Song Shengcai came out from under the table. Trembling, he picked up his chopsticks and began to eat again. The food was a little slower this time, but it was still speechless.

Aware that Ye Yu had been watching him eat, Song Sheng stopped and asked, "don't you eat?"

"I'm... Not hungry," said Ye Yu.

"Alas!" Song Sheng put down his dishes and chopsticks and looked at Yeyu. "I suddenly found that he looks a little like you."

Night's heart inevitably hurts.

He and night glass are born together, naturally similar.

"But I really don't know you." Song Sheng picked up his water cup.

"Get him! Come on!"

A group of people ran under the window and the night owl subconsciously turned to look. When he looked back, Song Sheng had put down his water cup. The water in the cup was not shallow at all.

The night's eyes darkened imperceptibly.

"You are underworld?" Song Sheng asked for a topic.

The night bird said, "No."

"Then they..." Song Sheng pointed out the window and asked blankly, "aren't they killing?"

"I only kill the enemy," he smiled

Song Sheng shrunk his neck and whispered, "it's really an underworld."

The scenery outside the window was just right, and the sun was shining. Yeying reminded Song Sheng, "you should drink medicine."

Song Sheng picked up his water cup and drank it all at once.

Yeyu stood up and said, "well, it's time to go back to the police station."

Song Sheng obediently followed Ye Yu back to the police station.

Before entering the police station, Song Sheng suddenly turned pale and fell to the ground with his stomach covered: "it hurts, it hurts..."

"What's the matter?" the policeman asked hurriedly.

Yeyu stood aside and looked coldly: that cup is really not cold medicine, but poison!

"I..." Song Sheng raised his head and looked at Yeyu. Cold sweat fell from his forehead.

"Lure the tiger away from the mountain and steal the beam. You... Are not Ye Li." Ye Yu looked at Song Sheng coldly.

Song Sheng covered his stomach and struggled: "I didn't say I was..."

"You are a fake trained by Ling Mo enthalpy! You deserve to die! I only ask you, how many night glasses are there?" night Pang asked in a deep voice, not angry.

"I don't know, I don't understand... Why did you kill me?"

"Oh, you're still quibbling at the end of your life. Then go to death!" Yefu took out his gun and aimed it at Song Sheng's heart.

Song Sheng opened his eyes in fear: "this is the police station. Dare you kill?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of." night's finger pressed the trigger down.

Song Sheng hurriedly shouted, "the report hasn't come out yet. You and I..."

Yeyu hesitated and released the trigger.

"Less night, the result came out."

At this time, Dr. Zhu hurried here. He was wearing sterile clothes. As soon as the results came out, he hurried to report: "he was really fake!"

"Oh..."

The last glimmer of hope was dashed, and Yeyu's patience reached its peak. The suffering of looking for relatives and the resentment against counterfeiters turned into a shot.

Bang!

Song Sheng struggled twice and lost his breath.

His eyes were wide open and he died in peace.

Really die in peace! Mr. Ling trained him for so long that he began to work and died?

From beginning to end, the police did not interfere in half a word.

Doctor Zhu looked at the dead Song Sheng and felt sad. Anyway, they have hope for him.

Unfortunately, hope once again turns into disappointment without suspense.

Dr. Zhu sighed and comforted Ye Yu in a low voice: "let's go first and let Lin Song and Fu Xue deal with it."

He closed his lips, took his gun and left the police station.

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