Breaking Through The Clouds

Chapter 116

"There was no insider at all, the murderer was always you."

Jianning City.

Building 2, District 9, Amber Mountain Villa.

It was raining, the water was pouring down on the sidewalk, and vehicles drove by, making a screeching sound; smoke from tailpipes was mixing with the rain, and dizzying exhaust gas was rising everywhere

A stocky, staggering old man wearing a dark gray trench coat, holding a briefcase under his arm and a large black umbrella, walked into a brightly lit convenience store downstairs in the community.

During lunchtime, the store was deserted, and the boss was nowhere to be found. Only his child was lying behind the cash register doing homework and watching the store. The old man laboriously put away the umbrella, shook the water droplets, and asked kindly, "Little friend?"

The little boy bit the pen and raised his head.

"Where's your father?"

The child pointed to the back.

"Help me call your father here, just say that the uncle who borrowed important things two days ago has come." The old man patted the little boy's head with his rough and broad palm: "Go now."

The little boy looked him up and down, jumped off the bench in confusion, and ran to the back door of the small supermarket.

The old man was not in a hurry, he put the briefcase that was tightly clamped along the way on the counter and pulled it open, and took out a silver-gray portable hard disk. Just then there was a clanging sound in the store, the glass door slid open again, and the wind and rain outside swept in with moisture and cold - a new customer came.

"?"

The old man paused and then stuffed the portable hard drive back into his briefcase. Who would have thought that such a subtle movement would be interrupted; a slender white hand stretched out from behind him and held the old man's hand accurately and unquestionably:

"Show me too, Chief Lu."

Obviously, every word he said was soft, but Chief Lu's face suddenly shook, his pupils contracted, and then he turned to look at the person who came--

.........

"You worked hard, let's continue to do it tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow!"

Qin Chuan said goodbye to his colleagues, stopped in the evening rush hour traffic that was especially heavy because of the rain, and arrived home after driving for more than an hour, rushing into the corridor elevator in the rain.

Ding!

Qin Chuan stepped out of the elevator, took out the key, and was about to open the door, but his movements suddenly stopped.

"......" He looked at the familiar house number 527 in front of him. For some reason, his heart was beating irregularly, and he didn't even catch his breath for a few seconds, as if he had a premonition of something.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, opened the lock slowly, and pushed open the door with a creaking sound.

There were no lights in the living room. The last ray of skylight and streetlights through the glass windows outlined the familiar furniture in pale gray shadows. Before leaving in the morning, the coat that was hurriedly thrown on the armrest of the sofa was still spread out, the half-drunk cold tea was placed on the dining table, and the goldfish in the fish bowl on the coffee table fluttered, reflecting the sparkling water. The black and white portrait of the woman was placed on the refrigerator, facing the entrance, revealing a familiar face.