Volume Five, Chapter 185, First Meeting with the Chief
Volume 5 Chapter 185: First Meeting with the Chief
After more than three hours of turbulence, Fu Nan and his group finally entered the highway stage. Several minibuses that had been prepared were already parked there. After Ling Jie got on the bus, the car drove directly towards the city. Ling Jie felt
I really have no hope of living this time
After getting off, he felt bored while sitting in the car, so he reached out and patted Fu Nan's shoulder. Fu Nan's body was shaken, and he instinctively reacted by attacking Ling Jie. Halfway through the attack, he saw that the person in front of him was Ling Jie.
, she took her hand back, "What's wrong with you?"
Ling Jie smiled at her easily, "Where are you taking me? The car has been driving for nearly an hour."
Fu Nan glanced at him lightly, "What, are you afraid? Are you afraid that I will take you to the deep mountains and forests and kill you?"
When she mentioned the central issue, Ling Jie couldn't help but feel embarrassed and coughed slightly, "How is that possible? I didn't kill at all...I have been afraid of killing people before, but I won't this time. Everyone has to die.
, it’s nothing more than earlier or later, the result is the same.”
Fu Nan was slightly surprised. Ling Jie was the first person she had ever seen who could talk about death so frankly!
"Liu Haitao said he wants to see you. He has been waiting for you for a long time."
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About twenty minutes later, the car drove into the city and stopped in front of an ancient villa in Zhongnanhai. Fu Nan pulled Ling Jie out of the car and walked straight into the gate.
Ling Jie noticed that this villa is estimated to be more than ten years old. It has a style that combines ancient and modern times and looks very old. There are two sentries standing on both sides of the gate, and two large banyan trees that can only be surrounded by four or five people.
, lining up from both sides of the gate, there is a big banyan tree every ten meters, with branches and leaves reaching up to the sky, like a group of open umbrellas, the scene is very spectacular.
Fu Nan was stopped by two sentries. After showing the relevant documents, he still needed to be questioned and verified before he was let go. Ling Jie had to admire that the guards here were really strict. Let's just say that those two sentries were by no means ordinary people.
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Following Fu Nan, he walked through the long corridor and finally stopped at the entrance of a large courtyard. Ling Jie looked around and saw that the courtyard was lined with trees, surrounded by several cobblestone paths, dotted with flowers, grass and small trees.
It's very accurate.
In the middle is a cobblestone avenue two feet wide and about thirty meters long, which only leads to the hall in the center of the courtyard. Today's courtyard is covered with white cloth strips everywhere. It could have been a very elegant courtyard.
At this moment, he seemed very desolate.
"Ling Jie, this is the mourning hall for Master Liu Zhenqing. Liu Haitao is in the mourning hall. He wants to see you, so go in." Fu Nan said calmly, and then sat down on a stone bench in the corridor next to the door.
Ling Jie had no choice but to face the wind and walk towards the mourning hall bit by bit. He saw that the mourning hall was completely dark. Except for the occasional white spots that came out of the mourning hall, he couldn't see anything else. It was this strange place.
, made Ling Jie feel very nervous. Every time he took a step closer to the mourning hall, Ling Jie's heartbeat accelerated by three points. When he walked to the door of the mourning hall, Ling Jie felt that his heart was about to burst out, and he had to put his left hand on his heart.
Then he lifted his right foot, stepped through the door, and stepped in...
Ling Jie felt that he had entered darkness. He also lifted up his left foot and stepped in. His eyesight went dark. It took him a while to get used to it. The light here was not as good as outside. The sun was in the sky today and the yang energy was strong outside. But
As soon as he entered the mourning hall, he felt a cold wind blowing against his face, and his body suddenly became cold, and he even trembled slightly.
The mourning hall is very large, about more than 300 square meters, with white flags hanging on both sides. The majestic wind blows and the cloth strips flutter. In front of the mourning hall is a stepped high platform with many spiritual tablets placed on it, which are probably the ancestors of the Liu family.
In front of the coffin, there was a coffin lying flat. The coffin faced Ling Jie at the door. Ling Jie couldn't help but feel weak when he saw the portrait next to the coffin. Liu Zhenqing on it was very kind...
"You pull it." An old voice broke the suffocating silence in the mourning hall. The voice seemed to come from underground. Ling Jie's body was shaken. He looked for the voice and found that there was something on the cotton kneeling mat next to the coffin.
There is a person kneeling, who is it if it’s not Liu Haitao?
Of course, Ling Jie didn't know Liu Haitao. Although he often saw him on TV, TV is TV and reality is reality. Ling Jie was still not sure whether the person in front of him was Liu Haitao. "I am Ling Jie, and I am influenced by Liu Haitao."
Summoned, sir, may I ask you..."
"I am Liu Haitao." The man stood up slowly and turned to look at Ling Jie, "Come here."
Only then did Ling Jie see clearly what Liu Haitao looked like in reality. Liu Haitao was very haggard. Liu Haitao, who was already a bit older, was in poor health because he was often busy with state affairs. Now that his son died, he was even more sad. He looked straight.
Like an old man struggling before dying.
Walking up to Liu Haitao, Ling Jie bowed deeply and said, "Ling Jie, I have met Mr. Liu Haitao."
The first time he met a person from the family legend, Ling Jie was surprised and happy, and he was extremely excited. In the end, it turned into a word and an action. The panic, fear, and worry in his heart...
"You killed my son, you killed my most beloved son..." Liu Haitao suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed at Ling Jie's head and said word by word, "Do you know what the crime of murdering the chief is?"
Ling Jie said, "I am the one who killed this person. I killed Liu Zhenqing. Please Liu Haitao put me to death immediately."
"Ha, haha, hahaha... I'm going to kill you right now? You're already going to die, so why do you need me to kill you?" Liu Haitao's tone gradually regained its strength, and his person gradually became sharper.
Liu Haitao took out a pistol from the coffin and threw it to the ground. With a "bang" sound, the silver pistol rolled several times on the ground and finally rolled in front of Ling Jie.
"This is a silenced pistol. Just pick it up and bang it on your head to kill yourself." Liu Haitao shouted loudly, then turned around and looked at the coffin, with his back to Ling Jie.
A long sigh.
Ling Jie stared at the gun on the ground carefully. Based on Ling Jie's experience, he judged that the gun was a real gun. It was definitely a real gun, and it was also equipped with a silencer. It would never make any sound when fired... Ling Jie felt very sad.
In chaos, he instinctively reached for the gun, but when his hand touched the gun, a thought that shocked him passed through Ling Jie's mind, "If I take advantage of this opportunity to deal with Liu Haitao, I can escape."
Well...this may be my only chance."
The half-stretched hand suddenly stopped in the air, and Ling Jie was struggling in his heart.
On the other side, Liu Haitao was looking at a mirror at the foot of the altar. Ling Jie's every move was clearly reflected in the mirror. Ling Jie's expression and eyes could be seen clearly through the mirror...
(Eight thousand words have been added, and a total of 17,000 words have been updated today.)