Meng Shuya looked panicked, and hurriedly ran out, and before she could take a step, she was dragged back by He Ziheng's hair and fell in front of the cold sink.

"I said, don't do superfluous things, you take my words as a deaf ear?" The man's eyes approached, and his dark eyes rolled with murderous intent.

"No, it's not me, I don't, I don't have ......" The scalp was dragged painfully, but Meng Shuya didn't dare to resist, she could only tremble, begging the man to let go.

He Ziheng smiled coldly, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and slowly slid it towards Meng Shuya's cheek, his voice was calm and gloomy chill, "I hate others for lying to me the most"

"I didn't lie to you, I really didn't call the police, don't believe it, you can check my call history, I really didn't call" Meng Shuya explained in a panic

"How old are you?" He Ziheng sneered, "You deliberately put that license plate in the bank, let the bank help you call the police, so you can take the opportunity to lure the police over?" Meng Shuya, do you think that little Jiujiu in your heart will not be clear? ”

Meng Shuya's eyes twitched, how could he, how could he guess?

He Ziheng smiled gloomily, the hand holding Meng Shuya's hair slowly loosened, slowly moved the other party's red lips along the other party's cheeks, and said to the figure in the mirror: "I originally wanted to let you go, but you didn't abide by the agreement, then you can't blame me, don't worry, I will burn paper money for you today next year."

The cold words fell, He Ziheng exerted his strength in vain, and stabbed the dagger into Meng Shuya's chest, Meng Shuya's body suddenly stiffened, her eyes widened, and she let out a whining cry in her throat, struggling to escape from He Ziheng's control, He Ziheng tightly covered Meng Shuya's mouth, preventing the other party from making a sound, and pierced her wrist deeper into the heart.

Meng Shuya struggled for a moment, but finally gradually lost her voice.

There was a faint sound of chaotic footsteps outside the bathroom, He Ziheng drew a dagger, left Meng Shuya's body aside, and looked out of the door through the gap.

The police have reached the third floor and are deploying police to guard the exit.

He Ziheng flipped out the phone and dialed a number, "I'm on the third floor of the shopping mall, surrounded by the police, the things have been obtained, send someone to pick me up"

"Go to the top floor" The cold magnetic male voice spoke

He Ziheng hooked his lips, hung up the phone, took off the blood-spattered coat, glanced at the corpse on the ground, looked at the red USB flash drive in his hand, and left with a sneer.

Helian Jue, Long Ziyue, you owe me and be ready to pay it back with your life!

The wind and clouds are rolling around, and there is nowhere to return.

Meng Shuya's murder caused an uproar in Jiangcheng, and various media blocked outside the city police station, asking about the progress of the case and competing for first-hand news.

At the same time, the news of He Ziheng's escape from prison spread far and wide, causing a fierce reversal, and the city bureau issued a death order to solve the case within seven days, and the entire serious case was also busy with this team.

In the main house of the Song family, Song Yaohui turned off the TV, leaned on the sofa and smiled coldly.

The He family can have today, and the Jing family is really clever.

"The He family has been defeated, when does Miss Wu plan to deal with the Jing family?" Collecting his thoughts, Song Yaohui turned his head and asked the woman on the other side of the sofa.

The woman leaned lazily on the sofa, leisurely applying her fingertips, and the black nail polish fell a dark black glow on the slightly white nails, gloomy and weird.

After applying the last finger, the woman put down the nail polish and blew lightly on the nails, seemingly very satisfied with her work, then she raised her eyes, gently swept Song Yaohui's tightly twisted eyebrows, and said with a low smile: "The head of the Song family is still so anxious"