Chapter 238: to issue a finger, to plant evidence, to cover up a sin.

Xiaochi Chi is sucking on a green bean ice lolly, while working on a project.

The screen was closed, filtering some of the heat from the hot air, blowing on the back, although not so comfortable, but it is better than nothing.

Shoucheng Zhu took the thermos and poured Xiaochi Chi a cup of boiling water: "Don't drink it, let it dry first. Drying into cold white, drink it comfortably."

Xiaochi Chi said, "Thank you, teacher."

Shoucheng Zhu, who had poured the water, sat across a makeshift desk from the dining table, staring at Xiaochi Chi with unblinking eyes, which made Xiaochi Chi feel a little hairy.

He didn't know what Shoucheng Zhu wanted, he just felt instinctively uncomfortable.

...... is not yet the unusual kind of discomfort with pressure.

As it turns out, Shoucheng Zhu is not in the same state as he usually is when he is tutored.

He asked Xiaochi Chi warmly, "Aren't the popsicles good?"

Xiaochi Chi's mind was always sharp, and after realizing something was wrong, he said much less: "Well. Very well. Thank you, teacher."

Shoucheng Zhu : "Can I get through to your home phone?"

Xiaochi Chi : "...... can't."

Shoucheng Zhu : "My family can't either. Do you know why?"

Xiaochi Chi : "If your house is not working either, the whole building's line may be down ...... It should be a line failure at the telephone office."

"Oh..." Shoucheng Zhu smiled again and showed his teeth, " Chi Xiao is so smart."

The tone of this speech can be heard in the back of the spine.

Xiaochi Chi raised the corners of her mouth stiffly, moved her shoulders unnaturally, threw the clean popsicle stick into the trash, and pulled a roll of paper to wipe the pale green sweet juice from her hands.

Shoucheng Zhu suddenly raised his hand, to touch Xiaochi Chi's face.

Xiaochi Chi deftly avoided: "...... teacher?"

Shoucheng Zhu pointed to the corner of his mouth and smiled broadly: "There is something dirty."

Xiaochi Chi said dryly, "Thank you, teacher."

After a few moments of silence, Shoucheng Zhu stood up and closed the wide open window screen.

The thin "brushing" sound of the edge of the screen sliding over the roller inexplicably gave Xiaochi Chi goose bumps.

He stopped writing and turned his head to look at Shoucheng Zhu.

Shoucheng Zhu turned back and collided face to face with Xiaochi Chi.

He smiled and pointed to the empty mid-air, "There are mosquitoes."

After saying that, he took it for granted and reached out to close the inner glass window as well.

The lock on the inside of the window is an old lock, half broken and cannot be locked from the inside, Shoucheng Zhu did not care much about it.

When he was seated again, he did not return to his seat, but sat down close to Xiaochi Chi.

He should have eaten hot dry noodles for lunch.

Xiaochi Chi smelled the onion, garlic and dashi on him.

Shoucheng Zhu put his face over: "Is there any problem you don't know how to do?"

When he opened his mouth, his mouth tasted like fermented garlic.

Xiaochi Chi flashed half of her body, her face already vaguely white: "Teacher, aren't you hot sitting here?"

"It's hot." Shoucheng Zhu said, "You have a strong fire, and it's good to be young."

Xiaochi Chi's brow furrowed: "Teacher, I want to do the questions."

Shoucheng Zhu said, "Do it. You do."

Xiaochi Chi was so tormented by the inner turmoil that she got up and left with her homework and textbooks in her arms.

The first thing that happened was that a pair of strong arms came from behind and pinned him in the embrace that smelled like fermented food.

A hand with the strong smell of pen water covered his mouth and nose.

Shoucheng Zhu stuck to Xiaochi Chi's ear, whispering yet eagerly, "...... Chi Xiao , your legs are very white."

Xiaochi Chi, who was dragged from the living room to the bedroom with her mouth covered and her waist held, seized every opportunity to make noise, stomping her feet and then stomping her legs, stomping her legs and then biting her mouth, just like a little mad beast that had been annoyed.

Shoucheng Zhu repeated in his ears, "Be good", "Don't tell your parents, they won't believe a word of it", "If you make any more noise, you're not a good boy. "He couldn't listen to any of the bullshit.

Shoucheng Zhu had obviously never encountered such fierce resistance before and was at a loss for words.

At the moment he was in a daze, Xiaochi Chi kicked up and smashed the monarch orchid on the small desk in the bedroom.

The sound of the vase disintegrating caused Ying Lou, who was preparing for Xiaochi Chi's review downstairs, to put her pencil on hold.

He lifted his head and looked in the direction of the ceiling.

"...... Chi Xiao ?"

The building was built early and is at least twenty years old, with very poor sound insulation, but Ying Lou couldn't tell for a while if the sound was coming from Chi Xiao's house or from neighbor Shoucheng Zhu's house.

I heard a vague "Chi Xiao" from downstairs, Shoucheng Zhu also confused, immediately restrained Xiaochi Chi, but also nimbly used a pillow to press his mouth, the black tower-like body pressed on Xiaochi Chi, a hundred eighty weight, Xiaochi Chi The black tower-like body pressed against Xiaochi Chi, a hundred and eighty weight, Xiaochi Chi can not move.

Xiaochi Chi, for the first time in his life, had such intimate contact with a person, and his body was coated with oil as if it was uncomfortable and disgusting, and he whimpered, and the smell of middle-aged men's head oil returned to his mouth through his breath, causing his chest to choke, and his energy was lost in one way or another.

Xiaochi Chi heart beating strangely fast, the blood in the limbs under great pressure has a kind of illusion of stopping the flow, fingertips, toes, gradually numb and numb.

Brother Lou, help me ......

I am here ......

Shoucheng Zhu is afraid that someone will break his good deed, except for holding Xiaochi Chi down, but he doesn't dare to move any more.

Not long after, from the entrance of the building came the sound of footsteps.

The sound of footsteps rang all the way to the entrance of the pool house.

This was followed by Ying Lou's signature gentle voice: "Chi Xiao? Are you at home? Did you break something?"

Shoucheng Zhu twisted his head to look at the clock and let out a slight sigh of relief.

2:50, not quite 3:00.

He remembers that when he bumped into the two of them at noon, he made a tutoring appointment with Xiaochi Chi at 3 p.m. in front of Ying Lou.

Now, Ying Lou won't try to come after her, right?

Ying Lou called for the door two or three more times, but the door was still closed and no one answered.

Shoucheng Zhu showed a relieved expression.

But the next second, his own room door was knocked from outside.

Ying Lou's slightly worried voice came from outside: "Teacher Zhu, you are there, right? Was it something that fell in your house just now. ...... Teacher Zhu?"

Xiaochi Chi struggled even more fiercely, unable to stop making tiny whimpering sounds.

Shoucheng Zhu, in a panic, did not care about proportion, even Xiaochi Chi's nose also covered a tight.

The feeling of being cut off from oxygen instantly squeezed all the energy Xiaochi Chi had left.

Ying Lou outside, seeing that he couldn't open the door, moved on to another house nearby and continued knocking.

In broad daylight, adults who are doing their jobs are going to work, and those who are not doing their jobs have broken the fan, and can't lie down at home, going to the game room, department stores to rub a cool.

Some students go out to tutorials, some go out to have fun, and almost no one wants to stay in this hot building to warm up the sweat.

As it turned out, Ying Lou couldn't knock on the door of any of the nearby houses, so he had to go home.

Hearing footsteps leaving from near and far, Shoucheng Zhu breathed a huge sigh of relief and withdrew his pillow, hugging Xiaochi Chi, whose consciousness was already blurred, his calloused fingertips gently stroking the boy's soft, snow-white cheek, and kissing Xiaochi Chi's shoulder with greed.

He was just about to get into the swing of things when a resounding footstep and the jingling of keys scared Shoucheng Zhu out of his wits, and he took a pillow and gagged Xiaochi Chi again.

During this time, Xiaochi Chi inhaled some fresh air and his chaotic consciousness cleared up a bit.

He opened his eyes in vain, no longer just struggling and shouting, but showing full tameness, and quietly waiting for the strength to recover, looking for the opportunity to get out.

He remembered that he always forgot his house key, so he made an extra copy of it when he made the copy and left it with Ying Lou, just in case he needed it.

Although the door to the Chi family was opened, Xiaochi Chi could not feel optimistic about it.

He was not dragged away by Shoucheng Zhu, all the furnishings of the house are normal, no signs of a fight, not reminiscent of ......

Suddenly, Xiaochi Chi thought of something, and his eyes glowed slightly.

The sound was really hard to locate, so Ying Lou could only use it to determine that someone on the second floor had dropped something.

Ying Lou, always cautious, knocked on the door first to confirm the situation.

After no family around answered, he realized something was wrong.

If it wasn't Xiaochi Chi who broke something, whose house would it be?

People are bound to be awake before they break something, even if the person is asleep, waving his hands and legs in his sleep, breaking things, can make so much noise, it is impossible to continue to sleep.

Of course, it is also possible that strong winds blow things over.

But if there was such a strong wind, Ying Lou, who was at home with the windows open, could not have failed to notice it.

...... So, Lou he must have found something wrong.

Shoucheng Zhu naturally does not think as much as Xiaochi Chi.

He felt that Ying Lou should leave after opening the door to make sure Xiaochi Chi was not there.

......

When Ying Lou opened the door, the person was indeed not there and everything was intact.

But this confirmed a certain sense of foreboding in Ying Lou's mind.

If there is nothing broken in Ji's house, then it should be Shoucheng Zhu's teacher's house or the neighbor's house on the other side of Ji's house that made the noise, but no one answered the knock on the door ......

In broad daylight, is it a thief?

Or did something else happen?

Ying Lou circled the room twice, thinking about what to do next.

It's a bit rude, but for safety reasons ......

The Chi family is on the second floor of the silo.

Below the window sill, there is a section of about ten centimeters of concrete edge.

Ying Lou stepped on the open window of Xiaochi Chi's house and flipped out, putting one foot on the concrete edge and making sure it was secure before putting the other foot through.

The first one he headed for was the Zhu family.

Only a thin wall separated the Zhu family from the Chi family, so Ying Lou didn't have to exert much effort to reach the window of the Zhu family's living room.

The tightly closed glass window caused his brow to furrow gently.

Who would keep the portal closed like this in this sweltering weather?

And when he saw that textbooks and Xiaochi Chi's stationery bags were scattered on the living room table, and a cup of hot water was still curling up on the table, a vague thought came to Ying Lou's mind, which then exploded with a bang.

The sudden sound of the window being pulled from the living room made Shoucheng Zhu's blood flow backwards instantly!

His heart almost stopped when he thought of Xiaochi Chi's books on the living room table, which he hadn't had time to pack.

...... He thus collided with Ying Lou face to face in the bedroom doorway with half his arms open - exposed.

Shoucheng Zhu opened his arms and held onto the bedroom door frame, trying to block Ying Lou's way forward: "Lou, how did you get in?"

But he was botched, an arm up, behind him struggling to get up Xiaochi Chi will be completely exposed.

Xiaochi Chi was so weak that he rolled off the bed with a tom-tom.

When she saw Ying Lou, Xiaochi Chi's grievances and fears came to her head, and she opened her mouth with a trembling cry: "Lou! Brother Lou to save me--"

Ying Lou was from the big city and had read some similar news in the newspaper. Now that he had seen Xiaochi Chi's almost ripped off shorts, what could he not understand?

His eyes, which were always gentle, were tinged with a trifle of violence.

Shoucheng Zhu, seeing everything slipping into an uncontrollable situation, also sent a rush: "It's all a misunderstanding. He and I ......"

Ying Lou refused to talk to him any more, and lifted a knee, hitting him in the crotch.

Shoucheng Zhu immediately distorted his face in pain, covering the injury, Ying Lou picked up an opportunity to enter the bedroom, picking up Xiaochi Chi from the floor, holding his fearful hands, gently reassured: "It's okay, it's okay, Lou is here."

Shoucheng Zhu ate the pain, and was forced to the desperate, the purple-red blood under the eyes also blossomed minute by minute.

He must not let these two people walk out!

I chose Xiaochi Chi for a long time, but I finally chose him because of his good looks on the one hand, and his parents' indifference and lack of interest in Xiaochi Chi on the other.

Shoucheng Zhu can guarantee that even if Xiaochi Chi tells the truth, no one will believe him with his skin monkey character.

But Ying Lou is a different story.

This kind of thing, once there is a witness, he will be completely finished!

He sprang up and grabbed Ying Lou by the shoulders, trying to separate the two.

Ying Lou saw Xiaochi Chi's purple face and the suspicious drool marks on his shoulders up close, and, enraged, he followed suit, swung off Shoucheng Zhu's hand and slammed it into his chin!

He called out, " Chi Xiao , run!"

The pain brought out the animal in Shoucheng Zhu's bones, and he twisted Ying Lou and fought him all the way out of the bedroom.

Shoucheng Zhu has the advantage of height and weight, and is a strong adult, Ying Lou is just a 16-year-old boy, even if he often repairs machinery and has a beautiful, well-proportioned muscle line, in the end, he is not a troublemaker, does not know any fighting skills, and has little experience, so he slowly fell behind.

Xiaochi Chi knew that in his dazed state, he could not pull himself up.

He relied on the strength he had accumulated, half stumbled, half crawled all the way to the door, struggled to pull open the bolt, struggled with all his strength, shouted: "Fire! Put out the fire!!!"

Hearing Xiaochi Chi's cry for help, Shoucheng Zhu immediately lost his composure, and with a fierce hand, he shouted and lifted Ying Lou, who had caught him by the collar, from the ground and pushed him forward - a fierce push.

Even Shoucheng Zhu himself didn't notice that he and Ying Lou were fighting all the way to the window.

...... And when Ying Lou opened the window and came in, he didn't have time to close it back up.

Xiaochi Chi also came back at this time.

He saw with his own eyes, Ying Lou from Shoucheng Zhu lifted out of the air, most of his body crashed out of the window, and then lost weight, tumbling backwards ......

He just disappeared out of the window.

His body, tugging at Xiaochi Chi's heart, whirled out of existence, leaving a large, empty hole in Xiaochi Chi's chest.

Snap.

Dang.

Wow.

No one knows why a tricycle full of empty cardboard boxes was parked right under Shoucheng Zhu's window that day.

When Ying Lou fell headfirst, the back of his head hit the iron edge of the tricycle's rear carriage and rolled to the ground, piling up the paper boxes more than one person high and tilting down, burying Ying Lou's body completely.

...... Xiaochi Chi completely forgot how to walk.

He doesn't remember how he rolled down the stairs, how he reached Ying Lou, how he threw away the mess of cardboard boxes.

Xiaochi Chi's breath came out of his throat when he saw Ying Lou's face and open eyes, and felt his chest and heartbeat.

But only a few seconds later, Ying Lou coughed up a large amount of bloody foam.

Xiaochi Chi is dumbfounded.

It was so full of bright red that his brain wouldn't turn.

"...... Brother Lou."

Xiaochi Chi did not dare to scream too loudly, did not dare to pull him, for fear that he would shake the last bit of life away.

He became timid for a moment, a hand gently touching his forehead and then his lips, as bewildered as its owner.

"Lou ......"

Xiaochi Chi kneels on the ground and looks up at the spot where Ying Lou fell.

Just two floors, he thought, just two floors.

It's okay, it must be okay ......

"You go and call!" Shoucheng Zhu's hiss interrupted his self-delusion, "Call 120!

Xiaochi Chi stared blankly at him, intermittent fragments of information flashing through her mind.

Phone.

The phone in his house is broken. The one in Shoucheng Zhu's house is also.

Line failure on the telephone bureau side.

The phones in the whole building are broken.

120, is to call 120, save Lou.

Going to borrow the phone.

Should I leave Lou to Shoucheng Zhu?

No, no way.

But if you don't go, who else can go?

Shoucheng Zhu?

What if he runs away.

In case he deliberately delayed ......

Not daring to lose any more time, Xiaochi Chi wobbled to his feet and ran off into the distance without a word.

He looked like a child who had just learned to run, running out of less than five or six steps, and fell to his knees with a snap on the jagged gravel road, knees, hands, a large swath of blood seeping out.

Xiaochi Chi did not know the pain, he did not say a word, regained his feet, in the dry air of the heat of the country, as if to run away from the gradually spreading blood, to escape from this horrible nightmare.

From the old decaying burglar window in the corner of the first floor, the faces of two curious schoolchildren emerged.

They are twins, aged just six or seven years old.

When the parents left home, they locked the two sisters in the house.

Xiaochi Chi's cries and the loud commotion from the fall attracted their attention.

The door is not out, they have to watch through the window from afar.

They saw the boxes all over the floor, and also saw Mr. Zhu squatting and Ying Lou lying down, but when they didn't move for a long time, they lost interest and went on to play with their jigsaw puzzles,

Shoucheng Zhu nasal cavity are blood, most of which is his anxious fire, large drops of nosebleed gushing out.

He half-kneeled in front of Ying Lou, couldn't stop wiping his bloody nostrils with the back of his hand, and his mind was overlapping with chaos.

Soon, however, he recognized a hint of a useful message from among the garbled code.

Ying Lou was still breathing slightly on the ground, his eyes half-open, not knowing whether he was conscious or had passed out of shock.

As Shoucheng Zhu looked at Ying Lou like this, the thought in his mind gradually became clear:

--He can't live.

Ying Lou must not live.

Shoucheng Zhu reached out, took hold of an egg-sized stone, hesitated for a moment, and tucked it under the back of Ying Lou's head, which was resting on a jumble of rocks.

Immediately after, he trembled on the lapel to wipe the nosebleed a clean, and spit a few mouthfuls of saliva in the palm, rubbed evenly, to confirm the hand clean, he only from the inner pocket of the clothes to feel a roll of money, a simple count after, gently stuffed in Ying Lou's pants pocket.