Quick Wear: Becoming the Anime Male Protagonist’s Death Escape White Moonlight

The burly man on the other side is the deceased's colleague and a talented screenwriter. His works have shined on the screen countless times and won the love of countless audiences.

Half a year ago, he had just written a suspense script, and he shared the script with the deceased in advance, hoping to get his advice. However, he never expected that the deceased had also filmed a drama with the same plot, which was broadcast first and received extremely high ratings.

This sudden blow made the man be labeled as a plagiarist, and all his efforts and achievements were wasted.

Because the deceased usually protected himself very well and rarely appeared in public. The man would never miss a rare opportunity like today. He was also the only suspect who had quarreled with the deceased today.

The last suspect present, the woman with the child, seemed to have just had an argument with the deceased when they were shopping in the mall last time. It seemed that she had no motive for murder at all, so she was not a big suspect.

However, the truth is often hidden in the details.

Fūya Ling recalled what An An had just said, and every word and every phrase echoed in his mind.

He simply began to walk around the restaurant, scanning every corner with a sharp gaze.

Finally, his eyes fixed on a glass ball at the edge of the restaurant.

The glass ball was crystal clear and lay there quietly. Compared with everything else at the scene, it seemed particularly out of place.

Sure enough, after some inspection, the fingerprints of the deceased and a small amount of cyanide toxin were found on the glass ball.

"Hey, isn't this my glass ball?"

There was an innocent light in the child's eyes, and he stretched out his hand, just about to take the glass ball.

At that moment, the woman's reaction was like thunder, instantly breaking the silence.

She suddenly stretched out her hand, like an indestructible barrier, blocking the child's little hand reaching for the glass ball. Then, she hugged the child in her arms, as if she wanted to integrate him into her own bones and blood.

Her eyes revealed despair from fear, and finally she closed her eyes.

The child was frightened by his mother's behavior, and a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes, as if he didn't understand why his mother reacted like that.

He sobbed softly, and the sobs echoed in the quiet living room, like a helpless soul seeking comfort. He didn't dare to say another word, but just snuggled tightly in his mother's arms, feeling his mother's heartbeat and warmth.

Megure and Mori, two experienced detectives, of course noticed the abnormality between the mother and son.

They keenly captured the tension and fear at that moment, and after some understanding, they finally understood the truth of the matter.

It turned out that this seemingly ordinary woman had a heavy past hidden behind her. Her husband, who was once an employee of the deceased, finally chose to commit suicide because he could not endure the deceased's endless malicious harassment. This pain and hatred, like a sharp sword, pierced deeply into her heart.

Because the deceased was very vigilant, she carefully planned a plan for revenge.

She asked the child to put on gloves and give the seemingly childlike glass ball to the murderer who caused her to lose her husband.

The glass ball is crystal clear, but it hides a deep murderous intent. It is not just a toy, but also the embodiment of the unrelieved anger and hatred in her heart.

Megure and Maori couldn't help feeling sad as they listened to the woman's story. From her actions just now, it was not difficult to see how much she cared about her child.

But such a great mother took advantage of her child's innocence and kindness and personally led to a murder.

"let's go."

Megure and Mori detained the murderer. The little boy behind them cried heart-wrenchingly and was finally taken away by relatives who arrived in time.

The child had already lost his father, and now he has lost his mother. Yu Anan couldn't imagine how difficult the rest of his life would be.

"Is this human nature?" Yu Anan murmured unconsciously, causing Jiang Gu Ling to turn his head and look at her.

He hummed and replied, "Yes, that's human nature."

Human beings are always the most complicated creatures. They seem gentle, but they are also cruel enough.

Yu Anan didn’t feel pity for the desperate mother, but only felt pity for... the kind-hearted child.

Losing his parents was like the beginning of another hell for him.

Ida Hang interjected, "But, such revenge obviously won't bring true relief and peace."

“So, this is what humans are.”

Zhuge Jingguang sighed, causing everyone to fall silent.

A good dinner party was completely disrupted. Several people no longer had the appetite to eat and prepared to return the same way they came.

The four of them returned to school first, while Ling Furiya was responsible for escorting An An back to the hotel.

As night falls, the autumn rain falls like threads, quietly wetting every corner of the city.

The rain came too suddenly and the two were not prepared at all. Furutani Rei took off his shirt without hesitation, held it above each other's heads, and ran all the way.

When the two finally arrived at the hotel, their clothes were already soaked.

Fōgaya Rei's gaze inadvertently swept across An An's wet white dress, which was clear, transparent, snow-white and pure.

His cheeks couldn't help but turn slightly red, as if they were gently burned by hot charcoal. He quickly turned his gaze away, trying to hide his inner panic.

"It's time for me to go back."

However, just as he turned to leave, An An gently grabbed his hand.

Her voice was exceptionally gentle as she said to him, "Ling, go take a hot bath first. It's easy to catch a cold if you get caught in the rain at night."

Faced with An An's concern, although Fūya Ling was a little stiff, he finally nodded and agreed to her request.

After taking a shower, Furutani Rei stood blankly in the bathroom, feeling stuck in a dilemma.

He was so careless that he didn't even bring any spare clothes. He could only put on his bathrobe helplessly and stay in the bathroom, feeling caught in a dilemma.

"Zero, you've been in there for a long time, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"No... An An, I don't have any change of clothes."

Upon hearing this, Yu Anan raised her lips slightly, handed the clothes and pajamas that she had prepared with the front desk to Fūya Ling and said, "Here, I got them a long time ago. Don't be in a daze in the bathroom anymore, come out quickly."

Fūya Ling took a deep breath, then looked up at An An, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you, An An, you really helped a lot." He knew that it was his greatest luck to meet such a smart girl in the world.

An An smiled and shook her head, then said to him, "We are all friends, so it's only natural for us to help each other."

She looked him up and down, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, it fits me well..."

"But these are pajamas, and I have to go back to school soon."

Yu Anan pointed outside the window, and as if in response to the two of them, there was suddenly lightning and thunder.

"It turns out that you can't go back tonight."

Jianggu Ling:......

What should I do? Not only am I nervous, but even my heart is warming up!