A thick fog unconsciously covered the night sky, the moonlight was even more hazy, and the street lamps in this old street were already in disrepair, and the whole street was even darker at the moment. Instead, the small room where the bank ATM was located was filled with white lights and was the brightest corner of the street.

"You don't think I only know how to draw stickmen who are simple and low-level in your eyes, do you?" asked Zheng Haohui, staring at Dante. "Actually...... I think your stickman comics are quite meaningful. Dante replied. "Oh?" this answer made Zheng Haohui stunned for a moment. Immediately, he added: "In short, don't look at what I paint, I know much more about painting than that." Although I haven't taken an art class, or a serious master, I've only taken some training classes that I can't tell if it's true or a lie, but I'm still very careful when I learn. "I believe that. "Please don't interrupt me, friend. "I'm sorry. "I studied watercolor, oil painting, and ink painting in the training class, but I didn't continue to paint. I thought I would never need them again in my life, but I didn't expect it, hahaha, hahahaha!

Zheng Haohui raised his right hand to his eyes and stared, but Ding noticed that his fingers seemed to be a little purple, and the faint color on his "bamboo skewers" was not stained, but seeped out from the inside out. "I'm a weak painter, I don't have a block, no muscles, no kung fu, I can't hold a kitchen knife, let alone a gun and explosives, even if I can really get it, I won't use it, it's just God's will to let me kill him with a pen!" Zheng Haohui's right hand clenched into a fist, "In the process of studying, I became familiar with various painting pigments, and understood their composition and properties. The next thing you need to know, then, is what kind of poison you mix with them so that you don't see or smell it. To be honest, I didn't learn chemistry very well, but thankfully, in this day and age, a lot of complex knowledge and information can be found online. Dante remembered that the information copied from the computer of his Emperor's Jiayuan Villa did not contain this information, and he couldn't help but want to ask, "Did you check it after you came back?" but didn't dare to interrupt him again.

"Of course, it's not enough to paint poisonous paints, and they're elegant people who don't know how to touch them with their hands, and they can't always sniff them with their noses. Although the poison can be volatilized, the daily dose is not very large, and it can be easily blown away as soon as it is ventilated. Well, even if the volatilized dose is enough to not be blown away, they will stand in front of the painting for hours every day, but it will take a slow process for the poison to take effect, so when will I see them go to hell!" Zheng Haohui's tone was like a child anxiously looking forward to his new toy," Thankfully, I found that higher temperatures can increase the evaporation of poisons, causing them to evaporate faster, thicker, and more violently, even though this makes their smell somewhat noticeable, and in an occasion full of fine wine and perfume, there is still a smell to help me hide it. I'm in my ...... I closed the door and tried it, and I almost sacrificed myself, but it succeeded, and the poison evaporated into poisonous gas! In this way, when it was time to hang pictures for them, I tried to choose a place closer to the air conditioner, and then went to the control room to warm up the central air conditioner for them......

Now Dante understood why the venue was so hot, and thinking that he had also inhaled the "poisonous gas" made by Zheng Haohui, he couldn't help but start worrying about what kind of sequelae there would be.

The van was quiet for about two minutes, Dante glanced at Zheng Haohui, who did not continue to speak, and asked in a low voice, "So now, for you, everything is over, right?" Zheng Haohui sighed and said: "When my mother died, I felt like I was an orphan, and today, I am truly an orphan." But the end is near, but there is one important thing missing. "About ...... Your wife's?" "Hmph, the demon has tried to get rid of me by some imperceptible means. He thought he was always in control of everything about me, hahaha, hahahaha!" He turned to look at the bank and said, "No, it has nothing to do with Xiaoyan, but directly related to my demon daddy." ”

He pulled his wallet out of his pocket and pulled out a bank card inside. Dante saw that the card belonged to the bank outside. "I hate him, but no matter how vicious and ruthless he is, one thing that cannot be changed is that he is my breadwinner. How sad, isn't it? Every month, he pays a large sum of money to this card to meet my expenses, just like the feed that is fed to me on time. I thought about losing all this money, but unfortunately I didn't have that much ability. From today, there will finally be no more money coming in. He held up the bank card and said with a smile, "Can you guess how much of the balance will be in a few years? Tell you, almost 300,000!" "US dollars?" "Hey, that's not true, it's RMB." The last problem I have to solve is what to do with the 300,000 in this card. ”

Dante was still surprised by the amount of money, but Zheng Haohui handed the card to him. "Originally, I didn't worry about this, but I didn't expect that it was providence for me to meet you today! You take the card away, thank you for your concern for me. Oh yes, you can give it to the center and let them use the money to help people in need. The password is ......" "Wait!" Dante interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

Of course, he himself is not greedy for this huge amount of money, and Xingtian has also told him the common sense of law enforcement, once the bodies of Longsheng Manor are found, this card will soon become the relevant evidence of the suspect Zheng Haohui, where does the rescue center still have the right to turn over the money in it to others? Suddenly, Dante actually thought of something along Zheng Haohui's train of thought, and asked: "Do you really want to use the 300,000 yuan to help others?" "Of course that's good!" "Then there are people who urgently need a rescue." "Who? What's wrong with him?" "I can't say it clearly, do you have your phone with you?" "Can you go online?" "Yes." Speaking of this, Dante realized something again and asked, "Do you have a signal on your mobile phone?" Zheng Haohui lit up his mobile phone and glanced at it, and said, "Yes." "I mean, just now, in the auditorium. "Yes...... bar. I was busy in the auditorium and didn't look at my phone. You called me then?" "No, nothing. You search for this ......."

There are some undeniable advantages of the digital information age, such as the fact that it used to be too difficult to pick up a copy of a newspaper from a month or two ago, but now, even the news from a few years ago can be browsed at any time with a mobile phone, including the electronic version of the newspaper. After reading the report that the father of the child with a congenital blood disease couldn't pretend to be a punching bag to earn medical bills, Zheng Haohui shed two lines of tears. He patted Dante on the shoulder and said gratefully, "Thank you, friend." You've helped me find a perfect place for this money. It's just that...... This money is my father's income, I'm afraid it won't come cleanly, will people be disgusted and not accept it in the future?" "Whether it's dirty money or clean money, I can't think of a more valuable use than to save a good man and his family at once." Zheng Haohui nodded. Dante advised him: "They have a crowdfunding account, you can bind this card to your mobile phone, and then use your mobile phone to transfer the money on it anonymously, so that it is easier to do so." "Great idea!" Zheng Haohui rubbed his hands excitedly.

This was probably the quickest and most agile thing that Dante had ever seen of Zheng Haohui - he immediately grabbed his mobile phone and made his fingers bounce around on the 4-inch screen as Dante said. With a few simple clicks, a huge sum of money changed hands in the blink of an eye. "Deserve it. Looking at the screen showing that the transaction of the money transferred to the crowdfunding account was successful, Dante took a deep breath and said, "I want to get out of the car and get some air." ”

Zheng Haohui also got out of the car. He saw Dante leaning against the car door, with a melancholy look on his face. "What's wrong? Still dizzy?" he asked. "Don't worry, I'm much better. Dante said calmly, "I think, procedurally speaking, I may be your accomplice suspect." ”

"No, it won't!" said Zheng Haohui resolutely after a moment of silence. Then, Dante heard the door open again. He didn't look back, still wondering if Zheng Haohui was comforting him. Suddenly, he felt a blow to the back of his neck, and it was pitch black in front of him......

When Dante awoke again, he first heard a loud noise pour into his ears, and then his eyelids felt a bright light. When he opened his eyes, he wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, but he found that his hands were firmly fixed behind his back, and he couldn't move at all. When he opened his eyes nervously, the oncoming light immediately shook his head violently.

It was the white light of a police searchlight, mixed with the flashing of red and blue lights. Dante was horrified to see three police cars across the road in front of him, about 20 meters away from him, and there were many policemen waiting around them. "What's going on?" he cried, but his voice changed to a "whine".

His mouth was covered with duct tape, and his hands and feet were also tied with duct tape. He sat on the ground unable to move, while Zheng Haohui crouched behind him, holding a screwdriver against his neck.

Seeing that he was awake, Zheng Haohui stood up with him, still blocking him in front like a shield. The screwdriver didn't look like it was just pretending, it was really sticking to his skin, and it seemed like it could be pierced with a little more force. Dante couldn't see Zheng Haohui's face, and he was stunned, only to feel that his legs were unsteady.

"Surrender immediately and release the hostages!" he didn't remember a moment later when he heard the police shout. The words landed, and Zheng Haohui's head flashed out from behind Dante. "I'm sorry, my friend. But you're safe. "Kidnapping" whispered in the ear of the "hostage". Dante quickly turned his head, and he saw a smile on Zheng Haohui's face.

"Goodbye!" Zheng Haohui shouted, raising the screwdriver high and making a gesture to plunge Dante's head. "No, uh-" Dante's cry sounded like a cry for help.

Bang!

(End of chapter)