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At this time, there was a gentle drizzle outside, and coldness rushed into the room through the gaps in the windows. The thick blackout curtains blocked the only light that tried to get into the room. This kind of weather was suitable for sleeping.

The person who fell asleep was really tired from running around for days. He turned over and wrapped the quilt tightly around his body. It seemed that he still felt cold, so he searched for the source of warmth like a cat, and crawled into the arms of the person next to the pillow. Here, the person next to the pillow is also a sensible person, stuffing him into his arms, he felt safe, mumbled something in his mouth, babbled again, and suddenly fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Bian Zeming has always been in a light sleep since he came to Gong Xu's side. He was afraid that Gong Xu might need something, so he was awakened by this fragile movement. He smelled the fragrance, and tightened the person into his arms, and was about to continue to sleep, when he caught a glimpse of Gong Xu's silent cell phone next to his pillow and turned on.He didn't want to wake Gong Xu up, and was just about to hang up when he picked it up, but when he saw the name flashing on the screen, he picked it up anyway.

The voice on the other end was a bit noisy, and he didn't understand what it meant after talking for a long time. Seeing that the person in his arms was a little uneasy, as if he was about to wake up, he held up the phone, settled Gong Xu, and moved very lightly. After getting out of bed and hiding in the bathroom, I dared to lose my temper with the other party: "Speak quickly, what's the matter?"

The other end seemed to be frightened by him. Obviously, he didn't expect that it was him who answered the phone. It must be because he usually behaved too meekly, spoke little, and never lost his temper with the people under him.So the man groaned and groaned for a long time before telling him in a low voice: "Zhuo Muyang has escaped."

Bian Zeming wasn't particularly sober at first, and because he was disturbed from his dream, he was so angry that he couldn't wake up. When he heard this, he immediately became angry, but he didn't dare to make too much noise, his voice was suppressed. It was very low, which made it even more severe, and scolded the person on the other end of the phone in a derogatory manner.The man said yes again and again, and was too frightened to fart.

Bian Zeming vented his anger in a daze, hung up the phone, took a few breaths, washed his face with cold water in his hands, and then opened the bathroom door to go out, but saw Gong Xu had already woken up, and was looking at him with his big, beautiful eyes blinking.

Bian Zeming hurried over and knelt by the bed, took Gong Xu's hand, looked at his beautiful eyes apologetically, lost his mind for a while, and said, "Sorry, did I wake you up?"

"I can't see it, we always have a big temper!" Gong Xu joked.

Bian Zeming smiled wryly and said, "Zhuo Muyang's father had just been pushed into the incinerator, and he took advantage of the opportunity to go to the bathroom and ran away."

Gong Xu took the time to continue looking at him anxiously, as if this matter was within his expectation, and asked him, "And then?"

"Then..." Bian Zeming hadn't thought about that, mainly because he had just woken up, and his mind was still not clear at the moment, so he could only vaguely say, "I arranged for someone to look for it, but the place was far away, so I went into the woods. I just can’t find it.” His voice was getting weaker and weaker, mainly because he had no confidence.

He didn't dare to look at Gong Xu, the hunter would be angry if the prey ran away.

Just at this time, "Aoao" with extremely sensitive ears heard the sound of their conversation, so he yelled outside the door and scratched the door with his paws, Gong Xu interrupted his thinking, and ordered: "You open the door. "

"You don't want to sleep anymore? I'll take someone to find it."

But Gong Xu didn't even intend to sleep, instead he hurt him a few words: "If you are told to open the door, then go, why are there so many nonsense?"

Bian Zeming got up and opened the door for the prodigal dog, "Aoao" the increasingly fat body quickly got in, and flung himself on the bed with extreme flexibility, and got into Gong Xu's arms, licking and rubbing, so affectionate.

Bian Zeming was left on the sidelines, unable to get in a word, so he had to watch the interaction between a person and a dog.

After arguing with the dog for a while, Gong Xu rubbed the head of "Aoao" and asked Bian Zeming, "Are you awake now?"

Bian Zeming was in a daze when he heard the question, and then he heard Gong Xu say: "You can also see that Zhuo Muyang is not only selfish, but also has no family affection. When his father was hospitalized, he could leave as soon as he could. Dad is dead and hasn't been buried yet, and mom is unconscious, so he ran away again."

"That's why I'm in a hurry, and I've already sent someone to look for it."

Gong Xu curled his lips and smiled, and said, "Call our people to withdraw."

"Withdraw?" Bian Zeming looked at Gong Xu in surprise.

"After breakfast, you accompany me to the Public Security Bureau."

Bian Zeming couldn't figure it out, so he stood by the bed and pondered hard.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and cook!" After finishing speaking, he pinched Bian Zeming's thigh, and then held the dog's face of "嗤嗤" and ravaged him. The speed of changing his face is unmatched by anyone. .After kneading enough, I saw that he was still sticking around beside me, so I said: "I originally wanted to give him time to send his father's ashes back to his hometown. The people and the car are all arranged. It's because he doesn't cherish it. I will do my best." Although Gong Xu's eyes stayed on the dog, there was a murderous intent.Bian Zeming seldom saw Gong Xu like this, and seeing him now scared him too.He almost felt that the hatred in Gong Xu's heart seemed to be gradually dissipating, but what was it gushing out at this moment?

Zhuo Muyang ran away.

Before getting his father's ashes to say his final goodbye, he fled the funeral home.

He just told his younger brother that he was going to go to the bathroom, then he got rid of the people Gong Xu sent to follow him, climbed over a high wall, and escaped easily.The autumn rain was very cold, soaking his skin through his thin clothes, and a gust of cold wind hit him, making goose bumps all over his body.The slightly humid air is full of the smell of freedom, which dilutes the sadness of his father's death. The only failure is that he twisted his foot when he jumped off the wall, and he felt a biting pain when he walked. Compared with freedom, This little pain was nothing, he was very happy, jumped on a bus bound for the city, and even hummed a light song.

As for where to flee, Zhuo Muyang didn't even have any plans, but as long as he got rid of Gong Xu's surveillance and pressing every step of the way, he felt that he could find an exit from any difficulty, and he thought it was worthwhile even wandering.The rain was getting heavier, hitting the glass of the bus, making a pattering sound.The air of the bus was filled with the smell of food stuffed with leeks, which was so soul-stirring that it caused an embarrassing scream in his belly. He flinched and took out dozens of scattered dollars from his pocket. But there was another burst of confusion, and hunger became a supporting role instead.Money is what he has pursued for more than 20 years. In the end, he actually lived a life of poverty and nothing. Maybe "poor" is his destiny.But for freedom, he is also willing to accept his fate.

Because the temperature outside was too low and there were too many people on the bus, there was some mist hanging on the windows of the bus. He wiped it off casually, and he could see many banners promoting some kind of movement hanging on the big trees on both sides of the road. Imposing, full of strength, when he first entered the target, he even sat down for a while, but after thinking about it carefully, such a small treacherous person like him is not within the scope of attack, Zhuo Muyang comforted himself like this.

The road was in the morning rush hour, and the car was stuck for several kilometers, as if the end could not be seen at a glance. This car usually only takes half an hour to reach the terminal, but now it has been driving for almost an hour and is still halfway.Zhuo Muyang gradually felt relieved, and began to think about the next arrangement...

Inadvertently, the car stopped at the hospital where my mother was currently living.

Leaving this time means that he will also lose his mother, because Gong Xu will definitely cut off his help. In fact, he also knows that the life and death of his mother is actually in his hands.Zhuo Muyang got out of the car in desperation, and rushed in among the medical crowd.After his father left, Gong Xu removed the people who were watching them. He heard from his younger brother that although Gong Xu arranged for a nurse to take care of his mother, she usually came close to noon, so she should not be there at this time.

Breaking free from the crowded elevator in the hospital, the end of the corridor was the ward where his mother was. He approached quietly and looked inside through the glass of the door. She was the only one sleeping in the ward.The doctor said that the reason why my mother was so traumatized was that she had been so lethargic that a large part of the reason was psychological. She was escaping and did not want to face the predicament of family ruin, but given time, there was a possibility of waking up.

Zhuo Muyang looked at it for a while, and suddenly seemed to have made up his mind, he pushed the door straight in, locked the door behind him, and drew the curtain hanging on the door to block the outside view...

Gong Xu was still being interrogated when a policeman hurried in. The man whispered a few words into the ear of the policeman who was in charge of the questioning, and the man stood up and wanted to go out, but suddenly realized that There was still Gong Xu in the room, so he turned around and smiled apologetically at him and said, "There is a sudden case, and I have to go to the leader to report on my work. You wait for me in the room, and we can continue when I come back." .” After finishing speaking, before Gong Xu could respond, he stepped out.

He was bored sitting in the wheelchair and fiddled with his mobile phone. With a beep, a WeChat message came. The content of the message was: "Zhuo Muyang went to the hospital this morning and ended his mother's life with his own hands."

Gong Xu only dazed for a moment, and then quickly stabilized his emotions. He understood why the policeman left suddenly.He originally intended to use the trick of praying mantis to catch cicadas, and wanted to force Zhuo Muyang to a dead end through the hands of the police, but unexpectedly he indirectly harmed that kind old man.

Just when he was still immersed in some inexplicable guilt, the police officer came back again, and he said to Gong Xu: "Mr. Gong, I'm sorry, I have to call the police now, or wait Let's call." He tidied up the case files on the table and said, "Hey, I have been a policeman for more than 20 years, and I have seen many people who have committed the most heinous crimes, but I have never seen someone as inhuman as Zhuo Muyang. Yes." He hugged the things in his arms and explained to Gong Xu: "The hospital reported just now that a patient was smothered to death in the ward. The culprit was his own son, and the biggest suspect was framing you. The one from here is Zhuo Muyang."

The result he learned from the police was different from what he received in person. At this moment, he was having difficulty even making a sound, so he managed to utter the word, "Okay."

The police went out first, Gong Xu was quiet again, and then turned his wheelchair to go out. Bian Zeming was waiting for him at the door, and seeing that his face was not very good, he took his hand and comforted him: "Don't be unhappy. , it's not your fault."

Gong Xu didn't speak, and was pushed out of the gate of the Public Security Bureau by Bian Zeming in silence.

On the way back, Bian Zeming seemed to be influenced by him, and drove with a dull head. At this moment, a phone call broke the peace in the car.Bian Zeming picked up the call, and the call came to the two people's ears through the speakers in the car.

"The police have surrounded the hospital, Zhuo Muyang is now on the roof of the hospital."

Before Gong Xu could order, Bian Zeming turned around.

Gong Xu asked, "What are you doing?"

"Are you regretting it? If you go to persuade him, he may be able to subdue the law."

Gong Xu snorted and said, "I haven't regretted it. It's just that I indirectly killed two old people, which makes me feel very unbearable. Besides, Bian Zeming, what are you doing? He deserves to die, I want to die." This is the result." Gong Xu said what was in his heart, and he felt refreshed like never before in an instant.

very nice.

The person he hated was finally sent to the end of his life by him.

I have never regretted it.

He looked down at his unsatisfactory legs, and remembered the moment of fear in the car accident, and the despair of being told who killed him after waking up.

How can he regret it?

It is up to the parents whether to raise or not to teach.

The death of Zhuo Muyang's parents was caused by Zhuo Muyang, an obsessive person, so what did he have to do with it?

At this moment, his slightly cold hand was held in the soft warmth. He raised his eyes to look at Bian Zeming who was driving next to him, and was touched by an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Your hands are so cold, you still wear less clothes." This person only cares about him, and will never be infected by his unfair negative emotions.

Gong Xu was silent for a long while before uttering this sentence: "In this revenge, the only thing I underestimated was his cruelty."

The wind on the roof howled, and the cold rain slapped Zhuo Muyang's face and body mercilessly. He couldn't open his eyes, and he held the railing with both hands. He made countless determinations, but he didn't have the courage to let go.

The door of the passageway on the roof was propped against by him with something, except for the sound of the wind, there were knocking and shouting.

He won't open it.

After confirming that his mother was no longer breathing, he was discovered. He ran all the way to the top floor and hid here. The last gift he gave himself turned out to be a dead end.

There were a lot of people standing downstairs, and several police cars came one after another, yelling something inaudible to him with loudspeakers, presumably to persuade him not to go down.

Zhuo Muyang smiled, turned around and glanced at the crumbling door that was about to be knocked open.

He made up his mind again, but he couldn't bear it.

At this time, the mobile phone on his body rang.He took it out, and was about to throw it downstairs, but saw that the string of numbers that appeared on the screen turned out to be the numbers that Jiang Xu, who was familiar with by heart, had used.

He picked it up with trembling hands, and instead of the familiar happy "Hey", there was a faint guitar sound, and a young, energetic voice sang that song softly for him along with the accompaniment. A light song: "Unforgettable, the first time I saw you, a pair of gentle eyes..."

Looking back on the past four years, most of the days were good, but in the end, he was fascinated by money. It was also a rainy day, and he modified the car himself.

He smiled wryly, and felt a severe pain in his chest. The pain moved the nerves in his hands. As soon as he loosened his fingers, the phone fell. He looked down, but saw a distant place, a person pushing a A wheelchair looked up at him, and even waved at him while sitting in the wheelchair. Even though he was far away, he could clearly see the smile on the man's face.

Tears filled his eyes, and his vision became blurred. At this moment, there was a "bang" sound behind him. He looked back, and the fragile iron door fell to the ground with a bang, and a group of people rushed in, trying to stop it. he.

Zhuo Muyang raised his head, the rain washed away his countless crimes, at a certain moment, he finally mustered up the courage, and amidst the screams of the crowd, he let go of the hand that was holding onto the railing...