bayedsolid Chapter 353 Lure the enemy deeper
Chapter 353 Lure the enemy deeper
The moment he stretched out his hand, Wen Zhixia noticed the needle hole on his wrist again.
She confirmed her suspicions:
This guy is a drug addict.
He walked with an unsteady step, yawned constantly, and his facial expression and condition were typical of a drug addict.
Therefore, the reason why I dared to get into his car was not only because I was taking a gamble, but also because I was confident that I could wait until he was at his most vulnerable.
"You rolled too little," Ah Si said, noticing how little tobacco was inside the cigarette. He shook his head and said, "Give me the tobacco, I'll roll it myself."
Wen Zhixia looked embarrassed, "No more, I've finished rolling it."
As she spoke, she took out a few from her pocket and said, "I'll give you another one. Please give me back the broken one."
Just now, when walking on the road, Wen Zhixia rolled up several cigarettes and put them in her pocket. Some of them were mixed with anesthetics, and some were not.
After all, these professional killers are all veterans and they are suspicious by nature. Wen Zhixia didn't think that he could trick him in one go, so he gave him a non-anesthetic cigarette first to let his guard down.
Ah Si picked the thickest one and poured the broken tobacco from his other hand back into Wen Zhixia's palm, not forgetting to tease her, "Your hands are so white, let me touch them."
"It's okay," Wen Zhixia pulled back her hand, took out a lighter and handed it to him, "My pale skin is because I have a low platelet count. I can't stop the bleeding even a little bit."
Kuang Asi's eyebrows twitched. This kind of person is particularly easy to kill.
He yawned, picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette.
Seeing the cigarette butt burning, Wen Zhixia's heart rose to her throat.
This cigarette is filled with medicine.
Ah Si took out half of it in one breath and said, "Great!"
In the smoke, Wen Zhixia secretly looked at him, and his already cloudy eyes became even more blurred.
"Come on, draw more. I'll give you all I have." She looked away and said.
Kuang Asi took two more puffs and suddenly felt something was wrong!
Why does smoking make me sleepier?
"You!!!" His cloudy eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he threw the cigarette butt at Wen Zhixia, "Bitch! What do you want to do! You..."
Wen Zhixia waved her hand to block the cigarette butt, and watched as his skinny hand had already touched the hilt of the knife behind the seat.
But she didn't move.
So he smoked half a cigarette in one breath.
With such a large dose, an elephant would need to sleep for two minutes. This man stayed up all night, killing people and moving corpses, which was very tiring. If he can still lift a knife, he can only blame his bad luck...
Sure enough, the next second, Kuang Asi fell headfirst onto the steering wheel.
Beep! ! !
He honked the horn for a long time.
Wen Zhixia immediately threw the medicine and cigarettes into the trash can, then moved to the driver's seat, pushed Kuang Asi to the passenger seat, took out the tape, and wrapped him tightly like a rice dumpling.
Then she turned the car around and drove towards an abandoned industrial park in the north of the city.
After half an hour.
The van stopped at the door of a factory.
Wen Zhixia turned off the engine, took out mineral water and poured it on Kuang Asi's face.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Ah Si opened his eyes and saw Wen Zhixia, who had been so pleasant just now but was now as cold as ice, and he let out a vulgar laugh.
"Beauty, you're really good at playing tricks," he said, looking at the tape that bound him. "How about you untie me? I'll play tricks even more tricks than you."
"I know," Wen Zhixia said straight to the point, "You are Kuang Zihua, nicknamed Ah Si, a professional killer. More than ten years ago, you killed a reporter in the Crimson Memory Bar, right?"
Kuang Ah Si was stunned for a moment, "What nonsense? I sell beef!"
Wen Zhixia laughed. She pointed at the blood on his clothes and the knife in the car and said, "Don't tell me this blood and knife are from killing a cow."
Kuang Asi's face froze.
"Who are you?" He struggled and looked at Wen Zhixia, "What's your name? What do you want to do?"
"I'm a worker," she replied. "I've been asked to ask you something. I'll let you go after I've asked you."
"whats the matter?"
"Do you know Wen Zhengmao?"
"What, what the hell! What Wen Zhengmao!!" Ah Si struggled anxiously, "I don't know! If you don't let me go, I'll make you pay!"
"Who wants to look good?"
Wen Zhixia smiled sarcastically, then took out the warming patch she had bought from the back seat, tore it open and stuck it on Ah Si's exposed forearm.
Suddenly, she saw her phone screen lighting up.
She took it and found it was a message from Fu Ruoshi.
【Have you arrived at work?】
Wen Zhixia glanced at Kuang Ah Si: [He’s on, he’s doing the surgery.]
Fu Ruoshi: [How can you use your phone while having surgery? ???]
Wen Zhixia: [Who cares? Stop arguing, take a rest first.]
【oh...】
Wen Zhixia threw her phone into the car, opened the bottle of mineral water, and looked at Ah Si. "Let me ask you, who wants to be the one to look good?"
"A beautiful lady is so thoughtful?" Kuang Aqiang smiled happily, "You even prepared a hand warmer for me?"
Wen Zhixia poured a whole bottle of mineral water directly on the hand warmer.
Thirty seconds later.
The ingredients in the hand warmer burst into astonishingly high temperatures under the stimulation of cold water!
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!” Kuang Ah Si’s arms were so burned that they were smoking. He twisted and struggled, screaming, “It’s so hot! It’s so hot! I’m telling you, I’m telling you! Take it off for me now!!!”
Wen Zhixia tore off the heat pack and threw it aside.
Kuang A's body was sweating profusely and gasping for breath, his arms were burned.
"What did you ask just now?" He trembled. "Ask again."
Wen Zhixia asked again, "After the Xin Coal Mine disaster, many miners, journalists, and lawyers died accidentally. Among them were lawyers named Wen Zhengmao and Xia Hongyu. Do you remember them?"
Kuang A Si was stunned for a moment and then raised his head.
He stared at Wen Zhixia's face for a while, then looked away.
The change in expression in this second had already made Wen Zhixia notice something was wrong.
Almost like ten.
Her hands were shaking a little, so she took a few deep breaths.
"Brother Zihua, let's discuss this," she said in a feigned friendly tone. "I just received news that Zhao Zhengrong has been arrested. To protect himself, he'll definitely turn you in. If you tell me the truth, I can let you go. Just give me some of the gold bars in the back seat of your car."
Kuang Ah Si asked, "Who are you?"
Wen Zhixia said, "I'm doing this for money. I have no grudge against you. Once I get the answers and take the gold bars, I'll let you go. But if you don't tell me, I'll call the police and they'll make the decision. What do you think?"
"Then why didn't you just take my US dollars and gold bars?" Kuang Ah Si asked, "How could you possibly earn the money in my trunk..."
Wen Zhixia slapped him, interrupting his questioning.
"Don't talk nonsense to me!" she snapped. "Answer my question!!!"
Kuang Ah Si had tinnitus from being slapped.
How come this gentle girl has such strong hands?
Could it be that he really has a special job?
"You, you will really let me go?" Seeing that there was no other way, he looked at Wen Zhixia, "How do you prove it?"