Chinese The interrogation lasted until half past one in the morning, and Tie Ningxiang sent me out of the police station alone.

I walked side by side with her, and she kept her head down as if she was wrestling with something.

When he walked to the gate of the city branch, Tie Ningxiang suddenly stopped in place.

"Senior sister, are you not feeling well?" She was suspended by her superiors for a derelict command during the pursuit of Lu Xing, which led to the disappearance of a policeman, and she was taking care of Yiyi at home when Wu Meng called her.

The surveillance at the door flashed red, and tonight the moonlight shone brightly on the two of us, as if covered with a layer of white frost.

"It's fine." Tie Ningxiang looked straight at me, and said again for no reason: "Did you kill that Wang Erjun?" ”

"Me? Why should I kill him? There was no motive, and I didn't even know him at all before that. I stood there, my eyes narrowing involuntarily.

Tie Ningxiang looked into my eyes and took a step closer to me, and there was only half a foot between the two: "When Zhao Bin sent the autopsy report in, your mood changed slightly, although you controlled it very well, but compared to before, the way you spoke and the tone of your voice became more calm. ”

"Really?" I looked at the palm prints on my palm, and it took a long time before I smiled: "Senior sister, you know that I am a murderer, why do you still want to approach me?" Aren't you afraid that I'll be angry and angry, and then I'll stop talking? ”

"The duty of the police is to restore the truth." Tie Ningxiang didn't retreat a step, the moonlight ran down the tip of her hair, and there was a flame in her beautiful eyes that was even more dazzling than the moonlight.

"What can you police do if you know the truth?" I avoided Tie Ningxiang's gaze, took out a cigarette and lit it: "An old lady died in her own home a few days ago, do you know how she died?" ”

"Is there a connection between the two?"

"Someone wanted to demolish her house, and she was reluctant to relocate it in order to protect her wife's grave, and then a forklift made a mistake and knocked down the walls of her house, causing her to be buried alive in the rubble."

"It's an accidental death."

"That's right, that's what the law says." I looked at the drifting smoke: "But in the eyes of the old lady's relatives, maybe only one life for one life can be called fair." ”

Tie Ningxiang frowned at what I said: "Her relatives can solve the problem through normal legal channels, and it is barbaric and ignorant to take a life for a life." ”

"She has no living relatives." I put my hands lightly on Tie Ningxiang's shoulders: "At that time, if I didn't choose to help her, more innocent people would have died, and the real culprit was still drinking good wine and playing with sex in the big bed of the single-family house. Touching female model. ”

With the smoke and ashes flicking, I took one last look at Tie Ningxiang: "I don't think what I did was right, but if I had to go back in time and do it all over again, I would still do it." ”

I didn't know if Tie Ningxiang understood me, but I strode away after saying that, leaving her standing alone at the door of the police station.

The night breeze was blowing, there was not a single taxi on the road, and when I was standing at the intersection and was worried, a low-key Volkswagen Phaeton with a price of more than 2 million stopped next to me.

"Get in the car, I have something to tell you." The window was lowered, and Huang Boyuan beckoned to me.

I looked into the car, Huang Boyuan was driving himself, and Huang Lan was sitting in the back.

Opening the car door and sitting in the co-pilot, I tapped my finger on the window: "Director Huang, if you have something, just say it directly." ”

"Deleted the video on your phone." Huang Boyuan's tone was unmistakable, and the car started and drove to his own residence.

"That's not good, this is evidence, and the police are likely to use it in the later investigation." I took out my phone and put it in the palm of my hand: "Besides, this video has nothing to do with you." ”

"There's Huang Lan's name in it."

"It's just a name, and nothing else substantial."

"The name doesn't work, she's my Huang Boyuan's daughter!" With a sudden brake, the car stopped on the side of the road, and Huang Boyuan showed a solemn and serious expression for the first time: "I deleted the video, I can hand over the painting to you for safekeeping." ”

I tilted my head and hesitated for a moment: "Deal." ”

The video was deleted in front of him, and during this time I secretly glanced at Huang Lan, who was sitting in the back seat, a mature and intellectual woman looking at the street outside the car window, as if everything that happened in the car had nothing to do with her.

When we arrived at Huang Boyuan's villa, the three of us entered the dusty room with memories.

Seeing those old, familiar furniture, and seeing the ancient scroll with the desperate words written on it, Huang Lan's face changed, and she was like a child who had been lost for a long time and finally found her way home, wandering around the house, touching the old furniture that had been displayed for twenty years with her palm.

After a long time, Huang Lan seemed to come back to her senses, and she walked towards Huang Boyuan: "Gao Jian told me about what happened twenty years ago, he said that it was the Double-Faced Buddha who forced his mother to death, and today I also saw that terrifying madman, but ......"

She looked at her father, who was no longer young: "Why do you never tell me these things?" ”

"I'm not a good father, and I'm not a good husband, if I could have raised enough money for the surgery back then, Wanjun wouldn't have had an accident. So you resent me, I don't blame you, I also resent myself, I hate myself for being incompetent, I hate myself for being useless......"

Father and daughter had been talking about the past twenty years, and I walked out of the room and stood quietly in the hallway.

After waiting for about half an hour, Huang Boyuan walked out of the house, and he handed the painting to me.

"Gao Jian, you are the only person who can make me Huang Boyuan give in in the past twenty years, the painting is handed over to you, don't lose it."

I know very well what this painting means to Huang Boyuan, and I feel incredible that he can take the initiative to hand it over to me at this time: "I thought you were joking in the car? ”

Huang Boyuan leaned against the wall: "Yesterday I heard Huang Xue say something about you, and today you saved Huang Lan's life, these kindnesses cannot be repaid by a painting." ”

After a few polite words with Huang Boyuan, I left the villa and was sent back to Tingtang Road by his driver.

Back at the shop, I put the devastated black eyeball into the lacquered wooden coffin, and then put the painting together with the octagonal token that I had brought out of the dream.

In the dream, the family portrait of Yuanchen Shensha was finally absorbed by the octagonal token, and there were two more ancient characters of Yuanchen on one of its corners, according to my speculation, this token should have the effect of collecting Shensha.

Unfold the ancient scroll and put the octagonal token into it, and it didn't take long for the two ancient characters Tianyi to appear on the corner of the token and Yuanchen.

Removing the token, the handwriting on the scroll darkened, the blood color faded, and something seemed to be missing.

I hid the scrolls and carried the tokens with me, and I always felt that they would be of great use.

After eating the rest of the solid foundation Peiyuan medicine, I ran the Miao Xin True Heart Method, and the energy entered the body and did not disperse, sinking into the dantian, which seemed to be a sign that I was about to break through the realm.

After meditating for one night, I took Bai Qi to have a hearty breakfast the next morning, and then took a taxi to Xinhu High School.

In Huang Xue's dream, I also had an unexpected gain, that is, a message that Guo Junjie revealed before he died.

He said that five years ago, there was a person like me who tried to stop the Two-Faced Buddha, and according to my speculation, this person was probably also the anchor of the Netherworld show.

When I came to Xinhu High School and climbed over the guardrail, I found something very strange this time.

I've been to Xinhu High School three times, and every time I came over, the wooden sign hanging on the fence would fall into the mud.

"Is the wind blowing?" This is the third time I picked it up and hung it, and then found two wires to tie it tightly: "You can't just go into this place, especially the living. ”

Bai Qi and I entered the school together, and when we were far away, the wooden sign that had been tied up began to shake on its own again.

A brick smashed the glass window of the academic office, and I jumped into the office building, searching layer by floor, and finally found the student records room.

Smashing the rusty lock on the door, I pushed the door in, and the smell of decay reached my nostrils.

There were three points of information that Yuanchen Shensha provided to me at that time, the man was holding the same large-screen mobile phone as me, and he was also a student of Xinhu High School, and the student registration file contained that person's information.

Based on these three points, I started to search, and soon I made a discovery.

"What's going on? Among the students of Guo Junjie's class, it seems that all the information of one person is missing. ”

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