"She's an old friend of mine. I want you to meet her." Sizhao stood up and pushed the wheelchair at the door in front of Song Zhixia.
There was an old woman sitting in the wheelchair. Her stiff neck seemed to be unable to move on its own, and her head was tilted to one side, almost close to her shoulder. Her eyes were dull and she muttered some words that were inaudible.
, her mouth that was always half-open was also crooked, and drool flowed down the corners of her mouth. Due to her long-term inability to move, her limbs showed signs of atrophy, and were as slender as dead branches.
"I don't know who she is and I can't see what she looks like. Why did you let me see her?" Song Zhixia asked nervously.
"You can't see her, but you can feel her." The squeaking sound of the wheelchair began again. Sizhao pushed the woman very close to Song Zhixia. The woman was thin.
The skinny legs touched Song Zhixia's body.
Song Zhixia didn't know what Sizhao was planning. She instinctively backed away and leaned back. "What exactly do you want to do?"
"I just want you to understand how many evil things you icv have done. I want you to remember that no matter how much you and your parents pay, you are not qualified to defend or complain. Even if you die thousands of times
, it can’t make up for the pain you have caused to innocent people!” Sizhao said angrily.
He suddenly grabbed Song Zhixia's hand and dragged her to the old woman's feet. "You touch her hand and feel her face again! She is only in her early forties, but she is as old as
She is an old lady in her seventies or eighties. Moreover, her body is paralyzed, her mind is damaged, and she cannot even take care of herself. This is all because of you! She became like this because Guimu wanted to let a living person test the medicine!"
Sizhao's voice suddenly rose, and his tone became more and more excited.
Song Zhixia was forced to touch the woman's wrinkled face, her hands kept shaking. "It's none of my business, I don't know her, I don't know her at all!" She suddenly broke away from Si Zhao and pushed away in panic.
She opened the wheelchair in front of her and crawled to the corner of the room. She couldn't see the surrounding situation, and in her panic, she accidentally bumped into a solid wall. She covered her head and groaned, leaning against the wall tremblingly.
Sitting on the ground.
"How come this has nothing to do with you? The blood of those evil men flows in your body, and you have inherited their cruelty and ruthlessness. Besides, you are the executioner they trained, and your hands have long been gone.
It’s clean. So, stop pretending to be innocent in front of me.”
"It's none of my business, it's none of my business..." Song Zhixia trembled like chaff, her head shaking constantly. It seemed that she couldn't hear what Sizhao said, and she just repeated this sentence in a low voice.
Sizhao walked towards her step by step, leaned over and pinched her thin cheeks and said: "Don't be so afraid, I won't let you pay for those who died in vain now. I didn't intend to let you die so early, you
But it’s the last bargaining chip in my hand.”
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When Sizhao returned to the icv, a young guard hurried over and said, "You are back. Mr. Guimu is looking for you everywhere."
Sizhao looked at the mess around him and listened to the painful groans of several icv members, and almost sneered at the corner of his mouth. But he still pretended to be anxious and asked: "What happened today?"
The young guard replied worriedly: "Those guys from the Security Bureau heard about our stronghold from somewhere and came over with a fierce attack. Several of our brothers were seriously injured."
"How could this happen?" Sizhao said, pretending to be surprised, "Where are those people from the Security Bureau now?"
"Mr. Ghost Eyes originally wanted to catch all the intruders, but he accidentally let them escape."
Si Zhao looked at the angry young guard and pretended to be angry: "How dare those people come to our door again and again? They really don't take us seriously!"
The guard quickly urged: "Mr. Guimu is very angry. Please go over and have a look."
"Okay." Si Zhao followed him thoughtfully. Although he didn't show anything on the surface, he was actually very uneasy in his heart. Once their hiding place was leaked, the ghost eyes would definitely suspect that there was something inside the icv.
The inner ghost. He doesn’t know if Guimu has doubts on his head now, and he doesn’t know what the purpose of Guimu’s eagerness to see him is. Does he really want to discuss countermeasures with him, or does he have other reasons?
Purpose?
The young guard stopped at the door of a room, turned around and said to Sizhao: "We're here, Mr. Guimu is waiting for you inside now."
Just as Si Zhao was about to push the door open, the guards guarding both sides of the door stretched out their hands to block his way. One of them took out a tray and said, "Brother, the old rules."
"I'm sorry, I almost forgot." Sizhao smiled and patted his forehead. He took out the gun and knife from his pocket and put them gently on the tray. The guards looked carefully.
Xi searched him and made sure he didn't carry any dangerous items before letting him go.
Si Zhao opened the door and saw Gui Mu standing in front of the window. Gui Mu turned around and gently shook a glass of red wine in his right hand. "You're here. Si Zhao, I really want to ask you why.
Every time ICV is in trouble, you happen to be nowhere to be seen, what a coincidence."
Sizhao looked stern, then showed a flattering smile, and said: "I blame me for slacking off, I always feel that we have people here who are on guard at all times, so there won't be any trouble. I will definitely work hard to help in the future.
You guard the icv. How are you, are you not injured?" He pretended to be concerned.
Guimu said coldly: "I'm very good. It's impossible for a few of these young boys to do anything to me." He stared at Sizhao's face and asked meaningfully: "Why, are you?
Disappointed?"
Si Zhao was a little flustered for a moment, and said with a smile: "I, why am I disappointed? I don't understand what you mean."
Guimu approached him step by step and said: "You took such a big risk and leaked the ICV's stronghold. As a result, those useless guys from the Security Bureau not only failed to kill me, but even lost a hair on my head."
None of them were hurt. Now that I am standing in front of you, you must be extremely disappointed, but you dare not express it, right?"
Sizhao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He secretly clenched his fists, but still tried his best to maintain a calm expression. "Did you listen to any rumors? There must be someone with ulterior motives who wants to drive a wedge between us so that we can fight against each other.
Suspicion has collapsed from within. Mr. Guimu, you must believe me."
