Dress as the notorious Omega

Chapter 106 Counterfeit goods

Stepping on the bell and slipping into the classroom from the back door, Su Yan hunched over and searched for his roommate with his eyes, and ran over to sit down in three steps at a time.

"Why did you come so late? It's not like a good student like you." After Shen Ming finished speaking, he secretly stuffed a mouthful of bread into his mouth.

On the other side, Song Ci pulled the book out of his backpack and threw it in front of Shen Ming.

Su Yan smiled, and perfunctory them, "Played a game, fell asleep."

Shen Ming knew it, and used his arms to attack him, "Have you been writing songs all night again? The dark circles under your eyes look like pandas, too hard work!"

Su Yan thought of something, took the opportunity to pat Song Ci, "Did you bring a mirror? Lend me to use it."

Song Ci had no choice but to dig out a small mirror from the facial cleanser he bought from the backpack he had just pulled, and pass it under the table to Su Yan.

The professor of the theory class walked in tremblingly from the door, followed by the unsmiling teaching assistant holding a lot of materials into the classroom.

The back of the front seat was used as a cover, Su Yan quietly put the small mirror in front of her, and slowly straightened her body to look at the mirror.

In the mirror, an expected face moved into his line of sight from bottom to top.

It was Su Yan's own face, simple and beautiful with the vigor of a young man, thrown in the crowd, but so ordinary.

After getting this result, Su Yan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, it felt like a huge rock was pressing on his heart, which was so heavy that he couldn't move it even with all his strength.

Even his throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't speak freely.

"Damn it, Su Yan, have you read today's news?" Shen Ming lowered his voice and brought the phone in front of Su Yan, tapped the screen, "I've never seen such a big lobster with my own eyes in my life, it looks delicious! "

Su Yan lowered his eyes, and there was a picture of steamed lobster on the screen, and he heard Shen say again: "I heard that this was from Zhou's youngest son's wedding, tsk tsk tsk, rich people are self-willed..."

Seeing Shen Ming's hopeless appearance, Su Yan pulled the corners of his lips, and subconsciously opened his mouth to reply, but the moment he spoke, it felt like a stick in his throat.

What do you say?What is there to say?Could it be that I personally tasted this lobster in my dream, and the meat was not delicious?

They will be regarded as a neuropathy.

Su Yan's eyes were fixed on the background behind the lobster, and finally she pulled the corners of her lips, but said nothing.

Noticing Su Yan's absent-mindedness, Shen Ming didn't talk to him for the rest of the class, but harassed Song Ci tirelessly, discussing with Song Ci where to go during the summer vacation.

Su Yan clutched the phone, turned on the screen, not knowing what to look at, and quietly waited for it to darken by itself.

After repeated several times, he finally made up his mind to search for information about the youngest son of the Zhou family and the Jun family.

It's just that the search pages of the Zhou family and the Jun family were all dominated by the wedding, and Su Yan swiped down for a long time before turning to a blurry wedding photo.

Su Yan took a deep breath, couldn't hold back her trembling fingers, and zoomed in on the photo.

In the photo, "Su Yan" and Jun Zhiqian are standing together, wearing a black dress, bow tie and cufflinks of the same style, they match perfectly.

Who is this "Su Yan"?

Su Yan felt that his brain was in a mess, and he couldn't think clearly about anything, and the truth was shrouded in layers of thick fog.

Su Yan looked at Jun Zhiqian's familiar blurred face uncontrollably, bit her lip, and stood up from her seat.

The professor's lecture suddenly stopped, and his cloudy eyes looked at Su Yan in surprise.

"What's the matter with you, classmate?"

Su Yan's cheeks were slightly hot, and she quickly bent over to cover her stomach, "Old, teacher, I don't feel well..."

The old professor is old and loves to keep healthy on weekdays. It is best to ask for sick leave in his class.

In addition, Su Yan usually behaved well and actively answered questions in class. The old professor did not doubt his words and waved his hand, "Hurry up and go to the school hospital."

"Okay!" Su Yan responded, grabbed the book and mobile phone and rushed out of the classroom.

The old professor froze for a moment, adjusted his glasses slowly, wondering, "He doesn't look like he's sick..."

The teaching assistant calmly glanced at the classroom door, and wrote down Su Yan's name in the book. ——

While taking the elevator, Su Yan searched for the route on her mobile phone, and found that the school is not close to the place where Su Haihe's car accident happened.

After opening Alipay and taking a look, Su Yan decided to give up the shared bicycle and take a taxi and wait.

Opposite the south gate of the school is the bar street, with rich nightlife and many taxis. Su Yan found a car soon after walking out of the school gate.

When the driver heard where Su Yan was going, he rolled his eyes, "It's so late, and we're going out of town again, so we need to pay more!"

Su Yan didn't care so much, he gritted his teeth, "Three hundred, do you want to go?"

Hey, I ran into a big boss today!The driver nodded hastily, as if afraid of Su Yan's repentance, he stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out.

Su Yan didn't care about money at all, he was lying in front of the car window and kept looking around like a foreigner who had just landed.

The driver tried to talk to him, but got no response.

The driver gave an embarrassed "hey hey" smile, "Little brother, you didn't just come here, did you?"

Various architectural neon lights flashed in Su Yan's eyes, the reality and the buildings he saw in the book gradually merged in his eyes, and there was no sense of disobedience.

Su Yan turned her head blankly, looking a little silly.

"Little brother? Little brother?" The driver panicked, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, a little regretful that he took such a strange guest because he was greedy for money.

"Ah?" Su Yan trembled all over, and suddenly broke free from the chaos.

The driver twitched/twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head, "No, it's fine."

The car went round and round, and finally stopped at a place Su Yan was familiar with.

This section of the road is very empty, there are not many vehicles, and the surveillance cannot take pictures. It is indeed a good place to kill people.

Su Yan got out of the car, transferred the money to the driver, and said goodbye to him.

The driver moved his mouth and wanted to say something, when a gust of wind blew in, he shivered and shivered, glanced at his phone, and drove away quickly.

Su Yan raised his eyes and looked around. The only sound in the air was the sound of the breeze blowing over the grass beside him. The DJ here is very calming, if the tragic murder did not happen a few hours later.

Based on his memory, he found the best observation point of the murder scene and hid in the flowers beside the road.

Su Yan knew that Jun Zhiqian saw Su Haihe on the wedding night because of himself, and the guilt sucked blood in Su Yan's heart, and he grew stronger.

Su Yan decided to record the whole process of Su Haihe's death, and then sent it to Jun Zhiqian anonymously.

Just like that, he drew a perfect ending to that story with his own hands.

About half an hour later, a car passed by. The pure black color made Su Yan's imagination run wild.

Mr. Jun...should be at home now.

Su Yan squeezed her fingers, looked at her face on the screen of the mobile phone under the street light, and felt a dead silence in her heart.

Mr. Jun definitely doesn't like such an ordinary face.

In the cold night, Su Yan sniffled and sighed deeply.

He knew he shouldn't think about anything, but he couldn't control his thoughts.

Su Yan became more and more sad on such a road that the two of them had passed by countless times.

He likes Mr. Jun very much, but Mr. Jun's lover is the beautiful, arrogant and confident "Su Yan" who lives in the eyes of everyone.

Not him, a fake.

Inferiority is like thick ink on the top of Su Yan's head, making him unable to lift his head.

Su Yan thought, he just had a hearty dream, why, he took it for real.

[The author has something to say: just, a little bit cruel

The next chapter may be more knife

Good night in advance, everyone! 】

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