All the protagonists of the abuse novels I wrote have come to me

Someone wants his life!

Song Bai's brain stopped for half a minute before he came back to his senses, and asked in a daze, "Who?"

What does it mean that someone wants his life?Did he offend someone without knowing it?And buying/killing/killing/people and so on, isn't it a plot that only appears in TV movies?

And it's not Shi Lezhi, who is that?

He circled the interpersonal relationship from childhood to adulthood in a circle in his mind, but he didn't find anyone who had such a deep hatred with him that he wanted his life.

Or is there something inside that he doesn't know about?

"Who is it?" Jiang Can and Zhu Jin's expressions turned serious.

Right and wrong directly probed to look at Alex's cell phone.

Alex said: "The person who was caught said that someone contacted him and asked him to kill you, and he had to make an unexpected appearance. After the incident, he would be given a large sum of money to let him go abroad, detailed confession and other news. Send it over..."

Just as he was talking, there was a vibration, and the information was sent from the opposite side, and he simply sent it to several people directly.

"Accident?" Jiang Can tapped her finger on the table and asked Song Bai, "Who is the beneficiary of your insurance?"

Song Bai was still immersed in the fantasy news that someone paid him to kill him, subconsciously said: "I have never bought insurance..."

He has no one to benefit from, so why bother.

But now you can consider buying a copy, but there are too many sons, so I don’t know who to write about.

"Then if something happens to you, who will the property in your hand go to?" At such an important moment, Zhu Jin was forced to log off by Zhu Peiqi.

Song Bai knew that he was suspicious of his relatives, and said: "It's not them. When my parents died and they came to make trouble, I asked a lawyer in front of them. If I die, all the properties under my name will be donated. go."

Jiang Can also knew this, he had said it before when the police came to the door.

"It's not for money, it's..." Zhu Peiqi didn't finish her words.

"For love!" Yes and no positive supplement.

Song Bai blurted out: "I've never been in a relationship!"

After finishing speaking, the eyes of the four harvesters looked over in unison, and suddenly a burst of heat rushed to his face, he looked embarrassed, held back, and simply smashed the jar: "What are you looking at, is it so strange that you haven't been in love before!"

Talking about being in love is amazing!It's not from him!

He stared around, and finally fell on right and wrong, "You haven't talked about it either."

Shi Fei, who was lying on the gun, nodded vigorously, with a happy expression on his face: "Yes, I am the same as my brother!"

Song Bai choked.

The remaining three couldn't help laughing.

Alex smiled the most and blew a kiss to Song Bai: "Haha, baby, you are so cute!"

Song Bai, a single dog who has never been in a relationship, clutched a broken glass heart and didn't want to talk to them. He looked down at the information sent from his mobile phone.

According to the information, the person who wanted to use a flowerpot to accidentally kill him was called He An, a native of G Province, who had just finished his sentence and was released from prison half a year ago, with a criminal record of manslaughter.

He An was imprisoned for seven years, his wife divorced and remarried with his son, and his parents died in accidents one after another. When he came out, there were only a bunch of relatives who didn't want to see him.

On the surface, it is said that he came to An City to start again, but in fact his son got leukemia and needed a lot of money. Someone came to him and exchanged medical expenses for him to kill Song Bai, and agreed to send him abroad after the event was completed.

So he came to An City three months ago, observed Song Bai for a month, and then made a move.

According to his confession, he originally wanted to cause a car accident. It is so simple and effective. Who knows that Song Bai is a dead house. Every day, apart from his home, there is a snack shop. , the idea of ​​a car accident can only be aborted.

Seeing this, Song Bai had only one feeling: the dead house is safe.

He An didn't move for a month, and the people behind him urged him very hard. In his anxiety, he happened to meet Song Bai who was going out and passed by the apartment he was renting. He had an idea, and he hugged the neighbor's flower pot downstairs and threw it down.

The police didn't find out at the beginning because he lived in that community, and he lived in the building because he was sure that the building was not captured by surveillance cameras.

He had already thought it over, a car accident is an accident, and a flowerpot smashing someone to death is also considered an accident. If he is found out, as long as he kills him and says he didn't do it on purpose, then he can solve it by paying some money. Besides, he knows that Song Bai basically counts after the investigation. Orphans, those relatives are probably happy to get the compensation.

It doesn't matter if you fail, the flower pots he was holding were also walking down the corridor, without leaving any traces, and he is not afraid of being found out.

He made both preparations, and in fact, he succeeded. It took more than half a month for Alex's men to find them.

Song Bai didn't know that someone wanted his life. It just happened that the protagonist came to the door. He thought it was Shi Lezhi, and immediately shrank with Jiang Can to Jiangjiyuan. He An couldn't find anyone, like a headless fly. Bian's son was waiting for the continuation of the medicine fee to save his life, but he showed his flaws in a hurry.

However, he did not explain who was instigating behind it, because he did not know.

Everything is contacted by phone, each time is a different number, use it and lose it.

"I've already sent someone to Province G." Alex said, "Go and watch the hospital to see who is paying for He An's son. He An will make him delay."

Song Bai turned to the end, and He An confessed that in order not to leave a transfer record, the other party sent someone to the hospital in person every time he paid the bill, also to put pressure on him.

"The other side must be confident if they can send someone there." Zhu Peiqi was not very optimistic.

Jiang Can said: "Follow the clues, maybe we can find out. Before, the enemy was in the dark and we were in the open. Now that there is He An, the other party doesn't know the situation on our side even more. It may not be impossible to find him."

Alex agrees.

"Who is it?" Right and wrong only care about this, he scratched his heart and liver curiously, "It's not for money, it's not for love, is it for vendetta?"

He propped his chin and guessed wildly: "My brother's father framed his partner when he started the company. This partner has a descendant. He came back to take revenge when he grew up and became famous. It turned out that his father was dead, so he transferred his hatred to his brother." On the body, hey, shouldn’t it be close to your brother, fall in love with you, break up with you, regret it, and then reconcile?”

Song Bai: "... read less novels."

Jiang Can pinched a piece of bubble gum and stuffed it into his mouth to block his mouth.

Right and wrong, bah bah bah spit it out, tore open the package and chewed it in.

"It's also possible." Zhu Peiqi murmured, "Maybe my uncle had an enmity with someone back then, and you don't know about it when you're too young. You can check it out."

Song Bai paused when he thought of something, and didn't object.

Shi Fei blew a bubble, and it burst and stuck to his mouth, he said vaguely: "Where are the relatives on the brother's side? Why haven't you heard my brother mention it?"

After speaking, she received three throwing knives, plus Jiang Can's "love" brain collapse.

You can't stop your mouth from eating!

Right and wrong covered his head with a look of grievance.

Song Bai looked at his tearful eyes, and said with a smile: "Don't blame him, it's not something you can't talk about. My grandparents passed away when my mother was young, and she never went back after she married in Anshi." He paused when he said this, "It seems that there is a grandpa, I should call it grandpa, my mother mentioned before that she lived with grandpa, but he should have passed away."

The three of Jiang Can looked at each other and said politely, "Would you like to look for it for you, maybe you can still find it?"

Song Bai looked at the mahjong tiles in his hand and was startled: "Okay."

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ding dong ding dong...

There is a pleasant piano sound.

It is a spacious and clean living room, the piano is placed under the bright windows, and there are pure white snowflakes falling outside.

The one who played the piano was a five or six-year-old boy, as cute as a snow ball, looking serious as if he was playing some world famous tune.

"wrong."

A female voice sounded, as soft as water, and a woman in a long skirt walked into the screen, gentle and beautiful, with almond eyes that were exactly the same as those of a boy.

"I'm sorry." The boy paused to apologize, and bounced back.

After a while.

"wrong again."

The boy shook his hand, and the piano issued a heavy note: "...I'm sorry."

Bounced again, obviously nervous this time, and finally it was about to end smoothly, the boy was relieved, but made a mistake again because of relaxing.

Without the woman speaking, he stopped shaking his fingers.

"sorry."

"I was wrong."

"Mother."

The woman sighed, bent down and gently stroked the boy's cheek: "Why do you always make mistakes? Mom gave you two chances but you didn't cherish them."

"Bad boy." The slender white finger with nail polish touched the boy's forehead with intimacy, "Baby is a bad boy who makes mother sad."

The boy was shaking, repeating that I was wrong and sorry.

"You can't just apologize." The woman said softly, "You have to bear responsibility for what you do wrong. Mom taught you, have you forgotten?"

"...No." The boy's voice trembled.

"So good." The woman leaned over, gave the boy a kiss, hugged him off the stool, and tucked his skirt, "Go."

"Mom..." The boy grabbed the woman's sleeve, with pleading eyes in his dark eyes.

I am afraid.

I do not want to go.

please.

The woman was disappointed: "Is the baby going to be a disobedient and bad child? Mom doesn't like bad children, so the baby should not be a bad child, okay?"

Don't be a bad boy, okay?

bad boy.

bad boy.

good or not?

good or not?

The voice played back infinitely in the ear, and the light in the boy's eyes dimmed: "Okay."

The woman smiled with satisfaction, so beautiful, so beautiful.

She personally held the boy's hand and sent him to the cold balcony. Snowflakes drifted in and fell on the mahogany box in the corner, forming a thin layer.

The woman let go and looked at the boy.

The boy opened the box and stepped in slowly, and sat down. The little child was sitting in the big wooden box, and the picture was a bit cute.

The woman bent her lips and smiled, lowered her head and kissed the boy again: "The baby is so good."

Then reached out and closed the lid.

The boy opened his eyes and looked at her. When the light disappeared, tears welled up in an instant.

I am afraid.

do not go.

mom.

Thunder flashed across the sky, heavy rain fell, dark clouds covered the sky, and it was gloomy and dark.

The woman is dancing.

She was wearing a fiery red off-the-shoulder dress, and her long hair was permed into big curls, casually scattered on her shoulders, her original gentleness showed a bit of charm.

The boy grew up a little and sat at the piano to accompany her.

She danced happily, humming the tune, from one end of the piano room to the other.

The boy looked at the weather outside the window with a worried expression on his face.

Cuckoo cuckoo——

The time-telling bird chirped, and the woman stopped.

"Mom, it's time to take your medicine." The boy came over and obediently poured water over it, "Dad said he must watch you take it."

There was melancholy in the woman's eyes.

The boy comforted her: "It's not bitter, just swallow it in one breath."

"Is it okay for the baby to eat with mother?" The woman held her chin and spoke softly, "Mom doesn't want to eat alone."

The boy hesitated: "The baby is not sick."

A layer of gloom shrouded the woman's face: "The baby said he would listen to his mother, the baby is a bad boy."

The three words "bad boy" seemed to be a spell, and the boy immediately picked up the medicine bottle: "Baby take it with mother."

The woman smiled and said softly, "Baby is a kind and obedient child."

Two people, you and me, finished taking the pills.

"Song Bai is crazy! Just like his mother is crazy!"

The voice of children laughing, with innocent malice.

The boy walked into the community with his schoolbag on his back, and hurried home with his head down.

"Mom!" He opened the door and went in, took out the test paper in his arms, with a happy smile on his face, and excitedly said to the woman, "I got another [-] points!"

The woman was combing her hair again and again, when she heard that she put down the comb and hugged him, and gave him a gentle kiss: "The baby is so good."

The boy's smiling eyes were crooked, and the almond eyes were full of light.

He suddenly saw the untouched pills on the table: "Mom, haven't you taken your medicine?"

The woman frowned and said softly, "Because there is no baby to eat with mother."

The boy pursed his lips: "Dad said this is medicine for you, I can't take it."

"Daddy lied to you." The woman said, "Is the baby going to be a bad child?"

The boy refused: "I can't eat it."

"Let's take it together." The woman didn't seem to hear, picked up the pills and divided them one by one, and looked at him gently, "Eat."

The boy does not move.

"Eat." The woman suddenly changed her face. She pressed the boy's shoulder and forced the pill into his mouth, "Eat!"

No, I don't want to eat!

The boy struggled hard, but couldn't break free from the adult's confinement.

can not eat!

can not eat!

He tried desperately to spit out the pill, but was held down by the woman and stuffed down his throat.

The woman poked his forehead with Kodan's painted nails, and said affectionately, "Bad boy."

The boy froze, gave up struggling, and tears flowed out like that, silently, silently, drowning him in despair and helplessness.

Song Bai woke up from the nightmare.