Your Miss Su is blackened

Shi Zheng saw the creator of the car accident five years ago in the mail.

That face was the last face she saw before she was on the verge of death. It could not be said to be very sinister, but it was obviously a sad face formed by years of unhappiness in life.

It's just uncomfortable to look at.

Shi Zheng read his profile.

He Dongming, 39 years old, an only child, his mother died early, his father suffered from diabetes for many years, his wife ran away with his son when his son was four years old because of unbearable domestic violence, the child is now being raised by his seriously ill old father, who is addicted to gambling.

He is addicted to gambling, and when he sees these four words, it is not difficult to think that He Dongming must be in gambling debt.

Isn't such a person the best choice to be a gunman for others? !

Shi Zheng took the car keys and went out.

She decided to go to the prison in person to meet He Dongming.

……

Haicheng Prison is in the outskirts, far away from the city center, Shi Zheng drove two hours to get there.

When he saw He Dongming, he didn't have the decadent look he had imagined after being in prison for many years, but that face was the same as five years ago, just looking at it made En feel depressed.

It seems that living is a kind of torture for him.

He Dongming didn't become interested in Shi Zheng's eyes like everyone else.

Shizheng thought sarcastically——

Perhaps, the car accident five years ago was just a trivial matter to him, and he couldn't even remember what the dead woman looked like.

Living in prison also saves outsiders from coming in to collect debts, so it's easy.

But he must have never considered, with such a murderer's father, what would others think of his son? !

Before Shizheng recovered from his thoughts, He Dongming's emotionless voice sounded first: "Who are you? Why did you come to see me?"

Her eyes gradually regained clarity, and when she met his gaze, her red lips curved slightly.

The woman said casually: "Mr. He, your father is seriously ill now, and your son's education has become a problem. I wonder if you have given them half of your consideration when you lived alone in prison these years?"

He Dongming's eyes suddenly became alert: "Who are you?!"

"I was in the car accident five years ago, whoever you hit was me." Shi Zheng said bluntly.

She came to He Dongming for a purpose, and there was really no need to hide her identity.

When the words fell, He Dongming's eyes showed an extremely complicated expression.

He frowned slightly, and the lines on his forehead were all leaked out.

Shi Zheng was not surprised by his reaction.

She stared into He Dongming's eyes, and said word by word: "I'm alive, you should be glad, there is still a big difference between a murderer and an attempted murder, cooperate with me well, and you have a chance to get out from here."

"Will you save me? Will you admit that you are not dead in front of the public?" After two consecutive questions, He Dongming sneered: "I'm afraid you are not so kind?"

"Good intentions? Mr. He, you are the one who wants me to die. Even if I have good intentions, I can't use you. But since I came to you, it means that there is at least a deal between us."

"What deal?" He Dongming asked.

Shi Zheng sat on the seat with a very shallow smile on his lips.

It can even be said that it is not a joke, it is just maintaining basic politeness.

Soon, she said, "Five years ago, was it true that Fu Moxing bribed you to attack me? What you wanted from the beginning was the lives of me and my child, right?"