Wang Xuebin looked at himself in the mirror tiredly, his scumbag beard, his eyes that couldn't wake up every day, his heavy eye bags fell under his eyes like wilted plants, his skin was dry like turf in the desert, and his hair was oily with dandruff.

Every inch of his face was a bitter complaint of pain and anxiety.

Outside the window, thunder was roaring, a typhoon warning was playing on the TV, he was in a high-rise building, looking out the window, he could only see the rain washing on the window like a waterfall, and the lightning in the distance was close in front of him, making his eyes almost snow blind every time.

He stepped away from the window and walked over to his desk to drink his glass.

Wang Xuebin fell on the single sofa exhausted, and he let the sofa drive his body to turn.

He didn't know what he was thinking.

How long has it been? Four months? Five months?

What time is it?

It's like spring all year round, so it's probably winter. This city is not like the interior, there is no snow, there is no sudden drop in temperature, there is no temperature change in the four seasons here, except for short sleeves are long sleeves, there are no cotton jackets, warm clothes and other clothing.

Wang Xuebin thought wildly, he looked at the office, because he hadn't gone out for a long time, and he was almost isolated from the world, every time Zuo Wei put food and wine together in the designated place at the door, and then cleared the empty lunch boxes and wine bottles.

Even so, Zuo Wei sometimes couldn't help but hold his breath, Wang Xuebin didn't say it, he also knew that in his office, whoever he let eat and drink here for four or five months would also have a smell.

He naturally knew that after all, Zuo Wei could only enter once a day, and he himself realized that if Shen Feng and Heiying did not complete the task, he would most likely stay in this office for the rest of his life.

He woke up countless times at night, suffered from insomnia countless times, and even went crazy, and he even thought about simply finding Bao Zheng and dying with him.

At the beginning, as soon as he had such crazy thoughts, Zhao Yinan would contact him at the right time and persuade him to dispel his thoughts.

Every time he asked about the situation, Zhao Yinan replied to him quickly.

Until recently, he knew that Shen Feng and the Black Shadow were going to City C, and he immediately ordered to dispatch the original team of City C to assist.

At the beginning, every action of Shen Feng and the black shadow brought him hope, and the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

He has experienced torture again and again, and he finally paralyzed his spirit, every day is like a walking corpse, and even this time he dispatched the third child and others back to C City to assist him without any waves.

He was now slumped in his chair, lying on his back with his feet on the desk.

How is Shi Dade doing?

This young man who was called the trump card by Zhao Yinan, he has always been skeptical, Liu Moqing is very optimistic about this young man, and even Zhao Yinan, a prophet from Chongxu, said that this child is his trump card.

But somehow, when he saw this child, he always thought of his own child.

His own children should be the same age as him, right?

For some reason, Wang Xuebin suddenly remembered his already broken family, his wife ran away with someone, and even the children were cut off from him, and all the cause and effect came from that murder.

The murder of the Void Man.

He couldn't help but smile sarcastically, why he was so fascinated in the first place, perhaps, this was also due to his fate, after all, his family had long since become unrecognizable because of the nature of his work, and that murder was just the last straw that broke the camel's back.

At the beginning, I was fascinated by it, but I was just looking for something for myself, and I didn't want to think about those who came home to quarrel and drop things, and finally couldn't bear to leave the door.

Flee.

He fled from a place that could no longer be called home, and he still has no regrets.

Divorce, for him, is the best choice. A home that can't be an emotional refuge, a family life that is not understood, a home that seems beautiful but has long been divided by all kinds of trivial matters.

Leaving is the best option.

Maybe it's because of this, when he sees Shi Dade, he always feels that something is wrong, he doesn't like that young man, but he still has an attitude that he can't let go of when he leaves.

"Jingle bell!"

He was so frightened by the sudden ringing of the bell that he sat up from the single sofa, the sofa slid backwards and caused him to almost fall to his knees, he grabbed the edge of the desk, his fingers grabbed hard to cancel out the gravity of the body leaning forward, he exhaled, propped himself up, and looked at the mobile phone on the table.

"Hello?" He sat on the ground clutching his phone.

"Head... Chief..."The voice came out staccatoly.

"San'er?"

"Boss... This guy you provoked... It's a monster..."

"What?"

"Miao... Miao Jinqing, he... He's a monster! The third child was out of breath.

Wang Xuebin could hear that the third child should be on a busy street, because someone could always be heard scolding loudly, as well as the sound of traffic, and the sound of rain.

City C was also hit by the typhoon.

"Find a quiet place and talk slowly." Wang Xuebin was surprisingly calm, he knew that the third child must have been attacked by Miao Jinqing.

"Boss... Xiao Meng... Xiao Meng, he is dead. ”

"San'er..."

"Boss, this may be the last time I help you, that guy is a monster, anyone can become him at will, whether it is a man, a woman, or an old man, I don't dare to stop, and I don't dare to find the quiet place you said... I... I can only go to crowded places now, I don't dare to go into the mall, I'm afraid... Chief... Help me... Save..."

"San'er... San'er?? ”

Wang Xuebin yelled into the microphone, as if he did this, and San'er responded to him.

"Wang Xuebin..."A familiar voice came out of the earpiece, "It turns out that you have always been helping in secret." ”

"Miao Jinqing." Wang Xuebin's voice was cold, "What happened to San'er?" ”

"What else? This subordinate of yours once betrayed you, it turned out to be a fake, he has been secretly helping you, you played a good hand. ”

"What the fuck did you do to San'er!" Wang Xuebin roared angrily.

"I killed him, this kid is very clever and knows how to drill into crowded places."

"Where are you now?" Wang Xuebin calmed down.

"What? Want to come to me? Miao Jinqing sneered, "Don't worry, I'm in City C, if you don't come to me, I will also look for you." ”

"Ahh That's right. Miao Jinqing's voice came out again, "Since you have already sent someone to get it on my head, cough cough... Miscellaneous... What the... Circumstance?! ”

Before Wang Xuebin could react, he only heard a woman's scream on the other end of the phone, and the sound of something falling to the ground, and then he heard a woman shouting for help, followed by the sound of high heels moving away, and the rest was the sound of rain falling on the microphone.

He listened for a long time, and it was still the same, and he hung up the phone unwillingly.

As soon as he hung up the phone, the phone rang again, and he immediately picked it up.

"Miao Jinqing is dead."

It's the voice of a dark shadow.

Wang Xuebin let out a flat sigh, hung up the phone, looked around as if in a dream, he walked to the window and looked out of the window.

Still thundering, the rain kept washing the windows like a waterfall, he looked down, the trees planted by the roadside, the branches kept changing direction with the wind, he stretched out his fist and suddenly hit the window, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.