Chapter 237 The Fourth Life
Everyone in the front was shocked by Sun Zhiqiang’s words, but later they realized that he was being sarcastic.
He was able to express these shocking words so fluently, either because he had repeatedly narrated them to himself in his heart, or because someone forced him to express them like this frequently.
No matter which one it is, it is very scary to think about it.
After listening to this, Ran Ran couldn't help but think about the meaning of the word "boss".
For Sun Zhiqiang, he was forced to give up his wife and lived a humiliating and undignified life. What kind of existence did his boss treat him?
“Do you think that anyone with power is the boss?”
Sun Zhiqiang glanced around coldly, “Why, you still want me to say nice things to you? ?”
“Even if you haven’t done those disgusting things, you are not much different from those people. You can enjoy the same things without working hard!”
This is the case! At first glance, it sounds like he is hating the rich, but it seems to make some sense, but if you think about it more carefully, it makes no sense.
Being powerful is not the original sin. In any case, a rich man who is full of crimes cannot be compared with a rich man who focuses on charity.
Such a theory is a distortion of absurd reality.
Sun Zhiqiang came up with this idea after seeing too much evil in society.
Ran Ran's voice did not change as usual, "So you hate those bosses."
She asked the question in a statement tone.
Sun Zhiqiang's eyes were blood red, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "How can you not hate?!"
"If it weren't for those scum, Bai Xue would be fine now..." He was strangely silent for a moment, "Many people would be fine now "..."
Ran Ran's eyes flashed when he heard this, "There are many people in your mouth, don't you happen to include He Qinggui who disappeared to who knows where?"
Sun Zhiqiang's movements were sudden. He quickly raised his head and stared at Ranran.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Mr. Sun just needs to answer my questions."
Ran Ran's voice was slow and steady, "The missing Lao He is carrying two lives. He is an important role."
Sun Zhiqiang's voice sounded a little unbelievable.
"You actually still suspect that Lao He committed the murder?"
"What else?" Ran Ran smiled slightly, "Mr. Sun, does he have a better candidate to recommend to us? For example..."< br>
“Yourself.”
Sun Zhiqiang's face suddenly turned pale, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
His reaction can basically confirm that Ran Ran's guess is correct.
The murderer, Sun Zhiqiang.
But why did he kill them? What's the motive? What does this have to do with the legendary strangling ghost on the construction site? Why did Sun Zhiqiang put the blame on Lao He after the incident?
Where is Lao He now?
I saw Sun Zhiqiang take deep breaths several times, and then the emotion on his face gradually calmed down.
"This day has come. I have long thought that this day would come. People must pay for what they have done."
When it comes to Bai Xue, his The voice softened, "Let's talk outside, she is timid, don't scare her."
Ran Ran exchanged looks with Shen Dinghai, and nodded to Ning Wu, and the three of them were in Bai Xue's panic. The iron door was closed in his eyes.
Sometimes, a thin layer of iron can also isolate secrets.
Sun Zhiqiang's lips moved slightly, he couldn't help but rub his fingers, and looked at Shen Dinghai, "Do you have any cigarettes?"
Shen Dinghai was a little confused, "Do you think I look like someone who likes to smoke? I don't smoke. ! People who hate smoking the most!”
Ranran lowered her eyes, knowing that Sun Zhiqiang was nervous.
Just like the last meal of a condemned prisoner before going to the execution ground, he has to eat under the watchful eyes of so many guards and doctors, and then the final moment comes.
Ran Ran imagined for a moment that if Sun Zhiqiang was in that scene, he would also rub his hands silently, and then ask similar questions in a hoarse voice to the staff who wanted to kill him.
In the face of life and death, everything is a trivial matter. The staff will give him cigarettes and wait quietly for him to finish smoking.
After all, this is the last desire before the end of one's life. Ran Ran suddenly felt guilty, "Sorry, some of us don't smoke."
Sun Zhiqiang is destined to be disappointed.
Ke Ning Wu lowered his eyes and glanced at Ran Ran's expression, then said slowly, "Not necessarily."
After saying that, like a magic trick, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Sun Zhiqiang.
"Do you still need me to turn into another lighter?"
Sun Zhiqiang's face was a little moved, "Thanks." He pursed his dry lips, "What brand? Choking? "Don't choke?"
Ning Wu had a mysterious smile on his face and shook his head slowly, "I don't know."
Shen Dinghai felt confused, "Your cigarette, you." Don’t know?”
"I bought it for fun. I didn't know the brand was normal." Ning Wu smiled softly, "I don't like smoking."
Sun Zhiqiang stared at the cigarette in his hand for a long time, and suddenly said: "Me too I don’t like smoking, I just want to smoke suddenly.”
A sigh flashed in Ran Ran’s eyes. In this situation, she didn’t know what to say.
For a moment, she almost relented, not wanting Sun Zhiqiang to tell what he knew.
Maybe he can escape the malice of fate.
Ning Wu smiled softly, "Since you want to smoke, just do it quickly."
His tone was so soft, but the content of his words sounded like Shura urging people to go to hell.
Sun Zhiqiang raised his eyes, took a deep look at Ning Wu, then lowered his head and lit the cigarette in his hand tremblingly.
He took a deep breath, choked until his eyes turned red, and laughed hoarsely.
“Good smoke!”
Ran Ran frowned and moved her gaze to the gray construction site scenery aside. She sighed unconsciously.
I feel helpless from the bottom of my heart, but I don’t know who it is directed at.
Ning Wu lowered his eyelashes lightly and raised the corners of his lips.
Being soft-hearted is not a good thing. Fortunately, it won't be long before he can help her end this useless emotion.
When Ning Wu thought of that scene, he laughed sincerely, and the mole of tears under his eyes was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.
Shen Dinghai used his strong sense of insensitivity. He had no idea what that cigarette meant to Sun Zhiqiang. He just stood aside blankly, feeling the dull atmosphere.
Neither fast nor slow, just when a cigarette was burned out, Sun Zhiqiang stretched out his fingertips to stub out the last bit of scarlet.
The trembling hands stabilized.
He had it just right.
Shen Dinghai asked inexplicably, "Won't you smoke for a while longer?"
Sun Zhiqiang curled his lips, with an expression of relief and relief, "Any more would be greedy."
Ran Ran couldn't help but stare at him, and suddenly stretched out her hand towards Ning Wu. Miraculously, Ning Wu really He understood what she meant and took out more cigarettes from his pocket.
Ran Ran put the handful of cigarettes into Sun Zhiqiang's hand.
"It's just smoking, there's nothing greedy about it. You tell us clearly, and then you can smoke however you want."
Sun Zhiqiang seemed to be shocked by these words, but soon , the shock in his eyes gradually turned into other complex emotions, and then he lowered his head, and the shadow covered those emotions.
Ranran can't understand.
She didn’t know what he was thinking, but Sun Zhiqiang still told her everything.
He killed the person.
Three lives, Li Yang, Wang Laowu, and Lao He.
It was not a particularly unexpected result. It didn’t take Ran Ran and the others long to digest the information.
But the next morning, which was Ran Ran's fourth day at the construction site, Sun Zhiqiang died.
This day is also Li Yang’s first seven days.