Inside the offices of the Bureau of Special Investigations

"Lao Du, come and take a look, this is the satellite video taken by our bureau's exclusive perspective satellite."

A middle-aged man took Du Feng to his office, then pressed the play button of the giant high-definition monitor in the room, and then continued to say to Du Feng

"I said, this kid named Ye Yan really has the blood of Old Man Ye back then, this attack is really ruthless enough. That's it, just the power of this thunder on a sunny day, let's not say it's a resentful soul, I guess even a group of resentful souls have to let him be chopped into ashes. Hahaha. ”

After a few jokes, the middle-aged man asked Du Feng again with a little worry:

"But let's talk about it again, Lao Du, is it really good to put him and Yanran together? There won't be any mess. ”

"Although water and fire will clash with each other, if one day the two can merge and complement each other, then it may be the most perfect ending for the two of them." Du Feng looked at the picture playing in front of him and said lightly.

"Decisive killing, extreme kindness, interesting. When these two little guys meet you, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. ”

"That said, it has nothing to do with me. In terms of the means of the two of them and their respective personalities, this should be called 'life'. ”

After returning to H City, Ye Yan and Liu Yanran rested and adjusted for a few days, maybe it was really the arrangement of fate, they actually met at the same time on the same day at a special place in this huge H City.

This special location is not anywhere else, but the cemetery of "Zhang Shimeng"...

The first person to arrive was Ye Yan, who was wearing black clothes at the moment, holding a bouquet of snow-white chrysanthemums and standing in front of Zhang Shimeng's tombstone.

The summer afternoon breeze caresses the earth, as if it is using its temperature to soothe the sorrows of this world.

Ye Yan looked at Zhang Shimeng's tombstone, and stood there straight like this, without saying a word or moving. Because Ye Yan knew in his heart that no matter what he did or did at this moment, there would be no place for that desolate soul within these six realms. And all of this was done by his own hands.

Ye Yan, who was looking at Zhang Shimeng's tombstone at this moment, recalled what Liu Yanran had said to her in the car that day, and asked questions. He couldn't help but feel a little more confused in his heart.

After standing still and thinking for a while, Ye Yan suddenly got an answer in his heart.

"I don't kill for good, I have to kill for the world. If the trade-off is a sin, then I am willing to bear it all. ”

As the answer in his heart floated by, Ye Yan bent down and put the handful of white chrysanthemums in his hand in front of Zhang Shimeng's tombstone, and then turned around and left after saying "I'm sorry" lightly.

Liu Yanran, who watched Ye Yan leave, came to Zhang Shimeng's tombstone with a large bouquet of pale and pure white roses.

At first, Liu Yanran didn't show any sadness, but just looked blankly at the cold tombstone in front of her, as well as the photo of the 19-year-old Zhang Shimeng who was full of happy smiles but was permanently fixed on the tombstone.

With the surging of memories, with the emergence of those scenes of the past that she once thought were beautiful, Liu Yanran could no longer hold back the emotions in her heart. She knelt in front of Zhang Shimeng's tombstone and lowered her head, holding the ground with one hand, caressing the photo on the tombstone with the other and then began to cry incessantly.

That year, she also knelt down to worship the heavens and the earth, that year she also begged the Buddha to ask the immortals, and that year she also watched her mother dying and helpless.

But the difference is that that when Liu Yanran was desperate that year, she moved it, and it also helped Liu Yanran save her mother's life. Later, in the process of getting along with each other day and night, the touch of worldly goodness in Liu Yanran's heart touched it, and they have been together to this day.

"Why, why, why can heaven and earth ruthlessly use all things as dogs to drive them into applause, why even so we still have to protect this cold world. Can't there be a prosperous pure land in this world, and there can be no more mutilation and killing?"

Just when Liu Yanran knelt down in front of Zhang Shimeng's grave and cried out these words like a child, a phantom of an ancient woman who looked like a fairy and was kind and dignified and dressed in splendid silk appeared behind her.

The phantom floated to Liu Yanran's side, caressing the back of her head and saying to her

"Yanran... Events are certain in everything, but heaven and earth are not ruthless, but some lost lambs have gone astray. The extreme path is not the right way... The best is good, but sometimes it also makes you unable to see things for what they are."

"But no matter what, whether it's going to the oil pot, digging out her heart and pulling out her tongue, even if she enters the eighteen abysses, she should have the power to exist in the six realms..."

"Yanran, look who's coming..."

After saying that, the phantom pointed at a middle-aged woman of forty-six or seventeen who was walking towards herself, or towards Zhang Shimeng's grave. That woman Liu Yanran naturally knew, that was Zhang Shimeng's mother!

Recalling what Zhang Shimeng said, Liu Yanran no longer had a trace of good feelings and pity for the lonely woman in front of her.

"Dr. Liu, you're here too..."

"Well, hello Auntie, I just dreamed of Shimeng last night and wanted to come and see her".

Although Liu Yanran was very disdainful of the woman in front of her, she still replied politely.

Hearing Liu Yanran say that she dreamed of Zhang Shimeng, the woman in front of her instantly left tears, crying and chokingly

"Sure enough, it's a dream in the sky, it seems that she really came to me last night, I also dreamed of poetry last night, and she also said thank you to me, this stupid child, I'm her mother, she also said thank you to me. Poetry Dream Said··· She said that she loved her mother, but there was no way to be by her mother's side, she asked me to take good care of myself, she must be my mother in the next life, and then she would take good care of me, like I took care of her when I was a child, teach her to walk, feed her, teach her to talk, fold her favorite but can't afford the little windmill...

"Auntie, you mourn"

Liu Yanran looked at the crying woman in front of her and comforted her, and a trace of doubt rose in her heart.

"Those bad people who hurt her still want to deny and evade the law, but fortunately, I gave up my old face to hook up with the uncle of one of the boys in them, otherwise how could I have evidence to overturn those fallacies in that court! Mengmeng··· Mom can be regarded as avenging you..."

Liu Yanran, who was shocked when she heard this, couldn't help but think of what it said to her just now.

Lost lambs may be pitiful, but when they go astray, they may be more ferocious than wolves·····

Perhaps, everything is really fate.