?"

Song Jianyu lay on his back on the chair, and sneered, "I know you so well, doctor, how could I become someone else's client?"

The two sat up and looked at each other.

There is a vigilant look in the eyes.

Yi Renxin looked at the old man lying on his back on the chair, stared into those hateful eyes, and turned cold, "Who are you?"

"Agou, why didn't you escape back then?" Song Jianyu had been wanting to ask Agou this question since he came back from Wen Yan.

The baby-faced young man sitting on the chair raised the corners of his mouth again when he heard this, and picked up the tools prepared in the tray, "Let me check the condition of your teeth before cleaning."

Song Jianyu opened his mouth and let the slender light with a small mirror look at the teeth in his mouth.

While checking his teeth, Yi Renxin said casually, "Last month, Li Fengyi's mad dog was also your masterpiece?"

No matter how he explained to the police, no one believed his words.

Those people even looked up the names Wen Yan and Wen Li countless times.

Fortunately, Wen Yan was injured back then, and the two of them left Jinjiang City very quickly. Back then, he was only a teenage boy, and not many people remembered his appearance, and they couldn't compare it with the person named Wen Li. .

It's just that the police didn't find any evidence from him on the surface, but they still sent people to surround him in all directions and monitor his actions 24 hours a day.

"I thought Wen Yan was controlling you, so I killed him, but why didn't you escape?"

When Yi Renxin heard this question for the second time, he put down the small mirror in his hand without changing his expression, put on a dental flosser to help him clean his teeth, and told him the answer, "Do you know why lions in the wild eat people? Was it caught and beaten to death by a collective attack?"

Song Jianyu lowered his eyes, "It's only because the lion has eaten it that we know that human beings are so fragile and delicious that they have no ability to resist."

So once people find out that a lion eats people, they will catch that lion and kill him with all their strength.

The sound of the dental flosser sounded in the narrow consultation room, and at the same time, Yi Renxin lowered his voice, "So the lion can only survive if it eats humans non-stop, because human beings have long rejected its will to live."

Song Jianyu was lying there, his teeth hurt a little from the flosser, and there were more traces of cold water.

"gargle."

A glass of clear water was handed over, and the person lying on his back caught it and rinsed his mouth, and returned the water glass to the other party after drinking, "Last month was indeed my masterpiece, and you will see my masterpiece countless times in the future. "

Yi Renxin took the water glass and put it aside, picked up the flosser again and signaled him to open his mouth, "I can see that now you are like a hunter who came here to catch lions."

"I give you two ways."

Song Jianyu said, "The first thing to do is to surrender to the police, explain everything you have done for so many years to the police, and surrender to that disgusting Wen Yan together."

Yi Renxin, who was holding the dental flosser, didn't change his face, "What's the second way?"

"Death by my hands."

Yi Renxin was taken aback, walked on the stool and looked at the person who said these words, and sneered a few seconds later, "Killing me will save the world from harm, but what does it matter to me if you kill me?" What's the difference?"

Also become a man-eating lion.

Song Jianyu looked at those eyes without any fear, and smiled with the same lips, "I am also human, why should there be a difference?"

Half an hour later, the person with intact teeth came out of the dental clinic.

Before leaving, Yi Renxin stopped the figure who was about to leave, "Name, can you tell me your name?"

Song Jianyu turned his head and looked at the other party.

"At least one day when I die in your hands, I will know who the hunter who killed me is." Yi Renxin spread his palms with an innocent expression on his face, "You are so powerful, you will never even have a name. Don’t you dare tell someone who is about to be played by you in the palm of your hand?”

Those who stepped out of the steps left only four words for Yi Renxin.

"Your enemy."

"My enemy?" Yi Renxin stood at the door of the clinic, looking at the plainclothes criminal police who were watching him in the alley, and muttered to himself, "So the enemy can save people."

What a pity, he thought they could be friends.

Song Jianyu went out from the alley in Dongcheng, turned around with his freshly cleaned teeth, and hired workers to weld countless railings on the balcony of his house according to prison standards.

Not to mention that the two granddaughters will fall, even a mouse can't get out of the gap.

The person who finished all this did not forget to make dinner for the twin sisters before leaving.

The person who returned to the detention room opened his eyes and turned over to sit up, looking at the figure of the boy with his back to him outside the railing and sighing silently.

"Zhou Yichen, when did you transfer schools?"

He felt dazzling when he saw this guy wearing the uniform of Jinhe Middle School.

The boy whose name he had uttered raised his head from his homework, turned around and looked at someone locked inside the railing, "Whenever you don't come to jail, I'll transfer to another school, how about it?"

"This idea sucks!" Song Jianyu was full of disgust.

"It's better than staying in the detention room for a long time for free food and drink." Zhou Yichen was also disgusted, and at the same time he handed him the meat bun that was still warm in the schoolbag, and Song Jianyu turned pale with a puffy bun. With a glance, "I'm going to be so busy that I just started school, and I still want to visit you."

The person who was eating the meat buns looked indifferent, "I didn't ask you to come, you don't have to come."

"If I don't come, you will eat steamed buns and boiled water every day. If you return the meat buns, I will leave." Zhou Yichen stretched out his hand.

Song Jianyu quickly stuffed the steamed stuffed bun into his mouth and swallowed it without any image, "It's gone, I'm done eating."

Looking at his rascal face, Zhou Yichen silently disliked him in his heart.

The two hadn't met for a long time, and he only came to visit after school, and now he had to take the bus home.

Before leaving, Zhou Yichen stood outside the railing with his schoolbag on his back, motioning for Song Jianyu to come closer, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Song Jianyu pressed his ears to the railing, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Zhou Yichen pulled him down by the hem of his clothes, and whispered in his ear, "Tomorrow the school will hold a mobilization meeting, and I'm going to do it."

Song Jianyu quickly stood up and shook his head, "No! You can't control your strength, what if something goes wrong?"

"I won't travel to the pool, I have watched the video and studied it many times!"

Zhou Yichen assured him that he didn't plan to change the things he had already decided.

The purpose of his coming here today is also to tell him about this matter.

"Zhou Yichen! Zhou Yichen! Don't go!"

Song Jianyu looked at the person who turned to leave, and stretched his arm out of the railing to grab him.

The boy who looked like a rabbit jumped three feet away, and stood out of his reach, wearing a school uniform and carrying a backpack, and looked at the railing in front of him quietly, "Look, you are locked in the detention room and can't do anything. , of course I have to do it myself.”

"Fuck!" Song Jianyu didn't expect that there would be such a problem in the detention this time.

"Don't swear, I'll bring you meat buns tomorrow and come to visit you again, kind brother, you can honestly reflect on your security issues inside."

Zhou Yichen waved his hand, and came out of the Public Security Bureau with his schoolbag on his back without looking back.

The boy who was walking home against the setting sun walked briskly back home. Sitting in front of the desk, he opened the locked drawer and took out the notebook full of negative content.

Open the notebook, it is full of words that want to die.

There was even a suicide note that he had prepared months before.

Originally, he was ready to commit suicide, but there was a person in the alley that day, who seemed to hear his inner cry for help and ran out to save him.

Although this person is a little weird and doesn't seek to make progress, he still likes to take the initiative to stay in the detention room when he has nothing to do.

But Zhou Yichen was still very grateful for the other party's appearance.

In Jinhe Middle School, his cries for help were always ignored. Everyone saw that he was being bullied again and again, but no one ever heard his cries for help.

Only that day, his call for help was answered.

Tomorrow, everything will come to an end.

Zhou Yichen wrote down new last words in his notebook again, writing that Zhu Jiajun wrote about those who bullied him and those who bullied him in Jinhe Middle School.

It's just that in the past he wrote these things with hatred and pain, but this time the person sitting at the desk was calm throughout.

The next morning, Song Jianyu possessed the old lady again. He took care of the twin sisters at home, prepared breakfast for them and sent them to the nursery school. Then he turned himself in to the police station.

At the same time, Zhou Yichen was holding the utility knife that was taken out from Zhu Jiajun's table, and stood behind the auditorium in the school city. When Zhu Jiajun was standing behind him as usual, holding the pocket of his knee, Zhou Yichen pretended to be angry He turned around and pushed Zhu Jiajun behind him, "Zhu Jiajun, please don't kick me! If you do this again, I will tell the teacher."

In the No. 2016 interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau in the urban area, Song Jianyu dressed as an old lady sat in it. He opened the phone search page and handed it to the interrogating officer Li Qin, "This is the villa headless case in [-]. The two murderers are both My sons, one son Zhou Qiang died shortly after the incident that year, and the other is my current son who is still alive..."

Song Jianyu sat in the interrogation room and narrated the details of the villa murder case back then.

Behind the auditorium of Jinhe Middle School, many students who were listening to the speech were a little annoyed when they heard the quarrel between Zhou Yichen and Zhu Jiajun behind them.

When there was an exclamation, only a scream came out of nowhere.

The students in the entire auditorium subconsciously looked in that direction.

In the corner, Zhou Yichen held his stomach, the bright red blood wet his light-colored school uniform and turned it red.

In the corner of the wall, Zhu Jiajun held a utility knife with a pale face, and explained to the uproar in a panic, "I didn't hurt him! It really wasn't me!"

But while he was speaking, the bloody utility knife kept waving in his palm like this, no one believed his words at all.

The entire auditorium was in chaos, and soon the ambulance came to take the injured students away.

Yi Renxin stood on the balcony on the second floor of his house, holding a glass of wine and listening to the sound of ambulances roaring by outside the window. He looked back at Wen Yan, who was picked up by him from the hospital yesterday.

"Dad, I found him."

When Wen Yan's limbs were chopped off, he was present the whole time.

Seeing that person occupying his body and controlling everything about him.

Yi Renxin couldn't do anything, he couldn't get his body, he couldn't speak, he couldn't raise his arms.

The only thing he could do was to keep his eyes open and watch the man go downstairs, open the refrigerator door to process the ingredients, take out the antihypertensive medicine stuffed in the locker, grind them into powder, and put them in the soup pot.

He also watched the other party calmly sharpen the ax the whole time, until the moment Wen Yan fell down, he swung the ax and chopped down.