Damon was lying quietly on the dissecting table. His expression looked very calm. However, Zhang Baoyou could still see that there seemed to be a trace of unwillingness and helplessness between Damon's brows.
Zhang Liang looked at Damon like this, with no movement on his face, as if the man lying on the autopsy table had nothing to do with him.
However, if you look closely at his expression, you will find that Zhang Liang's eyes have turned red, his fists are clenched tightly, and even his arms are shaking slightly due to excessive exertion.
At this time, there were only four words in Zhang Liang's mind: This is impossible!
Haha! How could Damon die? He is so powerful! In Zhang Liang’s heart, Damon is almost synonymous with omnipotence! Moreover, he used to be an FBI! How could such a person die?
This must be fake!
Didn’t you say that you want to train me into a talent that is famous all over the world? How can you train me if you are dead! You should get up quickly! Get up!
Zhang Liang's fists hit the dissecting table hard. At this moment, a sudden burst of heartache suddenly hit Zhang Liang.
Although the master-disciple relationship between him and Damon only lasted for more than ten days, Damon always assigned him a lot of special training that made him worse than death. However, it was precisely because of this kind of relationship.
This allowed the two of them to establish such a deep master-disciple relationship in such a short period of time.
But now, Damon is dead!
I don't know how long it took, but the door to the room was pushed open again, and Roman walked in.
He looked at Zhang Baoli, who was sitting on the ground with his back against the dissecting table and was lost in thought, and couldn't help but sigh.
Roman covered Damon with the white sheets again, and then said to Zhang Liang: "Let's go!" Then he left the room first.
Zhang Baoan sat there blankly for a while, then he stood up numbly, glanced at Damon whose face was covered by the white sheet again, and walked out of the room.
Following Roman, they came to a place that looked like a conference room. Roman motioned Zhang Bao to sit down and poured him a glass of water.
Zhang Liang did not drink, but just stared blankly at the glass of water.
Roman didn't speak either, so the two of them fell into silence.
After a long while, Zhang Liang finally spoke,
He asked in a hoarse voice: "Who is it?"
Roman looked at Zhang Badan and said calmly: "What do you think?"
Zhang Lianyuan raised his eyebrows and asked: "A-ELEVEN?"
Roman did not confirm, but said: "When we found Damon, he was already dead. He did not tell me who killed him, but from his words, we made a judgment that it seemed that it was Damon.
The person that Meng took the initiative to find!"
"Moreover, there are no external injuries on Damon's body. Our forensic doctor did not find any signs of poisoning after blood tests, so..."
Speaking of this, Roman couldn't help but sigh, and then said: "So, until now, we still don't know what the cause of his death was!"
Hearing Roman's words, Zhang Liangliang finally showed a look of surprise. Although he suspected that Damon was assassinated by A-ELEVEN's killers, Zhang Liangliang himself had fought against those killers, and the behavior of those killers
, although it is very cruel, it does not seem to be so mysterious!
Could it be that someone from A-ELEVEN didn’t do it?
Thinking of this, Zhang Liang couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
Just listen to Roman say: "Damon died... before he left, he left something for you, you can see it for yourself!"
After saying that, Roman seemed to take out something and put it in front of Zhang Baolan.
Zhang Baobao took a closer look and found that it turned out to be a mobile phone!
Zhang Baoliang recognized this mobile phone. It could be said that it once became one of the things Zhang Baoliang wanted most.
That’s right, it’s Damon’s own cell phone!
Zhang Liangliang took Damon's last relic, and while feeling sad, he couldn't help but become confused again.
Why did Damon keep his phone to himself?
At this moment, Zhang Baojun was so confused that he couldn't calm down and think about these things carefully.
So, he turned to Roman and asked: "What are you going to do with his... body?"
Roman said: "Damon has no other family, so... we can only bury him in the cemetery."
Zhang Liang was silent for a long time, and then he said softly: "He
He’s not alone, he also has me as his student!”
Roman glanced at Zhang Baolan, and then he nodded happily and said, "The funeral will be in two days."
Zhang Badan nodded, picked up the mobile phone on the table, turned and left the conference room.
On the way back to the academy, Zhang Baoyou drove the car very fast, which aroused the dissatisfaction of many people. However, Zhang Baoshao didn't care at all. He seemed to want to use this feeling of speed to dilute Damon's feelings.
The grief that death brought him.
Finally, the teaching building of Caston College appeared in Zhang Liang's sight from a distance. However, Zhang Liang still showed no signs of slowing down, and instead rushed towards the teaching building at high speed.
Seeing that Zhang Liang was about to hit the wall of the teaching building, Zhang Liang suddenly stepped on the brakes when he was less than ten meters away from the teaching building.
Accompanied by a harsh friction sound, Zhang Baoli's GTR finally stopped under the interception of the wall next to the door of the teaching building.
Fortunately, before hitting the wall, the car's power basically disappeared. The wall was just the last line of defense to help him stop. Therefore, the teaching building was not seriously damaged.
Sitting in the car, Zhang Bao did not move at all. He just put his head on the steering wheel, lowered his head and remained motionless.
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Liang raised his head. Just when he was about to start the car again and drive back to the parking lot, suddenly, there was a knocking sound from the car window next to him.
Zhang Baoan was stunned for a moment. He lowered the car window and realized that at some point, the blonde beauty had arrived beside his car.
The blonde beauty looked at the place where the sports car was in contact with the wall, and then said calmly: "Remember to hand over the cost of repairing the wall to the college."
After saying that, he turned around and left so coolly.
Looking at the back of the blonde beauty, Zhang Baoan felt another feeling besides sadness for the first time in his heart. He gave a helpless smile and started the car.
Since returning to Castleton College, Zhang Liangliang has locked himself in the dormitory.
At this time, he was sitting at the desk, staring at the table.
There, there was the relic Damon left for him - that mobile phone!