So sweet! The popular cannon fodder was kissed by the yandere and cried

Mu Ci stared at the scarlet blood on the ground, bit his tongue hard, and after feeling the pain, he regained his usual calm.

Gao Mingjie received Mu Ci's eye signal, and tacitly pulled the safety, pointing the gun forward.

Mu Ci kicked the door open, then stepped aside and looked inside after making sure that nothing was wrong.

A strange man was lying at the entrance, his eyes wide open, with several bullet holes on his body. Blood was gushing out from the wounds, forming a pool of blood.

The enemy has guns!

Realizing this, Mu Ci's heart sank.

Gao Mingjie squatted down and felt the strange man's breath, then shook his head at Mu Ci who was standing nearby on guard, indicating that the man was beyond saving.

They quickly walked around the body and searched inside the door.

Mu Ci's sharp eyes swept across the messy living room, and he walked quickly towards the room. With his strong sixth sense, he passed under the bed, in the cabinets and other places, and went straight to the bathroom which was open a crack.

He pushed gently and the wooden door creaked.

On the empty bathroom mirror, someone had written "NO.3" in blood.

Mu Ci just took a quick glance and then looked away. Some intuition drove him to walk towards the bathroom with a curtain drawn.

"We didn't find anyone in your room." Gao Mingjie came out of the next room and said while standing at the door.

Amid the sound of his heartbeat, Mu Ci quickly pulled open the curtain.

The boy lay curled up in the bathtub with his eyes closed, his skin so pale that it was almost transparent.

Mu Ci's figure flashed.

 …

Mizuki Hospital.

"We found the harassing text messages you mentioned in your last report on the deceased's phone at home. He should be the one who has been monitoring you all along."

Gao Mingjie sat beside the bed and said to the boy whose face was still a little pale.

"The suspect who shot him took away all the property in the house. His modus operandi is very similar to the suspects who committed murders in Chunhe Street and Yulan Community. Fortunately, you hid in the bathroom and were not discovered..."

'NO.3' Everyone speculated that this was the murderer's provocation, possibly referring to the third crime he committed.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shi couldn't help but clench the quilt under his hands.

At that time, the man was only a glass door away from him. He could even hear the other person's breathing. Perhaps it was because he was too frightened, but his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

Gao Mingjie couldn't help but say, "You don't know, when Brother Mu saw you fainted in the bathtub, his legs went limp with fear."

"He didn't do this before when he was holding a bomb that was going to explode in ten seconds..."

The door was opened and a man's clear voice interrupted, "Gao Mingjie, have you finished writing the case report?"

Gao Mingjie choked and stared at Mu Ci: Hey, brother, you are not right? I am the assist, okay?

Mu Ci glanced at him coldly.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back and write now." Gao Mingjie got up and left helplessly.

Mu Ci walked to the bed with the porridge in his hand: "Eat something, take a nap, and forget about these terrible things."

Jiang Shi pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Mu, I made your house a haunted house."

"You didn't kill him, why are you apologizing?"

Mu Ci showed a look of annoyance as soon as he opened his mouth. His words were so cold and harsh, could he have misunderstood?

Jiang Shi said seriously: "But if I didn't live in my uncle's house, Huo Yingfei wouldn't have run into my uncle's house. My uncle would be working overtime at that time and not at home. At most, money would be lost..." and no one would die.

Mu Ci frowned slightly and interrupted, "The murderer had committed two murders before. He was meticulous and vicious. He had long been targeting my family. If you count it, it was me who implicated you and caused you to suffer such a terrible incident."

Jiang Shi was stunned for a moment, and then his hair was rubbed by a big hand.

Mu Ci said softly: "We don't have a God's perspective. We don't know what accidents will happen tomorrow, so don't be too hard on yourself."

Jiang Shi curved his bright eyes and nodded heavily.

"I didn't expect that Officer Mu is quite good at psychology. If he doesn't want to be a policeman anymore, he can come to our hospital to apply for a job." A deep and pleasant voice sounded in the ward.

Jiang Shi shouted in surprise: "Brother Chu?"

Chu Mobai walked over with a smile: "I heard that something happened to you, so I came to see you."

Mu Ci lowered his eyes to look at the smile on the boy's face, then looked up at the young and handsome psychologist, his eyes slightly darkening.

Call him uncle, but end up calling Chu Mobai brother?

Chu Mobai is two years older than him, so he should be called uncle!

Chu Mobai smiled: "Officer Mu, have you finished your questioning?"

Mu Ci raised his eyelids and looked at Chu Mobai. Just as he was about to speak, his cell phone rang. Gao Mingjie said that a new murder case had occurred.

"Uncle, you go and do your work. I'm fine here." Jiang Shi took the initiative to speak sensibly.

Chu Mobai: "Don't worry, Officer Mu, I will take good care of Jiang Shi."

Mu Ci had no choice but to say, "Call me if you have anything."

He walked to the door of the ward, looked back at the man who reached out to touch the boy's forehead, his face becoming colder.

"The temperature is normal, but you'd better stay here tonight to observe it, so as not to be startled and have a fever in the middle of the night."

Chu Mobai sighed again after he finished speaking: "Why are you always in trouble? When I have a break, I will go to the temple to ask for a talisman for you, so that the Buddha can bless you and dispel bad luck so that you can be safe and sound."

"Brother Chu, I'm fine." Jiang Shi felt warm in his heart, "Look, I was able to turn danger into safety twice, which means I'm pretty lucky."

Chu Mobai's eyes were as dark as ink: "If you are worried about not being able to sleep well at night, I can prescribe some sleeping pills for you."

Jiang Shi tried to be stubborn at first, but he tossed and turned as he lay on the hospital bed. Although he told himself not to think about it, his thoughts couldn't help but fall into the terrifying memories.

After hesitating for a moment, he stood up, found the pills Chu Mo had prepared, and swallowed them with boiled water. Only then did his eyes gradually become heavy.

In the middle of the night, the ward was silent. A dark shadow came from the corridor and stopped in front of the boy's bed.

The moonlight shone on his face, reflecting a stern face with high eyebrows.

It was Chu Mobai's face. He stared at the boy with an extremely aggressive gaze, his eyes wandering over his fair arms where blood vessels could be seen.

The man held a thin syringe in his left hand. He raised his hand slightly and moved closer. The syringe flashed coldly in the air.

Just as the sharp needle was about to touch the boy's skin, the sleeping person suddenly let out a pitiful whimper.

Chu Mobai paused, his dark eyes fell on the water marks at the corners of his eyes.

After a moment, the door was opened again.

Chu Mobai walked out expressionlessly, and the clean syringe fell into the trash can in a perfect parabola.