At more than two o'clock in the morning, Zhao Yan finally arrived in Nanjing, and the car was parked at the door of the company, attracting the attention of several police officers who blocked the scene. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xi Jian, who stayed at the scene, walked over with a cigarette in his hand and a frown.

The car door opened, and Zhao Yan stepped out of the car with a calm face.

"Come, stop! Ahead is the blockade site! No one can approach it! ”

The police officer who came over stretched out his hand to stop in front of Zhao Yan, Zhao Yan looked at him coldly, Xi Jian walked close at the right time and said to the policeman: "This is the boss of our company!" ”

The police officer glanced at Xi Jian with some surprise, looked Zhao Yan up and down again, hesitated, and put his hand aside.

Zhao Yan walked to the door of the company that was burned black and in a mess, looked at the tragic situation of a few wisps of black smoke rising inside, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Xi Jian stood silently beside him, equally silent.

"Where's Fan Long?"

Zhao Yan asked. On the way to Nanjing, his mood had stabilized, and his voice was low and expressionless at the moment.

Xi Jian: "It's sent to the morgue of Dexian Hospital, and everyone else is basically over there!" ”

"Dexian Hospital ......"

This name Zhao Yan is not unfamiliar, he has been sent to this hospital before, so he knows the location of this hospital, and he didn't say anything more, Zhao Yan turned around and left, walked back to the car, pulled the car door and sat in the cab, the door of the passenger seat was also opened, Xi Jian threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and sat in the passenger seat.

"Wang Qin asked me to stay here and wait for you! I originally wanted to call to tell you where Fan Long is now, but your mobile phone can't get through somehow! ”

This is Xi Jian's explanation.

Zhao Yan didn't speak, started the car and turned around, and drove to Dexian Hospital in the city.

……

At almost three o'clock in the morning, Lei Yi stopped in the parking lot of Dexian Hospital, the silent Zhao Yan and the equally silent Xi Jian hurriedly walked into the hospital building, met a security guard at the door, asked where the morgue was, passed through the hospital lobby, passed a long corridor, and took the elevator to the second basement floor at an elevator entrance.

This floor is the morgue of Dexian Hospital.

As soon as you step out of the elevator, you will be greeted by the white lights, the strange smell in the air, and the sound of footsteps clearly echoing in the corridor as you walk.

On the benches in the corridor sat several people - Wang Qin, Tan Jun, Zheng Houwen, Zhu Kun, Su Junyu, Xu Shun, as well as Zheng Xiaohua and Yu Xiaona.

Tan Jun, Zheng Houwen, Zhu Kun and Xu Shun closed their eyes and leaned on the bench to nap, Wang Qin put her hands on her knees, her hands covered her face, and Su Junyu and Yu Xiaona comforted Zheng Xiaohua in a low voice.

The footsteps first attracted Yu Xiaona's attention, turned her head to look, and saw Zhao Yan and Xi Jian, Yu Xiaona shouted softly: "Mr. Zhao is here!" ”

Su Junyu and Wang Qin then looked over, and then Zheng Xiaohua, Zhao Yan saw Zheng Xiaohua's red and swollen eyes, and his face was pale.

Zhao Yan walked in front of Zheng Xiaohua with a calm face, and Tan Jun and the others also woke up under the reminder of Su Junyu and Yu Xiaona, and stood up in front of Zhao Yan one by one.

"Mr. Zhao!"

"Mr. Zhao, you're here!"

"Mr. Zhao! Firm...... It's all gone. ”

……

In a lost greeting, Zheng Xiaohua staggered to her feet under the support of Yu Xiaona, and said to Zhao Yan with red eyes: "Zhao Yan! Fan, Fan Long, he ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, her tears welled up again.

"Where's Fan Long?"

Zhao Yan asked Su Junyu in a deep voice.

"Inside!"

Su Junyu glanced at Zhao Yan, and immediately lowered his head, although Zhao Yan's expression was calm at this moment, his calm eyes made Su Junyu dare not look directly, he had never seen this kind of gaze in Zhao Yan, obviously very calm, but it felt terrible.

"Lead the way!"

Zhao Yan walked forward first, and there were three red words on the door in front of him - morgue.

The moment he saw these three words, a chill spread from Zhao Yan's heart, making him feel cold all over his body, these three words meant that all the people lying inside were dead.

And Fan Long is lying in it now.

……

When the staff in the morgue uncovered the white cloth on Fan Long's face and saw Zhao Yan's miserable white face, Zhao Yan closed his eyes deeply, and two lines of tears flowed down from his eyes silently.

Wang Qin and the others were all silent standing behind him, they all knew that Fan Long was Zhao Yan's high school classmate, a good brother, only Zheng Xiaohua's sobs were still ringing.

"Mr. Zhao! Zhao Yan! Ah, before Aaron dies, let me tell you...... 1. Be sure to report to him...... Revenge ......"

Zheng Xiaohua's words of silence made Zhao Yan, who had his eyes closed, raise his face, but tears still spread on his face.

Without responding to Zheng Xiaohua, Zhao Yan opened his eyes silently, took two steps forward with heavy steps, walked to Fan Long's approach, looked at Fan Long's wide eyes, and then did not have the slightest brilliance, the corners of Zhao Yan's eyes twitched unnaturally, his lips continued to tremble, and his rough right hand trembled and stretched forward, reaching out to Fan Long's face, covering Fan Long's wide eyes, and slowly wiping it down.

"Aaron! I ......"

Zhao Yan's heart-wrenching voice was just about to say something, but suddenly stopped, and the right hand that covered Fan Long's face and slowly wiped it down also stopped there, and something strange happened!

At this moment, scenes like going back in time appeared in Zhao Yan's mind, from Fan Long being sent to this morgue, the scenes continued to retrace forward like a movie rewind, and the picture soon fell back to the location of the sword qi company where the fire was raging, the ambulance appeared, the police car appeared, Wang Qin, Xi Jian and others hurried over, the crowd of onlookers nearby went from more to less, and in the last few pictures, the police car, ambulance, and the crowd of onlookers all disappeared, and even the raging fire in the company disappeared.

The company's roller shutter opened, the glass door closed, and Fan Long was kicked in the crotch by a tall and fierce man in sauce-colored clothing, and then the picture changed to Fan Long being smashed off his right leg by the murderer's elbow......

The scenes of reversal were clearly presented in Zhao Yan's mind.

In these pictures, Zhao Yan clearly saw every scene of Fan Long being beaten to death, as if he had experienced it himself.

When all the pictures ended in Zhao Yan's mind, Zhao Yan's body shook and almost fell to the ground, Wang Qin quickly reached out to help him, and he regained his footing.

"Mr. Zhao! Condolences! ”

Wang Qin whispered comfort.

"Fan Long ......"

Zhao Yan weakly withdrew his right hand, Fan Long's eyes had been closed by him, but at this moment, the hatred in Zhao Yan's heart was even stronger, he had just witnessed the whole process of Fan Long being killed.

The vision that appeared in his mind just now, Zhao Yan didn't delve into how it appeared, it was nothing more than the time lurking in his body flashback to the moment just now, and it was inadvertently triggered.

If this magical ability suddenly appeared at another time, Zhao Yan must be very interested in studying it carefully, trying to turn it into a special ability that he can start and end at any time, but now, he is not in that mood! (To be continued.) )