Dress as the notorious Omega

The originally empty road was filled with gray fog at some point, and when Su Yan came to his senses, he was already in the fog.

Seeing that the fog was getting thicker and thicker, Su Yan gradually couldn't see the vehicle in front clearly.

In contrast, the people in the car should not be able to see themselves.Thinking of this, Su Yan decided to move his body forward and stick his head out from behind the flowers.

But before he squatted down, a car with high beams roared past, and the roar of the passing car made Su Yan stunned.

The speed of the car was too fast, and Su Yan was so nervous that he didn't have time to write down the license plate number.

But when the car stopped slowly at a distance of tens of meters, Su Yan hurriedly turned around, quietly moved towards the direction of the car, and turned on the video recording function of the phone.

Although there was fog all around, the headlights were on, and the light scattered the road in front of the car.

Su Yan thought that the people in the car had found him, so he hid the mobile phone under the flowers, covered his mouth tightly and curled up, almost stopping his breathing.

In the deathly silence, there was the sound of opening and closing the car door. A man got out of the car and put on the hood casually.

Hearing the sound of the man's footsteps fading away, Su Yan slowly raised his head and straightened his neck, trying to see the man's figure clearly.

But unfortunately, he only saw a thin black figure, and told Su Yan intuitively that this person was the murderer who killed Su Haihe.

The black figure seemed to be waiting for something, leaning against the side of the car, with his head down, impatiently grinding the stones on the ground with his feet, the sound of rolling stones was very clear in the silent night.

Seeing that the person didn't notice him, Su Yan held his breath, quietly took out his mobile phone, pressed "Record" and pointed the camera at the black figure.

Su Yan supported the phone with one hand, zoomed in on the screen with two fingers, and vaguely saw the silhouette of the black figure under the hood.

That face was very familiar, Su Yan gripped the phone tightly, her fingers trembling.

But before he zoomed in on the screen again, the black figure seemed to realize something, and turned his head to look at Su Yan. Now, his entire face was clearly exposed on the screen of Su Yan's phone.

Su Yan's eyes widened, and his heart jumped into his throat.

Suddenly a bright light flashed by - a car was also driving from the opposite side.

That car was the "weapon" that dragged Su Haihe to death.

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Su Yan didn't know how he returned to the urban area, he only remembered that he was walking along the spacious and empty road in the fog, holding his turned off mobile phone tightly.

He stood still in front of an old building, and when he raised his foot to enter the corridor, a piercing sound of rolling cans made him tremble all over, and the look in his eyes slowly recovered.

He lowered his head, only to realize that he accidentally kicked the Coke bottle.

The voice-activated lights in the old building had broken down a long time ago, because there were not many families living in them, so they didn't make any effort to fix them.

Su Yan was submerged in the darkness, her arms were still shaking unceasingly.

Do you want to post the video?Send it to the police or to Jun Zhiqian?Send it to Jun Zhiqian, what else can you do?Will they doubt themselves...

All kinds of thoughts came out of Su Yan's mind, but what he couldn't ignore the most was the murderer's face and the scene of Su Haihe's death.

The bloody scenes and the sound of brakes and accelerator pedals were in front of his eyes, and they were constantly circulating in his ears.

It seemed to drive him crazy.

After climbing only one floor, Su Yan collapsed on the ground while leaning on the railing. His legs were as weak as boiled noodles, and the biting cold covered his head. The high-pressure air made him feel cold all over his body, and he even gasped. I can't breathe.

"...Su Yan?" The middle-aged woman's voice came from far to near with the sound of closing the door, "Why are you sitting here? You're going to scare me to death at night?" Su Yan, whose back was facing the woman, trembled and stiffened back, murmured, unable to speak.

The night was cold and foggy again, although Su's mother didn't know what happened to Su Yan, she still walked downstairs at a faster pace, grabbed Su Yan's arm and carried it to the door of the house.

Su Yan didn't resist, like a walking corpse who lost his soul, he stumbled and was pushed into the door.

Mama Su, who was wrapped in a coat, locked the door, and when she turned to look at Su Yan who was standing in the middle of the living room, she was also taken aback, and then the blood faded from her face.

The small living room fell silent, and Mother Su's eyes carefully inspected the blood on the corner of Su Yanyi's clothes for nearly 5 minutes before opening her mouth cautiously.

"You... What did you do? Did you kill someone?"

Mother Su's breathing became more and more rapid. She didn't even have time to take off her coat, so she turned around and walked quickly to the bedroom. When she came back, she had a passbook and a few bank cards in her hand.

"Here, there are hundreds of thousands in it, you take it," Su's mother couldn't help but stuff it into Su Yan's hand, and then held up the passbook in front of him, "The passbook is my death date, if it's not enough, take it out! "

"Mom, I..."

Su's mother reached out her hand to stop Su Yan from explaining, she panted and turned around, her eyes kept moving in the living room.

Suddenly she remembered something, said loudly, and clapped her hands, "And this!"

She ran to the balcony in a hurry, muttering incessantly: "This sweater, I was planning to go to your place to bring it to you tonight. I don't get off work until after ten o'clock tonight. You take it, I..."

Seeing her mother panicking, Su Yan calmed down unexpectedly.

He reached for his mother's arm and tried to explain, but he heard her talking to herself more and more intensely.

"...I should bring clothes, money, and I have to change my mobile phone, yes, I need to change my mobile phone..." She rummaged around on her body, but failed, and knelt on the ground to look through the drawer under the coffee table.

"Mom really doesn't need it, I..."

"What's the point?!" Su's mother yelled at Su Yan directly, threw off his hand that blocked her, and raised her head. Under the dim light, there was something glittering in her eyes.

"You are my son!" Mother Su nodded her chest with the bank card in her hand, her voice was hysterical, "You were born by me! No matter what happens, I can't let you die! Run away!" ...I don't care what you do, I don't care if you like men or not, I just want you to live! You are my son..."

The last sentence broke Su Yan's defense, but he took a deep breath and decided to explain it to his mother.

"I didn't kill anyone, mom, can you calm down?" Su Yan leaned over and knelt down in front of her mother, looking at her haggard look, her heart seemed to be pricked with countless needles.

He is an adult, but he still makes his mother so worried.

Su Yan no longer controlled her emotions, bent forward, and stretched out her arms to hug her mother.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative to hug his mother since he was an adult.

In the past, he was the most disdainful to express love and sadness to his mother.

Crying is something only children do, and Su Yan, who considers herself an adult, doesn't want to tell her staid mother about any troublesome things.

But when he stood outside the mottled and dilapidated building and looked up, Su Yan suddenly realized what was hidden in the most secret corner of his heart.

He expects a soul that respects himself and understands what he does.

Both mother and Mr. Jun are such souls.

[The author has something to say: 1. I have written this chapter several times, but I am still not satisfied

2. Everyone should have the opportunity to reconcile with the past

3. Mother Su's approach is wrong, don't learn

4. I feel so sad after writing

5. Good night in advance]