Fan Zhong and Guo Chi fell, but they didn't faint, they were hit hard in the chest, which made them breathless for a while, and their weapons fell from their hands.

The darkness around them lit up again, but they were no longer in the villa, but back in the hallway of the hotel, surrounded by the killer's corpse.

"How is this ...... Maybe ......" Guo Chi said in his mouth, not because of the sudden time and space transfer that shocked him, what really made him not understand was that Wang Xu, a young man who looked weak, could actually subdue him and Fan Zhong with one blow, and the strength of this punch was definitely at the level of a heavyweight boxing champion.

Wang Xu's expression became serious at this time: "It seems that something is coming." As he said this, he began to observe the distance in the corridor with his spiritual vision, there was a figure slowly approaching, this silhouette he had seen just now, it was Tan Hai.

The cat master still looked sleepy-eyed: "Then let's see what other tricks he has." ”

Fan Zhong and Guo Chi on the ground felt a kind of oppression at this moment, both mental and physical, their body temperature dropped rapidly, and even the flow of blood slowed down significantly, and fear came silently.

Fan Zhong looked at Wang Xu and Mao Ye, who were still very calm, and asked the question that bothered him again: "Who are you?" ”

But he was still ignored......

A rotting stench came from behind them, Fan Zhong and Guo Chi turned their heads and saw Tan Hai coming out of the darkness, his skin was already black and purple, but there was still a little white lime left outside, falling down all the way, and there were obvious hideous wounds on his limbs and torso, all of which were left after being cut off by an axe or saw. At this moment, Tan Hai looks like a dismantled doll toy, which has been clumsily put together.

This disgusting and terrifying appearance also amazed the two core members of Midnight, and now they have to admit that there are ghosts in this world.

People are more or less in awe of supernatural things (except for a minority like Wang Xu), Fan Zhong and Guo Chi know that this is a situation they can't deal with, and at this moment, the only ones who can help them survive are the two mysterious people behind them.

Guo Chi climbed a few steps in the direction of the two people, "Save us!" ”

Fan Zhong also struggled to move here, they were now like running away in a nightmare, unable to exert their strength, unable to stand up, let alone run away themselves.

The cat master didn't care about himself, and said lightly while smoking: "You guys take a good look at his appearance and guess how he died." ”

They held back the fear in their hearts and looked back again, and the two of them thought almost at the same time, the person in front of them was also killed by their midnight killer! It is standard practice to dissect the body, then seal it with lime, hide it in the wall, and destroy all the evidence afterwards!

Even in the middle of the night, exchanging news is also a forbidden behavior by the high-level, every action, as long as the people who are not involved, they know nothing, so Fan Zhong and Guo Chi didn't know that there was a similar action here three years ago, but at this moment, they understood that the ghost's revenge still came to Midnight's head after all......

"This ...... It's none of our business! We didn't kill this man! Guo Chi roared loudly, Tan Hai's ghost was getting closer and closer.

The cat master looked ahead, and suddenly his idle expression became cold: "Then who are responsible for the deaths of you?" ”

Guo Chi didn't think about it, and he didn't even listen to it at all, because for him, the meaning of the cat master's words was to see death and not save him. He was furious and decided to make a final desperate fight.

He picked up the saber that had fallen nearby and rushed towards Tan Hai's ghost, but the moment Tan Hai's hand touched him, he found that he couldn't move, he could no longer slash anything, only death awaited him, and Guo Chi at this moment was as helpless as anyone he killed.

Wang Xu and Mao Ye stood calmly in place, watching Guo Chi being torn to pieces by Tan Hai, and it was a miracle that human internal organs and bones could be dismantled like gunpla.

Wang Xu licked his dry lips and said, "This person doesn't understand until he dies......

Fan Zhong understands that he is more sober than Guo Chi, a diehard, because he still has a little conscience.

"We kill people by order of the organization! I apologize to you today for those who killed you! Please let me go! I'm sure I'll bury you well! Fan Zhong said this and knelt in front of Tan Hai's ghost.

Tan Hai's actions stopped, and he looked at Fan Zhong on the ground with his rotten face, as if he was hesitating about something.

Wang Xu asked the cat master such a question: "Does this person want to be saved?" ”

The cat master replied: "If you want to save it, save it, you don't need to ask for my consent." ”

When Fan Zhong heard this, he felt that a basin of biting cold water was poured from his head to the end, listening to the meaning of these two people's words, Tan Hai was not hesitating to let him go, but thinking: Should this person be steamed or boiled......

Sure enough, the rotting corpse claws roared from the top of Fan Zhong's head, and he was powerless to dodge, so he could only close his eyes and wait for the cranial to die, but Wang Xu appeared beside him at this moment and grabbed Tan Hai's wrist.

"Let's go." Wang Xu said to Fan Zhong.

Fan Zhong suddenly felt the pressure on his body lighten, and he didn't say anything more, he just remembered the appearance of the person in front of him, and then left silently.

When he walked into the darkness, the cat master spoke: "This is not necessarily a good thing. ”

Wang Xu grabbed Tan Hai's neck and pulled him in front of the cat master: "I don't think as much as you, so I have a lot of things to ask you, but there are also many things, no matter how much you think about it, it's not as clear as me." ”

The cat master pondered carefully, and found that what he said was quite reasonable, and said with a smile: "Then what do you understand this time." ”

Tan Hai showed his true face at this moment, he was wearing a copycat suit, and he seemed to be sitting on the ground very depressed, this business elite who was wrapped in a famous suit brand, after fading the gorgeous packaging, was just an ordinary man.

Wang Xu sat cross-legged in front of him: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Tan Hai cried when he was asked this question, and the big man whimpered and yelled loudly, "I miss my father!" Father...... Ahem......"

At this moment, he doesn't look like a successful person from head to toe, but a stupid son who can't speak clearly.

…………

The next day, on the outskirts of Suzhou.

"That's it, the old tree is still there, and there's a well next to it." Wang Xu got out of the car with a big burden.

The cat who was sitting in the front row asked the taxi driver to stop on the road and wait for them, and he followed.

The two of them walked to an ordinary old peasant house, knocked on the door, and it was an old lady who opened the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

Wang Xu looked back at the cat master, this guy tilted his head to the side, as if he didn't want to speak, Wang Xu sighed and said, "May I ask if the old man Tan Shan lives here?" ”

The old lady also sighed deeply: "It's dead, it's early, the child is gone, he's also sick, and he just gave up two years ago......"

Wang Xu looked back at the cat master again, the guy's neck seemed to be about to break, and he didn't look this way, as if he was passing by.

Wang Xu asked helplessly: "Then who are you?" ”

"I'm his wife, is there anything else going on with the two of you?"

Wang Xu brought up the burden of the urn: "We...... We are from the Public Security Bureau, your son...... Found ......"

…………

Forty years ago, in this place, a boy was born, and Tan Shan happily ran back and forth in the village twice, for fear that the villagers would not know that he had given birth to a handle, and it was not until the old man arrested him that he remembered that he had not named the child yet.

He was a smart and sensible child who walked several miles to school during the day and helped the family at night. The teacher in the township said that the child would be able to go to college in the future, and he would have to go to the city for junior high school, but Tan Shan sold the family's cattle without saying a word, borrowed a lot of money, and sent the child to the city.

Tan Hai lived in the teacher's house in the city in junior high school, and Tan Shan would send him living expenses every month, which was unimaginable in the countryside with a huge gap between urban and rural areas at that time, but he persevered for three whole years.

It wasn't until Tan Hai was admitted to high school that he wrote a letter back, which contained all the living expenses for the past three years, and a sentence: Dad, mother, you are tired.

Since then, Tan Hai has worked and studied by himself, and he can send some extra money home every month, and the whole village envies Tan Shan for giving birth to such a promising son.

Time has passed, and when Tan Hai graduated from a prestigious university in another city and was directly accepted by a multinational company, he returned to his hometown, a full eleven years after he left, his father, who was as strong as a tree, had already shown his old state, and his mother's face was wrinkled.

Everything seems to be beautiful, but time will eventually change something, and the sensible Tan Hai has changed, and he has gradually become another person in this materialistic world.

At first, he would write letters home every week, but gradually it became monthly, and finally he didn't hear from him for a whole year.

And the content of the letter also changed from a few thousand words of greetings to a few simple greetings, until one day the envelope contained only the cold banknotes.

The money is getting thicker and thicker, and the love is getting thinner.

Tan Shan did not forget this son, and he wrote to Tan Hai every week, although he only attended a literacy class.

Nearly sixty years old, in order to write a letter to his son, he can spend all night flipping through the tattered Xinhua dictionary, and even if he turns over the dictionary, he can only express the simplest greetings and care between the lines.

Tan Shan never knew that as early as more than ten years ago, Tan Hai had instructed his secretary to read these letters for him, and if there were no special circumstances, he only needed to send money over as usual.

Chinese writing is vast and profound, and the artistic conception that can be expressed is far richer than 26 letters, but even the best writers in the world, in the most gorgeous language, cannot convey what Tan Shan wants to convey, that is, the most simple and simple father's love.

A few years later, news of Tan Hai's disappearance reached the family, and ironically, they were probably the latest to learn of it.

For the first time, Tan Shan used the money sent back by his son, and he went out to find his son, even if it was looking for a needle in a haystack.

This tall father, who was already a slender old man at this time, came to the hotel where Tan Hai disappeared, even if he suffered from the white eyes of others, even if he was scolded for being insane, he still pulled everyone who came out of here to ask for news of his son, until the security guards drove him away.

Tan Hai saw his father again many years later, but at this moment, they were already different.

Tan Hai watched his father being pushed away again and again, and even pushed to the ground, he wanted to go over and support him, but he couldn't take a step out of this hotel, his ghost cried bitterly, shouting loudly for his father, but it was close, but far away in the world, no one could hear it.

Eventually, Tan Shan left, and after months of searching for his son, he was finally struck down by grief and illness.

He returned home and never fell ill again.

Tan Shan was born here, and he also finished his last life here, maybe in the eyes of others, this is just an ordinary old man, but in Tan Hai's eyes, he will always be the tall and loving father.

…………

Wang Xu and Mao Ye sat in the taxi, the atmosphere on the way back was very sad, the old lady almost didn't cry and fainted, missing and dead, the arrival of these two fake public security officers was like the death sentence to the only glimmer of hope in the old lady's heart.

"Isn't it comfortable? That's why I told you not to come. The cat rolled up the window and lit a cigarette.

"After all, didn't you come with you in the end? Even if you try your best to hide it, you don't feel good! ”

The cat master "cut": "When you see the car money on the meter, it is estimated that it will be as uncomfortable as me......"

Wang Xu didn't want to get entangled with him on this issue, so he said angrily: "If you want to say that this surnamed Tan is not a thing, he forgot his roots after he took the position in the company, and even concealed the fact that he had parents in his hometown." ”

Mao Ye spat out his cigarette and ended the conversation with a meaningful sentence: "Tan Hai, he has been punished as he deserves, and I think as long as he is willing to go home, his father will definitely forgive him." ”