Mr. Li, Madam, she is not guilty of death

Chapter 788 Su Miao Extra Story 60

Qin Mo originally wanted not to disturb Su Miao's sleep and let her have a good rest. Anyway, she has nothing to do now, so she can sleep as she likes. He can leave her a text message telling her that he has gone to work and let her have a good rest. Have a meal.

But I don't know why his heart always tightens from time to time, as if he is being strangled by a rope, and the sense of uneasiness that something is about to happen has always enveloped his heart.

In the end, Qin Mo was still worried, and walked to Su Miao's room. He knocked on the door, trying to wake up Su Miao as usual.

"Doctor Su, get up and have breakfast."

No sound.

"Su Miao, Miao Miao, little slacker, I made chicken porridge for you, and your favorite Sprite pickled radish, get up and have breakfast, and go to bed after eating..." At the end of the shout, Qin Mo's voice was unconscious There was trembling in the consciousness.

He had an inexplicable intuition that Su Miao had left, at this moment he opened the door and there must be no her inside.

He put his hand on the doorknob, wanted to push it but didn't dare to push it. When people don't accept the reality, they can always deceive themselves. He can also lie to himself that Su Miao is still sleeping inside and she hasn't left.

Just like Su Miao understands Qin Mo, Qin Mo also understands Su Miao. She has a short sleep and will not be drowsy. Usually, a slight sound will wake her up. Now he knocked on the door outside and called her so many times. How could she not respond.

So it can only be that there is no one inside.

Even if he didn't want to accept it, he had to accept it. Qin Mo opened the door, and a gust of wind blew in. The window in Su Miao's room was open, and the breeze gently swayed the curtains. The quilt, the room is clean, even the trash can is clean.

Sure enough, Su Miao was gone, Qin Mo didn't know when she left, she left quietly without even telling him.

Qin Mo opened the closet, and there were still all her clothes in it, the books she loved to read on the bookshelf, the tablet he played games and watched videos for her, the shells he picked up from the beach, and the peach branches made into dried flowers...

It seems that everything is left, everything is there, the only thing that is not there is that important person.

Su Miao didn't take anything from the room, these should be considered precious to her, Qin Mo walked in silently and picked up the shells on the table.

Maybe Su Miao will come back, she just went out for a walk, give her a call, what if she gets back through?

Qin Mo quickly took out his mobile phone to call Su Miao, and the female voice of the system came from inside.

——Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off, please wait a moment...

Shut down.

……

On the other side, Su Miao got into a car and told the driver an address.

The song playing in the driver's car is exactly that one: The?truth?that?you?leave Qin Mo's favorite song.

Soon after a song was played, Su Miao asked, "That...can I play another song?"

Su Miao was wearing a mask, and since she got in the car, she only said where she was going. The driver saw her wearing a mask and stared out the window all the way, and said a few words to her, and all she answered was "hmm." As if he didn't want to talk, he didn't take the initiative to talk to her.

Seeing her speak now, I was somewhat surprised: "Do you like that song?"

The driver pressed the music to the previous one while talking, and the familiar piano music came again.

Su Miao nodded and said, "I like it."

Even people who like it love this song.

The driver simply put the piano piece into a single loop and played it all the way for a full hour, and Su Miao didn't seem to get tired of listening to it.

This song representing "farewell" is like her mood at the moment, regret, not wanting to leave but having to leave.

Since there is no way to go back to the past, we should keep our distance.

Su Miao came to the location specified by the text message. After paying the fare, she opened the location and made a phone call.

"I'm here, where are you?"

"Wait."

I left at one o'clock in the morning, stopped and stopped in the middle and finally took a taxi. After arriving here, it was only four o'clock in the morning. The sky was dark, and the night sky before dawn was the darkest. Su Miao waited for nearly 15 minutes, and finally heard movement.

She looked at the person in front of her. Jiang Yurou, who was supposed to be in the mental hospital, appeared here. She hadn't seen her for more than a month. As far as the feet are concerned, there were no legs before, and now there are no fingers.

Even her left leg prosthesis has changed, the material is not as good as before, and she walks with a limp, Su Miao glanced behind her.

"Don't look at it, it's just me."

She wanted to hire someone to repair and torture Su Miao. She was stared at in the mental hospital, and the money she had on her had already been spent on getting out. How could she have money to hire someone to work for her?

Song Hansheng gave her a lot of bank cards and money in the past, but now he either took them away or blocked them. The little money she left was saved from her previous work.

Sure enough, I have to rely on myself for everything, and even money can only be used if I save it through my own efforts.

Su Miao withdrew her gaze and went straight to the topic: "How did my parents die?"