Chapter 1033: "Daytime Rain" Screening (Thirteen)

Here, Mossen is eating noodles after stabbing someone seriously. The camera turns and Tian Gang hears Wang Dali resign in the daytime.

The sense of separation comes again. On one side is life and death, and on the other side is work. Jasper is in a trance for two seconds before realizing: Yes, ordinary people at the bottom of society, no matter how low they are, are struggling for food and clothing. It is "not so good to live" rather than "whether they can survive today."

The female white-collar worker who lives alone, the employee and his wife who live in the townhouse, are much better off than Tian Gang and his friends in terms of economic conditions, but in front of Mossen, the murderer, they are not divided into rich and poor, they are just "people who can be killed."

Horrible...

Jasper stared at Mossen on the screen. He was sleeping again, wearing a light gray singlet and curled up on the sofa. He should have found an eye mask and headphones from this family's home to seal himself tightly in terms of vision and hearing.

Even so, he still slept unsteadily.

Knock knock knock——

The window glass was knocked.

"Is anyone there?" A male voice sounded through the window, "Excuse me, is anyone home?"

Mossen struggled to take off his eye mask, his facial features wrinkled with irritability, he was still sleepy, and his eye bags were frighteningly heavy.

"Excuse me, Mr. Zhang, excuse me!"

The patrolman outside the window raised his voice and pointed at the door, "I rang the doorbell several times but no one answered. Can you please open the door?"

Mossen got up from the sofa and looked sleepy. He nodded randomly. He was about to walk to the entrance in his slippers, but he stopped abruptly and turned to the kitchen.

A shiny kitchen knife was placed next to the sink.

Colton and others took a breath and foresaw that this patrolman was going to be doomed.

But, after all, he was a policeman... Is it possible that Mossen was successfully arrested?

Damon subconsciously glanced at his watch. More than an hour had passed since the movie started.

In a tense moment, Mossen grabbed the kitchen knife, lifted the hem of his shirt as he walked to open the door, and inserted it into his pajamas against the skin of his lower back, letting the elastic band tighten and fix it automatically.

Damn, this guy is really not afraid. Roberto grimaced.

Outside the door, the patrolman was still waiting for someone to open the door.

Before the "click" of the door lock sounded, he looked suspiciously at the garden in front of the door. There was a piece of grass in the grass that was obviously renovated, as if someone had dug a hole in the past two days and buried "something" in it, and then shoveled the soil to fill the hole again.

The door opened, and Mossen leaned out half of his body.

The patrolman quickly came back to his senses and explained politely:

"Sorry, we received a call saying that they couldn't contact Mr. Zhang Zhonglin."

He paused, his eyes lingering on Mossen's face, "Excuse me, who are you?"

Mossen, who seemed to be tired due to interrupted sleep, squinted his eyes: "...I am his brother."

"Oh, brother..." The patrolman pondered and repeated, "Then where is Mr. Zhang?"

"He..." Mossen squinted again, "He is sick and is now in the hospital."

"Is that so. Where is the hospital exactly?"

"It's nearby." Mossen turned his head casually and pointed in a direction with his eyes.

"Uh..." The patrolman looked in the direction, "Where is it nearby?"

"It's nearby." Mossen said.

The patrolman had a headache and his doubts deepened: "Excuse me, do you know the name of the hospital?"

Mossen tilted his head and thought for a while:

"...I don't remember."

The patrolman frowned slightly. "Sorry, can I go in and take a look?" he said.

This time Mossen nodded very readily and said "OK".

"Thank you, sorry for the trouble." The patrolman smiled in a friendly manner, walked in, and changed his shoes in the entrance.

Behind him, Mossen closed the door that had been opened.

The light was blocked by the security door, and the shadows engulfed the two figures from front and back, creating a thick and gloomy atmosphere under the bright daylight.

Next update: 9pm or 9:30pm on November 27