Chapter 258 Watching

"Have you fallen into memories?" Looking at Xia Kangliang not talking for a long time, Ling Yue has sat on the corridor again, and the rabbit also continued to sleep leisurely. "It seems to be a bad memory. Did the words I just said touch you? I don't know why you live. It seems that you are also such a person.

"Yes, I don't know what to live for." After saying this, Xia Kang said again, "However, that was once. Now I know what I live for."

"It's different. It's different. What you don't know is completely different from what I don't know." Indeed, as Ling Yue said, Xia Kang will not understand her confusion and confusion. I don't know what to live for. Is the whole world fake? So, what is she living in it?

Suddenly, the originally clear sky suddenly became cloudy, and it rained cats and dogs in a blink of an eye. The rain fell down the eaves like broken beads. Similarly, the originally hot temperature suddenly became cooler.

"It's raining heavily. Come in." Ling Yue said, "I don't know when the rain will last, but it seems that it will stop soon."

"No, I have something else to do." Xia Kang said, "Ha ha, it seems that this rabbit not only likes to eat meat, but also likes to sleep."

"Well, okay." Ling Yue answered faintly and turned back to the room with the rabbit in her arms.

Carefully put the rabbit in the soft bedding, and Ling Yue walked out of the room again and looked at the pouring rain in the sky. What? It seems that it is really not a rabbit. Ling Yue sighed and thought to herself that if the rabbit sleeping leisurely in her now was a rabbit, would there be any green dragon and white tiger or something like that? If that was really the case, it would be troublesome. Because once the creatures appear in mythology, there are bound to be people with spells, and maybe there will be demons or something in the end, which is much beyond expectations. Ah, no, no, how can there be such a bloody plot? Ling Yue shook her head and tried to throw strange thoughts out of her mind.

Rain, cold to the bone. Why is it cold? It's strange.

Ling Yue took back the outstretched hand with some trembling. It should be that her heart was too cold.

"Wu Yong, it's dead." A black figure floated, and his tone was indifferent, "Suicide."

"Suicide?" Ling Yue frowned and asked, "Do you stab the abdomen with a dagger?" Or hang yourself? Take poison?"

He shook his head at night, but his expression was indescribably dignified: "Neither"

"Neither, what other way is there to commit suicide? It's not necessarily jumping off a building. It seems that there is no building here for him to jump. Ling Yue said, "When did you die?"

"Just committed suicide with a strange thing." Liu Ye said, "A black hidden weapon that no one has seen."

"Black hidden weapon?" Ling Yue took a deep breath, "Lyu Ye, let's go."

In the rain, Ling Yue did not hold an umbrella. The rain soaked her dark robe and walked to the inspection house. The fiery red figure came into sight. Leng Lian also did not hold an umbrella. Judging from her look, there was no sadness or sadness. Some are just a kind of indifference. Why is it indifference? Doesn't Wu care at all when he dies?

Walking to Leng Lian, Ling Yue looked at her meaningfully and didn't say anything. But at the moment of passing by, Ling Yue heard Leng Lian say a sentence in a low voice. The steps stopped, Ling Yue looked at Leng Lian, and finally walked to the small building of the Supervision Institute without saying anything.

Liu Ye, who walked behind Ling Yue, also heard that sentence: human skin mask.

Entering the small building of the Supervision Institute, Ling Yue saw that every time she came in, she could see Wu Yong sitting on the table drinking tea, full of blood. Wu Yong's body lay on the table and had obviously died for a long time. As soon as Ling Yue stepped forward, she heard footsteps behind her. Looking back, I found that the person who came was actually Ke Chengyang.

Ke Chengyang ignored Ling Yue's surprised expression and went straight to Wu Yong's body. Just as Ke Chengyang saw the body, his expression suddenly froze: "Two...two..."

Ling Yue also looked at Wu Yong's body, and she finally understood why Ke Chengyang had such an expression: "Because Wu Yong's left and right temples have two wounds, and they were shot, and there was a pistol on the table."

"Pistol..." Ling Yue muttered, "Two wounds, and it's suicide."

Hearing Ling Yue's words, Ke Chengyang asked in disbelief, "What suicide?"

"Ryu Ye said that Wu Yong committed suicide." Ling Yue turned around and thought for a moment, "Is that right, Liu Ye?"

Liu Ye nodded and said, "Well, I saw him commit suicide with my own eyes, put this thing on my head, and then died with two loud noises." Liu Ye didn't know how shocking his words shocked Ling Yue and Ke Chengyang.

"It's impossible. You're lying." Ke Chengyang said, "If there is only one shot, then it is understandable that you say that there are two shots now, which is impossible."

Liu Ye looked at Ke Chengyang coldly and didn't say anything. But in his eyes, there is a murderous atmosphere. After all, Ke Chengyang is also a martial arts student. Naturally, he can feel the murderous spirit of Liu Ye and subconsciously stepped back two steps: "What, did I hit you?"

"Ryu Ye can't lie. Wu Yong committed suicide." Ling Yue said firmly, "So, there is no need to argue about suicide or his killing."

"You..." Ke Chengyang was a little angry. "This is obviously not suicide. Is your brain short of strings? Can you show me how to shoot yourself in the head twice in a row?

"You seem to be very angry." Ling Yue said harshly, "I know what you mean, but please don't forget that I'm your immediate superior now. That's it. You must listen to me."

"So what?" Ke Chengyang also asked, "So, what do you want to explain?"

"So, you don't need to make boring comments here."

"Boring opinions? Well, in that case, I won't interfere in this case."

"Whatever." As soon as Ling Yue's voice fell, Ke Chengyang strode away. But halfway, she folded back. Ling Yue was a little surprised: "What's the matter? Why did you come back?"

"Watch the fun." Ke Chengyang said, "I'd like to see how you, the president of the supervisory court, will solve this case."

Ling Yue smiled at the corners of her mouth: "It's not a dead person who can be called a case. There is another thing in the world called conspiracy."

Conspiracy! A trace of doubt flashed in Ke Chengyang's mind, but the current atmosphere was really not suitable for asking questions, so Ke Chengyang just sat in the chair with no expression on his face and said nothing. After a while, he lowered his head as if he was thinking about some profound problem.