The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 1420
He didn't leave the Prosecutor's Office directly, but walked through that passage, through those old small rooms with locked doors, and stopped in front of the door that opened in a flash.

There were soldiers standing in front of the door, which was the room where Su Cheng had been detained.

He stood at the door, facing the door sideways, motionless for a long time, and then slowly turned his face to look into the room.

The space inside is very small, and there is a narrow bed against the wall that is not even big enough for a person to turn over.

His eyes flicked over coldly, slowly sweeping across the room as if in substance, and finally stopped in a shadow in the corner.

That is not actually a shadow, in the dim light, that trace is actually old blood left over.

He stared at those mottled and old bloodstains for a long time, as if he saw everything that happened in this corner more than ten years ago in the dark shadows.

Those cruel and repeated beatings that he had never witnessed, those fresh and warm blood flowing from his parents, those painful cries and groans that were beaten out from their throats and lungs.

And on that bed, curled up, terrified and screaming sister.

All the atrocities and crimes were buried in this damp, dirty and dark room, and then time locked everything up and dusted the locks. was buried.

The world no longer cares, they even forget those names, and soon something new will occupy everyone's attention, and no one will remember the dead souls of this family.

But it doesn't matter.

The man turned around, his straight back was like a sharp sword shining coldly in the dim light of this cramped space.

He walked towards the exit with a leisurely pace.

I remember enough.

Thinking this way, he walked slowly through the long passage and stepped into the pitch-black night, like a ghost coming out of a coffin, carrying the bloodstains and wounds of those old things.

I will use the blood of those in power to wash off the dust on the box and open everyone's memory.

You will always remember.

That family, people who shouldn't have died, should have lived alive.

You guys will always remember.

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Blood stained the sea.

She saw the huge sunset again, and the boat traveling alone in the shadow of the sunset.

The girl stood on the top of the mountain, and the sea breeze blew her beautiful princess dress.

She looked at the foot of the mountain in a daze and seemed to have some sense, still surrounded by the panicked crowd.

And the moment she saw a familiar hand hanging down, pale and bloodless, someone still stood in front of her.

The boy in an ill-fitting suit had a slender but thin figure, a pale complexion, and narrow and cold eyes.

He stood in front of her, his voice was the same as his appearance, nice but unreasonable,
"do not look."

Just after these words were spoken, the girl's gaze changed again.

She was picked up by the servant and left in a hurry. Among the noisy and frightened crowd, she looked at the sea through the young man.

In the huge sunset, the boy with the camera hanging on his chest was dripping wet, standing straight on the wooden boat like a javelin, looking at her from a distance.

And farther behind him, a scene that had never been seen before suddenly appeared.

It was a medium-sized cruise ship.

The white hull was engraved with indistinct English letters, and there seemed to be a slender figure standing on the deck.

He was dressed in the setting sun as if he was stained with blood all over his body.

From a long distance, she felt the man's eyes on her.

Then he sort of smiled.

In fact, this feeling is very absurd, because she can't even see the figure on the boat clearly at such a distance.

But she just felt the man smile at her.

However, during this smile, the blood in her whole body became cold, and at the same time, she saw the man's hand raised far away towards the sea.

Facing the boy on the wooden boat, he pulled the trigger coldly and without hesitation.

boom--

"what!"

The girl screamed and sat up from the bed, seeing the rare sunshine in the room.

A stream of cold sweat slid down her graceful face and dripped into the warm quilt.

　It's over, it's late, it's late.

　　But the eight chapters are finished, it’s too late, I’m going to sleep after saying good night
　　Sleep well, our little fairy
　　
　
(End of this chapter)