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Chapter 34 Turning Point

Chapter 34: Turn

Ivan's smile was like a devil's smile in Zhao Zhenxue's eyes. For a moment, the computer was automatically assembled, the empty magazines, the RMB that disappeared under his nose, the empty plastic jelly shell on his hands, and the strange confession of the bank robbery...

These scenes that cannot be explained by common sense are intertwined with the smile in front of you, forming a net that she cannot see through. Outside the net is a sunny normal world, but inside is a cold and strange reality.

Xia Jing's face was already a little dark, and her arms even began to twitch unconsciously. She could tell without the doctor Zhao Zhenxue that she was almost out of reach.

A living life is about to fall before her, and the biggest suspect is sitting in front of her, but she can't do anything.

Xia Jing's fire of life was only slightly left. The body that could not get oxygen began to show violent reflex twitching, knocking the bed board through the quilt and making a sound. The twitching was an alarm for the brain's hypoxia. Zhao Zhenxue pressed Xia Jing's head, turned her eyelids, and her eyes began to turn white. Her eyes were not at all bright, and she saw that she had stepped onto the brink of death with one foot.

Zhao Zhenxue's mind was completely blank. When she entered the criminal police team, she never thought that one day she would face such a situation. She did not point her gun at her, there was no vicious gangster, only a smiling suspect, and a dying victim.

There was no connection between the two. The suspect had never moved from beginning to end, but the victim was already dying. But Zhao Zhenxue knew that these were all done by Zhou Feng. Although she didn't know how the other party did it, she clearly understood the truth of the matter.

Zhao Zhenxue wanted to intimidate, but when she saw Ivan's faint smile and cold eyes, she gave up this idea in her heart - it was useless.

A person who can show such an expression in front of a dying person will not get anything without any means.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Zhao Zhenxue's mind, as if the ocean of thinking was mixed with soap, and was blown by the wind, countless bubbles were raised, but when he really touched these bubbles, they broke into void one by one.

The only thing Zhao Zhenxue never thought about was herself. She never thought about, what about herself if Xia Jing died?

People who are in a state of loss are easily detected by consciousness, so Ivan know almost everything about Zhao Zhenxue's thoughts.

"You want to save her?"

When Zhao Zhenxue heard Zhou Feng's voice suddenly appear in his mind, he recovered from his awakening, but he was not surprised: "Yes, I want to save her, what do you want?"

"Nothing, I just hope you can see some facts and help me solve it..."

"You save the person first. When you finish speaking, you will be afraid that it will be impossible." Zhao Zhenxue interrupted.

"Don't worry, she will not die for a while."

Xia Jing finally made a violent cough, and then she let out a long and deep cry of "Uh...", which was the low whistle made by the lungs' breathing too quickly, sounding like the evil ghost in hell returning to the world, making a gloomy moan.

Zhao Zhenxue turned around, Xia Jing's face improved a little, and the twitching stopped, but the person seemed to be a little inadequate in breathing, his mouth was wide open, and he was breathing hard with his mouth.

"Let's talk about the conditions."

If there is a conflict between punishing evil and promoting good, how should you resolve it yourself? If you cannot capture the murderer and rescue hostages, then what should you put first?

When she went to the police academy, her classmates and teachers discussed a lot of these issues, and sometimes she also discussed them with some friends. No matter who the partner is or what occasion, Zhao Zhenxue has always adhered to the first point of view.

There is a very sufficient and simple reason for Zhao Zhenxue's persistence - letting go of a bad person may cause harm to more good people. A temporary soft-hearted heart may lead to endless disasters.

But today, she made the second choice. Seeing that the breathing gradually turned into normal and her face began to turn red, she felt that what she did might not be a mistake. The bad guy ran away and there was still a chance to catch him, but if the person died, he would never survive again.

Sometimes, only after experiencing some things can people truly understand their own ideas.

"If you know what this woman did, you will definitely regret it." Yifan looked at Zhao Zhenxue leisurely and took care of Xia Jing, who was unconscious on the bed, and couldn't help but smile on his face, and said.

Zhao Zhenxue shook her head, without arguing, and had heard the voice records of her colleagues. Xia Jing's purpose of coming here without Ivan saying that she could guess it roughly. The electric shock self-defense device found in her bag further deepened her judgment. Maybe she would really regret it in the future, but at this moment, she thought it was worth it.

There is always only one way for human stupidity, that is, self-righteousness, Xia Jing is like this, Zhao Zhenxue is like this, and she may have been like this, too.

But it is precisely because of this that the world becomes interesting.

When Xia Jing returned to school, it was already past 10 o'clock in the evening. She woke up 40 minutes ago. When she woke up, she even thought she was dead until she saw Zhao Zhenxue and Ivan talking to each other.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Zhenxue turned around and expressed concern to her. Seeing Zhao Zhenxue's police uniform, she felt a little relieved, but then when she saw Ivan beside her, she curled up in fear.

"When you wake up, go home by yourself." Ivan's tone was a little cold and it was a command.

Yifan's words caused Xia Jing to tremble unconsciously. In her eyes, Zhou Feng was no longer the lover who obeyed her before, but a vicious criminal.

Xia Jing looked at Zhao Zhenxue with a look of help. Zhao Zhenxue nodded to her and agreed to Ivan's words.

The two seemed to have formed some kind of tacit understanding and drove Xia Jing out like a child.

Xia Jing didn't know why the police didn't arrest Zhou Feng, but she couldn't think about it so much. She had just escaped on the verge of death and was still on the verge of collapse.

Xia Jing staggered and struggled to put on her shoes, picked up her bag, and ran downstairs like she escaped from a demon cave, although she was still wearing high heels.

Taxis cannot enter the school, so Xia Jing walked through the road from the school gate to the dormitory step by step.

Before going to Yifan, Xia Jing was fully prepared. If the other party disagreed, if the other party turned against each other, if she turned against each other, if she discussed... She considered many possible things, including the most dangerous situation, and for this reason, she also brought an electric shock self-defense device in her bag.

But now, Xia Jing, who was walking on the school's boulevard, had nothing in her mind. Money and famous brands were floating like clouds, and there was only one thing left in her mind, which was firmly left in her mind - fear.

The fear of not getting air, the fear of breathing with all your strength but nothing, the fear of body spasm, the fear of vision disappearing, the fear of consciousness becoming chaos and about to disappear...

It was almost seven or eight hundred meters away from the school gate to the dormitory. As Xia Jing walked, her body couldn't help but tremble intermittently, and her whole body became a little nervous. When someone passed by nearby, she would always stare at the other party nervously, knowing that the other party disappeared from her own vision...

"Xia Jing? What's wrong with you?"

"Ah..." Xia Jing heard the sudden sound behind her back, and instinctively screamed, waving her arms randomly.

"Xia Jing, don't be afraid, it's me, it's me Lin Quan." The visitor pressed Xia Jing's shoulder hard to control her crazy actions. Xia Jing finally opened her eyes. The person in front of her was her current boyfriend Lin Quan.

"Lin Quan!" Xia Jing shouted, as if the daughter who left home saw her father, she threw herself into the arms of the other person with all her strength. "Lin Quan, Lin Quan..."

"I'm here, what's wrong with you? I don't see you for dinner, and the phone is off..."

Xia Jing shouted Lin Quan's name over and over again, as if the name and the body temperature he hugged tightly could bring him a sense of security. Lin Quan also answered and comforted him over and over again. For him, this was a very rare opportunity. He and Xia Jing had just met for less than a week and had just entered the stage of holding hands, but now, he could hardly imagine that Xia Jing, who has always been aloof, actually hugged him.

Lin Quan felt that the hard waiting under Xia Jing’s dormitory for the past few hours was not in vain.

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