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The old man's breathing was slow, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her eyes were full of distress.

"A Bao," the old man's voice gradually became fainter. Her eyes turned and looked at the man in the wheelchair, "A Bao is here?"

The woman in the wheelchair was slightly stunned. She quickly glanced at Zhou Qingli on the ground, then looked at the old man with a smile, and spoke warmly while pushing the wheelchair closer.

"Grandma, how are you feeling today?"

The old man replied slowly: "Very good, I should be able to be discharged from the hospital in a few days. Ah Bao, thank you for your hard work these days."

The woman didn't know how Zhou Qingli would answer, so she said gently according to her own character: "You are my grandma, and this is what I should do. Grandma, you need to get well soon, I also want to take care of you." You should go out and play more."

The old man nodded slightly, "Okay."

Zhou Qingli looked at the old man intently, all pain and resentment forgotten, she only thought about what her grandma should do.

However, after knowing that his grandma could not see himself as a ghost, Zhou Qingli breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't want to make grandma feel uncomfortable.

The woman did not dare to say more, fearing that if she spoke too much she would miss the point, so she said: "Grandma, you have a good rest, I still have some things to deal with."

The old man responded weakly, "Be careful when you go out."

The woman smiled and said, "Well, I understand."

Zhou Qingli also followed the woman out.

But she didn't notice that after she turned around, a tear fell from the end of the old man's eyes and was hidden in the cracks of his hair. She kept her eyes open and watched the soul disappear into the room.

After leaving the ward, the woman dared to talk to Zhou Qingli, "So your name is Abao."

Zhou Qingli said: "Abao is my nickname. My grandma is the only one who thinks I am a treasure."

Her eyes became far-reaching, as if looking to a far away place, "My grandma was very good to me, but she didn't dote on me. She taught me a lot about how to behave, to be kind to others, to help others more, and to laugh often. .”

"Your grandma is so kind."

Zhou Qingli lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "So I don't understand why kind-hearted people experience more suffering?"

It seemed like a sigh, but also like a complaint, "It's only five hundred yuan..."

The painful memory of that day comes to mind...

After the service, Zhou Qingli reached for the money he deserved as usual.

But five cards were taken away.

While getting dressed, Sun Jianbin said with disdain, "I'm not satisfied with your service. I have to take a 500 reduction."

Zhou Qingli didn’t accept it, “It’s obviously a price that has been negotiated, it can’t be less!”

There was a "pop" sound.

The crisp sound seemed to stop all the surrounding movement.

Sun Jianbin spat and cursed loudly, "You damn thing, don't be so shameless."

Zhou Qingli gritted her teeth and suddenly smiled at him. She softened her tone and said, "Brother Sun, please don't hold me back five hundred. I'm very short of money recently. "

Sun Jianbin sneered, raised his eyebrows, sat on the bed, and shook the five hundred yuan in his hand, "Lie on the ground and learn how to bark like a dog. It makes me happy. It's more than five hundred yuan. Maybe you can give me more." It’s a few hundred dollars for you.”

Zhou Qingli clenched her hands tightly, five hundred...five hundred...this is the medicine her grandma needs for a day.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qingli slowly knelt on the ground, then bent over and lay on the ground.

But she could never scream.

The man sitting on the bed laughed so loudly that he doubled over.

Zhou Qingli couldn't control the hatred in her heart. She stood up and grabbed the five hundred yuan while the man wasn't paying attention.

The nails scratched the back of Sun Jianbin's hand, which made the man furious.

The man picked up the ashtray on the bedside table and hit Zhou Qingli hard on the forehead. "Who gave you the courage?!" Sun Jianbin sneered, "How greedy are you for money? You have to go all out to grab 500 yuan. Zhou Qingli, how about I support you and give you yuan a month? , you don’t have to do anything, just serve me well.”

Zhou Qingli covered her bleeding forehead and glared at Sun Jianbin fiercely. "Bah," she curled her lips, "Do you know? You are the shortest of all the men I have ever seen."

This sentence instantly angered Sun Jianbin. The smile on his face disappeared and was replaced by anger.

He clenched the crystal ashtray in his hand, pressed Zhou Qingli with one hand, and then hit her again and again.

Zhou Qingli's consciousness blurred for a moment, her hands and feet lost strength, and a heartbreaking pain came from her forehead. She opened her mouth, but she didn't even have the strength to say a word for mercy.

The second before he fell into darkness, Zhou Qingli thought of his grandma, the old man who was still waiting for her to return.

Sun Jianbin, who was gradually falling into madness, looked at the bloody woman in front of him, and the bloodthirsty factor in his body screamed crazily.

So the man picked up a knife and slit the woman's throat. He smiled with satisfaction as he watched the blood splash out like a fountain.

As the saying goes, it is easier to kill than to leave the body behind.

But this is just a small problem for Sun Jianbin.

Because he is rich and powerful, he is the richest real estate owner in the local area.

As long as they are willing to pay, there will be people willing to do anything.

When Sun Jianbin was arrested, the police asked: "Just for 500 yuan to kill someone and silence him? This 500 yuan is nothing to you, right?"

Sun Jianbin was full of disdain, "Because I don't want to give it to that bitch, and also," he smiled, full of confidence, "I didn't kill the person, I didn't kill anyone."

That night, a man showed up at the local police station.

He said: "I came to surrender. I killed Zhou Qingli."

After a thorough investigation, the forensic doctor found a remaining fingerprint on Zhou Qingli's body.

After examination, the fingerprints indeed belonged to the man who surrendered.

Surveillance that night showed that the man entered the room of Sun Jianbin and Zhou Qingli.

When the man surrendered, he even brought the murder weapon-a knife and a crystal ashtray.

There were traces of Zhou Qingli's blood on it.

After inspection, it was found that only this man's fingerprints were on the two murder weapons.

Shen Anran stood at the door of the police station, waiting for the final result.

In the interrogation room.

When the man was interrogated, he cooperated and described the scene in detail.

He is Sun Jianbin's friend. On the night of the incident, he used to enjoy Zhou Qingli's services together.

It was Zhou Qingli who was trying to get 500 more yuan, but in the end he couldn't control himself and killed her directly.

After a background check, it was found that the man did have a criminal record before and was just released last year.

As he spoke, the man suddenly froze, and his whole body seemed to be emptied out for a few seconds.

The interrogating police officer called his name twice.

But the man suddenly said: "The real murderer is Sun Jianbin. He promised to give me five million to take the blame."

"I have a daughter, and with this money, she can have better resources for development. So I agreed."

"There is a voice recorder stuck under the bed in my rental house, and there is evidence inside."

After saying these words, the man trembled suddenly, blinked, and was a little confused.

Watching a police car drive away from the police station.

Shen Anran then got up and left here.