Wang Shen took the wine glass in Liang Li's hand and the wine bottle on the table. The handsome man in Liang Li's mouth aroused Wang Shen's interest. The trap set for Zheng Wu, Sang's accident, if all suspicions are true, then this man is the key to all problems. So far, there is only one thing that Wang Shen can be sure of, this man should have an inextricable relationship with Han Mo. He exposed Zheng Wu to help Han Mo take revenge on Zheng Wu, and Sang was probably just a victim of this revenge. Just when Wang Shen was thinking about it, Liang Li's body fell on Wang Shen's body. Wang Shen gently helped Liang Li up and let her lean on the sofa.

"Where do you live, shall I send you back?"

"No, I still have to play again, you have to go beforehand, don't worry about me." Liang Li stared at Wang Shen and smiled, the blush on her face did not decrease in the slightest.

"I'd better send you home." Wang Shen was about to get up and go to help Liang Li. Who knew that Liang Li shook her arm with all her might, showing jealousy and resistance to Wang Shen's behavior.

"Handsome guy, we are not from the same world." Liang Li looked at Wang Shen and smiled again, and her laughter revealed a little bit of self-indulgence after seeing through the world. "Don't worry about me, nothing has happened after all these years." After speaking, Liang Li got up from the sofa, swayed out of her seat, and walked in the direction of the bar. Liang Li seems to know quite a few people in this bar. It wasn't long before she struck up another familiar conversation with another strange man.

Wang Shen looked at Liang Li's figure and sighed secretly. Wang Shen walked out of the bar, looked back at the shining signboard on the bar, and felt a moment of loss and helplessness. Wang Shen may be mourning Liang Li's life, or maybe he is sad after experiencing love, hatred, and hatred in countless cases.

Midnight had passed, and the city centre far from Bar Street had finally begun to fall silent. Except for the scattered streamers lit up on the skyscraper curtain wall, the whole city finally fell silent. Some people are afraid of the night, of the loneliness and restlessness of the night. But there are also people who like the night, the self-space and exile in the night.

Liang Li walked a few corners deeper, but finally couldn't hold on, and threw up with one hand against the wall. In the entire dark alley, only Liang Li's vomiting echoed back and forth. After vomiting for a while, Liang Li let out a long breath, looked at the red high heels on her feet, and inexplicably rose a wave of anger in her heart. Liang Li took off her red high heels, one, two, and threw them towards the opposite wall together. There was a silent sound from the heels and the wall crashing. It is impossible to see if the walls have been damaged, because most of the moon tonight is obscured by dark clouds.

Liang Li felt in her pocket and took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. With a click, orange flames burst out of the lighter. Liang Li leaned her back against the wall and lit a cigarette for herself. The sparks from the cigarette butts became the only light in the dark alleyway. Liang Li took a sharp puff of cigarette, then looked up at the sky and spat out a large smoke ring towards the night. Suddenly, Liang Li threw away the cigarette butt in her hand, leaned on the wall with one hand, and began to vomit again. Tonight, Liang Li seemed to be drinking more than usual.

"Thank you." Just as Liang Li was about to get up, a hand suddenly appeared beside Liang Li and handed over a tissue. Liang Li's brain was completely paralyzed by alcohol, so she naturally took the tissue and politely said thank you.

A gust of evening breeze blew across Liang Li's cheeks, and she regained some senses. Suddenly, she looked at the tissue in her hand, frowned, turned her face, and looked at the person standing beside her.

The moon peeked out of the clouds, and the moonlight shone down the otherwise dark alleyway. Liang Li leaned against the wall and shook. The coolness on the wall quickly penetrated from Liang Li's back and throughout her body. Liang Li was so frightened that she forgot to scream, and she pulled back the person in front of her, and fled deeper into the alleyway in a panic.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds again, and Liang Li ran desperately in the alleyway, but to no avail. Liang Li could feel that the black shadow behind him was getting closer and closer to her, and her body seemed to have reached its limit, and her steps were getting heavier and slower. Finally, Liang Li used her last bit of strength and turned a few more street corners. It's time to get rid of that person. But after a few seconds of euphoria, the shadow still followed, slowly appearing around the corner.

Liang Li propped her knees with her hands and gasped for air. The narcotic effects of alcohol do not seem to have the intention of subsiding. Liang Li has never hated alcohol as much as she does now. Liang Li secretly swore in her heart that if she could escape this time, she would never drink again in the future. All the thoughts seemed to be just momentary effort, Liang Li straightened up, gritted her teeth, and ran forward desperately.

One step, two steps, about four or five steps, Liang Li finally stopped in despair. Standing in front of Liang Li was a gray-white wall. Liang Li still ran into a dead end. Liang Li's slippery feet moved anxiously on the cold concrete floor, trying her best to find a way out.

The moon appeared again, and the moonlight once again illuminated the dark alleyway. The black shadow was stretched very long, and gradually coincided with Liang Li's shadow. Liang Li glanced down at her feet, and was so shocked that she rushed forward a few more steps. In the end, Liang Li really had no way to run into the wall, so she could only look up at the height of the wall and grab a handful of her hair in frustration.

Suddenly, Liang Li's body twitched, and she felt a warmth on her shoulders. Liang Li screamed, turned her head sharply, pressed her back against the wall, and gasped. "You! You! Who are you? ”

"Why are you so nervous?" This is a man's voice, listening to the tone, and a very elegant man.

Liang Li stared at the clown mask on the man's face, her hands clutching the wall indiscriminately, and her body turned slightly to the side. It's a pity that there is really no more way out for Liang Li. Liang Li believes that a man dressed up like this must be psychologically distorted to the extreme. "We don't have any grudges, if you want money, I'll give it to you, give, I only have so much." Liang Li said as she took out her wallet, took out all the cash in her wallet with trembling hands, and threw it in front of the clown man. A few banknotes were blown by the cool breeze of the night and fluttered in the air. Such a scene made Liang Li feel more and more scared, as if she was throwing paper money at herself.

The clown man stood motionless in front of Liang Li, watching the banknotes rise in the air and fall to the ground. Liang Li felt that the clown man smiled. She felt that the smile hidden behind the mask was even more eerie.

Liang Li saw that the clown man was indifferent, and said tremblingly: "If you don't like money, just ask me, it's okay." I, I'm not going to resist. After speaking, Liang Li slowly closed her eyes, waiting for the clown man's arrival.

After a while, when Liang Li opened her eyes again in horror, the clown man was still standing in place, not impressed by Liang Li's appearance at all. The white cold light flashed, and Liang Li blinked. When Liang Li saw the sharp knife in the clown man's hand clearly, she screamed in horror again.

However, Liang Li really only screamed half of it, and the other half was stuck in her throat, and at the same time was drowned out by the cold chill from the knife. Liang Li's eyes widened, looking at the clown man who was close at hand, and her fear disappeared in an instant. Because fear can no longer change anything, and fate has been predestined. The blade plunged into Liang Li's chest. Liang Li's chest was rising and falling violently, and gradually, a red blood stain oozed from her chest. Liang Li moved her lips, but she didn't seem to have any strength anymore.

The clown man saw what she was trying to say, and replied compassionately, "Because you know too much." A person who knows something he should not know deserves to die. ”

Liang Li stared at the clown man's mask, and she saw the clown man laugh again, laughing extremely bloody and hideous. Liang Li's body seemed to lose gravity for a moment, leaning against the wall and slowly sliding. Liang Li took one last look at the moon in the sky. Why didn't I realize that everything in the world was so beautiful.

It was dawn, Wang Shen knocked on his head that was a little swollen, he must have been thinking about the case all night yesterday, so he didn't sleep well. Wang Shen did not return to his home immediately after leaving the bar yesterday, but went to see Zheng Wu again to prove whether Liang Li's words were false. Zheng Wu showed a very cooperative appearance, and the confession provided was the same as what Liang Li said. The words of the driver who caused the accident, Zheng Wu's words, and Liang Li's words all seem to be true. Now the key is the man who gave Sang money. Although there is no evidence to date that San's death was not an accident. But Wang Shen still had a strong voice in his heart telling him that everything must be related, and it was not as simple as it seemed on the surface. Wang Shen sat on the bed and suddenly remembered the words of the driver who caused the accident. The driver who caused the accident lost control of the car because it was disturbed by the bright light, but where did the strong light come from? Wang Shen immediately took out his mobile phone and checked the weather on the day of the accident. Cloudy? Wang Shen thought about it for a while, and he really didn't see any sun that day. This is very strange, where did the bright light in the mouth of the driver who caused the accident come from?

Wang Shen got up and quickly freshened up, and went to the traffic police brigade again. Wang Shen retrieved the video of the accident that day. Wang Shen sat in front of the surveillance and carefully watched the whole process of the accident.

"Stop!" Wang Shen suddenly stood up from his chair, pointed to the screen, and said to the monitoring operator next to him. Wang Shen approached the screen, and a dazzling light appeared on the screen. The light is reflected off the convex mirror. But what about light sources? If someone is deliberately creating a light source, then this is really not a simple traffic accident. Wang Shen suddenly felt a little scared, if all the assumptions were true, then there might be such a person, who had calculated all the time, grasped the movements of all the people involved, and created such an unnatural death!