Patting his sleeves, Lao Mi Tou wiped the dust in front of him with his hand.

"It will be soon."

After walking out, Chen Xiaodao pulled out his foot that was pressed by the brick: "When I see you, I will add an apartment and a shop and add 500,000 yuan. That will be a huge loss."

Kicking away the dust from the soles of his feet, Feng Zhibai said calmly: "It's not an apartment, it's not a shop, it's not five hundred thousand, it's four lives."

As soon as she said this, Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiaodao shut up at the same time.

Compared with life, money is really nothing.

Fu Qiang used his body in exchange for a stable life for his family, and he would never have to suffer the abuse of the vicious men and women again. It was not a loss for him.

The three of them wandered around for a while, and it was getting late before they took a taxi home.

At night, the You family's apartment was not as harmonious as the three of them together.

Chang Zhuojin returned home, and the moment she opened the door, her face darkened.

Usually, before I come back, the lights in the apartment and the lights outside are always on.

But tonight, from the street lights in front of my house to my house, all the lights are dim.

What's the meaning?

The power outage was intentional.

If there is a power outage, candles or backup power should also be connected.

If it was intentional, then he would have nowhere to vent his anger in the company today.

Throwing the briefcase on the nearest shoe cabinet, he reached out and turned on the light on the wall.

The tone was suppressed and filled with anger: "Fu Chengmei!"

There is no expected answer.

Chang Zhuojin's face was completely stunned.

In the past, as long as he shouted a word, Fu Chengmei would have to come over and kneel down to flatter him even if he was taking a shower.

But today she didn't answer herself!

"Fu Chengmei! Can't you hear me? You're deaf!"

"Snapped--"

With a snap, all the lights in the apartment were turned on in an instant.

The apartment, which was full of life, was empty at the moment.

Went to the living room.

Only then did Zhuo Changjin see that there were many things placed chaotically on the table in the kitchen and living room and on the sofa.

Littered clothes, shoes, pots and pans can be seen everywhere.

The scene was as chaotic as a fight.

There are very few free spaces on the ground where you can put your feet down.

"What are you doing? Is this a big change?"

Throwing the keys in his hand on the coffee table in the living room, he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, then walked toward the second floor of the apartment.

"Fu Chengmei!"

He yelled again angrily!

But still no one answered.

The whole apartment seemed empty, except for the reply letters.

Sensing something was wrong, he walked softly up the stairs and his voice became softer.

"Xiaocheng, Meiling."

Going up to the bedroom on the second floor, Chang Zhuojin carefully called out to her son and lover.

But in the empty room, only the silent night kept responding to his call.

Looking at the tightly closed bedroom doors around him, it was obviously the room where he would rest every night, but for the first time, he had the idea of ​​not daring to move forward.

"Small town."

"Meiling."

Tiptoeing into the bedroom, Chang Zhuojin shouted again at the top of her voice.

"Meiling."

Reaching for the bedroom door.

The doorknob lock made a clicking sound.

"Meiling, are you there?"

Slowly opening the bedroom door, he reached for the switch on the wall.

The moment the bedroom light turned on, Chang Zhuojin felt as if someone had pushed her back!

He moved forward and fell to the ground with a thud! The cold touch under his butt made him eject in an instant!

He panicked and picked up the things under him. His eyes widened, his breathing became rapid and he let out the loudest scream in his life!

"Ah! Ah!"

The steps under his feet continued to retreat, and Chang Zhuojin hit the wardrobe behind him with another thud.

Along with a strong smell of blood, the closet door seemed to have been knocked open by something heavy.

At the same time, the heavy feeling on his back made his waist suddenly bend.

"Um!"

He groaned, a gurgling sound came from his throat, and his heartbeat was beating like crazy at this moment!

He opened his eyes nervously and slowly turned his head. The first thing that caught his eye was not the familiar face, but a pair of eyes that were as wide as dead fish eyes!

His pale eyes were filled with blood and the smell of blood made him forget to breathe!

On the woman's face, he clearly saw at least six knife marks!

Turn over the meat noodles with a knife!

The blood is like a slow stream of water, flowing out along the knife marks!

The blood rubbed along his ears and left residual warmth on his cheeks!

"help me..."

Following Zhuo Meiling's call to save me, Chang Zhuojin screamed again.

"ah!"

He pushed Zhuo Meiling away, whose back was covered with blood, and rolled and crawled out of the bedroom door.

The whole apartment became extremely bright the moment he screamed!

"Ah! Killing, killing!"

The moment he ran down from the second floor, there was a loud roar outside the apartment door!

Chang Zhuojin held a knife in her hand. When she heard the cry of killing, she rushed in front of the woman and covered her mouth: "Don't scream! Don't scream!"

"Uh-huh!"

The woman whose mouth was covered struggled desperately!

There was panic and fear in his eyes.

He raised the knife in a panic and put the dagger in his hand against the woman's neck: "Don't you hear me when I tell you not to scream!"

The woman was so frightened that she knelt on the ground with trembling legs.

Chang Zhuojin restrained the woman, put down the dagger, and trembled with a trembling mouth: "Chengmei, we are husband and wife! If I go out like this today, I will definitely be misunderstood! I did not kill anyone! Believe me, Chengmei, Meiling was not killed by me! No.

I killed him!"

Fu Chengmei didn't dare to speak and looked at Chang Zhuojin with her mouth tightened.

"What's your expression? You don't believe what I said?"

Seeing the panic in Fu Chengmei's eyes, Chang Zhuojin became even more angry.

He stretched out his hand and held Fu Chengmei down, with a ruthless look in his eyes: "Hurry up and say you believe me! Hurry up and tell me you believe me!"

Fu Chengmei cried out in fear: "I, I believe, I believe."

"Do you really believe me?"

Hearing Fu Chengmei say that he believed in himself, Chang Zhuojin put down the knife in his hand and grabbed Fu Chengmei's arms excitedly: "Chengmei, we are husband and wife, and husband and wife should help each other! You didn't see anything today,

I didn’t kill Meiling, can you testify for me?”
To be continued...