At the police station, Feng Yu frowned fiercely and asked impatiently: "Have you finished asking?"

As the only party involved who was slightly injured and able to reply, he was considered suspected of committing the crime.

Coincidentally, the surveillance camera in the room was destroyed by Mailinlin and is being repaired in an urgent manner, but has not been repaired yet.

According to convention, the public servants asked the same question using their skills to ask the same question over and over again, and sometimes they buried traps to test whether Feng Yu was lying.

In the end, Feng Yu ran out of patience, suddenly stood up, walked out the door with a cold face. He was worried about An Lan in his heart, and every minute and every second here were like years.

He was blocked after just two steps. He raised his thick eyebrows and wanted to get angry. Mo Yan rushed over in time.

The person who followed him had already whispered to his colleagues, and the surveillance was repaired and Feng Yu got rid of the suspicion.

And on the other side-

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

Upon hearing this, Feng Yu's face suddenly changed. Before he could finish Mo Yan's words, the person was gone.

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

"The monitoring room is looking for surveillance..."

"Bad!" Feng Yu gritted his teeth and cursed, then threw him away and ran to the monitoring room angrily.

While the hospital was busy, a thin figure quietly pushed open the ward door, walked in and closed the door, isolating all the disturbances from the outside world.

The ward was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers. The flowers that had just been replaced in the morning still had water droplets. The detailed and warm decorations did not look like the ward, but the girl's boudoir.

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

The tiny sunlight shone on her, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she would wake up at any time and smiled sweetly at her.

An Lan dragged her weak body to her side, her eyes as cold as ice, looking at her without any emotion.

She is not unfamiliar with this face. She once was like she was sticking to Feng Yu, chasing her behind her, called Sister Lan.

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

Everything started with her car accident. Her bloody face appeared before her eyes, and a strange smile was still on the corner of her lips.

"An Lan, welcome to hell!"

An Lan stared at her face. When the warm touch came from her hands, she realized that her hands had pinched Feng Ning's neck.

"Feng Ning, everything starts with you. From the day you got into a car accident, my life has become different. Everyone thinks that I want to harm you and instruct someone to drive and hit you."

An Lan chuckled and shook her head, "I can't argue. Even the person I trust the most regards me as the murderer and the enemy!"

The pain of the past emerged in my mind, and every distorted and angry face was silently accusing her.

Blood was pouring on her body, her limbs were broken, and she was overwhelmed in her world.

Screaming, cursing, cursing, and mocking sounds were mixed together, like a large net that could not escape over her head, she had nowhere to escape and nowhere to hide.

"Feng Ning, do you know? It turns out that we all recognized the wrong person. He is not Feng Yu at all, but a fake guy! 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. However, before we could say a few words, he died. He fell into my arms and shed a lot of blood. The blood was hot, but they became cold again."

She said, lowering her head muffled to look at her hands, white and slender, and the blood had been cleaned.

But in her eyes, her hands were full of bright red and she couldn't wash them off anyway.

"My hands are stained with blood from many people. My father, brother, Nannan, Zuo Jing, Feng Yu, and even Mailinlin... They blame me every day and night, I am a murderer, I killed them."

"Feng Ning, do you think I'm very bad? If there were no me in this world, many things would not have happened, and they would not have died innocently, right?"

An Lan raised the corners of her lips, smiled mockingly, tilted her head to look at her and said, "I think I should have died long ago. But I, a person who should have died long ago, still live in the world and harm the world. What kind of natural law and logic is this?"

"No, there is no law at all! If there is law at all, why isn't the fake one who died? Why did I get pregnant with his child?" An Lan slightly raised his voice, stared at Feng Ning with wide eyes, but the latter was still asleep without giving her a trace of response.
Chapter completed!