July 5, 6:00 p.m

Through the fine green screen, Wei Donghe's eyes kept staring at the man in the room.

It's a small grocery store, and Lao Wang, the owner of the shop, is taking cigarettes from the counter to customers. Hand over the cigarettes, collect the money, look for the money, and the customer leaves.

There was not a single word or superfluous action in the whole process.

After the customer left, Lao Wang breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and there were already sweat drops on his gray sideburns. He sat cautiously in the chair behind the counter, his head tilted, his eyes glancing behind the curtain.

It was the cubicle where he usually took a nap, and there was only a simple bed in it, and there was not a big place, and there was no back door. The escaped death row prisoner had been hiding here for twenty minutes.

Lao Wang's right eyelid has been jumping.

When he was young, he was so sick, and as soon as he was nervous, his right eyelid began to jump.

Lao Wang has been running a grocery store here for more than 20 years. The year before last, a small courtyard across the road was sold to a man named Du Li. This man wears glasses, is gentle, lives alone, has a regular life, has a good relationship with the neighbors around him, and always has to buy something every time he passes by the grocery store.

One night just two weeks ago, three men snuck into Du Li's house, not looking like thieves, as if they were looking for something. Lao Wang found out and wanted to call the police, but the man led by him gave Lao Wang 2,000 yuan and a phone number.

"If someone comes to Du Li, you call this number. Money will also be given to you when the time comes. ”

Lao Wang readily agreed.

The next morning, he learned that Du Li had died, and he heard that it was a car accident.

Du Li doesn't seem to have any relatives, and after he died, his small courtyard has been empty. After a long time, Lao Wang almost forgot about it.

This afternoon, he saw a man with a backpack on one shoulder knocking on the door of Du Li's house, this man was not very old, wearing sunglasses on his face, and gauze wrapped in one hand. Later, a passing neighbor chatted with him, presumably telling him that Du Li was dead, and the man in sunglasses then left. Seeing this, Lao Wang quickly put on his reading glasses, took out the note from under the counter, and finally dialed it easily, but the other party just didn't answer, helpless, Lao Wang had to send a text message.

Lao Wang's text message was not good, and he was so anxious that he was sweating for a long time before he sent the text message, and when he looked up, he just saw that the man had turned back again, he was holding a mobile phone in his hand, and he walked into the grocery store while talking.

Lao Wang looked at his face, and sighed in his heart, Lao Wang has no other strengths, so he has a pair of eyes that are good at recognizing people, although the man in front of him is wearing sunglasses, the contour features of his face are still obvious - he has seen this face on the news several times, it is the escaped death row prisoner Wei Donghe.

Lao Wang's reaction was all written on his face, and Wei Donghe understood it all when he looked at the mobile phone in his hand.

"Don't call the police." He stepped forward and snatched Lao Wang's mobile phone, only to see the text message sent: A man has come to find Du Li.

Wei Donghe took off his sunglasses and glanced up at Lao Wang.

His dark eyes seemed to have magic power, and Lao Wang was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he sat on the bench.

Later, when he asked, Lao Wang said.

"I'm hiding here, and if those people come, you're going to say I'm gone."

The fugitive said this last, and when he said this, he also slapped him on the back with one hand, and he pinned a hard piece of something on the back waist, and Lao Wang felt that it must be a gun.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected through the glass of the counter on Lao Wang's furrowed face, and he touched his right eyelid from time to time, sitting down and standing up again.

Wei Donghe looked at the restless old Wang.

His heart was also stirring. The messages he has received since he escaped from prison are like a dense ** array, he didn't have time to react at all, just exploded one after another, leaving him trying to open his eyes in this fog.

Where do you start?

Is it all by design? The day before he escaped from prison, Xie Lanxian suddenly died, and a mysterious Su Xi appeared; Immediately afterwards, Wei Ruhai died, and it was confessed that it was Du Li who framed Wei Donghe; Just when he thought he was close to the edge of the truth, he learned that Du Li was dead...... That car accident, could it be an accident?

Du Li is dead, and the clue is broken, does this mean that he will never be able to get rid of the charges on his body?

Also, who are those people that the grocery store owner is talking about? Why are they staring at Du Li's house, what are they looking for?

Reason told him that he should listen to Elevation now and run away.

In front of him is a dangerous minefield, the target of those ** is not him, he is just an insignificant small artillery battle, and he was thrown into the battlefield full of gunsmoke, and he has no ability or need to speak for himself now.

When the battle is over, he will know.

Life or death is no longer up to him.

But......

No way.

His waist was numb, and he always felt a pair of hands holding him hard behind his back.

That woman, Su Xi, why did she do this?

Did she do all this for him? All to wash away his grievances? But why?

He shouldn't know her.

He knew only two women who could possibly be desperate for him, his mom, his Jenny.

His mother was in the hospital, confused, and Janie's whereabouts were unknown, and there was no news.

Now, a third woman has appeared, who is she?

If he had run away now, would this woman have been safe? But if he runs away, he'll never know why she's doing it...... For some reason, he felt that he had to figure out why, it was almost as important as whether he could survive or not, almost as important as he was to figure out where Jenny was.

His hand was taken out of his trouser pocket, and a bloodstained business card was added to the gauze-wrapped palm.

Maybe he should try to get help, even if it's just to ask for information.

The only question is, is this another trap?

The business card is simple: Nie Yu, the phone ×××××××××××.

The business card was given to him by Nie Yu.

After he struggled over the high wall with his hands on the glass ballast, he heard Nie Yu on the other side of the wall say, "Wait. ”

Nie Yu didn't try to hunt him down at all.

Wei Donghe's footsteps didn't stop until Nie Yu shouted, "I know you were wronged." ”

So what?

Wei Donghe said in his heart.

As a result, Nie Yu added: "I can help you, let me help you." ”

Wei Donghe's footsteps stopped.

Nie Yu said quickly: "It's too dangerous for you to run outside alone now, you can't go anywhere with a wanted warrant, if you run like this again when you encounter the police, you are likely to be killed on the spot." At that time, even if the case is overturned, you will not be able to turn a blind eye. ”

He's intimidating him, isn't he? Since Wei Donghe had the courage to escape, he was mentally prepared to be killed on the spot. However, did he mean that he said so conclusively that he wanted to help him?

With a "snap", a small stone was thrown from outside the wall, and a business card was wrapped around the stone.

Nie Yu said: "This is my phone, you call me, I will arrange the following things, first you have to hide...... Did you hear that? Wei Donghe? You're going to hide. ”

"Why are you helping me?"

Wei Donghe finally couldn't help but speak.

It was he who arrested him, it was he who handcuffed him, and now he says to let him hide, he helps him.

"I know you've been wronged." Nie Yu said.

"How do you know?"

Nie Yu on the other side of the wall was silent for three seconds, "I know there are moles in our team. A mole planted by a great white shark. ”

The sound of footsteps sounded "dong dong dong", interrupting Wei Donghe's thoughts.

He brace himself like a leopard waiting for its prey, and his eyes glow as he looks at the grocery store outside the window screen.

The two people walked straight in, and Lao Wang quickly stood up.

One of the two men was in his thirties, with high cheekbones and tall skin, and the other was a little younger, a small man with a flat haircut.

"What about people?" Said the thin man with high cheekbones.

"Gone." Lao Wang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "I left after knowing that Du Li was dead." ”

"Did you take a picture?" The flat-headed man asked.

"No, I don't know how to take pictures with my phone."

The man with high cheekbones asked, "What does that person look like?" ”

Lao Wang's neck moved, and he couldn't bear to turn his head: "I know that person." ”

"You know?"

"Yes, it's the escaped prisoner on the news, Wei, Wei Donghe."

The two men glanced at each other, and they were both surprised: "You are not mistaken? ”

"Nope."

The small, flat-headed man took out a stack of money from his pocket and slapped it on the counter: "Keep watching, there is news to contact us." ”

With that, he left with his companions.

Lao Wang breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

He turned around and looked at Wei Donghe who came out of the cubicle.

"But, is it okay?"

Wei Donghe didn't speak. His expression was heavier than the two men just now.

Because he knows one of them.

The small, flat-headed man had been to prison with prosecutor Wang Zhixia.