Su Qiao I thought he was going to resist, but I didn't expect that he was actually...
She reacted quickly and intercepted his movement.
"Want to die?"
"But, it's not that easy."
Su Qiao doesn't want him to die so easily.
After all, many people died in his hands, and most of them were innocent people, and they were brutally tortured before they died.
"Your sister is really unlucky. She has a brother like you. Not only can she not be able to help her, but she is also holding her back."
Su Qiao smiled happily.
"If she helps you secretly this time, she will probably suffer the same fate as you."
Two days ago, through the small drones arranged around her home, she discovered that He Meishu appeared ghostly near her home and went to dig through the trash cans thrown out by her home. Su Qiao knew that something was going on.
But she didn't expect that she would be so bold. After finding toilet paper stained with Li Jingtai's blood in the garbage, she took out a handful of Small Knife that was stained not only with the blood of the murdered policeman, but also with Li Jingtai's blood, and used it to soil Li Jingtai.
"My business... has nothing to do with her..."
He Taisheng finally spoke.
The voice was rough and unpleasant, just like the feeling of banknotes scraping against the ground, making people feel a little chilly.
This is his real voice.
In the fire where his parents were burned to death, his throat was also choked by the hot smoke.
Su Qiao raised his eyebrows with a sarcastic expression. "I can't tell that you still have human emotions."
"You were the one who started the fire that killed your parents, right?"
He Taisheng, who had no reaction at first, raised his head, pursed his lips tightly, and stared at Su Qiao with a pair of sinister and cold eyes like poisonous snakes.
Su Qiao raised the corner of his mouth slightly. "I want to ask how I know?"
"A person like you who is born with a lack of emotions and a bit of a misanthropic personality disorder cannot be a normal person no matter how good his acting is."
"You lack the ability to empathize. Your parents and relatives are like a dog to you. If this dog keeps bothering you and doesn't allow you to do this or that, you will definitely let it disappear."
"Presumably, standing outside and looking at your parents in the fire, you don't feel anything other than a little relieved, right?"
When he said these words, Su Qiao's eyes were very calm, as if he was just a doctor commenting on a patient's condition.
He Taisheng After listening, Youshang finally had other expressions, with a provocative smile in his eyes.
"You are right, but what kind of person do you think your boyfriend Li Jingtai is?"
"Do you think a person who has been locked up in an attic since he was a child, who hasn't read a book before he was eight years old, and hasn't even spoken a few words, will be a normal person?"
"Do you think that an eight-year-old child who has never read a book or even interacted with others knows how to use other people's sympathy to create an upright identity for himself? Would such a person be a normal person?"
"Do you think it was really unintentional that he went to the corner of the park to feed the cats and dogs with a magazine or poster with your image in his hand?"
"He just wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone and use my hand to kill you." Although I don't know why the guy changed his mind in the end, the guy's purpose from the beginning was to kill her, which is absolutely correct.
He Taisheng talked more and more freely, hoping to break Su Qiao's psychological defense. Unfortunately, Su Qiao simply didn't listen to him.