The sky is hazy and drizzle is falling, like the sadness suppressed in the heart, thickly permeating the sky and unable to dissipate...
A hearse, a cemetery, and a priest in black clothes.
In the crystal coffin, Zhou Xiaoya looked as quiet as if she was asleep. The makeup artist applied a light layer of blush on her, and her pale face gained a hint of life. She is a woman who loves beauty, and Lin Kun specially asked the makeup artist to apply it to her.
Beautifully made up.
Everyone at the scene was wearing black clothes and stood silently and solemnly with expressions on their faces. After paying homage to the deceased's last appearance, the pastor read out a eulogy, praying that the Lord, who is compassionate and compassionate, would bring his confused child back to his hometown.
Zhou Xiaoya's parents arrived at the scene. They are already over fifty years old with gray hair. The countryside does not support people. City people in their fifties look very young, but country people in their fifties look younger.
Too old.
The one who cried the loudest was Zhou Xiaoya's mother. Her daughter had been their pride for a year. She was born beautiful and good at studying. She was admitted to a prestigious university, married a wealthy foreign husband, built a new house for her family, and gave
Her father bought a car, which was a rare item in her remote hometown, where there were only ten cars in total.
Ever since Zhou Xiaoya graduated from university, her sister's education has never been paid for by her family. Whether it's for her use or clothes, she, the older sister, has provided everything.
Both parents are honest country people who have made a living by farming all their lives. Their only pride is that they have raised two smart and beautiful girls. As a result, the eldest daughter did not disappoint them. Although she fell in love with that poor boy Lin Kun when she was in school,
But in the end, fortunately, she repented and broke up with him after entering high school, which made the two old people feel at ease.
This honest country couple still don't know to this day that the poor boy they looked down on in the past has become a well-known figure in Zhonggang City. In the eyes of their countrymen, Zhonggang City is like an imperial capital.
In existence, the prosperity and prosperity are all gathered by rich people, and ordinary country people cannot survive at all.
The only eldest daughter they were proud of, who brought wealth to the family, passed away at such a young age. The white-haired girl was given away to the black-haired girl. This made the two old people's hearts full of holes, even after receiving this bad news.
, Zhou Xiaoya’s mother fainted from tears on the spot. As for Zhou Xiaoya’s father, like all country people, he has the unyielding backbone of a farmer, and he is born with masculinity in his bones. But after hearing the bad news, he burst into tears.
suppress.
As for Zhou Xiaoya's sister, she is equally beautiful as her sister, but unfortunately she is not as hard-working as her sister. Her grades have always been above average and she has never been as outstanding as her sister. Ever since her sister graduated from college, her life has changed dramatically.
Change, no longer need to wear those old clothes, no longer need those simple stationery
She had always worshiped her sister as an idol in her mind, and she wanted to be a woman like her sister. But now the tall image that stood in her mind completely collapsed with the bad news, and her whole person seemed to have been separated from her soul.
Likewise, standing in front of her sister's coffin and looking at her sleeping sister in the crystal coffin, her tears have dried up.
"...and rest in peace."
After reading a large eulogy, the pastor closed the big book in his hand and announced in a deep voice.
"daughter……"
"Daughter..."
"sister……"
"Xiaoya..."
…
There was a sudden burst of crying at the scene. Lin Kun stood quietly outside, with tears on his face under the hazy sky. Among the people present were relatives of Zhou Xiaoya's family, her past friends, and some from the university.
High school, junior high school classmates
Lin Kun asked Long Daxiang to arrange for people to bring Zhou Xiaoya’s relatives to the countryside. Originally, Zhou Xiaoya should be buried in the countryside, but the rural people are traditional and superstitious. Coupled with customs and habits, unmarried daughters cannot be buried in the countryside.
Buried back.
The cemetery in front of him is the best cemetery in Zhonghong City, with its back against the green hills and facing the sea. All the funeral expenses, including the cemetery, were all paid for by Lin Kun. He felt guilty for Zhou Xiaoya in his heart. This guilt suppressed him.
He couldn't breathe. If he hadn't refused so simply, Zhou Xiaoya's heart would not have been hurt, Zhou Xiaoya would not have been used by Onizuka to ask Chu Jingyao out, and the following series of things would not have happened. Even if it happened
It has nothing to do with her either.
Parting in life and farewell in death.
After the crystal coffin was buried, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, and heavy rain came, shrouding the whole place in a breathless haze. The cries of relatives and friends struggled in the sound of rain, like countless deep sorrows fighting against the sky.
God, why would you let such a young life perish?
God, why do you make so many people sad?
God, have you ever considered the feelings of your parents who are over 50 years old?
God, why are you so cruel...
Such a beautiful woman, such a vivid life, such a filial child, such a...
Zhou Xiaoya's mother was carried into the hotel. She was exhausted from crying. Her whole body was wet with tears and rain. There was blood in her eyes from crying. Her heart was already broken. Her sky was falling.
, her life was extremely hopeless at this moment.
Zhou Xiaoya's father walked into the hotel with the support of his young daughter. He looked almost like a normal person, but his lowered head was shaking all the time. There were one or two tears everywhere he walked, and the tears ran down his old cheeks.
Sliding down, with his perseverance for most of his life, destroyed the glory he was most proud of for most of his life, and a man's heart was broken.
Zhou Xiaoya's younger sister, Zhou Xiaoyu, could no longer cry. In addition to deep sadness, there was also unexplainable hatred in her red eyes. She hated the person who took away her sister's life, and she hated those who had hurt her sister.
That person, she doesn't care how difficult life will be without her sister, but her inner obsession is revenge!
The police have concluded the cause of Zhou Xiaoya's death. According to the police's explanation, Zhou Xiaoya teamed up with criminals to kidnap Chu Jingyao. However, at the last moment, her conscience discovered that in order to protect Chu Jingyao, she was stabbed in the vital part by criminals, and the criminal was later killed.
Lin Kun gave the hand blade.
This conclusion sounds easy, but no one could have imagined the dangerous situation at that time. The so-called criminal was not an ordinary criminal, but a celebrity in the Southeast Asian mercenary world, Onizuka, who was nicknamed the First God of Death.
Some words that are too sensitive are deliberately avoided by the police in order not to cause an uproar among the public. There are also some things that are too detailed that the police cannot investigate. Those things can only be mastered by the National Security Bureau.
Lin Kun returned to Villa No. 7 and locked himself in the room. The heavy rain outside the window continued, and the sea in the distance was covered with mist. At this time, no matter what kind of scenery he looked at, it was inevitably associated with sadness.
The sadness became everything in front of him.
The memories surged like the fiercest waves on the sea, beating his long-calm heart. He was used to seeing life and death on the battlefield, and he had long taken life and death lightly. At first, he would cry when he saw his comrades falling beside him. Later, he would cry.
I'm so numb that I can't feel anything. If there's a war, there's going to be death. Today it's a comrade who dies, but tomorrow it might be me, so there's nothing to be sad about.
But Zhou Xiaoya's death was different. She didn't die on the battlefield, but in his life. If it weren't for him, if it weren't for his appearance, she might have lived well and lived in her own way, no matter what
Fallen or not.
Smoking cigarettes and drinking wine, he recalled the past in his mind. The time in the countryside was the most beautiful time for him and Zhou Xiaoya. At that time, the young hearts were pure and untainted, like the clear water in the mountain stream. They
It was love at first sight. At that time, he really thought that she would be his only partner in this life. In that small world where men farmed and women weaved, he would try his best to prevent his wife and children from suffering, but it was a pity...
The sky is not just such a small piece, the depth deep in a person's heart is even more vast than that day.
Boom, boom, boom.
There was a knock on the door of the room. It should be Chu Jingyao. Lin Kun did not respond. He just wanted to be alone for a while, not listening or thinking. He didn't need anyone to comfort him, so he just wanted to be alone.
Let me cry in this sadness.
"Lin Kun."
It's not Chu Jingyao, it's Lu Ting. "I have investigated the detailed information about Onizuka. He and Cheng Yaotian don't know each other at all, and they have never had any intersection. This time, besides Cheng Yaotian, someone else kidnapped Jingyao.
A mastermind behind the scenes.”
Lin Kun looked towards the door with eyes red from crying. Zhou Xiaoya was dead. He would never give up just because Onizuka was killed. Including the person behind the kidnapping of Chu Jingyao was also inextricably linked. He must do this.
Pay the price.
squeak……
The door opened, and Lu Ting was immediately startled when she saw the listless Lin Kun with blood-red eyes in front of her. The Lin Kun in front of her was as decadent as a ghost. It was hard to imagine that the former heroic and idle Mobei Wolf King could actually
So decadent.
Lu Ting went to Lin Kun to pour a cup of hot water, sat down and said: "The deceased has passed away, and those who survive must mourn and adapt."
"Yeah." Lin Kun lowered his head, holding the water glass in both hands and nodded.
"Cheng Yaotian wanted to kidnap Chu Jingyao for blackmail because he owed a huge loan shark. As far as I know, he blackmailed Chu Xiangguo for one billion. Later, after learning that Onizuka was killed by you, he immediately disappeared.
Already."
"Who is the other chief?" Lin Kun asked in a hoarse voice.
"It's a man named Wang, a boss in Macau who specializes in making money from loan sharking. Onizuka is his subordinate."
"Have they left Zhonggang City now?"
"Probably not. As soon as something happened at Jingyao, Director Chu has already contacted the police, and all entry and exit in and out of China and Hong Kong City will be strictly checked. Not even a fly will fly out easily."
"What's going on with Onizuka? Isn't he the number one god of death in the mercenary world in Southeast Asia? How could he be willing to succumb to the man named Wang?"
"According to my investigation, Onizuka was poisoned by an insect in an operation. There is a small parasite in his body. This small bug will give him superhuman strength, but at the same time he must live for a long time.
Take an expensive drug to restrain him, otherwise those bugs will over-reproduce and eat him whole. If he doesn’t want to die, he can only restrain himself with drugs, and the man named Wang is a big money tree, Onizuka
All the medicine expenses are provided by him."
"That's it." Lin Kun said in a tired voice.
"Have you ever seen that little bug?" Lu Ting asked in surprise.
"Um."
"It seems that the rumors are true. Southeast Asia is really a weird place." Lu Ting sighed.