First-degree murder refers to the "Interpretation of Terms of the United States Criminal Law" who illegally commits murder and has both "intention to kill" and "pre-planning plans".

Feng Jingcheng was shot six times, one shot on his right shoulder, and the rest of the bullets were concentrated in his chest. Su Wan glanced roughly and said, "It's so dead."

He could imagine He Cheng's determination and hatred when he shot. It was not enough to kill him, and only the whip and corpse could eliminate Er San's hatred.

Feng Jingcheng's body went through a procedure and then temporarily stored it in the municipal bureau's mortar room.

As for Gao Yuannan, Chu Xingyun had a headache.

Judging from the bullet holes on Feng Jingcheng's body, one shot shot from the back into the shoulder and five shots shot from the front into the chest cavity. The gunshot wound on Feng Jingcheng's body was obviously caused by the hands of the two.

He asked Gao Yuannan whether he would shoot Feng Jingcheng.

Gao Yuannan just hugged his arms and lowered his head, glanced at him lightly, and said, "No."

This is a lie.

Chu Xingyun saw through at a glance, but he did not point it out. He could think of why her matchmaker finally appeared in He Cheng's hands. He Cheng was the victim of the highest status in this kidnapping case. Even if he shot Feng Jingcheng to death, he could escape legal sanctions on the grounds of self-defense. Even if He Cheng was suspected of excessive defense, it was easy to get rid of this accusation as his identity.

As for Gao Yuannan, he is the adopted daughter of "Gao Jing". Even if it was finally confirmed that she was Chen Yunan, Feng Jingcheng died, and there was no evidence of death, so her identity as a victim was difficult to establish. Her identity as a victim could not be established, so her attack on Feng Jingcheng was deliberately murder.

Perhaps He Cheng also thought of this layer, so he mixed his selfishness and shot Feng Jingcheng's body several times.

It was until the heavy rain in the early morning that finally showed a tendency to stop. The clouds that were pressing down on the city dissipated, and the late light suddenly appeared.

Gao Yuannan sat in the lobby on the first floor of the police station, facing the bench at the door, hugged his arm tightly as if he was afraid of the cold, and stared at the direction of the door in a daze.

Chu Xingyun sat next to her and looked at her silently.

More than an hour passed, and after recording the confession, she sat there, motionless. She looked outside the door, but her eyes were not sure where they were.

She seemed to be lost and the little girl brought back by the police, not knowing where she was, with only a layer of confusion and trance in her eyes.

She should see a psychologist. Chu Xingyun looked at her cold and beautiful side profile and saw on her face that He Cheng was rescued and returned home. Her nature was completely wiped out during the thirteen years of imprisonment. She was pinched by Feng Jingcheng into a monster who was ignorant of human feelings. Feng Jingcheng was like her owner. When she was capable and consciously wanted to gain freedom, she would kill her owner without hesitation. Perhaps she still doesn't understand what it means to create Feng Jingcheng's bleeding and death. She only knew one thing, that is, one can only survive between her and the owner.

Just like the nature of inhumanity and love education, there is no shortage of inferior creatures that will eat mother and father when adults are adults. The difference between humans and other species, apart from genes, is to "educate" and "domesticize". What kind of environment will give birth to what kind of personality? Gao Yuannan was imprisoned in a bad situation without a trace of love. Who has the right to ask her to keep kindness and warmth in her heart?

She just wanted to survive and destroy the life of the owner.

If He Cheng was not rescued, then the "monster" sitting next to him at this time would be He Cheng.

"Chu Team."

Suddenly, he heard Gao Yuannan speak. The young girl was not affected by the passing of her life. She blocked herself in an invisible barrier. Even though she was in the crowd, she was still hiding in the corner and rooted in the dark night.

"It seems that the rain is about to stop."

She said.

Chu Xingyun looked at the sky outside the glass door. The rain was indeed about to stop. The rain had become much lighter. The heavy rain turned into a misty little rain. The raindrops were made into cotton lines, and were swayed and tilted by the remaining breeze.

"Yeah, it's almost stopped."

Chu Xingyun looked at the outside manager and breathed a sigh of relief, pinched his stiff and cold fingers, and asked, "What are your plans? After the rain stopped."

Gao Yuannan blinked, and a very insignificant curve was bent at the corner of his lips: "Go out for a walk, it seems--it hasn't seen the sunshine for a long time."

A SUV slowly parked at the gate of the police station. Xiao Shu opened the car door and got off the driver's seat, held up an umbrella, opened the back seat door, and then a mother with a worried, gentle and sad expression.

Xiao Shu held the umbrella and almost couldn't keep up with Chen Jing's footsteps, and walked towards the office building quickly.

Chu Xingyun got up and walked to the door, pushed open the glass door, and Chen Jing's thin figure passed by him and walked into the lobby.

"Have He Cheng woke up?"

He stopped Xiao Shu and asked.

Xiao Shu closed the umbrella, stood at the door, shook the raindrops on the umbrella cover, and said, "I should be awake now."

Chu Xingyun didn't say anything else, took the car keys in his hand and walked towards the gate.

As he walked out of the building, he heard a woman crying behind him, both sad and happy, and that she wanted to speak and stop.

He was covered in rain. At this time, in order to resist the wet and cold wind after the rain, he borrowed a Zhao Feng's coat. When he arrived at the hospital parking lot, he got out of the car and wrapped his coat tightly and walked towards the hospital building.

Outside a single ward on the seventh floor, he had not yet come in when he heard laughter and laughter coming from inside.

He was very familiar with the voices of both of them, it was Fu Yi and He Cheng.

He stood at the door, holding the door handle for a while, as if infected by the relaxed and cheerful laughter, he curled up the corners of his lips slightly, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Brother Fu."

He closed the door with his backhand, greeted Fu Yi, and then looked at He Cheng on the hospital bed.

He Cheng leaned against the head of the bed, taking a drip. Although his face was lazy, his eyes were clear and bright, and there was a trace of scattered smile on the corners of his lips. Seeing Chu Xingyun appear, the corners of his lips curled, and his eyes became brighter.

As an injured person, Fu Yi heard that He Cheng was hospitalized and came to visit him when he was upstairs. Because he had a needle covered with gauze with his right leg, it was inconvenient to move, so he used a crutch.

At this time, he was sitting on a chair beside the bed and peeling apples.

"We were discussing just now whether you have time to come today."

Fu Yi looked at him roughly, then lowered his head and continued to turn the fruit knife in his hand, saying a smile.

Chu Xingyun walked over slowly, stopped at the end of the bed, looked at He Cheng and said, "It didn't exist at first, I could squeeze it."

Just at this moment, the fruit knife in Fu Yi's hand also turned the last round on the apple. He took off a complete peel, then put the fruit knife and the peeled apple into the fruit plate, picked up the crutch leaning against the table, got up and walked towards the door: "You guys talk."

Captain Fu, who has a high emotional intelligence, did good deeds without leaving any name, and even helped them close the door.

Chu Xingyun sat beside the bed, looked at the drip rack, and asked, "What liquid was infused?"

"glucose."

He Cheng leaned lazily against the head of the bed, looking at him, with a clear and gentle smile on the corners of his lips: "The doctor said it was just a little dehydrated."

Chu Xingyun lifted the quilt on his body, lifted up his sick clothes, and saw a piece of gauze sticking to his right abdomen.

He Cheng suddenly laughed softly, pulled his clothes, and said, "Are you sure you want to touch me here?"

"......Is it blamed me?"

Chu Xingyun ignored his joke and looked at his eyes and asked seriously.

He Cheng's smile slightly constrained, his eyes looked at him with extremely calmness, and asked back: "What's your fault?"

"This time, I almost lost you again."

He Cheng looked at him silently for a moment, his eyes were a little dazed, as if he had thought of many things in an instant, and his tone suddenly became cold and silent: "Why do you think I blame you, because you regard me as your responsibility?"

Sometimes, Chu Xingyun was surprised at his keen insight, or in front of He Cheng, he was always so easily seen through.

He Cheng was right, so he had nothing to say for a moment.

He Cheng looked at his dodging eyes and said, "You know very well that I don't blame you, you are the only one who blames you. I don't want you to regard me as your own responsibility, so you will be very tired and unfair to you. I need you to care about me and want you to love me, but I don't want to use your sense of responsibility at all. You say you love me, I believe, but I hope you can think clearly whether you love me out of responsibility or—"

"Or want to make up for you?"

Chu Xingyun suddenly raised his eyes and pointed it at him, frowned slightly, and helped him make up for the last sentence.

He Cheng gently pursed the corners of his lips and said nothing.

Chu Xingyun rubbed his eyebrows with some annoyance and sighed, with a helpless smile on his face: "Do you think anyone else would care about him so much and want to protect him so much? I am indeed responsible for you, since I was a child, because I am older than you, and you call me brother, and I have the responsibility to take care of you. Is it because we have added another layer of relationship now, and you want to eliminate your previous relationship with me? Are you afraid that I will only have responsibility to you? Even if I only have responsibility to you? As long as this sense of responsibility belongs to you, I will be willing to bear it for the rest of my life, is there any mistake I did this wrong?"

He took a breath, raised his hand and stroked He Cheng's face, looked into his eyes and continued, "You have said so much just now, and only one sentence is right. I do want to compensate you. While I compensate you, I am also compensated myself. I do regard you as my responsibility, but you are not just my responsibility."

“What about?”

He Cheng looked at him with a keen look and asked.

Chu Xingyun pressed his hands on the bed beside him, leaned towards him, stopped at his lips and whispered: "For example, you are still my life."

The last word disappeared between breathing murmurs.

Chu Xingyun's lips were warm and dry, and there was a very faint tobacco smell between his lips and teeth. He Cheng felt his lips grinding back and forth carefully and gentlely on his lips, like the long flowing stream in the forest, winding and flowing.

He Cheng was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes, held his waist, and responded to his kiss at the same slow and soft rhythm.

It doesn't matter, it just wants to get close.

The kiss was not over yet, and the door of the ward was suddenly knocked.

Chu Xingyun let go of his lips, pulled a little distance back, gently rubbed his thumb over his bright red lower lip, and asked with the corner of his lips, "You talk first, have my skills improved?"

He Cheng smiled, pulled his hand down and held it, and said, "Maybe it's too shallow, I don't feel it."

Chu Xingyun raised his eyes and looked at him, and smiled: "Then you will have an in-depth conversation next time, do you feel it well?"

He Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Okay, I have no objection."

Chu Xingyun glanced at him helplessly, got up and opened the door, and put Qiao Shishi who was standing outside the door in.

Qiao Shishi stood at the door and glanced inside, confirming that the atmosphere in the ward was not mysterious, so she closed the door and walked in.

"Oh, how is Mr. He?"

She ran to He Cheng's bed and said out of pity for beauty and sincere concern.

He Cheng pointed to the chair beside the bed: "It's okay, please sit down."

Qiao Shishi did not sit down, but took out two documents from the file bag and handed them to Chu Xingyun: "You are leaving too fast, I will send you the things."

Chu Xingyun sat down on a group of sofas in front of the window with two documents. He opened one of them and raised his eyebrows when he saw the first page: "Has the old guy found out?"
To be continued...