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Chapter 57: The Worlds First Mould!

  Chapter 57: The World's First Mold! [Seeking Recommendations! Collect!]

  The world's first moldy bottom!! Collect!

  In the room, Xiaolan first relocked the door of Room 210, and then returned to the bed to lift up the down jacket that covered Yanjing's body. At this sight, Xiaolan couldn't help but gasp in shock.

  After a long time, Xiao Lan finally choked out with red eyes, "Yan Jie, that damn man is really a pervert, you...you..." As she spoke, Xiao Lan burst into tears first, "Yan Jie, that damn man is not human! Look at what he drew on your body...on your body! Pervert! Damn man!"

  While crying, Xiaolan helped Yanjing put on her undershirt, blouse and sweater...

  Xiao Lan was too caught up in her own feelings to notice the helplessness and worry in Yan Jing's eyes. To be honest, Yan Jing really wanted to teach Wu Zheng Ye a lesson, but when Cheng Zhong kicked Wu Zheng Ye again and again, Yan Jing felt a sharp pain in his heart.

  Unfortunately, the more excited she got, the more nervous she became, and her uncooperative mouth couldn't utter a word.

  Seeing Wu Zhengxie's face covered in blood, her heart was even more painfully aching, the pain made her tears unstoppable, but all of this looked completely different to Xiao Lan and Cheng Zhong, both thought she had been greatly wronged, so even more fierce attacks fell on Wu Zhengxie...

  Although she couldn't say it out loud, in her heart, Yan Jing was secretly praying a thousand times that Wu Zheng Xie would wake up soon and explain everything clearly.

  At this time, she knew what had happened to Wu when he was lying on the ground earlier. If Wu was sleeping, then when Cheng's bench directly hit his face, he should have woken up. Even if he was knocked from a deep sleep into a coma by the bench, he shouldn't still be snoring, right?

  She knew that Wu Zhengyi was very strange and couldn't be inferred by common sense, maybe he was exhausted from saving himself, which led to the previous situation.

  Yan Jing had walked through the gates of hell and back, and she still vividly remembered that near-death experience from before. Although she was now extremely weak, so weak that she couldn't even make a sound, the feeling of wandering on the edge of death had disappeared.

  She didn't know how Wu Zhengye had saved her, in her memory, she only knew that Wu Zhengye had roughly stripped off all the clothes on her upper body, not leaving a single piece behind. Then he used a drop of golden blood to dot his own brow, and afterwards, he used another drop of golden blood to draw strokes on several sensitive areas of her upper body...

  At last, in extreme pain and dizziness, she heard a voice saying, "It won't be long, Master Ba will keep his promise to you, and soon you will have a new life!"

  New life! Persevere!

  This brief sentence was a conviction for Yan Jing who was in extreme pain at that time. Without this conviction, Yan Jing might not have been able to hold on until the end.

  Until she woke up, this sentence still echoed in her mind from time to time. Yan Jing knew that this sentence would accompany her for a lifetime...for all eternity!

  When she woke up and found Wu Zhengyi's abnormality, she had some guesses. However, at that time, her anger and frustration made her not think in this direction. Now thinking back, it is possible that Wu was exhausted and fell into a coma, after all, he was hospitalized for several days after his last confrontation with Xing Shi.

  Yan Jing thought about it more and felt that it was reasonable. Before the incident, she had asked Wu Zhengye about his confidence in saving her. At that time, she still remembered very clearly that Wu Zhengye, who usually spoke with self-praise, showed rare humility when talking about his confidence in saving her.

  It seems now that it's not humility, but rather the difficulty is just too great.

  Imagine, in ancient times, Zhuge Kongming borrowed life from heaven but still couldn't succeed. What kind of person was he? For him, it was an impossible task, yet now Wu Zhengye has completed it... the difficulty of this is...

  As she thought about it, a deep sense of apology suddenly appeared in her calm eyes.

  "Xian Jie, what's wrong?" Xiao Lan asked out loud as she noticed Xian Jing's abnormality.

  Xiao Lan's response was Yan Jing's bitter smile and two lines of tears that burst out.

  Seeing this, Xiao Lan's hatred for Wu Zhengye suddenly increased again. She saw her choking and comforting Yan Jing, "Yan sister, don't be sad, that damned pervert has been caught by us, and in the future, he will have his suffering time. Also, I'll tell Captain Cheng about today's matter, let him not to mention it, Yan sister you can rest assured."

  Wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye, Xiaolan continued, "Jie, come on, let me help you put your coat on..."

  Outside room 210, Cheng Zhong frowned and looked at Wu Zhengxie. However, the voice of a middle-aged woman kept coming from his ear, "Team Cheng, what I said is all true! It's this man, when he got closer to the room this afternoon, he hugged the woman inside and opened a room in our Yihong Building..."

  When she said this, the middle-aged woman secretly glanced at Cheng Zhong and continued, "At that time, I saw that the man had a bad face, and the woman he was holding looked like she was critically ill, her face was pale white, and there was no sign of life. So I suggested that he go to the hospital and even pointed out the way to the hospital for him... all of this can be verified, our surveillance cameras here recorded everything, and it's still stored now."

  She paused, and then continued, "Later on, this man somehow rushed into the gate of Yihong Building again. At that time, I rushed over to drive him away, but somehow, I don't know what happened afterwards. It seemed like I fell asleep until you all came and woke me up."

  Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhong's eyebrows furrowed again, "You mean he will use sorcery?"

  The middle-aged woman nodded hastily, with a frightened expression, "Officer Cheng, I didn't lie, just now I went to watch that video again, it clearly shows the man opening his mouth, then I ran to the back of the counter and handed him a key, next thing you know, he took the key and hugged that woman, rushing upstairs like crazy, while I leaned against the counter and fell asleep."

  "Chengdui said, 'If he didn't know any witchcraft, how could such a strange thing happen?'"

  The middle-aged woman looked at Wu Zhengye, who was lying on the ground, unconscious but snoring from time to time, with a frightened expression. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and shouted, "Captain Cheng, I remember!"

  Cheng Zhong was startled by the middle-aged woman's sudden scream, turned his head and glared at her fiercely, saying "If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, go to the police station and talk."

  "I said, I said," the middle-aged woman hastened to say, "I remember that when this man entered for the second time, he was muttering to himself all the way, but what he was saying I couldn't understand. Only the last two words did I hear clearly, and those two words were 'Quell the Spirit'!"

  As soon as the two words were spoken, the middle-aged woman's body trembled and she retreated a few steps in fear, "Comrade... Commander Cheng, you... you mustn't say I said this, I... I'm afraid..." The sentence was stuttered out, and by the time it was finished, the middle-aged woman had vanished from sight.

  "Hmph!" Cheng Zhong snorted, at the same time stepping on Wu Zhengye's left hand with one foot. "You know witchcraft? You know soul-calming techniques? Come on, use your witchcraft to hit me! Use soul-calming techniques to calm me down!"

  It seemed intentional, as Cheng Zhong said that his black leather shoes were moving back and forth on Wu Zhengye's left hand fingers with force, if Wu Zhengye was awake, the pain transmitted from his fingers would have made him scream.

  Suddenly, Cheng Zhong's eyebrows furrowed, and he felt as if something had stabbed the soles of his feet. He lifted his foot up to see that Wu Zhengye's left hand fingers were already broken in several places, with bright red blood seeping into the pink carpet, instantly creating a pattern of plum blossoms amidst the pink...

  And on his left index finger was a three-colored ring that looked like an antique, which was not damaged at all, and there was no dust or footprint on it.

  "Huh! This broken ring is quite sturdy." Cheng Zhong Ruo bent down with interest to pick up the three-colored ring on Wu Zheng Xie's index finger, but just as his hand was about to touch the three-colored ring... The door creaked open, and Yan Jing walked out slowly under Xiao Lan's support.

  "Captain Cheng, I'll take Yan Jie back home to take care of her first. This damn pervert can trouble Captain Cheng to send him back to the bureau for a 'good reception'!!!" Xiao Lan gritted her teeth and said these four words, then turned to support Yan Jing who was about to leave, but at this time, Yan Jing, who had been staring tightly at Wu Zhengxie without letting go and with a strong sense of guilt in her eyes, did not move.

  Looking at Wu Zhengye's miserable appearance, his fractured fingers, Yan Jing's heart ached again, she opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound, helplessly, two lines of tears rolled down, amidst the bitterness...she closed her eyes.

  Xiao Lan saw Yan Jing stop and suddenly thought of something, "Right, Captain Cheng, today's matter, Sister Yan doesn't want others to know, Captain Cheng..."

  "I understand," Cheng Zhong's voice was icy cold, his murderous gaze fixed on Wu Zhengxie, Yan Jing fell silent with tears, he saw it, saw it clearly, his heart was also bleeding.

  In her daily life, Yan Jing is notorious in the entire police system of H City for being strict, cold and strong. No one has ever seen her shed a tear.

  But Cheng Zhong knew that Yan Jing was only strong on the surface, in fact, her heart was very fragile, it's just that no one in the entire police system could break through her defensive layer and enter her heart.

  At this moment, the drastic change has shattered her surface defense, and she who was once strong has silently shed tears several times...

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