The host of the female supporting role's counterattack must not be blackened

Chapter 858 Black and white, right and wrong, morality and belief 3
The author of this world must be an unscrupulous R countryman, slandering the EQ and IQ of my Great Chinese people.

Yun Niannian firmly believed in this.

She came too late, the original owner's aunt was already dead, and the original owner was avoiding the monitoring of the police in country R at this time, and was preparing to die heroically by himself.

God knows how speechless she was when she opened her eyes and found herself hiding in an alley in black, this is almost game over, what a fart!

At this point, what wish could the original owner have?
Relatives died, friends disappeared, and the cooperating police could not be trusted. Except for her cousin who was studying abroad, she became a lonely family.

What else could she hope for?
Only revenge.

Yun Niannian wouldn't foolishly run to the enemy's base camp to die. Although the opponent didn't have the ability to kill her, playing the game like this would be boring.

Liang Xiaofei's sincerity that was trampled on by others, she has to wash it clean and take it back.

Just use... the blood and tears of those who hurt people's hearts to wash it away.

The street at night is extremely quiet, the house number is shining with neon halos, and the door gate printed with black paint under the pale moonlight looks particularly bleak, like a rootless ghost.

In this environment, Yun Niannian was able to calm down and enjoy the peace.

What Jun Jiuyao did, the system space suddenly reached full level, the familiar decorations in the space, the box of tongues on the table, and 187’s missing memory, all these things are coherent into a huge mystery, shrunk in the In a transparent glass box, she only sees the shape but not the reality.

She doesn't want to guess the answer, no matter who the other party is or what the purpose is, the truth will always surface one day, what she cares about is whether 187 is credible or not.

She believes that the little mouse will not harm her, but is it really free?
If one day, someone manipulated it to do something, how would she be prepared?

After all, it doesn't have an independent soul, it's just a technological product.

Yun Niannian stepped on the flat concrete road step by step, and occasionally stepped on the autumn yellow leaves, making a rustling sound, her brows and eyes were hazy under the moonlight, and she seemed a little melancholy.

There were no street lights, the moonlight was bleak, and there was a rustling sound from the blurred shadows outside his vision. Yun Niannian glanced at it casually, and continued walking towards home without chaotic footsteps.

Has it been discovered?
So in the plot, did the police watch Liang Xiaofei die?

Really ruthless...

A sarcastic smile appeared on Yun Niannian's face, and she began to think about how to operate in order to make everyone unforgettable.

The slender figure is getting farther and farther away on the deserted street, and the hazy moonlight distorts the shadow on the ground, which is a monster hidden in people's hearts.

The way home was long and lonely, and there was no one waiting for her at home. The miserable corpses were taken away, and there was only an empty house to surround those who were left cold.

How should we treat children who have made mistakes?

Yun Niannian was not sure, she went back to Aunt Liang Xiaofei's house, did not turn on the lights, only the light and shadow on the screen of the mobile phone remained in the dark space, she typed and deleted, deleted and typed, but in the end she couldn't get the message about the funeral send out.

Yes, Liang Xiaofei's aunt died, but no one informed her only son. The police were afraid that it would be more dangerous if someone came back, and Liang Xiaofei was also afraid, but he was even more guilty.

She made a mistake and was guilty.

Now, Yun Niannian didn't want to notify her anymore, so let's wait until all the dust settles. If that cousin comes back, I'm afraid he won't be able to bear the bloodshed that will follow.

Throwing away the phone, Yun Niannian lay on the cold bed, silent for a long time, and then quietly called out: 【187...】

(End of this chapter)