Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Ren Ci was in a state of confusion up to this point. He just felt that all the sounds and things seemed to be very far away from him at once, so far away that he felt like a wandering soul with nowhere to go.

The secretary whispered something in his ear eagerly, but he couldn't hear a word.

Everyone's faces became blurred in his pupils.

When he came to his senses again, it was as if his soul had returned to its original place, and there were police and doctors standing in front of him.

It's cold and empty inside, like a crematorium where a person's life is buried and destroyed, transformed into a layer of ashes that disperses when the wind blows.

"Mr. Ren, this is your brother..."

Ren Ci seemed to have been injected with a little bit of life again, and he followed their gaze and looked over.

Is that really his brother?
Lying there coldly, his face was pale and blue, his eyes were closed tightly, and he looked so strange.

"she……"

His throat was as dry as if a razor blade had been stuck. Ren Ci's eyes widened and he dared not blink. His ears were buzzing. His mind was spinning. His body felt like he had fallen into an ice cave and he was trembling with cold. He almost couldn't stand still as if he was exhausted. , but the secretary next to him quickly supported him with quick eyes and hands.

Ren Ci lowered his dark and turbid eyes, and his hands trembled, as if he wanted to touch but didn't dare to.

He knew extremely well that as long as he touched that cold skin, it was like he had made a decision about something.

"impossible……"

"impossible……"

This was the first time that a man who had always been rational and calm showed such out-of-control emotions. His hands were shaking, and eventually his whole body was shaking.

He muttered to himself, eagerly denying something.

The secretary has been with the man for so long, and he clearly understands that Ren Ci is not as cold-blooded as he seems to be toward Yan Ran. Some love is silent and cannot be noticed.

What's more, this seemingly perfect man doesn't seem to know how to love someone.

Now, the secretary looked at Ren Ci with bloodshot eyes, cold sweat on his forehead, and blue knuckles on his fingers. He had never lost his composure, and he could no longer maintain his demeanor at this moment.

He is like a normal family, a good brother who dotes on his younger brother, injecting all the emotions and desires that a person should have.

The man knelt on the ground, holding hands that had no warmth. He put his face into Yan Ran's hand, rubbed it for a while, and then buried his whole face. His chest was so tight that his voice almost changed. He was hoarse and smelled of blood.

"Ran Ran... Ran Ran..."

He shouted over and over again, seeming to be choked with sobs.

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"The deceased died of excessive blood loss and had a knife wound on his abdomen, which was an important cause of death. Not only that, there were many bruises on his body. He should have been severely beaten before..."

The police used cold words to describe the process of Yan Ran's death, telling her the pain of death. The blood slowly flowed out of her body until she was no longer breathing.

How painful this must be.

Yan Ran has been afraid of pain the most since she was a child.

The murderer was quickly arrested and the court will be held today.

When the secretary got the news, he immediately called Ren Ci. When the call didn't get through, he ran to the villa to look for someone.

The doorbell rang for a long time, almost to the point of being pressed by the secretary, but there was no movement at all. This probably made him feel a little uneasy. Just when he was about to call the lock picker, the door finally opened.

As the door opened, a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol wafted out of the room, making the choking person almost unable to breathe smoothly.

The secretary's eyes were wide open, almost in disbelief, but when he saw Ren Ci's appearance at this moment, it felt like there was a stone in his throat and he couldn't say a word.

Ren Ci is a person who pays great attention to image. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, he always wears well-tailored and ironed suits without a trace of wrinkles, and his hair is always meticulously taken care of. Such a person would probably want to go downstairs and throw away the trash. Wear a three-piece suit.But the man standing in front of the secretary now has almost no shadow of his former self. He is so thin that he has sunken cheeks, his face is sickly pale, his eyes are dull, and his long hair and beard are spread out in a mess. His face looked lifeless.

He looked at the secretary with cold eyes, as if he were looking at a stranger.

The secretary was a little panicked by the look in his eyes. He swallowed and asked cautiously: "Ren, Mr. Ren, are you okay?"

This is undoubtedly nonsense. Anyone with a discerning eye can see how bad the man looks at this moment.

But apart from being hoarse, the man's voice sounded quite normal.

"come in."

The secretary stood outside, obviously under the sun, but felt cold all over.

Looking at the darkness inside, it looked like an abyss. For a moment, the secretary wanted to run away, but his good professionalism stopped him.

When he walked in, he realized that the scene was more serious than he imagined.

The coffee table was covered with wine bottles on the floor, and the ashtray was filled with dense cigarette butts. The strong smell of cigarette smoke has not dissipated yet.

Ren Ci was sitting on the sofa, and his long hair covered his eyebrows, making him look even more gloomy. He lit another cigarette, and the scarlet firelight flashed.

"Has the murderer been found?"

"Looking for it, I found it." The secretary said with a trembling voice when he saw Ren Ci's thin and pale face, pretending to be nonchalant.

He saw the man was silent for a moment, and suddenly heard a chuckle, which was sinister and sick.

The secretary looked pale and continued: "The court will be held in three days. Mr. Ren, do you want to go there?"

The house was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear each other's breathing.

The secretary waited nervously for a reply.

However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear any movement. He noticed that something was wrong, and he boldly raised his eyes to look. His vision was too dark, and he couldn't see the man clearly.

As I got closer, I realized that Ren Ci had closed his eyes!

This startled the secretary so much that he broke into a cold sweat. His first reaction was to reach out and touch the tip of the man's nose.

fine!Breathe!

The secretary breathed a huge sigh of relief and called out again, "Mr. Ren..."

As the final note fell, the tall, seemingly invincible man fell down.

"President Ren!"

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Drinking too much wine led to stomach bleeding, irregular work and rest, and malnutrition. Ren Ci was in a coma for one night and then woke up.

He blinked his eyes dully, and it still felt like he was dreaming before.

It's like a person who has been sleeping for a long time suddenly wakes up one morning. The complicated and confusing dreams he experienced at night are just a false alarm.

The sun was so warm that it burned his eyes.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear someone calling him.

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