Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Rong Mo had a gentle smile on his face, but he always insisted on being discharged from the hospital.

Xiu Jinning could not match him, or he was not qualified to reject Rong Mo.

"I suggest you recover from your injuries here, after all..."

Rong Mo chuckled and took over his words: "After all, I am alone, no one will take care of me, right?"

"..." Although he meant it this way, it was not his tone.

It sounds like he's pitying people.

"You are worrying too much. I am not alone for a day or two." Rong Mo glanced sideways, then looked out the window.

Xiu Jin could only take out her cell phone and call Tan Lin.

Tan Lin was extremely upset. He apologized and paid the medical bills before he could comfort Rong Mo's aunt.

He never thought that the other party would collapse like that, as if he had seen a ghost, he was frightened and fainted.

"Hey!"

Tan Lin breathed heavily, and smoke curled up at his fingertips, spiraling upward.

His tired body and depressed mood gave him a headache and anxiety.

Everything is really going wrong!

The phone rang in his pocket, and Tan Lin took out his phone and read the caller ID.

His expression softened, he opened the interface, connected the phone, and asked slightly tiredly: "What's wrong, Xiu Jin, what happened?"

The other party was silent for a moment, and his magnetic voice revealed a hint of helplessness, "Rong Mo is going to be discharged from the hospital..."

"what?"

Tan Lin suddenly felt like he was a little older than he was. He had only been in the hospital for one day, and was he planning to be discharged today?

Does he want to run away?What else did he want to do? He was so sleepy that he couldn't think normally. He couldn't let Rong Mo leave the hospital anyway.

"No, he is still suspected."

There was no response on the phone, but a gentle and cold male voice came over: "Mr. Police Officer, it has been 24 hours. According to relevant regulations, you have no right to restrict my personal freedom. If necessary, please bring evidence." Summon me"

Rong Mo's voice was flat, and there was no hint of emotion or anger. He was stating the facts, which was very different from the impression he had of smiling and soft.

Tan Lin's knuckles holding the phone were a little white, "Don't you pretend?"

Don't you pretend to be a noob?Rong Mo is not an innocent person at all, on the contrary, he is thoroughly dirty.

He snuffed out the cigarette in his hand. This was the most annoying suspect among the many cases he had handled.

Wearing the purest appearance, doing the dirtiest things.

No need for a psychiatrist, Gu Chen knows who his fear is for!

Even Rong Mo's aunt was suspicious, so what's the use of him blocking Gu Chen's mouth.

Ha, it's useful, at least Gu Chen won't admit it. No matter how others doubt it, it can only be suspicion.

Rong Mo listened to Tan Lin's cold words and didn't take it seriously at all. He still said softly: "Mr. Police Officer, I don't understand what you are talking about. I have to prepare for next week's art exhibition. If you come to me to understand the case, I will do my best." Cooperate, if you detain me as a suspect, I also hope you will produce evidence..."

It seems to be a statement of facts, but it sounds provocative inside and outside!

Tan Lin threw away the cigarette in his hand, raised his foot and licked it out vigorously, "I will definitely find the evidence!"

Rong Mo lowered his eyes and didn't refute. What's the use of talking more on the phone?The more you say, the more mistakes you make. The less you say, the less mistakes you make. He just said calmly: "You will prove my innocence."

"!!!"

How arrogant!

Tan Lin gritted his teeth and suppressed anger in his eyes. He had been running all the way without rest, and he almost fell down due to anger.

The call had been hung up, and he didn't hear Rong Mo's voice until he breathed for a moment and relaxed a lot.

Rong Mo hung up the phone and returned it to Xiu Jin, "Thank you, I'm going to go through the discharge procedures. Please help me transfer the payment to Officer Tan."

The young man's expression was distant and his eyes were dull. He politely said thank you to himself, and even bent down to express his gratitude at the end before leaving calmly.

Xiu Jin remained frozen in place, with thoughts abounding. She wanted to catch the person in front of her and ask him many questions, but in the end she just watched the person move away from her sight.

His breath cooled down and he glanced at the list that Rong Mo had just seen...

So, is the fourth one one of them?

.........

Rong Mo simply packed up his things. He didn't have anything, and he couldn't even wear the original clothes.

Wearing only a hospital gown, he walked out of the hospital door and breathed in the outdoor air greedily, feeling the pain in his chest sting.

There was no reaction on Rong Mo's face, and he smiled even in pain. He didn't have much time left, and he was influenced by the original owner. He was afraid that he would go crazy before the mission was over.

Passers-by looked at him with strange eyes and whispered from time to time.

Rong Mo retracted his thoughts and reached out to stop a taxi.

Just as the oncoming taxi was about to stop, it was stopped by a black Cayenne that suddenly cut in.

The other party was obviously angry and rolled down the window to curse. When he saw Xiu Jin's condensed face, he left angrily.

Xiu Jin stepped back from the car window, resting her arms lazily on the window, staring indifferently at the expressionless young man in front of her.

Angry again?

He was smiling with everyone else, but why was he so moody?

"Get in the car and I'll take you off"

Rong Mo snorted and turned away. He was not polite to Xiu Jin. He just saved money. His mobile phone was still in the police station. He really couldn't pay when he got there.

He walked towards the co-pilot. Xiu Jin chuckled and turned sideways to open the door for him.

Rong Mo got into the passenger seat and immediately reported his address, "Go to the north gate of the Academy of Fine Arts."

"You really think of me as your driver?" Xiu Jin took the initiative to talk to Rong Mo.

He wanted to hear what Rong Mo said and kept waiting for Rong Mo to speak.

Seeing that the car didn't move, Rong Mo had a cold face and refused to follow his lead. He stretched out his hand to pull the car door, "If you don't want to leave, I'll stop the taxi."

"..." How did he offend Rong Mo?

Why are you treating him with such indifference?

Xiu Jin pursed her lips, stepped on the accelerator, and the car lurched forward. The co-pilot, Rong Mo, who was about to open the door, immediately frowned.

The look in Xiu Jin's eyes seemed to be accusing.

Xiu Jin leaned in front of him, avoiding his wounds, and fastened his seat belt thoughtfully: "I'll give it to you, for free, voluntarily, you're welcome."

"..."

Listening to the soothing music, Rong Mo kept quietly leaning on the back chair and looking out the window.

Xiu Jin held the steering wheel and secretly looked at Rong Mo from time to time, but hesitated to speak.

Given Rong Mo's current situation, it would be best if he didn't go back to school. The police visit would probably have caused quite a stir.

"Your mother's home is not in City C? Why don't you go back there?"

Rong Mo lazily opened his eyelids and asked him, "I have to prepare for an art exhibition, so I have to go back to school. Is there any problem?"

"..." The hand holding the steering wheel tightened, and Rong Mo's attitude pierced his heart like a needle, "Don't forget the treatment the day after tomorrow."

Rong Mo's gaze dimmed. Was Xiu Jin warning him not to use rumors to refuse treatment in two days due to poor mental state?

He tugged at his pale lips and mocked secretly: "No, I can't forget it."

Xiu Jin still wanted to communicate with the other party, but Rong Mo, the co-pilot, had already closed his eyes.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward, and Xiu Jin didn't understand why he said the wrong thing again.

His observation about Rong Mo was that he had to listen to what he said. He seemed to have a good temper, but in fact he was very angry.

The whole journey was silent until the car stopped at the north gate of the Academy of Fine Arts.

The North Gate is the most remote side entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts. Because it is far away from anywhere, few people enter or leave through the North Gate.

Xiu Jin stopped on the side of the road and looked at Rong Mo's sleeping face.

He touched Rong Mo's little face lovingly.

I thought you didn’t care, but you were afraid of rumors, so why did you come back?

He couldn't figure it out, and he felt inexplicably powerless towards Rong Mo. He had to think over and over again even when he spoke, for fear that the other party would be angry.

"Why can't I control myself and get closer to you?" His voice was very low, afraid that the other party would know, but also afraid that the other party would not know.

It's only been the second time today, why does he look like a pervert?

Xiu Jin lowered his eyes in despair and looked sideways out of the window.

He didn't wake up Rong Mo, maybe because he wanted to spend more time with the other person, or maybe he couldn't bear to disturb the other person. Anyway, after today, he didn't know how to approach the other person.

Time passed little by little, Xiu Jin turned the phone to silent, the phone screen lit up from time to time, and various bombardments continued.

Among them, Tan Lin's profile picture popped up the most times, but Xiu Jin ignored them all.

Xiu Jin squinted his eyes and leaned back on the chair. His broken hair obscured his dim vision. He also threw aside his gold-rimmed glasses. His original gentle and gentle temperament was gone and turned gloomy and cold.

The lighter made circles between his thin white knuckles, and he threw the cigarette between his lips in frustration, holding it tightly but not daring to light it.

Rong Mo woke up quietly, his neck where he had slept on his side felt sore. He moved, and the tingling sensation came back again, and his forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.Breathing a little lighter.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Xiu Jin who was distracted, and felt a little bitter in his heart.

He took the initiative to break the silence, "Xiu Jin... I have to leave."

The person next to him moved his fingertips, as if he wanted to raise his hand to grab him. Rong Mo didn't give him a chance, opened the car door and walked out of the school gate.

The car behind him stopped for a long time. It wasn't until he turned the corner that he could see the taillights of the car fading away through the trees.

Rong Mo turned left and right in the woods. During the day, there were not many people in the woods in the university town. He was at the forefront of the storm and didn't want to be watched by too many people.

We walked along small roads and tried to avoid the crowds.

As we get closer and closer to the dormitory building, we can no longer avoid being exposed to others.

Many people started talking about him.

"That's Rong Mo, who is a freshman. I heard that he appeared at the crime scene, and he was holding a knife."

"Yes, the police came to visit us and killed three people in a row."

"I remember that he was quite famous. He was quite popular among the freshmen. They all said that he was a gentle man. He didn't seem to be someone who could kill people."

Several boys sneered unceremoniously: "You know people but don't know their hearts. The murderer doesn't show his face."

Many people even took photos of him with their mobile phones, and Rong Mo smiled back one by one. No matter what the other person said, he always responded with a gentle smile.

On the contrary, it makes those who gossip feel embarrassed.

Rong Mo returned to the dormitory amid the rumors.

As soon as he opened the door to the dormitory, all the roommates who were chatting lively fell silent, and their eyes focused on him.

"Rong Mo? Why are you back so soon?"

The speaker was an ordinary-looking man with a different dialect. He looked up and down at Rong Mo.

This is Liao Lei, one of his four roommates.

Rong Mo smiled and said, "Well, I'm discharged from the hospital. I don't like the hospital."

"We have heard about you. If we don't believe it, just think of it as fart. We know who you are best."

The handsome boys held Rong Mo's shoulders warmly. They all had a good impression of Rong Mo.

Rong Mo is good-looking, delicate and not like a boy, gentle and gentle, has a warm smile, and won't get angry even if he makes jokes. The most important thing is that he often brings them food!

It was my father who took care of the food during college!

"Thank you, Yao Shen, but I'm still injured. Please restrain yourself and be careful because I'll splash blood all over you."

This silly boy hugged me so tightly that it was already hurting!

"Yao Shen! Don't be so careless, go away, don't worry about Xiaosi!" Zhang Jian'an pulled Yao Shen away from Rong Mo, and then freed Rong Mo from the bear hug.