Zheng Zhaoxuan looked at the lost Dean Fan and said: "You have been loyal to Guimu all these years simply because he holds Jiang Li's life in his hands. Now that Jiang Li is gone, it makes no sense for you to continue to be loyal to ICV.
Already."
Dean Fan stared with red eyes, pointed at Zheng Zhaoxuan's nose and trembled: "I understand, you just want to drive a wedge between me and Mr. Guimu, so you came to trick me! Jiang Li must still be alive and well!"
"
"Wake up, it's not me who deceived you, but that scumbag Guimou. He has used you for so many years, but he doesn't take any credit from you. Instead, he uses your granddaughter to be a pawn again and again, for
He risked his life and died. You treat him as your master, but he treats you like ants." Zheng Zhaoxuan smiled sarcastically.
She took out a blood-stained watch from her pocket and put it into Dean Fan's hand. "This is your granddaughter's thing. Keep it well and keep it as a souvenir."
Dean Fan held the watch tightly, tears sliding down her wrinkled face, and falling drop by drop on the dial that was dyed bright red.
Zheng Zhaoxuan walked to the window and opened the curtains a crack. At this time, the street outside was quiet, with no one around. The dim light of the street lamps shone on the trees on both sides of the road, leaving vague shadows on the ground.
Everything looks peaceful and peaceful at the moment, but Zheng Zhaoxuan knows that now, it is just the calm before the storm. "I heard that people from the Security Bureau should have been eyeing this place, Dean Fan, I really want to see what you are going to do."
The golden cicada sheds its shell."
Dean Fan sat motionless on the ground, looking as if he was heartbroken.
Zheng Zhaoxuan gently patted her old cheek and said: "Actually, you don't have to fight to the death. Your sins of more than twenty years have come to an end. How lonely must your granddaughter be alone in the underworld?
Lonely, can you bear to let her go on the road alone?"
Dean Fan whimpered softly, his voice was hoarse and weak, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.
Zheng Zhaoxuan bent down and said urgently: "Why don't you do a good deed before you die and tell me where my biological parents are?"
A sinister and indifferent smile appeared on Dean Fan's face. She gritted her teeth and said, "I told you I don't know. If you really want to find them, you might as well ask the ghosts yourself, you little bastard..."
Zheng Zhaoxuan covered her mouth and stretched out her index finger to make a "shush" motion. "You are on the verge of death, why are you still so ugly when you speak? But I won't share your common sense. After you pass away,
I will burn some paper money for you every year, and our acquaintance will not be in vain."
She looked at Dean Fan coldly, then put on a large hat and mask, and left the room without looking back.
Teacher Sun stood in the corridor at some point. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she quickly hid in the bathroom and locked the door cautiously. She carefully covered her mouth, not daring to say anything.
Voice. Her back was pressed against the wall, her hands were shaking slightly, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.
The children's lounge is close to Dean Fan's room. Just now, Teacher Sun was awakened by the argument between Dean Fan and Zheng Zhaoxuan. She came over sleepily to see what was going on. She thought the two people were arguing.
The women might be Dean Fan and Zhang Wei, but they didn't expect to hear a completely unfamiliar voice at the door.
The young girl seemed to be aggressive and questioned Dean Fan angrily. Teacher Sun's face turned gray and she couldn't help but let out a terrified whimper. If she heard correctly, then Dean Fan was the person from the ICV. This meant to her
It was like a bolt from the blue. She never thought that Dean Fan, who she had been with day and night for more than 20 years, would actually belong to that kind of organization that did all kinds of evil.
What is her purpose of dormant in the orphanage? Could it be that the abnormality of some children in Xiaokang is not due to illness, but related to ICV? Could it be that she has been an accomplice of ICV in a daze?
Zheng Zhaoxuan's footsteps gradually faded away. Teacher Sun clutched the door handle tightly, her heart pounding with nervousness. She opened the door cautiously, glanced at the dark corridor with fear, and then stumbled to the telephone.
next to.
She turned on the desk lamp and carefully dimmed the light, lest Dean Fan would find her outside. She frantically dialed the phone to call the police, listening anxiously to the "beep" sound.
After the call was connected, Teacher Sun said nervously: "This is Wan..."
A hand suddenly stretched out from behind her and quickly hung up the phone. She turned around anxiously and saw Zhang Wei with a smile on her face. "Teacher Sun, you haven't slept in the middle of the night and you are so panicked."
What is Zhang Di doing?"
When Teacher Sun saw that the person who came was not Dean Fan, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. She raised her index finger to signal Zhang Wei to lower her voice, then carefully looked around, leaned into her ear and said, "Zhang Wei, Dean Fan has a problem.
She may be from ICV. We need to call the police quickly!"
Zhang Wei looked at the cold sweat on her face, deliberately showed a surprised expression, and said: "How could it be? You and Dean Fan have known each other for more than 20 years, don't you know what kind of person she is? Why all of a sudden?
Are you getting suspicious?"
"Shh, keep your voice down! I'm not lying to you, just now..." Teacher Sun suddenly fell silent. She seemed to have noticed something was wrong and took two steps back in fear.
Zhang Wei looked dumbfounded and asked, "Teacher Sun, why are you so scared? I won't hurt you!"
Teacher Sun groped for things on the table in a panic, picked up a porcelain bottle and raised it in front of him. "Why did you suddenly hang up on me just now? Is it possible that you are also related to the ICV people?"
"I think you are really confused. Why are you talking nonsense endlessly?" Zhang Wei suppressed her smile, and her expression suddenly became fierce. She stretched out her right hand that had been behind her back, and under her long sleeves
A sharp dagger was revealed.
"You, what do you want to do?" Teacher Sun was terrified and backed away tremblingly.
Zhang Wei held the dagger and pressed forward step by step, with a trace of pity on his face. "I'm sorry, Teacher Sun. We have known each other for so many years, and I really can't let you go. It's a pity that you know something you shouldn't know. For the sake of yourself,
Paul, I have no other choice."
"Don't, don't come here!" Teacher Sun slammed the porcelain bottle in her hand at Zhang Wei, but the other party dexterously dodged it. She hurriedly picked up various things on the table and threw them at Zhang Wei.
, but it didn't hurt her at all.
"Teacher, what are you doing? Did you quarrel?" A little girl came out yawning. She looked at the mess on the ground and asked worriedly. Several other children also heard the commotion outside and started talking.
Walked out of the room.
Teacher Sun quickly shouted: "Stay back, don't come over!"