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"Are you...Mu Mu?" Yang Riqing asked, her eyes were filled with misty mist, she was in a trance and never really woke up.

Mu Mu nodded, his face became paler and uglier, the hands and feet strangled by the rope were numb, but also icy cold, the blood in his whole body seemed to be slowly freezing, stagnant inch by inch, this was a sign of panic, unprecedented fear.

She remembered everything, but Fu Xiao didn't know it yet.

She has just realized that she is deeply loved by the person she loves, and she has not had time to tell her that she has wronged her, and she is self-righteously struggling on the edge of love and hate, suspecting the other party's ulterior motives, playing tricks, scheming, and scheming against each other. Building high barriers in the middle, being vigilant, probing, and guarding against, always thinking that I have given everything, and begging for perfection, but I did not expect it to be ridiculously wrong, so-called love, so-called hate, all turned into harm, and mercilessly inflicted on the lover Body, time and time again, until both sides are scarred.

If she died here, there would be no one to rescue Fu Xiao, and everything would be irreversible.

Mu Mu put his feet on the ground with all his might, and slammed into Yang Riqing who was standing in front of him with his chair. Under the action of the momentum, the "pop" shattered, and the broken wood pierced into the arm, causing a painful pain.

Ignoring the wound, Mu Mu twisted her body vigorously to let the loose rope fall off, and then struggled to stand up. Her feet were bound for too long and almost lost consciousness. Sweeping his glass to the ground, he knelt down and was about to pick up the nearest piece of glass when a black shadow loomed in front of him.

"That's it, Officer Mu." The glass piece in Yang Riqing's hand became extraordinarily translucent and crystal clear under the refraction of the light, and when it touched the wheat-colored skin of the neck, as long as you gently pull it, there will be big flowers Scarlet camellias bloom one after another.

Yang Riqing's hand was very steady, she spat on the ground with a sneer, but it was red blood.I don't know where the internal organs were hurt by the collision just now, but she didn't care, and looked at the policeman like a trapped animal with contempt.

"Fu Xiao made a poisonous oath at her mother's grave that he would live and die with Boss Qiao. Since you love her so much, you can go and die with her." With a slightly ferocious smile, sharp words, and bursts of tears in his eyes Murderous.

Mu Mu raised his head to meet her gaze, without flinching, those eyes were as fierce as tigers and wolves, with the madness and violence of a desperado, his pupils faintly glowed with blood.

The hand holding the shards of glass froze for a moment, and Yang Riqing flinched involuntarily under the gaze of those terrifying eyes.

One click is enough.

Like a ray of faint light appearing in a dark forest full of dangers, the training Mu Mu has received for a long time is to wait for the opportunity, create the opportunity, and seize the opportunity.

Leaning back, turning over, raising the leg and kicking, all in one go, impeccable.

Before Yang Riqing could react, an inexplicable sharp pain came from her wrist, a gust of wind blew past her ears, and then came the soft sound of broken hand bones, low and dull, as if the spring ice had suddenly broken, and the people underneath The living water gushes out and spreads in all directions.

"That night, she told me 'to come back alive.' Therefore, she will not die." Mu Mu's voice was calm and firm, with unshakable fortitude, saying that one is one.

Yang Riqing put her wrists in front of her chest and gasped in pain, cold sweat dripped down her pale cheeks and slipped over the slightly upturned corners of her lips.

"Torture her, are you happy?"

Mu Mu ignored her words, picked up a piece of debris from the ground, and cut the rope binding her wrist with difficulty. During this period, Yang Riqing just looked at her with a mocking sneer, and was powerless to stop her.

"People are doomed to die from the moment they are born, so there is no need to rush to that end. I just want her to know that only by being alive can happiness be possible."

Mu Mu walked in front of Yang Riqing who was limp on the ground. Her injury was obviously very serious, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her face was almost transparently pale.

"I will rescue Fu Xiao." Mu Mu walked away from her.

Yang Riqing slowly closed her eyes, a tinge of scarlet oozing from her lips, and that mocking smile still hung on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Mu met the daughter of the Liang family more smoothly than expected. In the luxurious independent ward, there lay the lover whom Liang Qianjin valued——her elder sister who was connected by blood.

"Bu Jiqiao sent you here?" Liang Huyue raised her eyebrows, raised her hand to signal her subordinates to retreat, and stood guard outside the door.

Mu Mu glanced at the wounded patient who was sleeping peacefully. His body was covered with a thin quilt, his face was thin but rosy, and he was well taken care of.

"There is no such person as Bu Jiqiao in this world." Mu Mu said indifferently, not caring that the other party looked at the eye-catching bruises on her wrists that were exposed outside the sleeves with great interest.

"It seems that after a lot of fighting." Liang Huyue was in a good mood, after admiring the wound on her wrist, she shifted her gaze to her dirty clothes.

"Where is Fu Xiao?" Mu Mu asked straightforwardly. It had been 36 hours since Yang Riqing drugged them, and I hope it was not too late.

Liang Huyue's dark eyes shot out a cold light, she squinted at Mu Mu, and suddenly gritted her teeth: "You ruined my plan, and you still want to see her?"

"What do you mean?" Mu Mu asked coldly.

"What I want is that Bu Jiqiao's life would be better than death, but you make up your own mind and let her die so happily. It's not easy for me, Liang Huyue, to take someone's life. It's your turn to intervene?"

"Since you have that talent, why don't you find out the ins and outs of the whole thing? You need to know that there is a grievance and a debtor. Don't you Liang Huyue only find a scapegoat to vent your hatred?"

Liang Huyue's eyebrows twitched slightly, her face sank like water, lost in thought.

"Trust what she said." The third voice inserted (cough cough) for no reason, with the hoarseness of just waking up, kind of beautiful and sexy.

The eyes of Mu Mu and Liang Huyue fell on the hospital bed at the same time, and the wounded patient lying on it had opened his eyes at some point, and was looking at them with a pleasant face.

"Are you awake? Do you want some water?" Liang Huyue was about to go to pour water for her, but she reached out and grabbed the hem of her clothes.

"I'm not thirsty." Mu Yuechu shook his head, his eyes shifted to Mu Mu's face, he couldn't explain why the pity suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart, as if it came from instinct, as if she had some inseparable relationship with her - but ,Can not remember.

Liang Huyue asked: "Do you think I should trust her?"

Mu Mu looked at Mu Yuechu expressionlessly, with sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes, with a soft expression, always inadvertently revealing all kinds of affection when looking at Liang Huyue.

The person you love, hurt my lover... sister.

Mu Mu clenched his fists and closed his eyes silently.

"Liang, I'm actually very lucky this time." Mu Yuechu's tender voice was heard next to my ear, "It's great that you're unscathed."

"I'd rather be the one who gets hurt!" Liang Huyue said excitedly, "I'm the one who makes trouble with others, why should you be the one to take care of me?"

"Because I am willing." Mu Yochu pulled her into his arms with one arm, still smiling softly and gently, like a ray of sunshine in a winter afternoon, "So, it's for me, let them go."

It's not her, but them. Mu Yuechu has already felt the importance of Fu Xiao to her from Mu Mu's tired and sad black eyes.

Those who fall in love always have good things in their hearts, and hope that all lovers will get married in the end.

Liang Huyue buried her head in front of her chest, listening to the rhythmic heartbeat, pondered for a moment, and finally nodded slowly.

Standing at the entrance of the dark and winding corridor leading to the basement, Mu Mu was held back by an unprecedented timidity.

"What's the matter?" Liang Huyue glanced at her and urged impatiently, "I was in a hurry just now, but now I am slowing down. The person is in the storage room below, and the key is here. Go down by yourself."

Mu Mu took the key without saying a word, and walked down the dark stairs step by step with a wooden face.

What should be the first sentence after opening the door?

The lower the temperature, the lower the temperature. Mu Mu suddenly remembered that Fu Xiao always liked to rub against her arms when he was sleeping, like a small animal that was afraid of the cold. Bu Jiqiao's habitual dependence.

At the end of the stairs was a very ordinary door, and Mu Mu's hand holding the key trembled unconsciously.Ever since she was born, no matter whether she was in the police force or joined the club, she was born and died, and the hail of bullets has never shaken her heart in the slightest. But at this moment, separated by a door, she was so excited that she was ridiculed by others as an old monk. The heart that had settled down was no longer calm, and it was rampaging in the chest cavity.

Sorry for being late.

The moment she pushed the door open, Mu Mu had already decided on her lines, but the scene that caught her eyes shocked her so much that she couldn't speak a word.

"No, no, stop!"

There is no furniture in the empty storage room, the four walls are projection screens, and even the ceiling and the floor are playing the same video simultaneously.

"Help me, save me, you beast... don't come here... don't!" the pitiful little girl screamed hoarsely, and the tall, handsome Chinese-English half-breed rushed towards her drunkenly.

Very clear surround sound scene effect, moderate volume, will never bring an unbearable impact on the eardrum, the picture playback is more smooth and natural, the super large screen is enough to shock the eye, and it is 360-degree all-round without dead angle special effects projection, unless Close your eyes, otherwise you will see scenes of boundless spring (cough cough) everywhere you look.

Mu Mu found the power switch on the wall, and pressed it with a "snap", the lights were brightly lit, and the characters on the screen suddenly faded a bit.

The person curled up in the corner did not respond from the time the door opened until Mu Mu walked in front of her. His back was leaning against the cold wall, his arms were around his erect legs, and he opened a pair of clear dark blue eyes. , Fascinated... To be precise, it should be looking blankly at the huge projection on the opposite wall.

"Fu Xiao?" Mu Mu made a lot of effort to make himself speak.

The person whose name was called seemed to have never heard of it, and the clear eyes did not see the bright light of the past, and it was as silent as a pool of stagnant water, without waves or ripples.

Mu Mu, who seldom expresses her emotions to the outside, has changed her face drastically at this time. She leaned over and stretched out her hand to Fu Xiao's thin face. The other party maintained its original posture like an unconscious doll, motionless, with empty eyes. Confused, eyesight lax, expression sluggish.

"Damn it." If Liang Huyue was present, Mu Mubao was not sure if he would lose control of his behavior and strangled her to death on the spot.

All parts visible to the naked eye were intact, and when her sleeves and trousers were rolled up, there was still no trace of trauma.Mu Mu asked cautiously and softly: "What do you feel uncomfortable, tell me, okay?"

There was no response, not even a look.

Fu Xiao was like a mechanical doll that forgot to wind up, unable to move or speak.

"Look at me, it's me." Mu Mu kissed her warm forehead, her voice hoarse, "It's me, I'm Mu Mu, I came back to see you alive as promised, take a look at me..."

Holding her thin shoulders with both hands and shaking eagerly, it only made her unable to hold her knees anymore, and her whole body fell limply to the side.

Mu Mu hastily caught her crooked body. At the same time, there was a "bang" gunshot from the speakers. Come over and aim at yourself, and pull the trigger without hesitation——

Fu Xiao's back was stiff for a moment.

"Father...Mom?" The crisp child's voice floated out of the speaker with strong doubts and panic.

Mu Mu stared at the huge playback screen for half a minute, and then suddenly realized.

Compared with the physical pain caused by fisting and kicking or torture, the mental devastation and torture are more unbearable.

Liang Huyue used Fu Xiao's tragic childhood experience as material to shoot an identical short film, and played it repeatedly in front of her eyes with the most powerful and shocking effect until she completely collapsed.

Why... do such cruel things?

Mu Mu picked her up and left quickly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

She comforted her gently in her ear, but she was indifferent.