Weather on xx/x/x: Heavy rain

I saw her.

I traveled a lot, asked a lot of passers-by, and it took a lot of effort to find her.

But I didn't dare to enter the door, I only dared to hide behind the window and peek secretly.

After all these years, my mom hasn't changed much. Her face was still delicate, with just a few more inconspicuous wrinkles. She also moved to a new home, from the run-down apartment I remember as a child to a luxurious villa. When I saw her, she was sitting in the living room talking, and across from her sat an old, ugly man, wrinkled and smiling like a frog.

I don't know how to describe how I felt. Lord, Jesus, Buddha, whatever you want, can you make me forget all this I have seen?

I don't really remember what happened next, so I can only recall it as best I can. I remember rushing over like crazy, banging windows and doors, screaming loudly, trying to get the attention of the people in the room. Soon, my mother came out, she opened the door, looked at me suspiciously, and asked me who I was. Soon the man came out of the house, looking at me with the same suspicion. I rushed up and wanted to strangle him, or myself, or this inexplicable world.

I was unkempt and looked like a madman, both in words and deeds. They desperately drove me out, and I resisted hard, shouting my name. I shouted to my mother, and I said, "I'm Xiao Yang, I'm Xiao Yang!" For a moment, I felt her pupils dilate, and she heard me. But instead of stopping, she turned around and picked up a broom and hit me hard, with an expression on her face like she had seen some maggot.

I was being beaten in embarrassment when I heard the man asking, "Who is he?" My own mother replied in disgust, "I don't know which gutter jumped out of the madman!" ”

I ran away in a hurry to avoid being driven to the asylum by them.

I felt as if the world had turned upside down, and at that moment I realized what it means to be truly dead.

Now that I think about it, the reason why things are like this is only because of my inner escape. In fact, deep down in my heart, I have long known that the gentle and kind mother of the past no longer exists. And the real one really didn't visit me in prison once. Not only that, but she also treated my son like a plague.

She has long since lost me in her life. And I still see her as the whole of the world.

Now I'm hiding in a corner of the city, barely trying to find some leftovers from the bin. I didn't dare risk showing my face in the store, and I didn't have a penny on me.

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Weather on xx/x/x: Fine

The rain had been falling all night and finally stopped near dawn.

I thought about it and thought, if my jailbreak didn't get what I wanted, then why could OO get what he wanted? I've already borne the sin of someone else once, so why should I bear it a second time?

I want to expose OO's crimes, I have nothing to lose, at most I can go back to prison. Stayed in that place for so long, it's almost like home.

But I didn't expect oo............

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Very abruptly, the diary is cut off here. Yang Wenbin turned the page back, and the back was all white.

"It's weird." Yan Junli took the diary from Yang Wenbin's hand and flipped it back, but there were really no words, "It looks like he hasn't finished writing this page of his diary." ”

"Someone ripped it off." Yang Wenbin said calmly, pointing to the traces in the crack of the back page of the diary, "Although the person who tears the book is very careful, he can still see that there are traces of being torn off." ”

Yan Junli closed the diary with a "snap" and thought, "Who is the person who tore off the key page of the diary?" Also, since he was able to get his hands on the diary, why didn't he just destroy the entire diary? ”

"That would make people suspicious." Yang Wenbin said, "Judging from the content of Xiao Yang's diary, he should have taken this diary with him when he escaped from prison, so the police can easily know the existence of the diary as long as they ask a little or check the monitoring records." In this case, the destruction of the book is even more suspicious.,So the prisoner chose to alter and tear it up.。 It's just that this prisoner is also a little smart, but he was mistaken by cleverness. ”

"What do you mean?"

Yang Wenbin shrugged his shoulders and said, "First of all, the diary has been to several places after Xiao Yang's death, one is the mobile phone of the police officers in the forensic department, then the evidence room of the police station, and the prison has also taken over, and then it is in Xiao Jingrong's hands. You can check the people who can get the diary in these places, and there will be a suspect candidate. Another thing, did you know that if you want to destroy the handwriting, you need to tear off two pieces of paper? ”

Yan Junli was stunned, "What?" ”

"Otherwise, like this prisoner, he will expose what he wanted to cover up." Yang Wenbin turned to the blank page of the last page of the diary, and his fingers stroked the uneven marks on the white paper, "The last page that was torn off will definitely pass through the paper due to force when writing, leaving marks on the blank space of the next page." Looking at this look, it is estimated that Xiao Yang was writing very hard, and the back page was uneven. ”

"I see, you mean......" Yan Junli suddenly realized.

"That's right, we all played it when we were kids." Yang Wenbin stretched out his hand to Yan Junli, "Do you have a pencil?" ”

Yan Junli touched his pocket, took out a pencil and handed it to Yang Wenbin. It didn't take long for the blank piece of paper to be pencil scribbled out of a complete article.

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Weather on xx/x/x: Fine

Chen Song is coming to me! For some reason, he seemed to anticipate the idea that I wanted to tell the police the truth! He grabbed me by the neck and threatened to shoot my mother immediately if I told the police the truth.

I know he can do it, he's a villain who does all kinds of evil. I know that since I was in prison, he embezzled public funds and tortured prisoners. It was the warden Ke Yan who exposed his crimes, but he did not hesitate to kill the upright warden in order to protect himself. He wanted me to take the charge on his behalf, and then offered me an escape from prison in exchange.

I really regret agreeing to him, and now he is going to unload the mill and kill the donkey.

He gave me a bottle of poison and told me to kill myself in three days or kill my mother. I went to her again to warn her, but I was still kicked out of the house without mercy.

Now I can't go back, there is no place for me in this world. What does it matter how I choose......