[R18] Lianqing(NP) – “Lian Qing (NP)” Chapter 274 [English]

【NP line】Finished

After pulling on a pair of pants and putting on a shirt, Jiang Dongyue covered the wound and went downstairs, his pale lips trembling all the time.

After going downstairs, he casually asked a bodyguard for the car and keys, got into the driver’s seat and rushed out of the hospital with a kick of the accelerator.

He was not familiar with the road to Zhang’s house. After going around for two hours, he finally arrived in front of Zhang’s house.

Strangely enough, the door here is ajar, there are no bodyguards, not even the security guard watching the door.

However, Jiang Dongyue, who was full of anger, didn’t care about this. He got up and got out of the car, pushed open the door of Zhang’s house, and strode straight to the main building.

The main building was the same as the entrance. There was no light and no sign of people. Jiang Dongyue looked around and finally found the study room following the smell of alcohol.

When he opened the study door, he saw Zhang Jizong sitting against the wall, surrounded by wine bottles and cigarette butts, and there were a few pools of blood on the ground, probably from vomiting after drinking too much.

When Jiang Dongyue saw He’s appearance, his anger went straight to the top of his head. He rushed over and grabbed Zhang Jizong’s collar and lifted He up, wishing to kill He now.

“Zhang Jizong! What did you do to Qingqing! What did you do!!!”

Zhang Jizong looked up at he blankly, with a smile on his lips.

“Then kill me, kill me!!!”

“You think I don’t dare, right? Huh?”

After saying that, Jiang Dongyue threw he aside and started wandering around crazily. Finally, his eyes fell on the pistol on the table.

——It was brought back by Zhang Jizong that day. It had been left there untouched. Jiang Dongyue didn’t even need to pull the safety cover after picking it up.

But when he pointed the gun at Zhang Jizong’s forehead, he hesitated. He opened and closed his hand several times without pulling the trigger.

So this time it was Zhang Jizong’s turn to laugh. He took a staggering step forward and actually put his forehead directly on the muzzle of the gun.

“Didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? Come on!”

“You said it so decisively, but you are not a coward like Wu Yuan!”

“I killed his son, I killed his son, and he actually said to me, said to me, Mr. Zhang, I know you were impulsive…”

“On impulse…On impulse…Jiang Dongyue, do you think it’s funny?”

“I killed his son, and he actually said I was impulsive!!!”

Speaking of this, Jizong’s smile was already filled with tears, and Jiang Dongyue’s hands trembled even more.

“Zhang Jizong, I want your life! I want your life!!!”

After speaking, Jiang Dongyue pulled the trigger hard, but the firing pin rang, but there was no sound of the bullet coming out of the chamber.

-This is a gun without bullets.

The clear sound of the firing pin made both Zhang Jizong and Jiang Dongyue stunned. Jiang Dongyue took a step back, and Zhang Jizong had an expression of disbelief on his face.

But after a brief period of disbelief, Zhang Jizong suddenly laughed, and he cried and laughed at the same time, and his intermittent words were filled with genuine happiness.

“Jiang Dongyue…I knew…I knew you really dared! You really dared!”

As he spoke, he took a few steps back and waved to Jiang Dongyue.

“Let’s go… let’s go…”

After saying that, he sat down against the wall and started drinking. Jiang Dongyue calmed down a lot after firing a shot, but his voice was still trembling.

“Zhang Jizong, you are right, I am indeed a coward.”

After saying that, he turned around and pushed open the door of the study room to leave. Zhang Jizong picked up the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth while turning his head to look at the bullet holes in the wall on the left.

——There are five or six scattered bullet holes, all left when he attempted suicide. He is a coward.

After drinking another bottle of wine, Zhang Jizong got up from the ground, staggered to the desk with the gun, opened the drawer and took a magazine from inside and put it into the gun.

He dipped a piece of white cloth in wine and carefully wiped off the fingerprints left by Jiang Dongyue on it, then loaded the gun and fired the gun. This time, there was no hesitation in his movements.

But before shooting, he looked at the huge photo frame on the wall. It was a family photo taken when he was 10 years old, and it was the only family photo so far.

Three minutes later, a huge gunshot rang out throughout the Zhang family, and at the same time, Jiang Dongyue, who had just opened the car door at the door, paused.

He looked back at the building where the study was located, his eyes filled with shock.

But what Zhang Jizong and Jiang Dongyue didn’t know was that not far from Zhang Jizong’s fallen body, there was a crumpled checklist with Wu Ting’s name written on it in the black trash can.

Soon it will be put into the evidence bag, bringing the bloody truth to the Fang and Wu families.

*
At 3 o’clock in the afternoon, Jiang Dongyue returned to the hospital and walked to Ji Qing’s ward. Zhou Jianshen and Zhou Fucheng were accompanying her inside, while Jiang Dongxian was still sitting in the corridor outside the door.

“Brother…”

he spoke hoarsely, Jiang Dongxian did not answer, still leaning forward and holding his forehead.

“Brother… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have called you a coward.”

Jiang Dongyue spoke again, Jiang Dongxian was silent for a moment, and finally looked up at he, his eyes falling on the red clothes around his waist.

“Go find someone to change the gauze, and then let the doctor take a look at it.”

Jiang Dongyue nodded.

“Thank you, brother.”

After saying that, he turned around and left. At this time, Zhou Jianshen was looking at Ji Qing by the bedside. Like Jiang Dongxian, he held Ji Qing’s hand and put it to his mouth, talking to Ji Qing in a low voice.

Just when he lowered his head and kissed Ji Qing’s finger, Zhou Fucheng stood behind him, his eyes suddenly falling on the respiratory monitoring screen.

After looking at it carefully for a few seconds, Zhou Fucheng frowned and spoke.

“Léon.attends, je crois qu’elle respire.”

(Leon, wait, I think she is breathing.)

After saying this, Zhou Jianshen raised his head and looked at Zhou Fucheng. At the same time, Jiang Dongxian and Jiang Dongyue also turned back to look at the monitoring screen through the glass, with huge surprise in their eyes.