From this mirror mask, I saw my already iron-blue face, and I thought that there was nothing in this world that could make me so impatient, but I did not expect that this emotion would explode the next moment I learned that my father was alive in this world.

I wanted to find him so much, I wanted to ask him where he had died so all these years, and ask him if he knew how difficult it was for a family to have no pillars.

At this time, I had completely lost my mind, and there was only one thought in my mind, that is, to find my father, Fang Zongyang.

On the way to the center of the forest, I walked behind the demon, and during this time, he told me some legends about the center of the forest.

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the villagers went down the mountain again and established their own homes, but at that time, the village was completely bombed by devils, and hundreds of people died, so the villagers buried those corpses in the middle of the forest.

This may just be a consolation, after all, they escaped the bombardment of devils on this mountain, although the devils did not find it, but only a few * are enough for the villagers to eat a pot, so they hope that these villagers will not be harassed on the mountain.

Twenty-three years ago, when everyone had forgotten about them, a man had lived in this forest, and he was the one who raised the demon.

"Actually, to put it bluntly, the devil, but it's just a general term, we have a total of sixteen orphans, now all scattered all over the world, my adoptive father has no name, we all use that gentleman as a title to each other, we grew up in this forest, physical training, mind training, case simulation, etc., will not be less than when you were in the police academy, and the purpose of that gentleman is to hope that we can help those who were killed to get their own justice, of course, when you can't solve it, we even sometimes help the police solve the case, we are demons, but, demons are also good and badCompared to those murderers, the sixteen of us are much better. ”

I was slightly stunned, looked at this demon, and immediately asked, "Sixteen people, all of them are still distributed all over the world, and you are still an organization, and you are still proud of killing and killing?"

The latter shrugged his shoulders and asked me if there was anything wrong with me, and after that, he actually sorted out a lot of cases for me, saying that our police were incompetent and couldn't solve the case, or that they had killed someone and were only sentenced to a few years in prison, and for them, if they killed someone, they should pay for their lives.

I frowned slightly and asked, "So, you also have human lives on your hands, why don't you pay for your lives?"

He smiled and said that sooner or later they will also die, they live in this world, they are just surviving, God has given them this experience, and also given them the right to do the right for heaven, they live, have a purpose, have a purpose, it is much better than those who eat and wait for death.

Hearing this, I seem to have a sense of déjà vu on Liangshan, but no matter how I say it, what they are doing is not in line with the law and violates the law.

It didn't take long for the demon's steps to stop, and he and I walked over to a clearing, which was different from the others, the dirt in this clearing was blood-red, and there were even five or six skeletons placed in it.

The demon said that this was the place where the villagers buried their corpses, because the scene was too bloody, and all the corpses of those villagers were blown up, so it was like a cauldron stew, and all the corpses were directly thrown into a pit, and then covered with loose soil.

When the bodies were buried, there was still blood on their bodies, hundreds of people were buried together, and the blood stained the soil that covered them at that time, and what I saw before my eyes was the first scene after they were buried decades ago.

To be honest, I was blown away by the scene, hundreds of people were buried here, and it's hard to imagine what it was like when these bodies were buried.

Immediately afterward, the demon led me around the bloody mud field and came directly to the outside of an old mansion located a mile east of this clearing.

I stood outside this old mansion and took a closer look, the construction of this old mansion is a bit like those castles in Western Europe, but it is not as big as those castles, there are four floors in total, the area, about more than 300 square meters, the whole tone of the old mansion is dark gray, it seems, I feel very majestic.

"Are you sure you want to go in?" that gentleman, but he doesn't like outsiders to visit his house, even if you have my guarantee. The demon stood beside me, looked at me, and asked cautiously.

I nodded, saying that my father was most likely in there, and that I had no reason not to go in.

The latter was obviously stunned, frowned, and said suspiciously: "Fang Zongyang, have you ever been here?"

I nodded, and handed him the letter my dad had left for me, who took about a minute to read it.

Actually, it's hard for me to describe how he looked when he read my father's letter, it was hard to believe, or maybe a little shocked, but after reading the letter, he suggested that he go in first and come out when he found my father.

But I vetoed it to my face, which is my business, and besides, I don't need such a murderous person to help me find my father.

In desperation, he led me to slowly open the door of this ancient castle, and the furnishings inside the door were very quaint, almost all of them were made of mahogany.

The demon told me that no one knew where the gentleman came from or where he was going, and even when he was a child, they were passed on by the butler the training plan of the gentleman, and he seemed to have met the gentleman once since he was a child, and it was only when he sneaked into the castle.

"By the way, in case you wait for any accidents, don't wait until you die and don't know my name, my name is Shen Tufan, this is what I look like, you remember. ”

As he spoke, he slowly took off his mask, and a delicate face instantly appeared in front of me, his eyes were large, the bridge of his nose was high, and his skin was very fair, and on his head, someone had carved an A line with a knife, which looked a little out of place.

According to his words, sixteen of them had inscriptions engraved on their heads, so that they could remember their mission, and as for this A, it was the number between them, and it was also a reminder that they could not show themselves as they were.

Walking into this ancient castle, I felt like I had come to an ancient palace, the hall of this ancient castle was lined with rosewood chairs, and in the center of this hall was a stage full of candles, which Shen Tufan said was used to pay tribute to the souls of the dead in this bloody forest.

I nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and let him show me around every corner of the castle.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see something fun. As he spoke, Shen Tufan took my hand directly and went down into the basement of the ancient castle through a passage on the outside of the stairs.

The moment he opened the basement, I was shocked, this is a gallery, no, strictly speaking, every painting in it is extremely murderous.

There are pictures of little girls stabbing their mothers to death with knives, and there are pictures of teenage girls standing next to two shirtless men, standing in front of an old lady who has been tied up with flowers, and several are even more horrific.

And below these paintings, there are some palm-sized photos, and most of the content on the photos is the death of the murderer in these photos.

"These oil paintings, but they are all the proud works of that gentleman, every time we finish a case, we take a photo of the murderer when we are corrected, and count, by now, there should be ninety-nine. Shen Tufan smiled confidently at me, and then pointed to a photo of a man behind him who was dismembering his wife's body, saying that this was also his proudest work.

In my horror, I wondered if there was really something wrong with that gentleman and his sixteen men.

"What are you doing? A, who is this? Who allowed you to bring a stranger in?"

Suddenly, an eerie sound came from behind us, but there was no one at the door, and as I looked around, I only saw a pair of blood-red eyes by the closet.

Shen Tufan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he pulled me behind him, and then, looking into those eyes, he said slowly: "Steward Feng, this is my friend, and he said that he also wants to join us, I wonder if you can make it convenient to inform that gentleman?"

I can see that Shen Tufan was very respectful when he spoke to those eyes, and he even pulled me to bend over with him.

The latter's eyes rolled over me, and then the door of the cupboard slowly opened, revealing a face as white as a dead man.

It was an old man, the flesh and skin on his face began to droop down, layer after layer, and his eyes were still bloodshot, and what was even more strange was that this old man, who was called the wind steward by Shen Tufan, actually ...... I was still wearing a shroud, which made my hairs stand on the spot.

"A, you should understand the rules of the castle, no one is allowed to enter this castle without training, let alone that gentleman, even I can't pass this level, young man, if you want to live, I advise you to leave here as soon as possible. The steward spoke sharply, and after seeing me, he immediately turned around and walked out of the room.

"Hey, Wind Steward, can't you be accommodating? His thinking logic, observation ability, and execution ability are all first-class in China. Shen Tufan hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the sleeve of the wind steward and said.

The latter looked back at me contemptuously and said, "What are you capable of?"

The corners of my mouth rose, and I took a step forward, and bowed to the wind steward, and then I said slowly: "I think, the wind steward should have some terminal illness, right?"

At this time, Shen Tufan immediately hit me: "What are you talking about? Steward Feng watched me grow up, how could I have a terminal illness." ”

"Go on. The wind steward looked at me and said thoughtfully.

I smiled and whispered, " My nose has been more sensitive since I was a child, just when I came in, I smelled a smell of Chinese medicine, let me think, this Chinese medicine probably has Banxia, Poria cocos, Atractylodes, Jie Shan Xiao, Mu Xiang, Tangerine Peel, Half Branch Lotus, Red Domestic Market, Cinnamon Branch, White Attached Tablets, Astragalus and other twenty flavors of Chinese medicine, and these Chinese medicines, in the medical field, are now some home remedies for stomach cancer, plus when you come out of this cabinet, you have a taste of Chinese medicine, this Chinese medicine has been integrated into your bone marrow, and the elderly have a habit of preparing shrouds for themselves in advance, when they are about to die, they will always wear them in advance, just like you, Your lymph nodes are swollen, your body is so morbid and emaciated, your eyes are bloodshot, red, and slightly swollen, these are all manifestations of stomach cancer, Feng Butler, to say something that doesn't matter, according to your current state, I believe that it should be an advanced stage of stomach cancer, so instead of taking Chinese medicine every day so painful, it is better to ......"

"Hahahaha, No. A, your friend, it's really amazing, indeed, I just found out last month, it's an advanced stage of stomach cancer, it's just that I haven't done a good job of what the gentleman explained, so I can't die so early, it's a pity, it's a pity that you came today, the gentleman has been out since the morning, and he hasn't come back until now, so let's do it, today you are now living in this castle for one night, tomorrow morning, I will take you to see that gentleman." ”

This housekeeper, when he said this, his eyes were always on me, and he didn't mean anything good.

But...... For the sake of my dad, I had no choice but to agree.

That night, Shen Tufan must live in my house, in fact, what he has in mind, I don't need to guess I understand, he helped me a lot before, and now, he doesn't want me to die here.

I sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Shen Tufan, who was sitting in front of the window and nibbling on an apple, and asked coldly: "Hey, why don't you want me to die? Wouldn't it be better if I died? There is one less dead note in this world, who is against you."