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Jiang Yan didn't answer immediately, and his gaze immediately became distant, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare.

"I remember that my dad rarely laughed, or rather, I grew so old that I saw him very rarely, let alone laughed.

But when I told him what I had doubted that day, he suddenly smiled at me.

It was also the first time I walked into this study, and the first time I saw the words "Punisher" on his desk. ”

Jiang Yan said, he couldn't help lowering his eyes, and his gaze fell on the document in his hand again.

"He didn't say anything else, but asked me a question, and he said, "Do you know why your mother died?"

I can't remember exactly what kind of mood I was in now, but I can clearly remember his expression at that time.

Scold! ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Yan didn't know what the reason was, and suddenly sneered:

Of course I didn't know how to answer him, but he told me, and he said it was because my mother was disobedient and knew something she shouldn't know and wanted to say it.

That's why she's dead!

Then, he told me that I definitely can't be like my mom.

At that moment, I looked into his eyes and knew for the first time what it meant to be cold, cold to the bone.

At that moment, I seemed to have grown up, and suddenly, I understood that maybe my mother's death had something to do with him at all.

It was also from that moment that I began to secretly follow him, his every move, every call, and even every word.

Later, I found the song "Black Sunday" on my mother's computer. But unfortunately, my dad happened to see it, and he was very angry and angry.

Although he has always been serious and rarely appears at home, that was the first time, and I have the impression that he has become less like him.

Yin owl, cold-blooded, like a demon.

He dragged me and took me to this basement study, where he locked me up for three days and three nights! ”

Jiang Yan talked about these things now, his tone was indifferent, and the expression on his face was not shocked, and the clouds were light and light, but Schumann listened to it, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand one by one.

She thought that for so many years, she knew everything about Jiang Yan.

But only now did she understand that she didn't know anything at all.

For a long time, no one spoke, and the only sound in the air was the breathing of two people, staggered with each other.

Until, Jiang Yan raised his head and handed the document in his hand to Schumann:

"Haven't you always wondered why I left three years ago?

I'll tell you now! ”

His voice was low, word by word, but every word seemed to have a terrifying power, which made Schumann retreat in an instant.

Should she really, really, know those truths?

Schumann took the document from Jiang Yan's hand with a somewhat stiff movement, but his eyes seemed to have been spelled, and he couldn't take a single inch off Jiang Yan's face at all.

He said:

"After those three days, I knew that my life was different from before.

I started to be calculating, I started to deal with the guy I called Dad, and because of that, his death made me know something.

In fact, before I left three years ago, I knew that the so-called "punisher" back then was nothing more than an evil organization dressed in morality and for some kind of selfish desire and profit.

The punisher is not a person, but an organization.

That is, the organization you heard in the mouths of Li Yu and Li Chen's brothers.

I didn't know how mysterious and powerful this organization was, but little by little snooping and contact, I discovered that the decay and darkness inside were originally beyond my imagination. ”

When Jiang Yan said this, there was no expression on his face, and it was cold as if it was not a person at all, but a machine.

Such Jiang Yan made Schumann feel distressed and made her even more overwhelmed.

"My dad died in a car accident, but one thing you don't know is that the driver who killed my dad is actually the same as the driver who killed Jiang Wenhao.

But that day, because he was drunk, he crashed into my dad's car.

He and his driver were killed on the spot, and the truck itself did not survive.

At that time, the regulation of drunk driving was not strict, so everyone did not think much about it.

But I can't help but think about it.

Because I know what kind of role my dad plays in this organization! ”

Schumann's mood at this moment can no longer be described as shock, although she was prepared before she came, knowing that the news she was going to hear today may greatly exceed her expectations and understanding.

However, when she heard Jiang Yan tell so many secrets that had been hidden deep underground for many years, she still couldn't hide her shock.

Who would have thought that the president of Litian Century Group, who was in the limelight back then, was actually a criminal.

Who would have thought that the punisers of the past would be inextricably linked to today's cases.

And these connections ......

Schumann suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, and involuntarily widened his eyes, and looked at Jiang Yan in disbelief, but Jiang Yan's calm eyes seemed to tell her that all her guesses were correct.

Those recent cases, those people, are aimed at him!

But...... But Schumann still had some things to figure out.

The murderers in these cases are obviously other people, and the people who were killed seem to have a little relationship with Jiang Yanneng, but they are not very strong. If it weren't for listening to Jiang Yan say these things in person today, she would not have been able to connect the present with the past no matter what.

And what is the purpose of these cases?

One question after another flooded Schumann's head, and she almost felt that in the next second, her brain would be blown up by these questions, but no matter what, she couldn't find the truest truth.

She could only look at Jiang Yan fixedly, hoping to know from her.

But Jiang Yan seemed to have said a lot, his expression gradually softened, and the light under his eyes gradually became obscure, making people incomprehensible.

He shook Schumann's hand:

"It's cloudy here, let's go out first."

Anyway, regardless of whether Schumann agreed or not, he led her out directly.

To be honest, Schumann didn't really want to stay here, not because of the coldness here, but because here, there were the darkest, painful, and terrible memories of the man in front of him.

Therefore, when Jiang Yan proposed to go out, she did not refuse,

It's just that when she and Jiang Yan walked to the door of the basement, the last moment Jiang Yan turned off the light, she looked at the almost empty but cold basement study in front of her, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Leaving the villa, Jiang Yan didn't know when to call the car, and was already waiting at the door. Seeing the two of them come out, the driver instinctively got out of the car and handed the key to Jiang Yan.

The two got into the car, Jiang Yan started the engine, and Schumann looked at the Jiang family villa farther and farther away through the rearview mirror of the car, and his heart was sad.

In front of him, the scenery on both sides of the street passed quickly, and only a small shadow was cast under Schumann's eyes.

"So, the few recent cases are actually controlled by the punisher organization behind the scenes, and their purpose is for you, and what your father left behind."

Leaving the Jiang family's villa, Jiang Yan's expression was obviously a little different, and when he heard Schumann say this, he just bent the corners of his lips shallowly:

"What should I do, my little girl is so smart, if I want to hide something from you in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Jiang Yan teased for no reason, but Schumann was not distracted by this, thinking that what Jiang Yan wanted to say had not yet been finished, and the answer to be given had not yet been clarified.

Therefore, she just looked at Jiang Yan fixedly, pursed her lips, and did not respond.

Seeing Schumann's posture, Jiang Yan seemed to sigh helplessly:

"Actually, I don't have a complete idea of how big that organization is, how many people are involved, and what it does. It's just that I know that such an organization, hidden in the depths of darkness and unable to see the light, must need a lot of money to support.

And Litian Century back then, as well as my father, naturally became the financial backers of this organization.

Of course, I believe that a person as shrewd as Jiang Changen would definitely not take out the money in his pocket for no reason, so he and the Punisher Organization must have reached some agreement in private.

I can now be very sure that Jiang Changen's death was the work of the Punisher Organization. The reason for this is not entirely clear, but it is probably possible.

Except for the conflict of interest, I am afraid that there is no reason for this organization to even take the life of its own financier. ”

Schumann waited until this point and finally made it a little clear:

"Therefore, the punisher suddenly disappeared more than ten years ago, not because of the discovery of conscience, but because of the loss of the support of the financier.

Over the years, they may be in Taoguang and obscurity, or they may be looking for a new financier, but they will definitely not completely dissolve and disappear.

Because if, as you said, their organization is for the purpose of accomplishing some kind of interests, then the interests that drive them so strongly will not let their incumbents lose this right. ”

"Yes!"

Jiang Yan let out a low snort from his throat.

And after Schumann said this, he confirmed his previous guess even more:

"So, they have planned so many cases recently, and even did not hesitate to make such a big move in the bank, in fact, the real purpose is to warn you, or rather...... Wooing you?

And those so-called murders and robberies are just a cloak for their real purpose. ”

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Jiang Yan didn't answer immediately, and his gaze immediately became distant, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare.

"I remember that my dad rarely laughed, or rather, I grew so old that I saw him very rarely, let alone laughed.

But when I told him what I had doubted that day, he suddenly smiled at me.

It was also the first time I walked into this study, and the first time I saw the words "Punisher" on his desk. ”

Jiang Yan said, he couldn't help lowering his eyes, and his gaze fell on the document in his hand again.

"He didn't say anything else, but asked me a question, and he said, "Do you know why your mother died?"

I can't remember exactly what kind of mood I was in now, but I can clearly remember his expression at that time.

Scold! ”

Speaking of this, Jiang Yan didn't know what the reason was, and suddenly sneered:

Of course I didn't know how to answer him, but he told me, and he said it was because my mother was disobedient and knew something she shouldn't know and wanted to say it.

That's why she's dead!

Then, he told me that I definitely can't be like my mom.

At that moment, I looked into his eyes and knew for the first time what it meant to be cold, cold to the bone.

At that moment, I seemed to have grown up, and suddenly, I understood that maybe my mother's death had something to do with him at all.

It was also from that moment that I began to secretly follow him, his every move, every call, and even every word.

Later, I found the song "Black Sunday" on my mother's computer. But unfortunately, my dad happened to see it, and he was very angry and angry.

Although he has always been serious and rarely appears at home, that was the first time, and I have the impression that he has become less like him.

Yin owl, cold-blooded, like a demon.

He dragged me and took me to this basement study, where he locked me up for three days and three nights! ”

Jiang Yan talked about these things now, his tone was indifferent, and the expression on his face was not shocked, and the clouds were light and light, but Schumann listened to it, and his heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand one by one.

She thought that for so many years, she knew everything about Jiang Yan.

But only now did she understand that she didn't know anything at all.

For a long time, no one spoke, and the only sound in the air was the breathing of two people, staggered with each other.

Until, Jiang Yan raised his head and handed the document in his hand to Schumann:

"Haven't you always wondered why I left three years ago?

I'll tell you now! ”

His voice was low, word by word, but every word seemed to have a terrifying power, which made Schumann retreat in an instant.

Should she really, really, know those truths?

Schumann took the document from Jiang Yan's hand with a somewhat stiff movement, but his eyes seemed to have been spelled, and he couldn't take a single inch off Jiang Yan's face at all.

He said:

"After those three days, I knew that my life was different from before.

I started to be calculating, I started to deal with the guy I called Dad, and because of that, his death made me know something.

In fact, before I left three years ago, I knew that the so-called "punisher" back then was nothing more than an evil organization dressed in morality and for some kind of selfish desire and profit.

The punisher is not a person, but an organization.

That is, the organization you heard in the mouths of Li Yu and Li Chen's brothers.

I didn't know how mysterious and powerful this organization was, but little by little snooping and contact, I discovered that the decay and darkness inside were originally beyond my imagination. ”

When Jiang Yan said this, there was no expression on his face, and it was cold as if it was not a person at all, but a machine.

Such Jiang Yan made Schumann feel distressed and made her even more overwhelmed.

"My dad died in a car accident, but one thing you don't know is that the driver who killed my dad is actually the same as the driver who killed Jiang Wenhao.

But that day, because he was drunk, he crashed into my dad's car.

He and his driver were killed on the spot, and the truck itself did not survive.

At that time, the regulation of drunk driving was not strict, so everyone did not think much about it.

But I can't help but think about it.

Because I know what kind of role my dad plays in this organization! ”

Schumann's mood at this moment can no longer be described as shock, although she was prepared before she came, knowing that the news she was going to hear today may greatly exceed her expectations and understanding.

However, when she heard Jiang Yan tell so many secrets that had been hidden deep underground for many years, she still couldn't hide her shock.

Who would have thought that the president of Litian Century Group, who was in the limelight back then, was actually a criminal.

Who would have thought that the punisers of the past would be inextricably linked to today's cases.

And these connections ......

Schumann suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, and involuntarily widened his eyes, and looked at Jiang Yan in disbelief, but Jiang Yan's calm eyes seemed to tell her that all her guesses were correct.

Those recent cases, those people, are aimed at him!

But...... But Schumann still had some things to figure out.

The murderers in these cases are obviously other people, and the people who were killed seem to have a little relationship with Jiang Yanneng, but they are not very strong. If it weren't for listening to Jiang Yan say these things in person today, she would not have been able to connect the present with the past no matter what.

And what is the purpose of these cases?

One question after another flooded Schumann's head, and she almost felt that in the next second, her brain would be blown up by these questions, but no matter what, she couldn't find the truest truth.

She could only look at Jiang Yan fixedly, hoping to know from her.

But Jiang Yan seemed to have said a lot, his expression gradually softened, and the light under his eyes gradually became obscure, making people incomprehensible.

He shook Schumann's hand:

"It's cloudy here, let's go out first."

Anyway, regardless of whether Schumann agreed or not, he led her out directly.

To be honest, Schumann didn't really want to stay here, not because of the coldness here, but because here, there were the darkest, painful, and terrible memories of the man in front of him.

Therefore, when Jiang Yan proposed to go out, she did not refuse,

It's just that when she and Jiang Yan walked to the door of the basement, the last moment Jiang Yan turned off the light, she looked at the almost empty but cold basement study in front of her, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Leaving the villa, Jiang Yan didn't know when to call the car, and was already waiting at the door. Seeing the two of them come out, the driver instinctively got out of the car and handed the key to Jiang Yan.

The two got into the car, Jiang Yan started the engine, and Schumann looked at the Jiang family villa farther and farther away through the rearview mirror of the car, and his heart was sad.

In front of him, the scenery on both sides of the street passed quickly, and only a small shadow was cast under Schumann's eyes.

"So, the few recent cases are actually controlled by the punisher organization behind the scenes, and their purpose is for you, and what your father left behind."

Leaving the Jiang family's villa, Jiang Yan's expression was obviously a little different, and when he heard Schumann say this, he just bent the corners of his lips shallowly:

"What should I do, my little girl is so smart, if I want to hide something from you in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Jiang Yan teased for no reason, but Schumann was not distracted by this, thinking that what Jiang Yan wanted to say had not yet been finished, and the answer to be given had not yet been clarified.

Therefore, she just looked at Jiang Yan fixedly, pursed her lips, and did not respond.

Seeing Schumann's posture, Jiang Yan seemed to sigh helplessly:

"Actually, I don't have a complete idea of how big that organization is, how many people are involved, and what it does. It's just that I know that such an organization, hidden in the depths of darkness and unable to see the light, must need a lot of money to support.

And Litian Century back then, as well as my father, naturally became the financial backers of this organization.

Of course, I believe that a person as shrewd as Jiang Changen would definitely not take out the money in his pocket for no reason, so he and the Punisher Organization must have reached some agreement in private.

I can now be very sure that Jiang Changen's death was the work of the Punisher Organization. The reason for this is not entirely clear, but it is probably possible.

Except for the conflict of interest, I am afraid that there is no reason for this organization to even take the life of its own financier. ”

Schumann waited until this point and finally made it a little clear:

"Therefore, the punisher suddenly disappeared more than ten years ago, not because of the discovery of conscience, but because of the loss of the support of the financier.

Over the years, they may be in Taoguang and obscurity, or they may be looking for a new financier, but they will definitely not completely dissolve and disappear.

Because if, as you said, their organization is for the purpose of accomplishing some kind of interests, then the interests that drive them so strongly will not let their incumbents lose this right. ”

"Yes!"

Jiang Yan let out a low snort from his throat.

And after Schumann said this, he confirmed his previous guess even more:

"So, they have planned so many cases recently, and even did not hesitate to make such a big move in the bank, in fact, the real purpose is to warn you, or rather...... Wooing you?

And those so-called murders and robberies are just a cloak for their real purpose. ”

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