At the police station, Feng Yu frowned and asked impatiently: "Are you done asking?"

As the only person at the scene of the crime who was slightly injured and able to speak back, he was considered to be suspected of committing the crime.

Coincidentally, the surveillance system in the house was damaged by Mai Linlin and is being repaired urgently. It has not been repaired yet.

As usual, the interrogating public servants used techniques to ask the same question over and over again, and sometimes laid traps to test whether Feng Yu was lying.

Finally, Feng Yu's patience ran out, he stood up suddenly, and walked out the door with a cold face. He was thinking about An Lan in his heart, and every minute and second here was like a year.

He took just two steps when he was blocked by someone. He raised his thick eyebrows and wanted to get angry, but Mo Yan rushed over in time.

The people who followed him had already whispered to their colleagues that the surveillance system had been repaired and Feng Yu was freed from suspicion.

And on the other side——

Mo Yan looked ugly and whispered in Feng Yu's ear: "The hospital called and said that Miss An is missing."

Hearing this, Feng Yu's expression suddenly changed, and before he finished listening to Mo Yan's words, he disappeared.

The roaring sports car flew to the hospital at a terrifying speed. The person in charge came towards me. Before he could speak, Feng Yu grabbed his collar and asked angrily through gritted teeth: "Where are the people?"

"The surveillance room is checking the surveillance to find..."

"Trash!" Feng Yu cursed through gritted teeth, threw him away and ran towards the control room angrily.

When everyone in the hospital was extremely busy, a thin figure quietly opened the ward door, walked in and closed the door to isolate himself from all disturbances from the outside world.

The ward was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers, and there were still drops of water on the freshly changed flowers in the morning. The delicate and warm furnishings made it look like a girl's boudoir rather than a ward.

An Lan's eyes fell on the sleeping girl's face. Although she had been sleeping for several years, the girl still maintained her pretty face and healthy body even though Feng Yu was willing to spend money.

Fragments of sunshine fell on her body, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she would wake up at any time and smile sweetly at her.

An Lan dragged his weak body to her side, his eyes as cold as ice, looking at her emotionlessly.

This face was no stranger to her. She once followed her and called her Sister Lan just like she clung to Feng Yu.

Now, when she saw this face, she felt strange and frightened.

Everything started when she got into a car accident. Her face covered in blood appeared in front of her eyes, and there was a weird smile hanging on the corner of her lips——

"An Lan, welcome to hell!"

An Lan stared at her face, and when she felt a warm touch in her hands, she was shocked to realize that her hands had pinched Feng Ning's neck.

"Feng Ning, everything started with you. From the day you had a car accident, my life has been different. Everyone thought that I wanted to harm you and ordered someone to hit you with a car."

An Lan chuckled lightly, shook his head and said, "I can't argue with myself. Even the people I trust most regard me as a murderer and an enemy!"

Scenes of pain from the past appeared in her mind, and every twisted and angry face was silently accusing her.

Dripping blood and broken limbs filled her world overwhelmingly.

Screams, curses, curses, and taunts were mixed together, like a large net that could not be escaped, covering her head. She had nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide.

"Feng Ning, did you know? It turns out that we all recognized the wrong person. He is not Feng Yu at all, but a fake! Is it ridiculous? Do you think it is ridiculous?" An Lan asked, but there was no smile on his face.

"Later, I finally saw the real Feng Yu. But before we could say a few words, he died. He fell in my arms and bled a lot of blood, which was all hot.

But they're getting cold again."

As she spoke, she lowered her head blankly and looked at her hands. They were white and slender, and the blood stains had long been washed away.

But in her opinion, her hands were full of bright red and she couldn't wash them off no matter what.

"My hands are stained with the blood of many people. My father, brother, daughter, Zuo Jing, Feng Yu, and even Mai Linlin... They accuse me every day and night, that I am a murderer

The murderer, it was me who killed them."

"Feng Ning, do you think I'm bad? If it weren't for me in this world, many things wouldn't happen, and they wouldn't die innocently and tragically, right?"

An Lan raised the corners of his lips, smiled sarcastically, tilted his head to look at her and said, "I think I should have died a long time ago. But I, a person who should have died long ago, am still living in the world and causing harm to the world. What kind of justice is this?

What logic?”

"No, there is no heavenly justice at all! If there is heavenly justice, why was it not the impostor who died, and why did he let me be pregnant with his child?" An Lan raised his voice slightly and looked at Feng Ning with wide eyes, but the latter still remained

He fell into deep sleep without giving her any response.
Chapter completed!