Chen Guodong looked dazed, but he quickly reacted and murmured to himself,
"No wonder, this girl has always been mysterious recently. Not only has she been hiding from her family, she is also frantically selling off her properties. It turns out that she has long been..."
Halfway through the conversation, Chen Guodong became angry, punched the desk and said, "Why has she kept hiding such a big thing from me?"
"Because I asked her to hide it."
Without looking back, Liao Fan walked towards the corridor and said, "Prematurely exposing the information of the end of the world may not be a good thing. It will not achieve any benefit except causing panic in the world. In the same way, I also hope that you can
Keep this secret as long as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liao Fan had already pushed open the window at the end of the corridor, jumped straight into the air.
"That's the rooftop, you..."
Chen Guodong was startled, and hurriedly followed Liao Fan in the direction of jumping out of the window. But when he came to the window, Liao Fan's figure had shrunk, clinging to the wall like a gecko, and disappeared into the snow.
Although Chen Guodong didn't know how he did it, he also knew that Liao Fan had arrived safely on the first floor.
"Haha, it seems that this guy sneaked in here silently in this way."
Chen Guodong gave a wry smile, shook his head, then looked at the pile of gun parts on the ground, his eyes blank, his body slumped on the seat, and murmured,
"How can there be such a person in this world...Besides cooperation, do I have any other choice?"
Chen Guodong's mind was in a state of confusion, with all kinds of absurd thoughts flashing through his mind. At this moment, he heard footsteps coming from the stairs and reports from his close subordinates, "It's not good, Director, our guard post was attacked. The man on duty downstairs
My colleague was knocked unconscious. It seems like someone sneaked into this office building..."
"It doesn't matter, as long as no one is hurt, there is no need to pursue it any further."
Chen Guodong shook his head, glanced at his subordinates who were rushing over, and said.
"Director, are you... okay?" The subordinate who came to report was stunned, keenly aware of the trance on Chen Guodong's face, and asked cautiously.
"It's okay. Immediately notify the people outside and ask them to stop pursuing Liao Fan. At the same time, stop investigating those mysterious incidents. Call all the senior officials over. I want to hold a secret meeting."
Under the astonished eyes of his subordinates, Chen Guodong slowly stood up again, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and regained his seriousness on his face.
…
Late at night, three o'clock in the morning.
When Liao Fan left the police conference room, he did not immediately return to the underground safe house. Instead, he continued to carry the tool box and walked towards a small villa in his memory.
Heavy snow continued to fall from the sky, making the roads icy and covered with thick frost.
He stepped on the ice, his steps were relaxed, and he looked around at everything outside the villa, with a bit of complexity flashing in his eyes.
This was his home in his previous life.
Once upon a time, Liao Fan spent a complete and happy childhood here.
At that time, his parents were still alive, and he and his sister were not kicked out. Life was so peaceful and comfortable.
It's a pity that this place no longer belongs to me.
He silently walked to the villa, bypassed the surveillance camera, adjusted his breathing, took a run, easily climbed over the wall, and landed in the backyard of the villa.
It was late at night, but the lights in the villa were still on.
In the hall, a middle-aged couple was sitting.
The man was very tall and luxuriously dressed in a silk nightgown, but his face was very haggard.
The woman looked at the clock on the wall impatiently and asked the man, "Zhiyuan, it's so late, do we still have to wait?"
"You have to wait no matter how late it is. How can you sleep until you find out the truth about your son's disappearance?" Liao Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and stared at the night outside the window with a sinister look on his face.
Seven days ago, his son Liao Fei disappeared unexpectedly and completely lost contact with his family.
After receiving the news, the couple went to the development zone to try to find traces of Liao Fei, but were stopped outside by a group of police.
Through questioning, Liao Zhiyuan finally learned that his son was probably involved in a mysterious massacre.
Just when the couple found it difficult to accept, they received a call from a "relative" they had not contacted for a long time.
The person who called was naturally Liao Fan.
He told the couple that he knew the truth about the mysterious incident and would visit them tonight to tell them what happened.
When they first received the call, the couple was still very confused, but in order to confirm as soon as possible whether their son was really dead, they agreed.
At this moment, the couple was sitting uneasily in the living room, waiting for Liao Fan to appear.
"Tell me, will that brat deliberately lie to us?"
"No, this bastard can know the exact time of Liao Fei's disappearance. It doesn't seem like he is lying."
"But why is he so kind? Don't forget, we were..."
"Shut up, it's been so long, don't mention it again!"
Liao Zhiyuan looked irritated and scolded the woman for crying. Just as he was about to stand up, he found that the door had been pushed open.
Liao Fan was standing at the door with a smile on his face despite the cold air all over his body.
"How did you get in?" Liao Zhiyuan was stunned, looking at his nephew who suddenly appeared outside the door, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.
"This used to be my home. Of course I know how to get in."
Liao Fan didn't pay attention to his expression, smiled, stretched, walked to the hall, and poured himself a cup of hot water.
Liao Zhiyuan's face was a little downcast, "Liao Fan, what did you mean by that phone call this afternoon? Do you really know why my son disappeared?"
"certainly!"
Liao Fan took a sip of hot water, then turned his eyes and looked up and down inside the villa.
Five years have passed, and everything in the family is still the same as when he was kicked out.
The difference is that the owner of this house is no longer his parents.
While Liao Fan was silently observing all this, his second uncle Liao Zhiyuan couldn't wait to ask, "What happened in that development zone and why my son disappeared? Tell me!"
Only then did Liao Fan come back to his senses, turned his head again, looked at Liao Zhiyuan's face that was so deep that it looked like it could squeeze out water, and smiled, "Don't worry, before that, I have a few more questions to ask you."
"What's the problem?" Liao Zhiyuan was stunned and his attitude was a bit bad.
This can't be entirely blamed on him. After all, seven days have passed since Liao Fei disappeared. As a father, Liao Zhiyuan will certainly feel anxious.
Liao Fan said calmly, "Before I tell the truth about Liao Fei's disappearance, I also want to know how you planned the car accident five years ago that led to the death of my parents."
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Liao Zhiyuan was greatly surprised. He took two steps back and said quickly, "Your parents' death was an accident. I already explained it back then..."
"Yeah?"
Liao Fan glanced at him sideways and said calmly, "Since it was an accident, how could they leave such a ridiculous will in advance? I will leave all the property to you to take care of, but say nothing to my own children.