The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Cai Qi, who passed by outside the door, rolled his eyes. Why did this kid really bring the medicinal wine to look for her husband? Don’t you know that your husband hates the smell of this medicated wine? I usually avoid the slightest smell.

I was about to lift my foot to leave, I heard my husband's quiet and cold voice in the room:

"it is good."

Cai Qian:? ? ?

Thinking of his husband's attitude towards Zheng Quzhi, Cai Qian's face was a bit ugly, and he didn't dare to listen to the corner of the wall in front of his husband, so he hurried away with a cold face.

Inside the house——

Zheng Quzhi looked at Wei Yan who was lying on the bed and coughed his face lightly: "What? I'll rub your face with medicine! Maybe my strength will be a bit heavy, but..."

"Yeah." Wei Yan Liangliang interrupted him, tilting his head to the side and hanging his eyelashes in a casual manner.

Zheng Quzhi lowered his head and looked at it for a long time before lifting Wei Yan's clothes. After his eyes touched the dense wounds on his back, all the shyness and tension disappeared, leaving only the stunned and imperceptible anger: "When did you get so many beatings? Why don't I know?"

Damn, there are at least twenty welts on this back, and there are a few large bruises, and some even have broken skin. I don't know when they were injured.

Wei Yan's eyelashes trembled and closed his eyes: "On the first few days, you were thinking about leaving me behind, naturally you didn't notice."

Uh? ? ?

Zheng Quzhi felt a guilty conscience. He looked down at the delicate skin with so many eye-catching wounds. He sighed in sorrow. Some unexplainable emotions continued to spread. Finally, he just said: "So many injuries, if It's a pity to leave scars."

Wei Yan looks like a god-like existence above him. There is a small wound and a small scar on his body that feels blasphemy. There are so many now...

If Cai Qian saw it, wouldn't he be angry and want to kill?

Thinking of this, Zheng Qu shook his hand, and the medicinal wine sprinkled a large piece on Wei Yan's back.

"No scars." Wei Yan opened his eyes carelessly and looked back at him: "Why don't you move?"

Zheng Quzhi returned to his senses, remembering that it was so cold, and for fear that Wei Yan would catch a cold, he hurriedly took the medicine seriously. After getting the medicine in less than five minutes, he hurriedly covered Wei Yan with the quilt he had left here in the morning: "You are the one in front of you. I will leave first."

After a pause, he said: "It's cold, don't pretend to be forced. If you know how to buy me clothes, why don't you know how many more clothes you wear?"

At a temperature of minus five degrees, Wei Yan was only wearing a thin black pullover sweater, and he didn't know how this person lived this winter.

Wei Yan moved his eyes slightly, pursing his lips to suppress his emotions, and then calmly replied, "I see."

The words were almost finished. Zheng Quzhi hesitated for a while, and said the sentence he had been holding back for a long time: "Are those people like the dean caught now? Should they be arrested?"

"Yeah." Upon hearing the words, Wei Yan nodded and sat up from the bed: "I will let Qi Yue go to the police station in the afternoon, and this will be resolved."

"Okay." Now Zheng Quzhi really has nothing to say, and after telling Wei Yan to wear more clothes, he left contentedly.

That night, there was news on the Internet about the dean of the death camp and other supervisors. I heard that the corpse was found in the evening, and I don’t know who did it. The corpse is already torn apart, as if torn by something, and there are still many wounds on the body.

The police suspected that it was the retaliation of the victim's family, but there was no evidence, and all the parents had an alibi, and these people were very sinful, so the case did not stop.

At the same time, many videos of the camps were exposed and spread across the Internet.

Flogged, forced to eat bad food, electrocuted, raped...

Scenes were presented before the eyes of the world, which aroused the anger and deep thinking of the people, and attracted the attention of the government and parents. In the end, only 34 bodies of the missing teenagers were found, and two were missing.

On the fourth day that the death camp was exposed, many camps were reported. A total of 53 family camps were exposed. About 5,000 children were rescued.

On the fifth day, Zheng Quzhi went to see Gong Qiu's cemetery. He went to see it secretly, and Gongqiu's cemetery was in the same place as the cemetery of more than 30 other people.

In order to express their condolences to these innocent children, people sent them to the cemetery with the best environment. It was heard that their parents cried for three or four days. But Zheng Quzhi only felt ridiculed. He didn't know how to cherish the child when he was alive, but he was so distraught after death.

If you really love your children, how can you send them to such a place?

"Hey, Gong Qiu." Looking at the young boy's unruly smiling face on the tombstone, Zheng Quzhi twitched his lips: "I haven't seen you since I came out. What's the matter? I rushed to reincarnate?"

The only answer to him was the whirr of wind.

"You are a great hero, because of you, this matter has attracted the attention of the above. Many kids who are bigger and younger than you have been rescued." Zheng Quzhi sighed heavily: "The dean also got retribution. No. The law can’t punish them. Listen to Wei Yan... Oh, that’s the two hundred. He said they found the few people you evil spirits killed."

After a long pause, he asked gently: "You should have gone too? The person you want to kill has already been killed, right?"

Obviously, they didn't stay together for long, and the relationship between the two was not very good, but Zheng Quzhi was a little sad inexplicably, and he was silent for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh.

Society is dark, so how many ugly things are still hidden under the glamorous appearance?

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

Zheng Quzhi took a deep breath, wrapped his scarf tightly and turned around to leave. Suddenly, Yu Guangzhong saw a person standing in the cemetery, and couldn't help but stop.

Afraid of being seen, he came here specially early in the morning, why is there someone like him?

The man was obviously a woman, with a long black down jacket wrapped all over, a big mask on his face, and even his chin covered in the scarf.

Probably sensing Zheng Quzhi's sight, the woman looked at him. Zheng Quzhi was slightly startled, this man was still wearing sunglasses, which was more densely wrapped than him, it is impossible that he was also a public figure.

Zheng Quzhi retracted his gaze, lowered his head and prepared to leave.

"Zheng Quzhi."

A slightly familiar voice sounded in the quiet cemetery. Zheng Quzhi tilted his head and looked at the woman, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The woman took the lead in pulling down the mask. This time she didn't apply it, and she showed a beautiful face with her face facing the sky: "Long time no see."

"Wen Yi!" Zheng Quzhi hesitated for a moment, and finally walked towards her: "What a coincidence."