Ziwu took out the key stored in the wallet compartment from his pocket, and used the key to open the lock of the door, and a noisy sound of the door shaft turning appeared in Ziwu's ears, although this sound was unfamiliar, but Ziwu felt a unique warmth.

Everything from home, it seems that everything is so beautiful, at least he will not make Ziwu feel pain and suffering, but when Ziwu walked into the room in front of him, he was stimulated by the picture in front of him and couldn't accept it, because he saw that the room in front of him was so neat.

Ziwu seemed to be a little unbelievable and touched it lightly on the table next to him, but he didn't find a trace of dust, as if this room would be cleaned every day, and the first person who appeared in Ziwu's mind at this moment was Ziwu's father.

Ziwu's father has always been a person who likes to be tidy, and it would be fitting to say that it can keep the room spotless, so it can be seen that the reality that his father has been living in this world seems to be real, which not only makes Ziwu tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Hey, I didn't expect that the family and people who had been separated for many years appeared in my life at this moment, I was really a little difficult to accept, could it be that I had to bear this painful feeling to be willing to let me go? Apostle of the Night, hehe, what a ridiculous topic. ”

Ziwu seemed to be a little helpless at the moment, and then turned around and walked to the position of the sofa, and sat down slowly, his eyes fixed on the TV in front of him, which was his favorite way of life before, sitting on the sofa and watching TV programs on TV.

But now Ziwu doesn't have any mind to think about those useless things at all, at this moment Ziwu wants to recall the smiling faces of his parents, even if the Night Apostle is his father, then Ziwu will definitely not let his father's shadow stay in his mind.

"My father always liked to keep a diary, so I guess he would keep a diary of everything he experienced during this time, right? I'll look for it, maybe there will be. After muttering to himself, Ziwu slowly stood up and walked towards the room where his father lived.

When the room was opened, a photo of the parents of Ziwu appeared in front of him, and each of them had a happy smile on their faces, which made him feel extremely excited, this picture Ziwu hadn't seen in five or six years.

"The time I spent with my parents was really happy, and if I could be given a chance to do it all over again, I would like to go back to that happy time and never grow up, but that's just a luxury, because there will be no time remodeling." Ziwu laughed at himself.

Ziwu walked to the photo not far away, took it off, and stroked the cheapness of Ziwu's parents in the photo with his slightly rough palm, as if he was using this to bring some unique emotions between them, Ziwu wanted to feel the emotions in their hearts.

"Photographs are cold objects after all, no matter how warm the preserved pictures are, they can't become substantial flesh, hey, father, mother, son misses you, but you can never return to your son." Ziwu seemed to sigh helplessly.

Hanging the photo back on the wall, Ziwu nodded slightly, and then walked close to a desk not far away, there is a built-in lock in the lower drawer of this desk, and now this lock is closed, if you want to open it without a key, you can only smash it.

But for Ziwu, if his father's hiding place, he naturally knew very well, so that at this moment, Ziwu walked to the side of a floor tile not far away, and tapped it lightly with his fist, and a sense of emptiness appeared.

Ziwu knew that there must be a hidden compartment under this floor tile, and opened the floor tile with the help of a tool, and then a small wooden box appeared in front of Ziwu, and the key that could open the drawer was quietly placed in this box.

Taking out the key, Ziwu returned to the desk, opened the drawer, and found that there was a pistol and a notebook with a black cover in this drawer.

These four words seem to encapsulate everything that Ziwu's father has experienced, and Ziwu even how painful his father is in this life, not to mention a normal life, even if he sleeps smoothly, he needs to put a pistol under his pillow to defend himself.

When a person reaches the level of Ziwu's father, he will inevitably cause some unnecessary incidents, and these people even pay the price of their lives in order to kill Ziwu's father.

However, Ziwu's father didn't complain, just quietly guarded his family, as long as Ziwu's father still had a breath, he would never let those evil forces hurt his family, this is the great father that Ziwu has always admired before.

But he really had some difficulty accepting that his father had become such a heinous murderer, the image of the Apostle of the Night, could it be that this image was the real face of his father? Ziwu didn't believe that his father didn't have this tendency in the past ten years.

But what is the change in his father expressing? Could it be that his father was forced to do this because he was helpless? That's right, Ziwu knows his father's personality very well, if his father has to kill someone, then he must be forced to be helpless, but what is the force?

What is it that forces a person who is supposed to be kind to become a ruthless murderer? Who is it that can persecute his father? This question has been deeply stimulating Ziwu, and he wants to repay his father's innocence as much as possible.

Even though his father is dead, Ziwu still has to do his best to maintain his father's reputation, because this is what Ziwu's father is committed to pursuing, but what exactly catalyzes Ziwu's father to become a murderer? Could it be the organization that killed people without blinking?

Impossible, Ziwu and his father have already worked together to send the head of that organization to the execution ground, no matter who can resurrect that organization, in this case, such an abandoned organization will definitely not be able to set off any waves.