"Yes, yes, you haven't drunk too much and you can still drink. Come on, let's go out and drink."

Liu Jie dragged Jiang Xiaoyu out of the bar.

As soon as he went out, Jiang Xiaoyu started stealing again on the street.

After vomiting, he coughed violently again, his face turned pale and he looked particularly pitiful.

"Miss Jiang, let me take you back." Seeing Jiang Xiaoyu like this, Liu Jie felt distressed and sad. He didn't expect that Jiang Xiaoyu would already be so decadent after not seeing him for a few days. It seemed that Zhu Chen's

Death was really a big blow to her.

"I won't go back. I have sold all the houses in the community and I have no home anymore." Jiang Xiaoyu said, hugging Liu Jie and crying bitterly.

"Liu Jie, Zhu Chen died. He was burned to ashes by the fire. He also became the most unpopular monster in the entire community. No one pitied him. Everyone said he was a madman. So what's wrong with him doing all this?

What's the point? He thinks things are too simple. How can there be such a stupid person in the world?"

Jiang Xiaoyu cried and beat Liu Jie hard on the back.

Liu Jie was silent, he didn't know what to say.

To be honest, Zhu Chen's starting point was good.

But no one will understand him or support him, because there is something terribly wrong with his approach.

In everyone's eyes, he is a heinous murderer, not a hero who exposes illegal workers.

Because in everyone's mind, except for the law, no one has the right to enforce the law, let alone kill people.

So from the very beginning, Zhu Chen embarked on an irreversible path.

"Then where do you live now? I'll take you back."

"No. 357, Jiangxi Road."

Jiang Xiaoyu closed his eyes and spat out a few lazy words.

Feeling tired, she leaned on Liu Jie's shoulder and actually fell asleep.

Liu Jie shook his head speechlessly. Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoyu met him tonight, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Fortunately, Jiangxi Road is not far from here, and we will arrive in a short time.

When Liu Jie opened the door of Jiang Xiaoyu's house, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Jiang Xiaoyu's home is simply a miniature landfill. The coffee table, stools, and sofa are filled with water bottles and buckets of instant noodles. Changes of clothes are also thrown on the ground casually, and shoes are even more.

One thing was lost and the other was scattered all over the house.

He couldn't believe that this was actually a woman's room.

Liu Jie put Jiang Xiaoyu on the bed and took the initiative to cover her with a quilt.

Just as Liu Jie was cleaning up the room, a business card caught his attention.

It was a business card for a mental sanatorium called Paradise Island. The business card clearly stated that the director of the sanatorium was a returned professor who claimed to be able to treat all mental illnesses, even split personalities.

After some hesitation, Liu Jie put away the nursing home's business card.
Chapter completed!