Chapter 565: Smile
"Before Huang Yuanwei died, I went to see him."
The young man smiled: "I put on makeup for myself, wrapped it tightly, and disguised myself as a bloated middle-aged man who came to see a doctor.
Usually naturally crossed the narrow corridor, and passed by the doctors and nurses who ran in small steps.
By the moment of passing by the door of the ward,
Without squinting, he glanced into the crack in the door out of the corner of his eye.
I watched him lie on the hospital bed, his throat tense and his eyelids drooping,
Obviously conscious, but trapped in a paralyzed body,
He desperately tried to shake his fingers and explain his condition to the doctors and nurses.
I thought I was going to be nervous, I was going to tremble,
But I didn't expect that I looked at the dying Huang Yuanwei, and there was no wave in my heart,
It's like looking at the last crumbling domino without any sense of accomplishment that has been planned, or the joy of revenge.
Just like I usually design and build Goldberg machines,
After completing the cold logical calculations, the results obtained are as expected, and there will be no surprises. β
The boy thought about it carefully and added, "For me, revenge is not the ultimate goal,
Its main function is to make me a little happier, a little lighter - when I think of you unforgivable scum, you can walk in the sun with dignity, hide in the crowd, and enjoy your own good life.
I just felt a little uncomfortable.
I don't want to see you live your life in peace and die without a disease,
I don't want to hide in the dark and be incompetent and angry, curse silently, curse you for evil and evil retribution, and pray for the heavenly gods and Buddhas to send down heavenly punishment.
The bad guys are unscrupulous, and they just need the good guys to do nothing.
Therefore, I spent a lot of time and energy to learn knowledge, exercise myself, master skills, and do it myself, to make my thoughts come to fruition. β
The old woman's old and ugly face became even more ugly because of excessive fear,
Her teeth chattered, "You... You can't do this
Zhang Dehua, Tong Yongguang, Ren Fa, and Zhao Haining escaped sanctions, they have not been in prison, and they deserve it!
I'm different, I've been in prison for ten years and I've paid for my sins..."
"I'm sorry, that's what you think."
The boy shook his head indifferently, "Most ordinary people in this world are normal and kind,
But there are always a handful of outliers,
They have no basic compassion for the suffering of others.
They create pain, they enjoy suffering, they can destroy humanity for the sake of profit, they do all kinds of evil.
Their presence is synonymous with 'sin' itself,
The tears they shed in the court were not tears of repentance, but simply the fear of death and the remorse for being caught.
Punishment and prison do not make them repent,
Every day and night, trapped in their cells, they looked up at the ceiling of their room, and what flashed before their eyes was not repentance and atonement.
It's the crying face of the victim I saw when I was a criminal-
They read this moment in their memories over and over again, enjoying the moment when they took the power of killing someone else's life.
And I am sincerely grateful for the law and human rights.
Thanks to human rights, they can continue to live in this world like cancer. β
The young man said calmly: "You are this kind of person.
For the others I can do whatever I want, but for you, I have to make a good enough ending.
I waited for a year after you were released from prison, calmly spying on your life,
I hope you live well, preferably happily,
Only in this way can I make you feel the same pain of happiness being wantonly destroyed when I finish you.
I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky, you've not been happy in the past year.
But now that the year is up, I don't really want to wait any longerβI'll be heartbroken if you die early one day.
The sorrow in the world is nothing more than the son who wants to raise but does not wait. β
Maybe it was from the young man's cold statement that he felt the calm killing intent,
The old woman burst into tears and said in a wailing voice: "Xiaoqiang, just let me go, it's not me who threw you into the river, it's not me..."
"Mom, why did you forget,"
The young man smiled, "I'm not Xiaoqiang." β
"What..."
The old woman's brain paused for a moment, she stared at the young man's face for a moment, and then reacted,
The desperate expression on his face was instantly replaced by resentment, "It's you!" I raised you for four years! Raised you like a son for four years! That's how you treat me! β
"Hehe, at this time, don't play any pro-son drama,"
The boy shook his head and said, "My parents sold me to you when I was three years old for money,
In the four years that you have taken me, you have simply not found a good buyer, after all, I am smart and can play fool.
Not... Actually, I'm not so precocious,
If it continues to be with you at that time,
I may have to spend another year or two figuring out my condition before I try to kill you.
It's a pity, you and Uncle Hou were hunted down and threw Xiaoqiang, who kept crying, into the river.
He went down the river, and kept fluttering in the river,
Sometimes the head floats up, sometimes sinks, like a scoop. β
The young man's face showed an expression of serious reminiscence, "Xiaoqiang is my best friend,
I bit you on the hand, broke free, and jumped into the river together.
You thought we were dead, but we didn't,
Contrary
I rescued Xiaoqiang from the river and dragged him ashore, afraid that you would chase him, and ran to the mountain,
As a result, I got lost.
When I was hungry and desperate, I met a little girl who went to the mountain to play with her family.
From her, I asked for a packet of cookies.
I'll never forget the smell of that packet of cookiesβthough she forgot to have it. β
The young man sighed with mixed feelings, "Originally, there should be Xiaoqiang standing here today,
But he was not in good health, he was seriously ill and died in an orphanage - sometimes I often hate myself for not working hard enough to become a doctor sooner.
In short, it should be said that it is fate,
You were released from prison for a year, which happened to be the day of his death. β
The boy stood there with a smile,
Behind him, plant tentacles slowly poured out, dancing wildly like snake hair, casting lush shadows in the sun.
Little by little, it stretched towards the old woman.
"Killing!! Help me!!! β
The old woman screamed in horror, but the riverside was empty, except for the chilly morning breeze and the sound of the flowing stream.
She turned, twisted her bloated body, and fled with a suffrage.
Before she could run a few steps, she was strangled by a vine that threw her, and she was dragged down with a "bang".
Let her tears flow, her fingers scraped across the grass, her nails were lifted, and she was drenched in blood.
I can't stop myself from being slowly dragged to the rear...
At last, the boy was the only one left on the riverside, and he closed his eyes, smiled, and took a deep breath, inhaling the fresh suburban air into his lungs, and then slowly exhaling it.
The sun was still lazily shining on the ground, as if it had not witnessed the scene just now.
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"Divination for traffickers?"
In the restaurant, Bai Hao, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and had a feminine and handsome appearance, pushed away the dinner plate that was obviously leftovers, but the leftover food was extremely exquisite.
Looking at Wei Linglan and Chu Yin sitting at the dining table, he sighed helplessly.
He picked up the wet towel next to the dinner plate and wiped his slender straight fingers like a pianist seriously.
Leaning back again, he gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his middle finger, "I said, I'm also a top intelligence analyst.
Even if you don't respect my major, you have to respect my hourly rate.
Don't want any kittens and puppies to come to me if they get lost. β
"There's no way, Xiaozhu is still in quarantine, so he has to come to you."
Chu Yin folded his hands, tilted his head, and winked at Bai Haozheng very maliciously, and the light was in bulinbulin.
She used a skill called [Electric Eye Force], so she literally put light on it.
β...β
Bai Haozheng shook his head helplessly, reached out and picked up Qi Lianxiang's photo from the table, closed his eyes and meditated for a few seconds,
He opened his eyes suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "The person in the photo is no longer in this world." β
"Not in this world?"
Wei Linglan subconsciously stood up, "What do you mean?" He's dead? β
"It's hard to say."
Bai Hao was putting down the photo, his brows furrowed, "I can't tell her past, present and future, her life seems to have been forcibly erased by someone halfway."
Or, she's been caught up in some kind of highly mysterious anomalous event,
Either that, or a god who spent a lot of divine power and interfered with her trajectory. β
He looked at Wei Linglan and Chu Yin solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "What are you involved in?" β
Wei Linglan instantly thought of what Wang Fengnian said yesterday that Qi Lianxiang lived in a tent, and she didn't have time to explain, so she picked up her mobile phone and made a call.
A few minutes later, several black limousines drove out of the Secret Service stronghold and rushed down the street.
bang
The doors open,
Wei Linglan's shoes trampled on the masonry pavement.
The sun casts her shadow in the alley,
Ignoring the whispers of the crowd of onlookers next to the black car,
She walked forward slowly.
The breeze blew and lifted a corner of the tent,
Inside, there was nothing.
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"What about teammates? What about teammates? Save it?! β
Miss Chai, who was lying on the sofa and rubbing her mobile phone, was constantly wailing, eager to get into the game, pinching her teammates' necks and greeting them cordially.
Click,
The door was pushed open, and Leon, who was in sportswear, walked in, closed the door smoothly, and silently poured himself a glass of milk.
"Coming back from your morning run?"
Miss Chai raised her head and looked at Li Ang, who was leaning on the table and drinking milk, faintly puzzled.
I always feel that something seems to have changed in Leon...
"What's wrong?"
Leon turned his head, put down his glass, and smiled, "Look at what I'm doing." β
"Nothing..."
Miss Chai tilted her head and shrugged her shoulders indifferently, "I think your smile seems to be a lot easier." β