C55 Murderer (1/2)

The pitch-black night was as serene and profound as a pool of ink.

He had just experienced a violent storm, and the car outside was a mess.

Sorrowless suddenly sat up from the bed. He raised his hands to cover his face, as a scorching heat burst out from his nose and mouth. His chest heaved violently, unable to calm down for a long time.

Just now in his dream, he felt as if he had experienced another calamity, and his life and death seemed to have been severed. His chest felt as if it was torn apart, and it was extremely painful.

He dreamed of a huge fire burning on the wheel, a woman falling on the deck, the fire creeping up on her, and a laughing man pouring the last of the gas on her and hopping into the speedboat and leaving without mercy.

He was hiding in a small corner of the cabin, his body tied up in rope and his mouth covered with a cloth strip. He wanted to struggle, to run towards the woman, but he couldn't move.

He could only shout in his heart over and over again, ”Mom!”

Then a man lifted him out of the corner and threw him into a speedboat, and he turned to carry the woman, and the great wheel suddenly exploded.

Xiao Mo gasped for breath, the scenes in his mind couldn't be dispelled no matter how hard he tried.

The fire on the sea shook the sky.

My mother was tainted and surrounded by fire.

Both parents died as a result of the explosion of the great wheel.

And …

The perpetrator, the murderer.

When Gu Qing followed Gu Junyang to Gu Hua Nian's Leisure Club, it was already eight in the evening. The auction had already ended, and they heard that Xiao Mo had sold Xu Beihong's Galloping Horse Painting for a very high price.