Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 1120: Good night, sick big brother (Part 45)

She stopped the car and slowly walked inside.

There was a very strange scent in the air, like the formalin used for preserving corpses.

Luo Qing Chen looked at her phone and saw that forty five minutes had passed.  There should only be fifteen minutes before the bomb exploded.

Standing at the stairs, there were many things for young girls there.

There were dolls, clothes, cosmetics, and perfumes.

Luo Qing Chen knit her brows and didn’t know the reason for this.

After all, according to Lu Ou’s plan, Du Jiu Sheng should be standing here right now.

These things should belong to…...

Du Ling Er…...

She narrowed her eyes and walked up step by step.  There was white dust all over the stairs and there were more things as she walked up, as well as more dust.

When she came to the second floor, there was a large picture of Du Ling Er.  Only then was she certain that all the girl’s things that she had seen belonged to Du Ling Er.

Lu Ou really was more terrifying than she imagined and so meticulous, even using the dead Du Ling Er.

There wasn’t a third floor to this building.  The entrance of the third floor had been blocked off by cement with a skull on it, a sign that was related to prohibited chemicals.

Luo Qing Chen didn’t stare for long because her attention was completely attracted by two things on the second floor.

One was Du Jie sitting in a chair and the other was a rectangular item covered in a red cloth.

Luo Qing Chen didn’t know what it was, but she knew that the smell of formalin was coming from it.

She walked over to where Du Jie was.

When she approached, she felt that something was off.

There was a time bomb tied to the person sitting in the chair and there were ten minutes and thirty five seconds left to the bomb.

He was wearing a black wool coat and his head was down, so she couldn’t see his face.

Although she didn’t know much about Du Jie, she had heard Xia Wan mention before: We can’t have things with fur, he is allergic to things with fur.

How could this person be wearing a fur coat!

Luo Qing Chen slowly moved back, but she never thought that ‘Du Jie’ sitting in the chair would slowly raise his head with a strange smile as he took a deep look at her.

No, he can’t be considered Du Jie…..It should be Mu Lan Feng.

“Why is it you?”  When he saw Luo Qing Chen, he was clearly surprised.

He never expected the person to come to be Luo Qing Chen and not Du Jiu Sheng.

Luo Qing Chen gave a shrug and a chuckle, “It seems like your strategist isn’t much!”

This place was prepared for Du Jiu Sheng.  When she walked in, there was a cool feeling.

It was because Du Ling Er’s things were too real that made her feel a chill.

But what Mu Lan Feng did next made her hairs stand on end.

“My strategist is the best in the entire world.”  As soon as his voice fell, he pulled off the red cloth.

What entered her eyes was Du Jie who had his eyes dug out, his limbs cut, and was soaking in a vat of formalin, as well as an ashes urn that had been crushed.

Du Ling Er’s ashes should have been inside this thing.

Then, the white dust that was scattered on the stairs…...

“You think the person he killed didn’t need to die?”  Luo Qing Chen’s fingers trembled as a fierce resolution appeared in her eyes.

Doing something like this, he thought that he could still live?

“Die?  Ha, ha, ha, ha!”  Mu Lan Feng laughed into the sky, “You killed my little sister and didn’t you call it ‘legitimate defense’?”

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