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Chapter 92 The torment of the soul

On the afternoon of the heavy rain, I was busy at the construction site of the factory in the north of the village. My father went to find me. He first walked around the construction site alone, and then called me to the wheat field outside the construction site. At that time, the wheat

It had just turned green and could not cover our feet. We sat down on the ridge of the field.

My dad threw me a cigarette, and I took out the fire and lit it for him first, thinking that he must have something important to say when he called me here. That day he actually said something that made me feel the scariest thing in my life.

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"Wen Liang, is my 2 million real?" His voice was calm at first.

"Yes, I've checked it out." I knew he was setting the stage.

"That's good, you have to do something for me next."

"What's going on?" My heart began to beat.

"Dig a hole for me and then fill it in."

"Dig a hole? You need me to dig a hole. Why don't you just call the excavator?" I didn't understand what he wanted to do.

"No, I can't trust anyone else but you."

"What are you digging a hole for?" I don't think it's a good thing.

"Bury something."

"Bury what?" I started to have a bad feeling.

"people!"

"What? People! Who?" I started to get scared.

"A man worth two million!"

"What do you mean? Where did you get the 2 million?" I felt more and more uneasy. I had already used the 2 million he gave me.

"You don't have to be afraid, you just need to dig a hole and then fill it up." He looked at me with a look of contempt in his eyes.

"You, you killed someone?" I stood up and walked a few steps away from him.

"Not yet, soon."

"No! I can't do it. I'll give you back your 2 million." I turned around and walked back.

"Aren't you going to do the contract you signed?" He stood up and said loudly behind me.

I stopped and didn't look back. I thought it would be okay if I didn't do it. The worst thing I could do was return the money to him.

"I said you can only give me 1 million back out of 2 million, and the other 1 million is for you. Don't you want it?" He walked up behind me and said slowly.

I thought he was joking at the time, but now I understood that he wanted to give me 1 million to help him kill people.

"In addition to this 1 million, if you finish the project, you can earn another 1.5 million, which adds up to 2.5 million. Don't you want it?" He walked up to me, gave me a cigarette again, took out the fire, and helped me

Point.

After this project, I will earn about 4 million yuan. If I give him 1.5 million yuan, I will have 2.5 million yuan left. In addition to the 1 million yuan he gave me, I can actually earn 3.5 million yuan. I hesitate a little, because 3.5 million yuan is my profit for several years.

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"You are my son, can I cheat you?"

"Who are you going to kill?" I asked with inner conflict.

"To tell you the truth, the demolition fees for the five lonely elderly people in our village totaled 2 million. I told the village to send them to a nursing home and hand over 2 million to the nursing home in one lump sum. Encheng will drive them this afternoon.

Send them away and bring their bodies back at night. I plan to bury them in your current construction site. After the house is built, they will never be found."

For the factory I am currently building, the foundation of the factory building has been completed and is being backfilled. If I bury them under there and then build them upstairs, no one will find out. But my heartbeat was beating hard at this time, and I looked in front of me.

This familiar yet unfamiliar father, a sense of fear spread throughout my body, and I said with a trembling voice:

"Five people? Dad, you want to kill five people?"

"What's the difference between five people and one? Coward!"

"No, I don't dare. I don't want money and I won't kill anyone." My body was shaking so badly that I couldn't stand anymore, so I sat on the field ridge.

"Wen Liang, you don't have to be afraid. You don't need to kill people. You can dig a hole with an excavator and bury it after a while." He also squatted down and handed me another cigarette. I didn't reach out to pick him up.

He was smoking, and his body was still shaking.

"Believe me, Dad, I have made arrangements and everything will be fine." He patted my shoulder with one hand to comfort me.

"Even if something happens, it will be Dad's responsibility. You just need to help me take good care of Wen Kai." He handed me the cigarette he had taken two puffs of. I took it and took a few puffs to calm down my emotions.

Slowly stabilize.

"I'm doing this for you. I'm old and can spend a lot of money, but it's not just for our family. I want to leave a little more for you." He sat next to me and put his arm on my shoulder.

"Then, what if people ask about the old people?" I finished my cigarette and my mood became much more stable.

"Don't worry, I told everyone in the village to send them to a nursing home. They have no children. After the demolition, no one will care about them anymore."

With my father's persuasion, I gradually became less afraid. I thought at that time, I didn't kill the person anyway, I just drove the excavator to dig a hole. If something happened, they would be there to take care of it, so I wouldn't have much to do. So.

I asked:

"Buried where?"

"I just took a look. Just the place you backfilled today will be fine. Just dig the hole deeper."

"when will you come?"

"It will be about 9 o'clock. When the workers leave and it gets dark, you start digging the hole."

I didn't speak any more, I took out my cigarette and lit it, and sat there silently. He stood up, patted me on the shoulder, and went to the village.

It got dark very early that day, and it started to rain after dark. I didn't eat dinner, and I was so congested that I couldn't eat anything. I started the excavator and started digging the hole. Since it was filled with soil that had just been filled today, at the beginning

It's easy to dig, but it starts to get a little harder when you get to the bottom. Although it's still early, I'm still a little anxious. I want to dig the hole deeper, and even deeper. In my heart, I may feel that the deeper I dig, the more I can dig.

Peace of mind.

After I dug the hole, I sat in the excavator and turned on the light to illuminate the hole in front of me.

I remembered the scene when my father taught me how to swim when I was a child. He helped me swim to the deep water and then let me go. He hid aside and watched me struggling in the water. Just when I thought I was about to die,

Only then did he reach out and pull me out of the water. I grabbed his arm tightly and dared not let go, for fear that he would throw me into the water again. He waited for me to catch my breath, and then threw me away again. In this way, I learned

I wanted to swim. But I never wanted to be close to him again.

I thought of the five old people in the village. I recognized them and their names. When they saw me, they called me Xiaoliang affectionately. Thinking of this, I operated the excavator and started filling the hole. I quickly filled the hole I had just dug.

After filling it in, I drove the excavator up to compact it, and then I cried loudly in the excavator. I cried for a long time, and then started digging the hole again with tears in my eyes.

At around 8 o'clock, he came. He stood by the pit and looked at the pit I dug without saying anything. He was wearing a military raincoat, and I recognized that the raincoat was the one he brought back from the army. He was just like that

He stood by the pit, motionless, like a pillar. I sat in the cab and looked at his figure, feeling that he was like a ghost.

At around 9 o'clock, a van drove in from outside. Seeing him standing there, it parked the car directly next to him. I didn't dare to look at what he was doing. I lowered my head and used my eyes to

I watched his movements from the corner of my eye. He finished his work and waved to me. Seeing the way he waved in the rain, I thought he was a devil.

After that was done, I fell seriously ill and lay in bed for a week before I got up. From then on, I tried not to go home because I didn't want to see his cold face.

After the project was completed, I paid him 2.5 million as agreed in advance. I did the math, and with the 1 million he gave me, I earned a total of 3.82 million. But I regretted it very much. I would rather not earn it.

I don’t want to go through what happened that night with the 3.82 million. If I don’t do this, my money will be slower, but my heart is peaceful. If I work hard, I will earn this sooner or later.

3.82 million. But I don’t have to suffer the torture of conscience every night.

I didn’t like drinking before. I thought drinking was too much of a delay. But after what happened that night, I couldn’t sleep without drinking. I had to get myself drunk to sleep peacefully, but even when I was drunk, I couldn’t sleep.

I could only sleep for a while, and when I woke up in the middle of the night, I couldn't sleep anymore. The scene of that rainy night kept flashing in my mind. The bodies of five old people fell into the pit and made a splashing sound, which always lingered in my mind.

Beside the ear.

I later started taking sleeping pills, and now I have to rely on sleeping pills to fall asleep every night. During the more than half a month of my escape, I couldn’t fall asleep even if I took sleeping pills. Any movement outside would wake me up. I

I live a life of fear every day. I dare not go out, dare not go to the street, dare not buy anything. I feel frightened when I hear the sound of a police car, and I quickly run away when I see people in police uniforms. Even if I see the police on TV and mobile phone

, would make me break out in a cold sweat.

I longed to escape and I also longed to be caught.

After you went to see my father that day, he didn't expect that someone would investigate the matter 15 years later. He was very scared, and he was completely different from when he was young. I think it might be because of his age.

He called me three times. On the first call, he was panicked and asked me what to do. I didn’t know what to do? I said to him:

"You planned everything in the first place, just do whatever you think you should do."

On the second phone call, he told me that he had arranged for Guo Encheng to eliminate the Korean army who knew the situation at first. After eliminating the Korean army, as long as the police did not find the body, there would be no conviction. He told us to keep the secret, and we must not

Reveal the burial location.

On the third call, he told me to be prepared and to run away immediately if a body was found.

Since then, I have been paying attention to the news about Guo Encheng and the factory. I knew the news the night Guo Encheng was arrested. I drove out to stay overnight that night. When I saw that there was no movement the next day, I returned to Guizhou.

An. I know that Guo Encheng will not tell anyone about the corpse. He is a murderer and should be more afraid than me.

Many of my workers lived in the tube building of the factory. On the first day you went to explore the yard, they told me they were looking for gold, so I knew something was wrong. That night I hitched a ride and left Gui'an.

When Xu Zhiguo told this, his tense forehead relaxed. His whole figure had been stripped of muscles and bones, and he sat slumped on the chair in the interrogation room.


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