Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Truth in the Shadows
On the outskirts of the countryside, the sky was cloudy, the night was getting dark, and the pouring rain formed an impenetrable curtain in the air.
The black sky continued to sink down, and it seemed to merge with the black ground, which was dull and breathless.
A black, old-fashioned sedan with no license plates and no lights drove on the muddy road. The wheels splashed muddy water, and the roaring engine was drowned out by the "whooshing" rain.
A short time later, the black sedan stopped in front of a deserted manor, and from it stepped down an old man dressed in a black classical trench coat, he wore a black gentleman's top hat, and gray hair was faintly peeking out on the sides of the hat.
A flash of thunder and lightning flashed, and the face under the hat suddenly became extremely clear, it was Qi Yang who had left the Huili Hotel.
He calmly walked to the trunk, put the unconscious Zi Moyu on his shoulder, walked to the gate of the manor, and after walking a few steps, he stopped again, seemed to be a little uneasy, and cautiously took out a syringe from his pocket, which was filled with blue liquid.
"It doesn't matter if you're in a real coma or a fake coma, this shot will keep you quiet."
With that, he poked the needle into Qi Moyu's arm and pushed all the liquid in the syringe inside.
The gate of the manor is rusty, and the two iron doors of the folio are covered with semicircular openwork patterns, and the rust-red paint is constantly peeling off under the rain.
"Squeak...... Ga ......"
The shrill sound of the door opening broke the silence around him, and Qi Yang cautiously looked around before closing the door.
There was a black, burned-out villa in the dilapidated manor, and from the ruins, you could barely see its former glory.
Qi Yang walked in from the side door of the villa, came to the ruins of the hall, and opened a piece of rubble garbage, and an iron plate appeared in front of him, with a handle on it.
Qi Yang pulled open the iron plate, revealing a staircase that two people could pass through, and the staircase kept going down, pitch black, and it was impossible to see where it extended.
He turned on the flashlight in his hand, carried Qi Moyu down the floor, and soon came to a large basement, which was full of daily necessities, and it seemed that someone had lived here for a long time.
Qi Yang tied Qi Moyun's limbs to a sturdy iron pillar, brought a chair and sat quietly on it and waited.
After about three or four hours, a violent coughing sound came from the iron pillar.
Qi Moyu woke up with the blood in his throat, his eyes blurred, and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly.
"...... Uproar"
A bucket of icy cold water poured at him, drenching him all over, and the biting chill made him instantly recall some unpleasant things.
"It's you! Old horseman, you are illegally detained! Let me go, or the Federation won't let you go. ”
Qi Moyu struggled fiercely, wanting to show his strength, but he found that his body was like being shackled, and the power of evolution was imprisoned.
"Give up...... Do you think I'll be stupid enough to give you a chance? Qi Yang took out the syringe and shook it, squinted his eyes and said:
"Anaxi Injection Liquid...... Once a very famous muscle stiffness poison, it was later discovered that it also had a function, that is, to suppress all the abilities of the evolutionary in a short period of time. ”
Qi Yang said and took out another syringe from another pocket, and said in a tone that was almost reassuring to a friend:
"I'm afraid you won't be able to calm down, after all, you're a D-class evolutionary, so I gave you two injections, and I don't know if it will cause you any harm."
"You...... You devil! Qi Moyu shouted with all his strength.
"Demons? Whatever, it's time to settle the old reckoning between us. Qi Yang exuded a cold air that was colder than a thousand years of ice.
"What are you talking about? I really don't understand. Zi Moyu's eyes dodged.
"Don't pretend, if I don't get what I want today, you'll ...... It's painful to die! ”
An ice blade in Qi Yang's hand slapped Qi Moyu's face, and his indifferent words made him shudder.
"What? Not to mention! Then let me remind you that one night 15 years ago, you and a friend of yours appeared on a street in Yunfu County, Zhenhai City, and attacked a woman carrying a birthday cake. ”
Qi Yang said slowly, as if he was there.
"There were two knives in total, one was slashed in the back, and the other was stabbed into the heart, and the woman was bleeding profusely and died on the spot." The old man's hands trembled uncontrollably as he spoke, and his voice was full of grief.
He stood up, took a yellow bottle of potion from a drawer, and drew a full syringe:
"I'm sorry, I really don't have the patience to consume it with you, this is a special potion made from the venom of the source bee, which will make people feel very itchy."
As he spoke, he injected it into Qi Moyun's frightened eyes.
"Ahhh It's so itchy...... I can't take it anymore...... No, no...... I beg you...... Kill me...... Please! ”
Qi Moyun was tortured and begged for mercy, all the saliva flowed out, his whole body was bulging, and his skin became red.
Qi Yang squatted in front of him indifferently and asked, "Then are you willing to talk about some of the past?" ”
"Willing...... Yes, I say...... I'll say it all! ”
Qi Moyu nodded again and again, his voice was extremely frightened, obviously he was going crazy from being tortured by the poison of the source bee.
Qi Yang immediately fed him two antidotes.
Qi Moyu felt much more comfortable after taking the medicine, and at this time, he also understood that if he didn't say something, Qi Yang would not stop torturing him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.
Qi Yang sat on the chair, like a judge of the trial, and asked majestically, "Who instructed you at the beginning?" ”
"Wait, can I ask a question?" Zimo looked up.
"Yes, you'd better hurry, my patience is limited."
"How did you find me?"
Qi Yang showed a grim smile:
"Remember that friend of yours? His knife technique of piercing the heart with one move, the strength of the method rotates, and the piercing hole is like a needle, which is the unique skill of the Huang family in the northwest - the Shadow Assassination Knife. The talents of the Huang family's generation have withered, and there are few people who can use that stunt, I found three people in a row, and your friend was not as tough as you, and he quickly said everything. ”
"I see, that idiot, he loved to show off his martial arts at the beginning, but he didn't expect that assassination to dare to leave such obvious traces."
Qi Moyu's heart collapsed, and when he met a pig teammate, he couldn't stand it when the fairy came.
He sighed and began to slowly recall:
"15 years ago, my father died of a serious injury in a martial arts competition, at that time there were a total of 8 people in the family who were qualified to become the head of the family, and there were two people of the same clan who had the highest voice, and I didn't have any expectations for the position of head of the family, but one day, a woman in a black robe came to me and said that as long as I helped her complete one thing, she could help me ascend to the position of head of the family."
"Women?" Qi Yang's pupils shrank, "Who is it?" ”
Qi Moyu shook her head, "She never showed her true colors, but I know that she must belong to the Tenglong Group." ”
"Why are you so sure?"
"I'll talk about that later," Zimo didn't say why, and continued with the words above:
"Originally, I thought she was here to make fun of me, but who knew that on the third day I learned that the most vocal of the same clan had died, and the cause of death was a heart attack! I was shocked that she came to me again in the evening, and this time I agreed to her request to kill a woman. ”
The ice blade in Qi Yang's hand was pinched off instantly, "But why are you looking for that kid from the Huang family?" ”
"I didn't look for him, it was the woman who asked me to act with him, I was probably afraid that I would fail, and there may have been a sense of mutual supervision, in short, we completed that thing smoothly."
Qi Moyu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, licked his dry lips, and continued:
"Later, another member of the same clan also died inexplicably, and then some people began to support me, many of whom had nothing to do with me at all, and I was successfully elected as the head of the family."
"Hmph, didn't you notice any problems?" Qi Yang sneered.
"Of course there is, judging from the situation at the time, the Qi family has been infiltrated for a long time, even if I don't cooperate with her, she will definitely find someone else, and then I secretly investigated and found that my father's death was also full of strangeness."
Qi Moyu fell into a deep helplessness, he has always been like a marionette in the hands of others, and he has never been free all these years.
"Later, that woman would often come to me to cooperate, mainly to transport some illegal experimental equipment, some very special medicines, until I broke through my strength."
Qi Moyu said that the spirit of this place suddenly rose high:
"At that time, the fog realm had not yet come, and I followed that woman, she didn't know that our family also had a peerless shadow step, which could hide itself silently, but because it was relatively chicken, no one in the family learned it, and her reputation was not obvious."
Qi Yang suddenly became nervous, and asked eagerly:
"What did you find?"
Qi Moyu recalled carefully, with a smug look on his face:
"I found out that the woman went to Tenglong Villa, and she didn't come out when she went in! Until the next time she came to me, she thought I didn't know anything, but in fact I had already discovered her secret. ”
"Tenglong Villa...... The people of the Tenglong Group! The mystery in Qi Yang's heart became even bigger.
"Yes, I later found out that those goods also basically went to the companies of the Tenglong Group." Zimo added.
Everything is shrouded in a thick fog in which the truth is revealed, and the real enemy is hiding in the shadows, perhaps already eyeing himself.
Qi Yang's old face did not have a trace of shaking of his heart, and he was still extremely resolute.
"Say, what other details, if it's useful, I can give you a good time."
Zimo smiled, laughing madly, almost nervous.
After a long time, he was crying and calming down.