Kill Me, Heal Me

“Oh...That Belle Ye. She was on fire!”

Wei Xu never stopped his mouth since he was in the room, and he even used a serial of interjections to express his feeling right now and ignored completely the sculpture that was covered with a sheet of ice.

“For real, An. This woman could be Sun Tzu of modern society. I mean, that was totally the art of war she used against Ethan.”

While Oliver An kept winking at Wei so that he could shut his mouth, but Wei just kept talking.

Looking at the twitching face of An, Wei came to him and patted on his shoulder.

“Man, if you don’t believe this, then me, the famous Mr. Weilmes, is going to introduce to you how did a crippled woman dis...”

An shook his arm off.

“Will you just, get to the fucking point!?”

“Aha, don’t rush, young man.”

These two would usually bicker, but today, An did not have the mood to do that with Wei, so he looked to the man sitting in the corner.

so goddamn annoying.”

The sculpture finally opened his mouth and then went to silence

Wei showed his respect to Ethan and stoped joking at once. He

to Hai City, nor Jing City. The ticket she asked Qu Mengtong to book was a trap from the beginning.”

his hands hung clenched into fists

“Then where?” Ethan frowned and asked.

there.” Wei sighed.

to Ethan. How could he get so impatient? It was just Belle Ye.

get her ID or tickets at all. What we don’t know about this was whether she knew the relationship between you and Qu Mengtong or not...” Noticing the frowning of

wheel imprint? From a large car?” Wei continued.

just get us to the point.” An Yichen cut in.

“Bingo! That’s the point you want!” Wei slammed his hands. “The night she escaped, there did was a car. The double-deckers you know? The normal kind on the street. And it stopped behind the dormitory for almost ten minutes

cleared his throat

caught its car number. I followed that lead to the driver, and I was told that the bus was there to catch Belle Ye who jumped from the second floor and drove her out of there

What’s more, it was one o’clock in the morning. Ain’t no bus

driver told me, a few days ago when Belle Ye was on the bus, she put one a-thousand bill into the coin box. Now, normally, people would think she had no change, but the truth is she wrote a letter on it. She asked the driver to stop his car in a certain place for ten minutes, and after

snapped his fingers.

people. That money was so easy that I don’t think normal people like the driver we’re talking about could turn it down. He did suspect it though, still, for the money, the driver did it. With a double-decker on the ground, a crippled woman like her would jump from the second floor without hurt herself easily. Oh, by the way, that bus was also the reason she could