The snow has melted and the sun is shining brightly.
Under the leadership of Zhao Yiran, Yang Ling came to the cemetery with sacrificial supplies.
There was silence all around. Looking at the inscription on the tombstone, Yang Ling gently touched it.
"Mom and Dad, my son is back." Yang Ling choked and said, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing several times. The sound of kowtowing was clear and crisp. Zhao Yiran on the side couldn't help but be shocked when he saw it. It didn't look like kowtowing. , clearly seems to be seeking death.
After burning the paper money, Yang Ling turned to look at Zhao Yiran and said, "You go back first, I want to stay alone for a while."
Zhao Yiran was stunned, nodded, and left.
Without many words, Yang Ling just sat quietly in front of the tomb, smoking.
He smoked and muttered something in his mouth. He just wanted to spend some time with his parents quietly. Blood is thicker than water, but Yin and Yang are separated. The hatred welling up in Yang Ling's heart seemed to solidify the air around him.
Last night, he heard his grandfather Yang Jingtian talk about what happened back then. Although Yang Jingtian did not experience it personally at the time, he could learn from the on-site investigation afterwards that his parents protected him to the death and allowed him to survive. .Great love knows no bounds. I am afraid that no kind of love in the world can compare with the love of parents.
It's a pity that they have been unjustly punished for more than 20 years, but they still failed to find the murderer and still let the murderer go free.
Yang Ling also knew very well that the longer things passed, the harder it would be to trace the truth. But Yang Ling also understood better that if the murderer was still alive, he would definitely do something to him. This was his only chance.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind came.
Yang Ling had quick eyes and quick hands. He reached out and grabbed the flying arrow. This was
The arrow fired from the crossbow was so powerful that it could pierce a person's chest. If Yang Ling hadn't been quick with his eyesight, he would have been a corpse by now.
Not only did Yang Ling have no fear, he was actually secretly happy. If, as he expected, someone really came to kill him, it meant that his guess was correct. The murderer was still alive, and he knew that he had returned.
Yang Ling glanced in the direction where the arrow came from, with a sneer on his lips, and he jumped forward and rushed over.
The opponent failed to succeed in his attack. Seeing Yang Ling rushing towards him, he stood up and tried to
He ran away. Yang Ling was chasing after him, how could he let go of such an opportunity.
I saw two figures jumping in the air and running quickly in the cemetery.
While the opponent was running away, he would look back and fire arrows from time to time.
Yang Ling dodged, with a cold smile on his lips, and shouted loudly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, don't even think about running away!"
While talking, Yang Ling had caught up with the other person and struck him with a palm in the air. He hit the other person on the shoulder and heard the other person grunt. He flew out and fell to the ground hard. Yang Ling leaned on him and raised his arms. Legs pressed against his
Grabbing his throat with both hands.
The other party was unable to move at all, his eyes widened, and there was a clear trace of fear in his eyes.
Yang Ling looked down at the crossbow in his hand and laughed coldly, "If you move again, I will kill you. Tell me, who are you?"
"Humph!" The other party snorted coldly without saying a word.
"Who ordered you to kill me?" Yang Ling asked coldly.
The other party still said nothing, just stared at him coldly.
His reaction obviously made Yang Ling a little angry, and he punched him hard on the bridge of the nose. Immediately, blood spurted out like a fountain.
"Don't think it's okay if you don't speak. I can take you back and interrogate you slowly and make you live or die. I don't believe you don't speak." Yang Ling said coldly.
While talking, Yang Ling stood up and controlled his pulse gate with one hand to prevent him from escaping.
Suddenly, the other party's body kept shaking and fell to the ground.
Yang Ling was shocked and quickly went over to check his breathing, only to find that he was dead. Yang Ling did not expect that he had poison in his mouth. Knowing that he could not escape, he bit open the medicine bag and swallowed the poison to commit suicide.
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Looking at the body lying on the ground, Yang Ling frowned.
This is obviously a strictly trained killer, otherwise, he would not commit suicide so decisively.
Suicide requires courage.
Yang Ling searched him for a while, but found no clues, not even a mobile phone. It seemed that the other party had already prepared for failure. Unexpectedly, after finally waiting for a few clues, it was interrupted again.
Who ordered the killer?
Yang Ling secretly speculated. He had just returned to Yanjing City, and he had not left the Yang family for a day yesterday. Very few people knew the news. I am afraid there were only a few people except the Yang family? Could it be the murderer?
Was it someone from the Yang family, or someone from the Yang family who betrayed the news?
Those people are all people who have followed Yang Jingtian for a long time, whether it is Zhao Yiran or Shen Shiyan. It is naturally difficult for Yang Ling to doubt them. Besides, there is no airtight wall in this world. If the murderer is always paying attention to every move of the Yang family,
It's not necessarily that he won't know the news of his return.
At this point, Yang Ling had no choice but to continue waiting.
He believed that since the other party acted this time, there would be another one. Sooner or later, the murderer would be dug out.
After simply cleaning up, Yang Ling turned around and went down the mountain.
On the way, Yang Ling called Hu Guangming and asked for his address, then took a taxi and drove towards his address. After all, he was also his girlfriend's grandfather and someone who recognized him. When he arrived in Yanjing, Yang Ling
How could he not pay a visit? However, Yang Ling didn't prepare any special gifts, and she was as polite as ever to him.
After arriving at the place, Yang Ling made a phone call.
Soon, I saw Hu Guangming walking out of a teahouse and waved to him.
Yang Ling walked over quickly and said hello.
Hu Guangming smiled and pulled Yang Ling into the teahouse and sat down, "When did you come to Yanjing?"
"I came back early yesterday morning," Yang Ling said.
"You guys don't want to cause trouble in Yanjing City, do you? I would like to advise you, the time has not come yet. Yanjing City is not Jinling and Jiangsu North, the relationship is complicated." Hu Guangming looked at him worriedly.
Hu Guangming loved this future grandson-in-law very much.
Ran also knows his temper.
"I just came back to see my grandpa." Yang Ling said calmly.
"Your grandfather?" Hu Guangming was stunned for a moment, "Isn't your grandfather in Jinling? When did he come to Yanjing?"
"I mean my grandfather." Yang Ling said.
"Your grandfather? Who is it?" Hu Guangming asked in surprise.
This is his future grandson-in-law. Hu Guangming naturally investigated him deeply and knew that he was an orphan. Now, a biological grandfather suddenly appeared, Hu Guangming