Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 643
The loud "bang" was not far from the two of them!
Su Mo looked at the reputation in shock, and hurriedly stood up and ran towards the corner of the road, dragging the still aching leg.

Because they were at the intersection of a street at this time, and the place where the noise was made happened to be in the blind spot. When she staggered and ran over, there was no traffic on that small road, leaving only one person lying there covered in blood. Under a dim light.

Su Mo held her breath in horror.

Because the man lying in a pool of blood—

"Siyu?!"

Su Mo stumbled and ran towards the man in the pool of blood. She looked at the man lying on the ground with certainty and disbelief... Even though the blood had already melted into the asphalt road in the night, it still stained the man. Blood red all over her body...but that dress...then how could she admit her mistake after seeing the figure she had seen for nearly 20 years!
With trembling hands, she threw herself at the man who was lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, and kept calling her name.

Han Ci also ran to her side, frowning and looking at the people on the ground——

"Quick!!" Su Mo shouted without turning his head: "Call quickly! Call an ambulance!!"

Han Ci didn't speak or move.

"Hurry up!" Su Mo finally turned around and shouted.

Seeing the tears pouring out of her eyes, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, but he turned his eyes to the girl in the pool of blood, and still opened his lips to tell the cruel truth: "She is already dead."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Su Mo didn't believe it: "How could he be dead! There is still salvation! There is salvation!"

Su Mo tremblingly reached into his pocket with his blood-stained hand, grabbed it several times, and finally took out the mobile phone from his pocket.

Her fingers trembled uncontrollably as she pressed the numbers on the screen.

Every time you press it, a bloody fingerprint will appear on the screen.

She finally burst into tears, but her subordinates continued to press the phone screen...

Han Ci pursed his lips and knelt down beside her slowly. He snatched her mobile phone, pressed another set of numbers, and then carefully but firmly hugged her tightly.

There was an official questioning voice on the phone, but Han Ci kept staring at the darkness in front of him with a tense expression.

He couldn't bear to hurt the girl... how could he make other people cry so easily.

He will never let that person go.

It wasn't until another inquiry came from the other end of the phone that Han Ci turned his gaze away and replied, "At No. 149 near the intersection of Linjiang Street, there was a hit-and-run. The person who was hit... died on the spot."

After the police arrived, they investigated the scene and took the two people back to the police station to take notes. However, the intersection at the accident... the surveillance was still damaged.

Su Mo asked in disbelief: "Why is it damaged again?! Are all the surveillance cameras in our city broken?!"

The policeman frowned and tapped the table with the pen in his hand, and asked again: "Where's the license plate number?"

Han Ci's voice was still cold and solemn: "There is no license plate number."

"No?!" The policeman said incredulously, "Did you not see clearly or forgot, why..."

"There is no license plate number." Su Mo also emphasized again: "I paid careful attention just now, because the car was going extremely fast at the intersection here, and it turned after it almost hit me..."

"Then, is the deceased still your roommate?" The police car frowned and asked, "What a coincidence?"

Han Ci glanced at the suspicious policeman, and said in a cold voice, "Although I don't have a license plate number, I know who the prisoner is."

(End of this chapter)