inferior possession

Chapter 61

Just as Duan Congzhen hoped, the deer kicked him really brought up bruises.

It's not deep, it's not serious, but it's surprisingly difficult to heal, and every time it's touched, it brings a dull pain.

Looking at the traces of his thin abdomen in the mirror, Duan Congzhen raised his eyebrows slightly, grabbed the towel to wipe off the water stains on his body, and suddenly there was an exclamation behind him.

"Ah, Doctor Duan, you are injured."

Looking back, the man he had just brought back was leaning loosely by the door, looking at him with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes frankly swept across Duan Congzhen's muscular abdomen, and became frivolous, "Do you want me to rub the medicine on you?"

"No need." Duan Congzhen chuckled, stretched out his hand and pressed heavily on his bruise, pressing down hard until it was so painful that he was numb before releasing, "Let it stay."

"Who dares to hurt Dr. Duan?" The man smiled, refused to give way, and turned his head to look at him, "It's really courageous."

"Rebellious pet." Duan Congzhen pursed his lips, didn't say much, and didn't even show any sullenness, as if talking about this matter didn't affect him much.

Rebel pets.

Isn't that what deer are?

He tried his best to break through the last line of defense of Ji Lu's already fragile spirit, treated Ji Lu as a guinea pig, tested the medicine he was proud of on him, and tried every means to humiliate him, torture him, and take revenge on him. Give yourself nearly seven years of misery.

For Duan Congzhen, there is no difference between the deer and the little white mice and rabbits in the laboratory. When he needs them, he is willing to raise them. When he doesn't need them, he can also wring their necks without hesitation. Send those poor things to the dissecting table.

That is, the deer does not need to die, after all, it is against the law.

Duan Congzhen only needs to confirm that he has become suspicious, vulnerable, and vulnerable, that his future life has no hope, and that he has no chance to get up, that's enough.

He will ruin Jilu's life and make him unable to find any evidence.

Unlike him, like a desperate deer, who kicked him away with all his strength, but left such obvious marks on him.

As long as Duan Congzhen thinks, he can go for the injury test now, and then ask the police to arrest that stupid man who intentionally hurt others.

Really not smart.Duan Congzhen felt arrogant.

Wiping his hair and coming out, Duan Congzhen took a plate of information and put it in front of the man. The man was leaning on the sofa and drinking tea, very leisurely.

"What is this?" The man glanced at it.

"Confidentiality agreement." Duan Congzhen said, "Since we have reached a deal, I have to promise to fulfill it faithfully."

"Don't worry." The man smiled, "Doctor Duan has come to see me personally, how could I not show face."

He has worked in the Drug Federation Committee for so many years, and he also understands the unspoken rules. In fact, he has been following Duan Congzhen for a long time, but he has never been able to find a chance to get close.

The man stared at him, signed it very readily, and then blinked, "Speaking of which, doctor, do you want to have sex with me?"

The action of wiping his hair paused, Duan Congzhen glanced at him, and smiled strangely, "Of course not."

"Why?" the man asked.

"Because I hate men who ask why."

The eyes suddenly became deep, and the two faced each other silently. In the end, the other party was the first to compromise, and sighed regretfully, "Okay, it seems that my luck is bad."

"Walk slowly." Duan Congzhen didn't even look at him.

"However," the man suddenly turned his head, looked at him, pointed at his belly, and smiled, "If you want, I can also kick you like that—if this is your sexual fetish."

Duan Congzhen turned his head, looked at him lightly, and repeated slowly, "Walk slowly."

"Where is he?" the man asked, "Did you lock him up?"

"Who?" Duan Congzhen asked casually.

"Your rebellious little pet."

As if he didn't expect him to ask this, Duan Congzhen was slightly taken aback, and then reacted, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and his voice became a little colder, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Don't be angry, just asking casually." The man shrugged with a smile and opened the door, "Let's go now."

After the man left, Duan Congzhen thought about his question, and suddenly remembered the cursor that flickered in his home.

At that time, he was a little shocked by Ji Lu, his obedient little deer, would actually do this kind of obedient deer.

Positioning at home means that his mobile phone is at home.

I searched up and down, but found nothing. Duan Congzhen was not annoyed, he searched patiently, the more he couldn't find him, the more he became more energetic, as if he was playing a game with the escaped man. Who is smarter.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Duan Congzhen pressed his palm on the delicate and silky satin surface of the quilt, recalling Jilu for the first time, guessing where he would hide his phone in order to escape from himself.

If he wanted to kill him now, where would he hide?

Wardrobe?He was afraid of the small and dark environment.

Or a utility room?Not necessarily, after all, there are no good memories there.

The bedroom—no, it's too obvious here.

Looking around aimlessly, his eyes slowly drooped and landed on the carpet under his feet. After a long time, Duan Congzhen seemed to think of something, and slowly bent down.

Sure enough, the flashlight shone in, and in the shadow under the bed, there was a small cardboard box, which looked like a mobile phone box, but it was very old and looked very ordinary.

He reached out to hook out the box, opened the lid, and there was indeed the mobile phone that Ji Lu had used inside.

Clean, lying in it completely, as if waiting for Duan Congzhen to expose and discover.

Boring to take out the phone, Duan Congzhen unexpectedly found that there were many other things in it.

There is a poor-quality Charon star necklace that I don't know when, a card, and a few post-it notes that I wrote down.

Duan Congzhen recognized this card, it was issued by a pharmaceutical company, and it was a bonus card. He didn't care about it, and he didn't remember when he threw it to Jilu.

Opening the pile of dusty post-it notes, Duan Congzhen thought it was written by Ji Lu, but when he turned it over, he realized that it was his own handwriting.

There are words that I jotted down when I was on the phone with others, there are numbers that I couldn’t find the paper and I just tore it off and recorded it, and there are some ghostly symbols that Duan Congzhen can’t even recall.

Scattered and scattered, that is, the deer saved a box.

"baffling."

Duan Congzhen looked at his box of garbage, frowned slightly, put the box aside, and took out a tissue to wipe off the dust on his hands.

Then take out the card and phone inside and throw the box in the trash.

As soon as I got up, the bruise on my abdomen began to hurt again.

·

The arm was pushed, and the deer woke up from a light sleep.

"Sir, do you need help?"

Dimly hearing a woman's voice, Ji Lu suddenly woke up, opened his eyes vigilantly, and saw clearly that the person standing in front of him was wearing the uniform of a station attendant.

"Ah, I..." Ji Lu came to his senses with a severe pain in his head, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

The staff looked at him worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell? Do you need to call a doctor?"

"No need." Jilu shook his head, forced a smile, stood up with his body supported, "I'm fine, I'm sorry."

Looking around, there were unfamiliar scenes, that is, the deer took a long time to regain his senses, and let out a deep breath of relief.

He fell asleep on the station bench, but he couldn't remember how long.

It could be an hour, it could be three hours, it could be half a day.

But it doesn't matter.

Declining the help of the staff, the deer sniffed and dragged its exhausted body outside.

After leaving the station, the sunlight outside made him unable to open his eyes, that is, the deer subconsciously squinted his eyes and raised his arms to block the glare.

The air outside the house is fresh, and even the sun is a bit warm. Although they are all unfamiliar, people come and go, even deer are not so repulsive.

He ran all day and all night.

First, he bought the cheapest air ticket, went to the farthest place he could go, and then took the bus to escape further. He didn't dare to close his eyes, dare not relax, he was afraid that when he got out of the car, Duan Congzhen and him would greet him chains.

Fortunately, no, the whole journey went smoothly. He ran to this place that he didn't know the name of, and he was not chased by Duan Congzhen.

Looking back at the stop sign, it is old and in disrepair, with rust, and it has a sense of age. The deer took a breath and suddenly had an illusion of being isolated from the world.

It was as if everything in the past was just a dream, a nightmare that he couldn't escape no matter what, but now, he saw a little bit of waking dawn.

After touching the remaining money in his pocket, the deer's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, turned on the mobile phone navigation, found the cheapest hotel, and walked slowly there.

He was hungry, but not in a hurry, not at all, because no one was chasing him anymore, and no one was trying to torture him.

Without Duan Congzhen, he has nothing to fear.

·

Li Jie never saw Duan Congzhen in the laboratory after the funds from the Pharmaceutical Federation were allocated.

At first he thought he was doing surgery in the hospital, or busy with his doctoral dissertation, but later he realized that Duan Congzhen was just playing.

When he walked into his house, Duan Congzhen was leaning on the wicker chair and watching the computer. The nanny he had hired had tidied up the house and saw that he had been there all morning, clutching his stomach from time to time, thinking that he was busy with work and had no time to eat, so he offered to cook for him.

Duan Congzhen took off the earphones, glanced at her, shook his head, "No, you can go."

Then, he casually pointed to the coat on the sofa, "The wallet is in the pocket, take it yourself."

The nanny didn't insist anymore, took the salary, and left lightly.

Looking at the leaving nanny and the clean and unpopular house, Li Jie shuddered as soon as he walked in, and was about to say something when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the air-conditioning in the room and the temperature was 14 degrees.

"Damn it, Duan Congzhen, you're crazy!" Li Jie stepped over to turn off the air conditioner while touching his arm, and looked at the person sitting on the rattan chair with a casual look and thin clothes, "What month do you turn on the air conditioner? Turn on the air conditioner Looking for death?"

Duan Congzhen lazily raised his eyes, glanced at his face carefully, and said two words casually, "Analgesia."

Li Jie was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Oh, you actually understand what pain is, don't you?"

Duan Congzhen stared at him, then lowered his brows and eyes slightly, showing a pitiful expression that was rare, but it was so fake, he nodded slightly, and said softly, "You can still hurt until now even if you are kicked."

Looking at his indifferent look, as if he only took Ji Lu's resistance with all his strength as a joke, Li Jie felt cold in his heart, took a deep breath, and resisted the desire to punch him, his voice seemed to come from between his teeth. Spit it out.

"Duan Congzhen, when will you fucking stop being so arrogant?"