Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke

Shi Sheng had been in the police station for a while, and had been home for almost ten o'clock.

She reached out the key and opened the door. There was a strong bloody smell in the door, the living room light was on, and there was blood drawn on the floor. She went to the direction of the toilet.

Shi Sheng: "..."

How long did she leave before the special case became the scene of the murder?

No, that intellectual disability!

Shi Sheng closed the door and went straight to the bathroom.

The bathroom door was closed, and Shi Sheng kicked open. There was more blood in the bathroom. The floor was full of blood. There was a person lying in the bathtub with his arms outside and his head hanging at the edge of the bathtub without moving.

Shi Sheng exited the bathroom and turned to the bedroom, "Jiang Su!"

Jiang Su was sitting in the wheelchair at the door of the bedroom. His clothes were covered with blood stains. The blood stains on his hands had dried up and he was placed on the wheelchair at will.

In his eyes it was a kind of hatred, as it was when he first saw it.

Shi Sheng: "..."

Mom's intellectual disability actually killed someone in the bathroom!

How will she use this bathroom in the future!

The two stared at each other for a few seconds, and the hatred in Jiang Su's eyes slowly faded.

Shi Sheng went silently to pick up a basin of water, cleaned the serum from his hands, and carried him in to change his clothes.

It was not the first time that Shi Sheng changed clothes for him, and Jiang Su could already accept it very calmly.

"Why kill him?" Shi Sheng asked him to button his clothes again.

Jiang Su looked at his leg and said nothing.

Shi Sheng followed his gaze, rolled his lips, and covered him with a thin blanket. "Did you hurt?"

Jiang Su raised his head slightly, looked at Shi Sheng for a few seconds, and slowly shook his head.

Her reaction was completely different from what he thought, no panic, no anger, just asked him calmly if he was injured...

Shi Sheng tucked him into the quilt. "Sleep, I will dispose of the body."

Jiang Su suddenly reached out and grabbed her, "I killed someone."

Shi Sheng nodded and said that he knew, "Well, so I'm going to deal with the body for you, otherwise would you like to go to prison for a day trip?"

Jiang Su bit the stress, "I killed someone."

"I know, don't need to repeat." Shi Sheng roared back fiercely.

It's like who hasn't killed anyone.

"Sleep with me."

"No time!" Shi Sheng threw away Jiang Su, took two steps and then went back, weirdly asked: "What did you just say?"

She may have auditory hallucinations.

Will this intellectual disability be so active?

"It's nothing." Jiang Su withdrew his hand and turned to the other side.

He was slightly sinking next to him, his back was cold, and a warm body came from behind, breaking him rudely and hugging him into his arms.

He leaned on her chest, and her ear was the gentle heartbeat. Hearing at this moment, it was a very beautiful voice.

"You're scared?"

Jiang Su stretched his arms around her waist, "I'm afraid."

This is the first time he has killed a man, and there is no euphoria in his imagination. There is only a kind of emptiness, and it seems that more killing is needed to fill up.

But the moment she saw her, that desire suddenly disappeared.

"So I let you wait for me to come back, why don't you listen to me?" Shi Sheng sneered, deserving it, all made by himself.

She asked the man to send the man over, but did not let the bodyguards leave, but they left, obviously Jiang Su ordered.

When Jiang Su suddenly let go, Sheng looked up at her, "Do you really like me?"

Shi Sheng dragged him back and said angrily: "Otherwise, why should I handle the body for you? When Lao Tzu is okay?"

Jiang Su: "..." But the tone of your talk to me doesn't seem to like me at all.

Jiang Su listened to her heartbeat and wondered when she had slept past. For so many years, he had never slept so peacefully.

When he woke up the next day, there was no one next to him. The sunlight outside the window fell in, warming the entire room.

Jiang Su moved from the bed to the wheelchair and pushed himself out. The bathroom was clean, as if yesterday was a dream.

Jiang Su pushed the wheelchair to the living room, Shi Sheng was sitting on the sofa, there were many materials in front of him, and some of it fell off the floor.

He pushed forward, looking at the paper on the ground.

The most conspicuous thing above is R's floral signature.

"you're awake?"

Jiang Su's body suddenly vacated, and he was put on the sofa. Jiang Su's expression was a little weird. Where did she come from?

Shi Sheng threw the contents of the table to the side at random, got up and went to the kitchen, brought out the warm porridge, "eat something."

"You did it?"

"Well." She still knows how to cook porridge, and she hasn't scrapped it to such a degree.

Jiang Su took it, drinking porridge in silence, the taste was not very good, but it was not particularly unpleasant.

Shi Sheng sat on the ground and fiddled with the information.

The two did not have any words, but they did not embarrass Jiang Su. It was a very natural way of getting along.

"R's full name is Revenge."

Shi Sheng looked at Jiang Su, "Revenge?"

Jiang Su nodded, "Revenge, this is an organization, a crazy group of people."

"How do you know?" Shi Sheng sat on the sofa.

Jiang Su twitched his lips, full of sarcasm, "They used to want to recruit me..."

He paused and continued to talk down, and he did not want to mention some things, "What do you check them?"

"Ah, mission!" Shi Sheng shrugged innocently, "I don't want to investigate this group of intellectual disabilities."

"You are a policeman, but you have taken me in. Are you afraid that they know?" He was not a good person.

Shi Sheng leaned close to Jiangsu, Xili and Xieqi said: "If I can, I would prefer to be a bandit."

The oddity in Jiang Su's eyes is even worse, "You are very strange."

Everyone wants to be a good person.

Even the bad guys pretend to be good guys at some times.

He once heard a sentence-the heart is good.

He believed it a long time ago, but after what he experienced, this sentence is more like irony.

"Is it?" Shi Sheng opened the bowl in his hand and sat upright. "What's strange."

"It's weird everywhere."

Shi Sheng turned his head to look at him with a firm tone, "But don't you hate it, don't you?"

Jiang Su: "..." Yeah, he didn't hate it.

Instead, I want to get more.

That kind of thought can't be suppressed anymore. There is always a voice in my heart. She belongs to him, belongs to him...

When Shi Sheng took advantage of his distraction, he went to kiss him.

Jiang Su dodged a bit, lost his balance and collapsed on the sofa. Shi Sheng pressed down and pressed him to kiss.

Behind Jiangsu is a soft sofa, and her breath overwhelms his world. Jiangsu took the initiative to respond to her kiss for the first time.

"His..." Jiang Su suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, when Shi Sheng pressed his leg, causing his body to bend involuntarily.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Shi Sheng moved away from him, and some disgusted said: "You are too delicate."

Jiang Su: "..." Don't wait for his legs to get better!

He stared at Shi Sheng bitterly, "I'm going back to the room."

"Go back to chant." Shi Sheng gave up.

Jiang Su looked at the wheelchair on the other side, and while grinning, he gritted his teeth, "Bring me the wheelchair!"

"beg me!"

Jiang Suqi came up and was about to go straight down.

Shi Sheng quickly grabbed him, "Eh, I'm wrong, don't toss yourself."

The above content is purely fictional.