When Wang Yazhuo asked me this question, I actually felt a little flustered, and I didn't know how to answer her. Yin Jun was staring at me with a smile, I didn't answer for a long time, and Wang Yazhuo added: "Are you, are you still hiding something from me?" ”

"Now, it seems that this is not the time to talk about this." Yin Jun interjected.

Wang Yazhuo raised the corners of her mouth, her face was full of bitterness, and she nodded: "In your Fang Han's eyes, no one can be trusted. Without trust, how can you tell anyone everything? Wang Yazhuo turned around and walked forward slowly. Wang Yazhuo's hair was tipped, hanging down to her waist, and the wind in Zhushi was very strong, and her hair was blown messy.

Yin Jun asked me to follow him. I asked him what was the matter, and Yin Jun asked me expressionlessly if I didn't want to see the anonymous person. Huang Yinkai and Shang Tingjue are both dead, but with the death of the enemy who killed my father, I don't feel the burden in my heart freed. Instead, I felt like there was a bigger stone pressing down on my heart.

The road to revenge seems to have just begun. Our only gain seems to be to destroy Huang Yinkai and Shang Tingjue, although those are probably the two chess pieces deliberately given up by the mastermind behind the scenes. This time, Huang Yinkai and Shang Tingjue were able to be found out so smoothly, mainly thanks to the anonymous.

I nodded to Yin Jun, and the anonymous person said that he would meet with us after this incident passed. I want to know who this anonymous person who wrote anonymous letters several times to help me and Wang Jianming is. This person's ability is too great, and he seems to know all the clues that we can't find.

Huang Yinkai refused to say it, maybe the anonymous person knows, I have a hunch, I can get a lot of information from the anonymous person. This anonymous person has never been able to show up, and I have no information about him at all. However, at this time, he took the initiative to show up, perhaps, he felt that the time had come.

I followed behind Yin Jun, who said that early this morning, they had received another anonymous letter. The anonymous person was very careful and was about to meet, but before the meeting, the anonymous person actually contacted Yin Jun in this way. Yin Jun also said that he had also checked the source of the anonymous letter, but the clue was quickly broken.

This time, Yin Jun simply didn't investigate, he said that if he investigated deeply, it would only bring trouble to the anonymous, and he might not be able to find out. Anonymous and Yin Jun met at about 10 a.m. three days later, but on the outskirts of another city. Very remote, Yin Jun decided to leave today.

That city, which I am no stranger to, is Chongqing.

I asked Yin Jun if the anonymous person said that he couldn't see anyone. The anonymous person was in direct contact with Wang Yazhuo and Yin Jun. He didn't ask to see me. Yin Jun shook his head and said that the anonymous person calculated every step very accurately, and if he refused to see me, he should bring it up in the anonymous letter.

If you don't mention it, it means that you want to see me by default. Yin Jun said this, and I was relieved. We quickly caught up with Wang Yazhuo's pace, Yin Jun took us back to the hotel first, and after I washed up, Yin Jun was already ready for the car. This time, there were only three of us who went to Chongqing.

When I arrived in Chongqing, it was raining in winter. In this city surrounded by mountains, there are even more rainy days than sunny days. The last time I came to Chongqing, I was still worried that the killer organization would be bad for me. But this time comes. The killer organization in Chongqing City has been eliminated.

Things are not people, and there is a sad atmosphere everywhere in Chongqing, as if here has just experienced a dark battle. The rainy day is still spreading. On the distant peaks, dark clouds shrouded and there was no light in sight. found a place to stay overnight, and after dawn the next day, Yin Jun came to knock on the door very early.

Today is the day to meet the anonymous. For this meeting, Yin Jun also attaches great importance to it, Yin Jun doesn't know where to find a car, Wang Yazhuo sat in the co-pilot, and I sat in the back. Yin Jun opened quickly. We drove from the southernmost part of Chongqing City to the northernmost part of Chongqing City.

Slowly, the hustle and bustle of the city disappeared and was replaced by the fresh air of the suburbs mixed with rain. Along. I felt groggy, and I don't know how long it took for Yin Jun to stop the car. He got out of the car and took a look, then opened our door.

"It should be around here." Yin Jun said to us.

Wang Yazhuo and I both got out of the car and the three of us, each holding a black umbrella.

"I always feel it. What happened in Chongqing. As we walked forward, Wang Yazhuo said suddenly.

A woman's perception is extremely keen, in fact, this feeling of no reason, I have felt it from the moment I got off the train. None of us answered Wang Yazhuo's question, we just walked forward slowly, we walked on a mountain road, and the road was very slippery. Anonymous chose to meet in such a place because they didn't want others to find out.

Finally, we saw people from afar. Outside a ruined temple in the mountains, several people stood. When they found us, they ran towards us. We're all on the alert. I saw that Yin Jun's hands were already on his waist, ready to draw a gun at any time.

However, these people kept running in front of us, and there was no movement. The person who took the lead told us. They have been waiting for us for a long time. These faces, all of them are unfamiliar, and I have never seen them before. It soon dawned on me that these people were supposed to be Anonymous's subordinates.

Such an anonymous person with great powers. It is destined not to be just one person, he needs a lot of people to help him gather intelligence. These people took us to the ruined temple, when we got to the door. They didn't go in, they just said that there were people waiting for us inside. The mountain rain was still falling, and it was very dark in the broken temple.

We walked in, and the smell of burning incense filled the ruined temple. This dilapidated temple. It had obviously been abandoned for a long time, and when we walked to the hall of the ruined temple, we saw a kneeling figure. The figure was kneeling in front of a Buddha statue whose head had been broken.

Incense, it was this man who burned it.

Past. It should be considered a very large temple, but somehow it was deserted.

In the ruined temple, there is only one person, and this person should be the anonymous person who asked us to meet. The movement of us coming in. Anonymous has definitely heard it. However, the Anonymous still did not stand up, he was worshipping the Buddha statue very religiously, as if he was worshipping the Buddha according to some ritual.

Religious rituals are very exquisite, and for religious people, it is not okay to make a mistake.

Despite not believing in any religion, I did not try to break the atmosphere of piety created by Anonymous. Yin Jun and Wang Yazhuo also stood, motionless. Rain in the mountains. It got bigger and bigger, and the roof of the temple was broken in many places, and the rainwater leaked in and hit the Buddha statue with the severed head.

Finally, the Anonymous stood up, and he put the incense in his hand neatly in the incense jar. After doing all this, the Anonymous slowly turned around, his face full of smiles. This man, who looked to be only fifty years old, but his hair was all black, just wrinkles on his face, and there was no way to hide the years he had experienced.

The Anonymous slowly walked towards us, and when I could see the Anonymous's face, it suddenly felt familiar to me.

The Anonymous clenched their fists at us, a ritual that only older generations would have. We all nodded our heads and said hello. The gaze of the anonymous person swept over us one by one, and he called out Yin Jun's name, Wang Yazhuo's name, and my name.

He sighed slightly as his gaze swept over me.

But soon, the Anonymous put away all the emotions on his face.

"My name is Weiyi, the Weiyi of stability, and the righteousness of loyalty." The anonymous person introduced us: "The person who gave me a few thin faces, called me Mr. Wei." ”

I was slightly stunned: "Your surname is Wei?" ”

Wang Yazhuo looked at me: "Do you know anyone with the surname Wei?" ”

I immediately shook my head, but Weiyi's eyes kept on me, as if he wanted to see through me.

"Regarding Wang Jianming, Fang Yu, and the mastermind behind the scenes you want to investigate, you must be full of doubts." Wei Yi sighed: "I will tell you everything I know." ”