A week after his daughter's death, Ma Dalong returned to the company to start work, and he only reacted to the traffic around him and the rapid honking of the horn, and he had just missed the green light. In a trance, I saw a person waving, and the car drove a long way before I realized that the person wanted to take the car, and when I looked back, I saw that the person had already gotten into another taxi.

Ma Dalong wandered aimlessly on the road, the accelerator under his feet was particularly heavy, and even the steering wheel was difficult to control, and he had missed several guests today.

Although the boss in the company said that he could take a break before coming back to work, he would always think of his daughter at home, and occasionally hear her call to him, and he found that if he stayed at home any longer, he might not survive.

The car drove to the front of Fu Yuan's school, and now it was the noon lunch break, many children poured out of the school, and the faces of the group were full of smiles, he felt very heavy when he thought that Fu Yuan was one of them, and he rubbed his face to ease up.

At this moment, he was startled by a figure walking towards him, it was too similar, she was wearing the same school uniform as Fu Yuan, and her hair was tied with the same hair ring as Fu Yuan. The girl walked lightly, and at last she found a boy, came to him, took his arm, and the two walked away.

Ma Dalong suddenly remembered what the police said to him in his mind, Fu Yuan went to see netizens before he was killed, netizens? She actually has a boyfriend on the Internet, but his father doesn't know anything, was the so-called boyfriend who killed her?

After work, he returned home, standing in front of the door of the house he was reluctant to enter, he was in a daze at the door in a daze, usually at this point home his daughter always cooks a meal, smiling and waiting for him, now no one will wait for him to come home, whether it is a wife or a daughter, they are gone.

When she walked into the living room, she found a letter on the dining room table, he was sure that there was nothing on the table before going out, and when he went out, he locked the door well, and now there was a letter on the table, which came out of thin air.

He picked up the envelope and sat on the couch, took off his coat and opened the envelope.

Inside is an advertisement, Juanxiu's brush words are very good-looking.

Give you what you want! No matter what you want, Linglong Pavilion can help you achieve it!

Contact number: 159********

Is it because you look too pathetic? This little advertisement also found him, and he flipped to the back. At the bottom of the reverse side is written in small letters: Including helping you find the murderer of your daughter, so that he can get the punishment he deserves!

Can the murderer be caught?! Can the murderer really be caught? Ma Dalong smiled self-deprecatingly, how could it be, even the police don't have a clue now.

Thinking of this, he snorted coldly, are the current police officers so protective of privacy? No matter who can get his privacy, even Fu Yuan's death can't be protected.

Ma Dalong crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it in the trash.

"Hello, Mr. Ma. Is it convenient for you to come to the police station now? I want to tell you about the prisoner. Captain Wang of the police station called him and said.

Malone agreed, picked up the car keys and rushed out of the house. He glanced up at the kitchen slightly before heading out, and looked at it for a long time, and finally he looked away.

He was finally about to see the person who treated Fu Yuan cruelly, and he turned around and went back into the kitchen.

The air conditioner was on in the car, and for some reason, he was sweating all over, and Ma Dalong had to keep wiping his face and neck with his clothes.

"Didong ......"

Liu Guoqiang flipped out the mobile phone information.

Cute little monster: Husband, what are you doing?

Lone Wolf in the Night: Thinking about you.

Cute little monster: Boo, you're so annoying!

Night Lone Wolf: I've known you for so long, why didn't you send me your picture? You see I've called me husband, I'm not happy anymore.

Cute little monster: Okay, okay, people don't want to keep it mysterious! I'll send you a picture. You wait!

The photo was sent quickly, Liu Guoqiang looked at the girl on the screen and smiled, this girl was wearing a blue cheongsam and sitting on an antique wooden chair, the slim cheongsam lined her figure exquisitely.

The cute little monster sent a voice, Liu Guoqiang clicked on it, and a soft and glutinous voice sounded inside: Husband, where are your photos? I want to see you too!

Liu Guoqiang sent the photos that had been prepared a long time ago, and he is now very glad that the current P-map software is so developed, otherwise his plan would not have been so successful.

Lone Wolf in the Night: Let's take some time to meet.

Cute Little Monster: Uh-huh, yes, yes!

Another stupid woman has taken the bait, and these women don't like good-looking and sweet-talking men.

……

Ma Dalong's mood is too complicated. He felt who was going against the current, and his heart was beating very fast. It's clear that it's an empty shell in the police station. Transfers. Very spot-on. It's cool. But he felt like he was haired all over his body.

The prisoner was actually dead, Ma Dalong's hand trembled as he felt for the knife in his pocket. The police couldn't stop him, so Ma Dalong slammed his head against the wall, hoping to relieve the anger in his heart with pain.

The murderer is dead, obviously happy, but he is furious!

This man didn't treat the sixteen-year-old Fu Yuan as a human being, he just treated her as a toy and ravaged her to his heart's content in order to satisfy his selfish desires.

According to the police, he committed suicide, and Ma Dalong calmed down and looked at the body lying on the coroner's table, the bloated man with sparse hair who died in a terrible state. However, at this moment, he did not have any pity in his heart, and all that was left was hatred.

It's been more than a week since the death, the body is starting to decompose, and the body is already stinking. Even so, Ma Dalong can't wait to break the corpse into thousands of pieces, is his daughter being made alive by such a person?

He couldn't bear the murderer's death so simply, time would not turn back, and people would not be resurrected from the dead.

Is there any way to get him the punishment he deserves? Is there any way to keep this person's soul from being born forever?

Mr. Ma was questioned by the police, who sounded as if they were suspecting him and killing Mr. Liu. He understood the suspicion of the police, after all, he thought it was true, he wanted to do it himself, but he couldn't do it, and the strong powerlessness turned into a sore spot in his heart that attacked him.

Ma Dalong walked around the house, touching every corner of the house, the room, the bathroom, the kitchen, the living room, every corner. Her daughter had stayed in every corner of the house, and now all the memories are soaked in sadness.

He was sleepy but didn't want to sleep.

He found the coffee in the refrigerator that his daughter had kept in the refrigerator, and at her age, she seemed to be more willing to pursue things that seemed to be ripe, such as coffee.

He opened the coffee and took a sip, it was very sweet, yes, although he longed to mature, but in fact she was still just a child.

On the table in the dining room, there was the same envelope as before, and the all-white envelope did not have a word written on it. Ma Dalong had doubts in his heart, but still opened the envelope.

Give you what you want! No matter what you want, Linglong Pavilion can help you achieve it!

Contact number: 159********

The content of the letter is the same as the original, Ma Dalong turned it to the back, but the back was different, and it said: What you saw was not the real murderer.

The real murderer? So as far as she said, see that today, isn't the middle-aged man who has died the real murderer, Ma Dalong took this letter paper and walked around the living room, he had an intuition from the beginning that the bloated man was not the murderer! He was anxious, and he was furious at the thought that the murderer was still at large.

In the end, Ma Dalong kindled the hope of living, and he felt that this place might really solve his problem, and really find the murderer of his daughter, so that he would kill the murderer with his own hands this time.

Although no matter how he died, he couldn't make up for his evil deeds to Yuan.

Ma Dalong took his mobile phone and dialed the phone number above.

The phone beeped only twice, and then it was picked up, and on the other end of the receiver was a lovely female voice.

"Hello! This is Linglong Pavilion, is there anything I can do to help you? ”

"I see you on the table. Flyer, can you really help me find the murderer who hurt my daughter? ”

"You're Mr. Ma Dalong, aren't you? I am the Pavilion Master of Linglong Pavilion, and as you have seen in my letter, the person who died is not the murderer of your daughter, he can only be regarded as an accomplice at most, and there is someone else who really hurt your daughter. The woman's voice was unhurried, and her tone was flat but convincing.

"What should I do?"

"Give up the rest of your life, and I will fulfill your wish." Her words startled Ma Dalong. He originally thought that it was nothing more than asking for money, but he didn't expect it to be fatal.

"What is my fate, but how can I trust you?"

"Hehehe...... Three ......" the girl smiled, her voice as if it were close at hand.

The space of the "second ......" began to distort, and Ma Dalong felt dizzy.

"One ......" When he came to his senses, he stood in front of a mahogany table, on the other side was a girl who didn't look very old, her waist-length hair was casually pulled up by a simple hairpin, she was wearing a snow-white cheongsam, her face was delicate, and her smile was very infectious.

He was not in the mood to appreciate it, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed in front of him, as if time and space were distorted, and he came to another time and space.

"Welcome to Linglong Pavilion, I am the Pavilion Master, that is, the person who called you here." The girl made a gesture of please, and asked Ma Dalong to sit down.

"What was going on just now?"

The girl just poured a cup of tea and handed it to Ma Dalong, the tea was bubbling with a refreshing fragrance, Ma Dalong couldn't help but take a sip, and suddenly felt much more comfortable in body and heart, I haven't felt like this for a long time.

"It's really simple and direct to talk about things face-to-face, so I'll call you over." The girl didn't feel that she had any unusual abilities, as if she was just a treat.

"What do you want?"

"I want to catch the murderer. Kill him with your own hands, so that he will live forever and never be reborn. Ma Dalong said very calmly, he thought about this sentence countless times in his heart.

"Do you not hesitate to pay for your life?"

"Hmm." A daughter is the meaning of his life, and if his daughter is gone, what is the meaning of living?

"Just sign the deed." The girl handed him a contract, Ma Dalong just glanced at it without hesitation, signed his name, and the contract was written and rose into the air, burning to ashes in the air.

"The contract is made."

"Ahh I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Shu Fan. ”