Jiang Zhihao smiled lightly and said: "The answer to this question is not difficult to think of. He didn't tell it, just because your family has problems. If he told it, everyone would know that the judge comes from a family that deserves death.
She is a remnant of that family and a sinner! To put it bluntly, even if you betray the organization, he just wants to clean up the family quietly, but does not want to damage your reputation. Is this a kind of protection? Or
, a kind of heart-wrenching love?”
Jiang Xinyue's expression became more complicated when she heard this. This answer was also her idea.
Apart from this reason, is there any other reason why the leader could not reveal the reason for her betrayal until his death?
In Jiang Xinyue's mind, she recalled her days in the organization.
When she first joined, she suffered a lot, but it was all training she was willing to endure.
No one would bully her. During the training, everyone was like a devil, but after the training, they all gathered around her and asked her for help.
This organization is full of killers, but it is completely different from other killer organizations.
Their ruthlessness, their tricks, and their cunning are all only used against their enemies and never against their own people.
Everyone in the organization can safely hand over their support to their peers without worrying about whether they will cheat them for some benefit.
Jiang Xinyue suddenly thought of the disbelief in the eyes of the person who killed her mother when she personally chopped off the head of the person who killed her mother at the moment she chose to betray her.
The pain in his eyes was not because of injury and death, but because he saw a girl who was once like a sister swinging a knife at him.
At that time, Jiang Xinyue didn't think anything was wrong. Although she was a little depressed, what she thought more about was that her mother's revenge had finally been avenged.
Now that she calmed down and recalled the original scene, her hands began to tremble.
It wasn't just that one person who died in her hands, there were also two others who had been with her day and night.
When his knife penetrated their vital parts, the look in their eyes that they turned back to look at was something Jiang Xinyue would never forget.
At this moment, she was shaking all over and took a few steps back.
She suddenly felt that she had done something wrong.
The images of her elder brothers, uncles, and sisters taking care of her in every possible way kept repeating in her mind.
On the day of betrayal, everyone looked at me in disbelief, and they were repeating themselves.
These images intertwined with each other, making her eyes red, and she suddenly shouted hysterically: "I did nothing wrong! They killed my mother! They killed my grandparents! They killed so many people, why can't they be killed!"
"No one said you were wrong. It is natural for you to seek revenge for your family. But on the other hand, they did nothing wrong because they had their own reasons for killing people." Jiang Zhihao looked at this woman who was almost crazy with desire.
Said: "The mistake is that you met. You remember the good things they did to you, but you were blinded by hatred. But I think they didn't blame you. They hunted you because you betrayed yourself.
Your companions must die. But they can understand you, so they won't tell anything about you. Compared with your current conflicts, I think the most painful thing is those who want to hunt you down."
"Are they suffering? What do they have to suffer for? They..."
"If one day you were to kill your father, wouldn't you feel pain?" Jiang Zhihao asked.