monopolize his white moonlight

As the night darkened, Qin Mo's eyes became darker.

Lin Haofeng calmed down for a moment, as if he was just asking himself what he had for lunch today, and said frankly, "It's me."

"You kill a man twice and you don't have nightmares?"

"will not."

"Is he your own son, Chairman?"

Lin Haofeng smiled calmly: "I know", and then added, "Compared to being a living dead, I can be regarded as helping him out."

Qin Mo chuckled softly: "Isn't he going to wake up?"

Lin Haofeng was very impatient with him frequently mentioning "Qin Mo": "It's because he's about to wake up, he's going to die, if I can just lie in bed for the rest of my life, I won't do anything to him."

"As soon as you see him, you will think of your dilapidated and humiliated past in Yecheng, and your life will start to skyrocket, so you don't want someone to remind you of those failed pasts all the time, my good father, don't you?"

Lin Haofeng admitted generously: "Yes. It's fine if he is obedient, but he just likes to find fault. He is the one who can mess with me in the future, but—"

"You are different. You are the child that I, Lin Haofeng, gave birth to when I was most proud. I have regarded you as my most proud weapon since I was a child, but I never thought that the weapon that stabbed someone to death was me. Hahahaha, I never thought that In the end, it was you, Lin Beichen, who ruined my great affairs!"

Qin Mo grinned, what is this, what Lin Haofeng didn't expect is still behind, what is this drizzle.

"Lin Beichen, I have given you many opportunities, why did you let me down like this?"

So Lin Beichen still has a choice if he makes a mistake, and Qin Mo has to die if he makes a mistake. There is no second way.

It's so funny, so fucking funny.

"There is something that disappoints you even more." Qin Mo walked into him step by step, his eyes were dark, and the smile on his face was staring at him a little bit, like a poisonous snake with blood on its teeth, "What if I tell you that I am not Lin Beichen?" ?”

He continued frantically: "Hehe, I'm not Lin Beichen, your good son is dead, already dead..."

Lin Haofeng was briefly shocked by his air pressure, but quickly regained his dignity: "Lin Beichen, are you really crazy?!"

Qin Mo rested his hands on both sides of the chair, looked at Lin Haofeng's eyes full of anger: "No, you are crazy, hahahaha..."

"Lin Haofeng, after all your calculations, why didn't you figure it out? The good son you were proud of has been killed by yourself, and the one standing in front of you is the son of a whore that you even find disgusting."

Lin Haofeng stood up from his chair abruptly, his calm face just now was full of astonishment.

Qin Mo continued: "The last person lying on the hospital bed in that car accident was not Qin Mo, but Lin Beichen, and I was Qin Mo~"

"The one you pulled out the oxygen tube is also your precious son Lin Beichen."

"You killed your son with your own hands, the person you are unwilling to let go twice is he, not me!"

Lin Haofeng grabbed his neck and roared: "Lin Beichen, what nonsense are you talking like crazy! Do you think I will let Gu Yizhou let you go if I go out like this?"

"What I said is true, father, you may find it unbelievable, even I myself find it hard to believe, I—"

Qin Mo stared into Lin Haofeng's furious eyes: "I exchanged souls with Lin Beichen in that car accident, and now the person standing here talking to you is actually me, it's Qin Mo, hehehehe..."

"Don't go crazy! Do you make it up like this and believe it yourself!" Lin Haofeng's hands became stronger, and he felt that Lin Beichen's mind was really not clear, destroying the He family, and uttering these nonsense, "Lin Beichen, don't fight me!"

On the other side, the policeman who had been staring at the computer frowned, and someone next to him said in surprise, "Ah! Vice-team, the father and son won't kill each other!"

The man who was called the deputy team patted his forehead: "What are you talking about, don't rich people always look like this, after all, they are father and son, besides, we are not here to watch."

They can only see two people arguing from the video, but they don't know what the father and son are talking about.

Lin Haofeng let go of Qin Mo's neck, his eyes were bloodshot, the elegance of the past disappeared without a trace, and he looked at him like he was looking at a psychopath.

Qin Mo coughed violently a few times, then raised his head, his lingering gaze was carved on him like a knife: "Hehe, don't you believe it? I have proof."

"When I was very young, I went to my aunt's house to play. I saw you push her down the stairs. You guessed that her gambling husband just passed by—"

Lin Haofeng froze, his face ashen.

"It was you who blamed him." Qin Mo turned his face, "Later, he went to jail, and you lost one shackle. You also have a seriously ill old mother, oh, I should be called grandma, It's a pity that I only remember the way she breathed heavily, and I can't remember the rest clearly..."

Lin Haofeng finally couldn't stand it when he heard this, and pushed a table of files to the ground, he shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

"You killed her, right?"

"Lin Haofeng, you killed her!"

"Hahahahaha, you killed your biological mother, Lin Haofeng."

Every time Qin Mo said a word, he took a step closer to him, and his eyes became colder and crueler. Lin Haofeng pointed at him with trembling fingers: "You...you..."

"I'm Qin Mo, your good son."

Lin Haofeng's pupils dilated, it's not Lin Beichen, he's not Lin Beichen... When did Lin Beichen look at someone like this.

"Is it you who pulled out her oxygen tube?"

"It's not me", Lin Haofeng shook his head blankly, "It's not me", at the end, he almost roared: "No!"

Qin Mo was just guessing at first, he only saw the old man lying on the sickbed panting heavily, struggling for a while and then dying, which was so similar to Lin Beichen at that time.But seeing Lin Haofeng's absent-minded performance, he already knew it in his heart.

"Lin Haofeng, you killed your own mother, your own son, and you stepped on these corpses to reach the peak of power by whatever means. Didn't you ever think that one day you would fall to pieces? When you sleep at night, you never dream of them dying to you. Take your life?"

Qin Mo looked at Lin Haofeng, who was slumped on the chair with no imposing expression on his face, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha, Lin Haofeng, you also have today, I want to see you like this even in my dreams..."

Lin Haofeng stood up suddenly and rushed towards him, trying to grab his neck again, his eyes cracked and his voice hoarse: "Nizi, shut up, shut up, die, die!"

Qin Mo pushed him away, grabbed his neckline, and said ruthlessly: "Lin Haofeng, how did Lin Beichen feel when you unplugged the ventilator? What was he thinking before he died? What should he say? How disappointed you are."

The pain on Lin Haofeng's face was finally revealed, and he trembled: "You beast, shut up! I didn't... I didn't do anything... Beichen... I, I have blood on my hands!"

Lin Haofeng broke free from Qin Mo's arm, and shouted loudly: "There is blood, let me go!"

Qin Mo gave an evil laugh, and loosened his collar: "Lin Beichen is dead, killed by your own hands. I am Qin Mo, the evil ghost who came from hell to kill you!"

Lin Haofeng raised his head, he was about to burst into tears, he stood up abruptly, with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yes, you are an evil spirit who came to take your life, you are not Xiaochen, you should have died a long time ago, Qin Mo, what do you think? Can you scare me?"

He quickly rushed to Qin Mo's side, but was pushed away by him. At this moment, several policemen opened the door and walked in, shouting: "What are you doing, you really want to kill someone?!"

After finishing speaking, I thought angrily: Are rich people fucking crazy? Father and son are killing each other.

Qin Mo's last words to Lin Haofeng were: "Chairman, if you can establish another He family after you come out, I also have enough ability to overthrow him. I will entangle you to the end and I will never give up!"

Lin Haofeng looked at him with sad and angry eyes at the end, Qin Mo just smiled politely and indifferently, as if he wasn't the one who said those harsh words just now.

When he walked out of the police station, the sky was gloomy, and it started to rain at some point, he closed his eyes deeply, it was over, it was finally over.

When he opened his eyes again, an umbrella hit the top of his head. He raised his eyes slightly and saw a thin and handsome man standing there gently, and then he was startled: "Gu Yizhou?"

The man held his cold fingers: "Yeah."

"Why are you here? How long have you been here?"

Gu Yizhou replied: "Assistant Gao told me you were here, not long ago."

From when you go in to when you come out.

The wind and the rain blew over, Qin Mo held his hand in a way of interlocking fingers, and said distressedly: "Brother, you are afraid of the cold, let's go home."

Gu Yizhou smiled warmly: "Okay, let's go home."