Yang Jinnian stopped and looked inside again from the door of the room. It was a very unreal feeling, as if the whole room had been replaced by something fake, of course, it was impossible, she tilted her head, every time she entered her brother's room she had this strange thought, which was not good.

She walked in, Zhexuan was not in the room, and she didn't know where she went.

He's been back for so long, and he hasn't seen his brother's room properly.

There were a lot of photography books on his desk, and she knew that he had learned it to take pictures of An Yao. He wasn't good at taking pictures before, but if a man is willing to do something he is not good at or doesn't like for a woman, it should be love.

The drawer of the desk seems to be pulled frequently, and there are some traces of friction in some places.

I don't know what good things my brother hid and didn't let her sister see it. Curious, she opened the drawer and saw the bottle of perfume she had given him.

Haven't used it? It's not like him. In the past, he used to spray the perfume she gave him.

She pulled all the drawers open, only to see a dagger in the innermost part.

Dagger...... Why does my brother have a dagger? There are so many knives in the kitchen, why is he putting a dagger here?

She removed the dagger, and underneath it was a notebook.

It can't be a diary, right? It doesn't seem good to peek into other people's diaries, but ...... I'll just take a quick look.

She flipped through a page of her notebook and found many names and home addresses on it.

No, when did my brother have so many friends? And even the address is so detailed, there are some of them she doesn't know where they are, could it be that they are friends in Winterfell?

I'm afraid not...... Those people are not the right age, the younger brother is in his twenties, even if there is a year-old friend, it is impossible to have so many.

She immediately turned to the first page of the cover of the notebook and saw the signature on it - Lu Xiao.

Who is he? Is it my brother's friend? I haven't heard that he has this friend, and why did he write his name on the cover of the book, so it is easy to mistake the book for Lu Xiao.

For some reason, she suddenly remembered her brother's smile every time he saw his family, and now she remembered that smile...... It's like a fake smile, but it's a deliberate laugh.

No, she felt that something was wrong, and from the moment she entered her brother's room, she felt a series of questions pop up in her mind one after another.

She took a deep breath, locked the door, and looked around the room again, a terrible thought rising in her mind.

Liu Han leaned on the railing of the cloister and quietly stared at the lake, which fluctuated slightly and was not clear.

"The formula is the top priority, if you can't get the formula, the work is meaningless, and only by getting the formula and destroying it can we ensure that there will be no more Phantom Stacks. After several twists and turns, the An Hui finally investigated the information of the withered leaf tiger, his surname is Liu, his name is Liu Zhong, he is about fifty years old, and he has been a skirmish for several years. ”

When he said this, Sun Bo paused, as if to take care of her feelings and did not continue.

When she saw that he suddenly did not speak, she looked at him and motioned for him to continue.

"Liu Han, Liu Zhong...... Is it your father? Sun Bo asked very carefully, and at the same time observed her expression.

"Yes." She replied very simply, her expression did not change, and even her eyes did not fluctuate at all, calmly like a wave of lake water, quiet and distant.

Maybe she knew it from the beginning.

"Does Song Chang know?" Liu Han asked him.

After asking, she realized that she was asking nonsense, Sun Bo came to tell her that this matter already shows that others don't know, after thinking of this, she said: "Sun Bo, I want to ask you, don't tell Song Chang about this matter." ”

"Don't worry, I've only mentioned this matter to you, you don't want to distract Song Chang by doing this, right?"

"That's right." When Sun Bo heard her say this, he already understood, and he didn't speak again.

Liu Zhong - this name is unexpected, but it is reasonable, when he heard this name, Liu Han was not surprised, and his heart was in a very complicated mood.

Liu Zhong is her father, the father who has been missing for many years, and he thought that he would never see each other again for the rest of his life, but he could make people worse, and the next time they met was because he was the leader of the powder trafficker, and she caught him in the name of justice.

She is not filial piety, she has not done a day of filial piety for her father, but now she wants to send him into the abyss with her own hands. She didn't want to see her father suffer, even if he deserved it.

The cold wind enveloped her, she leaned her back against the railing, and a thought in her head was fleeting, and although it was only for a second, she was still frightened by her own thoughts.

No way! He was guilty, and whether he was her father or not, she would definitely arrest him.

She touched the ring on her finger and felt a little warmer.

Capturing him was the right option for her to do.

"Liu Han," her expression was calm, but Sun Bo knew that the more calm the person was on the surface, the stronger the storm in his heart might be. "You have to be happy, aren't you going to get married in two days?"

"yes." She glanced sideways at Sun Bo's resolute and serious face, and silently said "thank you" in her heart.

In his sleep, Song Chang's mobile phone ringtone woke him up. He rubbed his eyes, and his eyes looked at the screen, it was a stranger calling.

In the middle of the night, I should have made a mistake.

He pressed the reject button and tried to fall asleep again, but the bell rang again, and it kept looping, without stopping.

He didn't have the habit of answering unfamiliar numbers, and after thinking about it, he still pressed the call button.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Song Chang, I heard you're looking for me."

"You're the Dead Leaf Tiger!" Song Chang's voice was unusually calm as if he had woken up from sleep.

"Correct."

"Where the hell are you? Phantom Stacks are harmful to people, I advise you to ......"

"If you're trying to persuade me to stop, then this phone call is going to be boring." The voice on the other side was not cold, but there was an inexplicable deterrent.

"It's okay if you don't say it, I'll catch you sooner or later anyway."

"Looks like you're very hostile to me." The other end of the phone snorted coldly, "You can't catch me at all, do you think you can stop me by catching Li Biao?" You think you can sabotage my plans? It's really arrogant. ”

"Well, and then what?" Song Chang's tone did not fluctuate.

However, the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Song Chang, I think you are very suitable for business, let's talk about business." ”

"Then you're going to be disappointed, because we have nothing to talk about."

"Don't you think there's something wrong with it?"

This sentence made Song Chang a little confused: "What's the problem?" ”

"You arrest me, to put it simply and bluntly, if you catch me, you will be paid, and I sell things, isn't it also for payment, since our essence is the same, then why am I wrong?"

"Because what you are doing is illegal, Phantom Stack powder is more than harmful to the human body."

"What is your position on this statement? I didn't force them to buy and sell, they were all voluntary, they couldn't control themselves because they were greedy, what could I do. The voice of the withered leaf tiger was full of helplessness, as if he was making a deal that he couldn't help himself.

"But you can choose not to sell it."

The other end of the phone sneered again: "Your life is going well, of course you don't know the suffering of other people." Everyone should have their own choice, but the reality is often so powerless, many times you don't have a choice, or even have no choice, some things are not something you don't want to do can not do, many times. ”

"Tell me what the hell do you want?"

He seemed to be waiting for Song Chang's question, and he asked, "Song Chang, have you experienced poverty?" ”

The withered leaf tiger's question made Song Chang a little confused, but he still replied: "No." ”

"I guess too, only people who haven't experienced poverty are so arrogant."

"I don't know what you mean by playing pantomime."

"Song Chang, you have too many things to do, although I sell powder, but I also make many people make money, which is a good thing, but because of how many people's financial routes have been cut off by your interference, don't you feel guilty?"

"Guilt......" Song Chang repeated, and after a few seconds, his expression became firm, "I never feel guilty, on the contrary, you should feel guilty, because you are wrong." ”

"Not everyone is as comfortable as you, they don't have enough food and clothing, I gave them the opportunity to make money, I did a good thing, how could it be wrong?"

"I'll tell you what's wrong with you, the fact that you're selling phantom stacking powder is itself wrong, what you're doing is hurtful in itself, it doesn't matter what you think at all, the important thing is that you do something wrong, and if you make a mistake, you have to change it, if you don't change it, the laws of Windy City will take coercive measures against you."

"You are really verbose, and your ideas are not right at all, the so-called legal and political factors you said, those are all human beings themselves to harm themselves, in this materialistic era, as long as there is money, who cares about right or wrong?"

"So you're doing it for the money?"

"Isn't money important? The people in your association are not real police officers, how much money do you make a day? You are still young now, and you don't understand the hardships of being a poor person all your life. Places you can't see, there are many people who have to grit their teeth and persevere and suffer humiliation for the sake of money. ”

"I don't really understand what you mean now, I just know that I'm going to catch you, and you deserve to be sanctioned for doing something wrong."

"It looks like you're not going to do business with me anymore, and what I'm going to tell you is that you can't catch me."

"You don't have to worry about it. I want to remind you that there is still room for redemption if you stop now, if not, then we will have to break the net. ”

"In that case, then I will also warn you," said the withered leaf tiger almost word for word, "and sooner or later you will become them." ”

Song Chang was completely confused: "Who are they?" ”

"They, that's them, and one day you'll be them."

After the ten-minute call, Song Chang looked at the pure white ceiling, and his sleepiness completely dissipated.

I thought that if I found Feng Yuan, I would be able to find the dead leaf tissue along the vine, but just when I was about to arrest him, the news came that Feng Yuan had been burned to death.

After being burned by the fire, the human DNA did not exist, but according to some information they had, after comparison, the charred corpse was Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan is a member of the withered leaf organization, and he was burned to death for no reason, it must not be his own people, but in this case, things don't make sense again.

As for the phone call from the withered leaf tiger just now, it was very mindful, he was a very powerful opponent, which Song Chang had never encountered.