"Daddy!"

Han Qin ran over excitedly, but I saw that each of them had extremely solemn faces, and it stands to reason that they should be full of joy if they haven't seen us for so long.

After a simple hug between the father and daughter, she happily said to Sister Ding and the white man: "Sister Ding, Uncle Clare, you are here too!" Then she looked at the handsome guy with long legs: "...... this?" ”

"Hello Miss Hanqin, I'm Kazejiro Kanzaki, and my family teacher is Izumi Kashiwagi." The handsome guy said in slightly rusty Chinese.

"It turned out to be Kashiwagi Quan's apprentice!" I stepped forward and offered to hold out my hand, "Fortunately! My name is Shi Fan, my father Shi Zhen! ”

His gaze immediately shifted from Han Qin to me, and he shook my hand with a smile: "I have long admired Mr. Shi Fan's name, and I am honored to meet you!" ”

But after Uncle Han and Sister Ding next to me heard my introduction, their expressions sank obviously, and Uncle Han also coldly urged: "Let's go, get in the car and talk." ”

After Uncle Han gave a tip to Andre, he asked me and Hanqin to share a car with them, Brother Feng and the others followed us, and the puppeteers took matters into their own hands.

The silence along the way seemed to make Han Qin sense that the atmosphere was wrong, so he asked timidly, "Is something wrong......?" ”

"Shi Fan." Uncle Han paused and said, "Originally, I wanted to go directly to Stonehenge, but there is a place where I think it is necessary to take you there first." ”

"Where?" I blurted out.

"You'll know when you go......"

"Oh."

Han Qin and I looked at each other in confusion, always feeling that Uncle Han had something to hide from us, and Sister Ding hadn't said a word so far, and her mood didn't seem to be very good, could it be that the last time I met her alone, she had an opinion about me? I couldn't help but think about it.

The car passed through the center of London, Tower Bridge and Big Ben flashed before our eyes, and gradually, we entered a path of lush greenery on both sides, in addition to the greenery, there were also some ancient stone carvings that staggered back and forth, through which the slopes in the distance were full of large and small stone monuments and crosses.

"Is this a cemetery?" I asked curiously, "What are you doing here?" ”

Because I think it is really uncomfortable to come to this kind of place at night, and there are many rumors that London is very yin, and there are often supernatural phenomena, so not that we are here now, not the same as knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and preferring to the tiger mountains?

Uncle Han didn't answer my question, which also made me feel a little weird, could it be that the two people in front of me were not Uncle Han and Sister Ding, but monsters or demons pretending to be monsters?

Han Qin may also feel some heart palpitations, and has been holding my hand tightly, after all, she is still a girl, no matter how high her skills are, in the face of frightening things, she will still involuntarily look for support.

The car stopped in front of the iron gate of a private cemetery, and after we got out of the car, Uncle Han personally pushed the iron gate open, making a piercing creak.

The conditions of the private cemetery are much better than the outside, there is street lamp lighting inside, and there is a small wooden house in the innermost part, which is the residence of the grave keeper, and the tombstone in front of the door is also clean, and the ground is covered with a layer of green turf.

At this time, a person walked out of the wooden house, hunched over, and his appearance was extremely ugly, and when he saw Uncle Han, he smiled and said, "It turned out to be you, I thought it was those little rabbits who came to steal apples again." He pointed to an apple tree not far away, covered with red apples.

"I'm sorry to come and disturb me so late." Uncle Han forced out a smile.

"It's okay, I haven't slept anyway, so please do it yourself."

After the grave keeper finished speaking, he returned to his cabin.

"What are we doing here?" Brother Feng asked softly in my ear.

"I don't know." I gave him a blank look.

Under the leadership of Uncle Han, everyone came to stand in front of the tombstone under the apple tree, and I curiously leaned up to see whose tomb it was.

The black and smooth tombstone is engraved with several large paragraphs of English, which is an epitaph, although the meaning is not incomprehensible, but the names mentioned in it can still be identified, especially the names of Chinese, to put it bluntly, pinyin.

Among them, "Zhen· Shi" and "Lin· Duanmu" caught my attention, and a bad premonition flooded my brain.

"Uncle Han......" I stared at the words on it, "can you ...... Tell me, this is ...... Whose ......"

"That's right, it's your parents' grave." Uncle Han replied expressionlessly.

"Are you kidding me?" I sneered, "You're trying to tell me that they're dead?" But how is this possible? My dad is the leader of the organization, and my mom is also the former president...... No, no, no, you must be mistaken, no......"

"Listen to Shi Fan, whether you can accept it or not, but this is the truth, I hope you can face it calmly." Uncle Han patted me on the back and looked at me earnestly.

I opened his hand and said hysterically, "Face the fart!" They weren't dead at all! ”

With that, I strode out of the cemetery, and no matter what the people behind me called me, I turned a deaf ear.

At this moment, my mind was in a mess, constantly recalling every description of my parents in the book, and trying to think of every day I spent with them, but I couldn't remember the latter, but that inexplicable grief made me shed the first tears in my memory......

I'm crying? Why am I crying? The impression of my parents is only in the description of the book, and I don't even know their appearance, and if I have seen them, it is only in my consciousness when he was killed on the battlefield of Cassio.

But somehow, this grief now is so heartfelt, all this came too suddenly, there must be something wrong, and the luck in my heart is still comforting myself at the moment......

I sat down beside the car in amazement, looking at the stars in the night sky with a blank expression, when a meteor passed by.

I don't know how long later, a gentle voice sounded in my ears, it was Han Qin: "Uncle and Aunt Shi, they sacrificed their ...... to protect the entire organization."

"Is it more important to organize organizations all day long than human lives!?"

"Maybe for them, as long as the Illusory World Company is not eliminated for a day, more lives will be lost because of it."

Then she told me about the current situation in Italy, and that Europe would be in chaos, just like Asia is now.

"Huh." I sneered, and after standing up, I looked at her, "The blazing flames have already destroyed me, and I can't use my strength, do you want me to use my damn fists and feet to fight those guys?" ”

"Don't you understand what you've gained along the way!?" She looked at me solemnly.