The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 494 Countdown to life, are you afraid? (two more)

Song Zhen was very vigilant. Despite his high speed, he kept his body in the best defensive posture.

No one knows where the suspect will hide, or what traps and bad tricks are designed to wait for him.

When he passed by Fu Qiuyi's dressing table, he took a compact box of Fu Qiuyi's.

After safely passing through the bedroom and arriving at the door of the main guard, Song Zhen stood next to the door of the main guard, with his back to the wall, his eyes swept across the bedroom like a searchlight, and after confirming that there was no danger, he reached out and tentatively held the doorknob.

With a soft click, the bathroom door was opened by him.

There was a crack in the door, and Song Zhen took out the powdered cake box that he had just snatched away, opened it, then held the powdered cake box and stretched out his hand.

The mirror in the powder box reflects the situation in the bathroom. As an old criminal policeman, Song Zhen chose a tricky angle, allowing him to see most of the bathroom through the mirror while protecting his own safety as much as possible.

However, the sight of the mirror made his pupils constrict immediately.

The next moment, he snapped the mirror away, and quickly pushed open the bathroom door!

In front of the bathtub in the bathroom, Fu Qiuyi was sitting on the ground covered in blood, her hands were tied to the faucet of the bathtub, and her abdomen was tied with a timer ZY that showed a countdown of 9 minutes and 24 seconds.

"Woo, woo!" Seeing Song Zhen coming, Fu Qiuyi struggled hastily, and shook her head desperately at him, motioning for him to leave.

Her pretty brows were slightly frowned, and she was wearing a winter camel-colored tight-fitting autumn jacket. The clothes were thin and wet, and apart from the blurred bloodstains, she could still see her exquisite figure.

The winter autumn clothes were worn inside mainly to keep warm, and the collars were very low. The murderer tied her right hand across the back of her neck and tied her left hand to the faucet, twisting her arms and back into one. Twisted pose.

It is also thanks to her usual practice of yoga. For ordinary people, this movement must be painful to death.

But this action also forced her back to stand upright. She has been keeping a low profile on weekdays. Under the autumn clothes with a very low neckline, the tip of the iceberg of a woman's proud capital is also exposed. The more vague and vague, the more attractive to explore.

He was clearly tied there in a mess, but he revealed a kind of extreme enchanting sexiness after his serious and serious face was broken.

Song Zhen had no time to observe this beauty. After confirming again that there was no one in the bathroom, he immediately squatted in front of Fu Qiuyi.

Stretching out his hand and tearing away the cloth stuffed in Fu Qiuyi's mouth, he quickly asked, "Are you okay?"

Fu Qiuyi shook her head quickly, with tears in her beautiful eyes, "Brother Zhen, go quickly! Go!"

If it wasn't for her hands being tied, she would definitely have pushed him away.

The sound of Didi rang again and again in the ears of the two, every second, like a countdown to life.

9 minutes left!

"Brother Zhen, hurry up, let's go!" she roared with tears in her eyes.

Even though Song Zhen has received relevant training, he is not proficient in art because he is specialized in it. He is helpless in this situation. Fu Qiuyi obviously knows him well, so he doesn't want him to lose his life.

Song Zhen didn't move at all, his palm was hanging on ZY in front of Fu Qiuyi, as if he wanted to touch it.

It's just that this angle is a little awkward, Song Zhen wants to observe ZY in front of Fu Qiuyi, even if he keeps his eyes on the things in front of her lower abdomen, he will inevitably come into contact with the scenery on her chest from the corner of his eye.

"Don't! Don't move!" Fu Qiuyi was so nervous that sweat broke out on her forehead. As she shook her body, the half-exposed scenery was about to emerge, and she yelled worriedly, "This is self-made."

The implication is that this kind of ZY may be very unstable, and it may be triggered to explode due to something.

At this moment, Song Zhen's cell phone rang again.

"It's that person?" Fu Qiuyi's face became paler, her pair of scissored pupils filled with autumn water, she looked at Song Zhen with half fear and half worry.

Song Zhen took a deep look at her, then picked up the phone.

"Hey?"

"Deputy Song, don't try to call for reinforcements, or you won't have to wait until the time is up, it will—bang!"

The opponent used the resonant sound in his mouth to aggravate the "bang" sound, as if he was immersed in the pleasure of killing and destruction.

"This is our game. It's very simple. There are three red, blue and yellow wires in total. When one of them is cut off, the timing will be suspended. As for which one is cut to pause, it depends on your luck. Remember, don't try to find Reinforcements, or—"

The other party quickly hung up the phone, Song Zhen looked at the blacked out video, and immediately looked up at the bathroom of Fu Qiuyi's house. Sure enough, there was an eyeball-like camera installed on the sink, pointing in the direction of him and Fu Qiuyi.

Knowing that his every move is in the eyes of the other party, Song Zhen was not surprised. What surprised him was that the other party did not appear at Fu Qiuyi's house, but watched all this remotely through the camera.

His eyes narrowed slightly, he immediately looked down at ZY in front of Fu Qiuyi, and he saw three red, yellow and blue lines.

Cutting off one can stop the timer, a very old-fashioned stalk, but at this moment of death, it gave him a one-third chance of survival.

He immediately looked up at Fu Qiuyi and asked, "Are you afraid?"

(End of this chapter)