This time, Lin Zhiming stated his purpose straightforwardly at the beginning.
However, Wang Sanbao still sat there blankly, with no other expression on his face, and seemed not to have heard Lin Zhiming's words.
Lin Zhiming was not in a hurry, and just sat there with his legs crossed and looking at Wang Sanbao sideways.
Finally, Wang Sanbao spoke slowly.
"You shouldn't come again. I'm a dying person. Just let me die with all my secrets." Wang Sanbao said.
"Don't blame me for being ruthless. I have some questions that I need your help to answer. Once you have answered them, you can go and die." Lin Zhiming said.
Hearing this, Wang Sanbao suddenly laughed.
"As expected of a member of the Dragon Clan, he is as cold-blooded as ever." Wang Sanbao said with a smile.
"There is no need to be hypocritical. I have no contact with you, let alone any emotion. I just want you to answer some questions for me, that's all. So whether you die or not has nothing to do with me. As long as you
Answer my question." Lin Zhiming said.
"Do you know that from the time you entered this nursing home, to the time you came here, to the time you said these words, your every move was monitored?" Wang Sanbao asked.
"I know that the security guards at the door are different from when I came that day. There must be at least three or four pairs of eyes around here staring at me now." Lin Zhiming said.
"Then you still dare to ask me questions? Aren't you afraid of being implicated?" Wang Sanbao asked.
"I have no interest at all in the matter of the Dragon Clan's Chen Guzi and rotten sesame seeds. I am also sure that my problem will not touch the Dragon Clan's senior officials, so I dare to come to you in such an open and honest manner." Lin Zhiming said.
"Oh? What question do you want to ask?" Wang Sanbao seemed to be interested and asked curiously.
"I just want to ask, Mr. Wei Wang, do you still remember?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Remember, Mr. Wang was once my most capable general!" Wang Sanbao said.
"He founded Dragon Slaying after leaving the Dragon Clan, did you know?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Well, that's his choice." Wang Sanbao said.
"Prince Wei has a crutch in his hand. That crutch already existed when he founded Dragon Slaying. My question is very simple. Where did he get that crutch?" Lin Zhiming said.
Hearing Lin Zhiming's words, Wang Sanbao laughed.
"You also said that the question you asked has nothing to do with the senior leaders of the Dragon Clan. Doesn't this question now touch on the secret of the past?" Wang Sanbao said.
"Huh?" Lin Zhiming raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.
At this moment, Wang Sanbao suddenly stood up.
"You want to know where the crutch in Mr. Wei's hand came from, right?" Wang Sanbao asked.
"Yes." Lin Zhiming nodded.
Wang Sanbao's caregiver's expression changed and he said, "Old Wang, don't say anything."
Wang Sanbao smiled and shook his head, looked at Lin Zhiming and said, "Lin Zhiming, I don't expect you to avenge me. I just hope that one day in the future, you can pull down that hypocrite Chen Hongyu from the top position of the Dragon Clan. Now I will
Let me tell you, where did the crutch in Prince Wei's hand come from? That crutch came from an erased treasure. And that treasure once briefly appeared in the internal data of the Dragon Clan. Now everything about that treasure has been
Erase it, Prince Wei and his men were all victims of that treasure. Decades have passed, and I finally found someone who has the ability to help us rehabilitate. Lin Zhiming, if you want to know more, please search below.
!Hahaha!"
boom!
A gunshot was heard after Wang Sanbao finished speaking.
A ball of blood exploded from the back of Wang Sanbao's head.
The bullet penetrated his head and blew out the back of his head. Blood spurted out and the wall behind Wang Sanbao was covered with blood.
Lin Zhiming sat there and watched Wang Sanbao's body fall in front of him.
He said nothing and remained motionless.
"Old Wang!!" Wang Sanbao's caregiver shouted excitedly.
boom!
Another gunshot.
This caregiver, who had considerable skills, also suffered from brain damage and died on the spot.
Lin Zhiming stood up, looked at the direction where the bullet came from, and just stood there.
No third bullet was fired, and it seemed that the other party knew that the bullet did not pose any threat to Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming picked up his cell phone and made a call.
"Old Chen, you have to give me an explanation for this matter." Lin Zhiming said expressionlessly.
"Come on, I'll wait for you in the office." Chen Hongyu's voice came from the other end of the phone.
Lin Zhiming put away his cell phone and glanced at Wang Sanbao's body on the ground.
He suddenly remembered what Wang Sanbao said before.
"I am a dying person, just let me die with all my secrets."
Perhaps at that time, Wang Sanbao realized that he would die if he told the secret?
Lin Zhiming turned around and left, leaving only two bodies at the scene.
He didn't feel sad or sad, just a little angry.
After all, Chen Hongyu had Wang Sanbao killed without his consent.
Lin Zhiming came downstairs, and as soon as he reached the entrance of the courtyard, a car stopped in front of Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming got into the car and left the nursing home.
This car did not drive to the Dragon Clan headquarters, but to the North Second Ring Road of the Imperial Capital.
Finally, the car stopped outside a small courtyard.
This courtyard does not look as old as the courtyards in other imperial capitals. The entrance has a modern facade.
"Mr. Chen is waiting for you inside," the driver said.
Lin Zhiming said nothing, opened the door of the courtyard and walked in.
The courtyard is paved with marble floors and surrounded by flowers, birds, insects and fish. It looks very bourgeois.
At the end of the yard, a door is slightly open.
Lin Zhiming walked to the door and opened all the doors.
Inside the door, Chen Hongyu was writing with a brush.
Lin Zhiming walked into the room and closed the door.
"I heard that you caused a lot of things at the mid-year meeting of the Illuminati." Chen Hongyu asked while writing.
"It's nothing." Lin Zhiming said, walked to Chen Hongyu's side and took a look at Chen Hongyu's writing.
"Being clear and wise, you can protect yourself; work tirelessly day and night to serve one person."
Seeing these words, Lin Zhiming raised his eyebrows.
"I haven't written so seriously in a long time." Chen Hongyu put down the brush in his hand, pointed at his handwriting and asked, "How is the writing?"
"These words are not grand enough. I seem to think too much when I write, so the strokes of the pen are too tight. I like open and close, unrestrained words." Lin Zhiming said.
"Maybe it's because I haven't written for a long time. I'll give you this calligraphy. Although my calligraphy is not as good as those of calligraphy masters, it is still somewhat valuable." Chen Hongyu said with a smile.
"No reward for no merit. I haven't done anything for the Dragon Clan recently, so I don't want it anymore." Lin Zhiming shook his head and rejected Chen Hongyu.
Chen Hongyu smiled and said, "Most of the time, doing nothing is the greatest credit."
"I would rather do nothing, but I have many ideas and many needs. If I do nothing, it really won't satisfy me." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
Chen Hongyu took a deep look at Lin Zhiming, then turned around and walked to the Taishi chair next to him and sat down.
Lin Zhiming walked to the opposite side of Chen Hongyu and sat down as well.
"Don't investigate further about Wang Sanbao." Chen Hongyu looked at Lin Zhiming and said calmly.
"Actually, before I went to find Wang Sanbao, I really didn't want to dig out the old accounts of the Dragon Clan. Whether you committed crimes or something like that before, it has nothing to do with me, even if Wang Sanbao said some not-so-good things
, I haven’t had any other thoughts." Lin Zhiming said seriously.
"That's good." Chen Hongyu said.
"But the last thing you should do is kill someone in front of me." Lin Zhiming stared at Chen Hongyu and said, "I have nothing to do with Wang Sanbao. Whether he is dead or alive, I will not look twice or say a word.
, but... you really shouldn't kill him like that in front of me. You will make me think that you are warning me, and what I don't like and fear the most is other people's warnings.
Chen, with those two shots, you wiped out all my good feelings for you."
"I don't want to kill him. If I wanted to kill him, do you think he can live until now and say those words to you?" Chen Hongyu said with a frown.
"This is what I look down on you for. You keep cutting off and getting messed up. Since he has caught you, you should kill him early. Why let him live for decades longer while you can't sleep at all?"
Are you sure?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"He and I have a brotherhood after all." Chen Hongyu sighed.
"So I said you are not cruel enough." Lin Zhiming said.
"I was cruel in the end," Chen Hongyu said.
"You are indeed cruel, but the timing of your cruelty is wrong. You want to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, but it happens that I don't like this trick the most. Wang Sanbao is a chicken, I am not a monkey, I am a tiger or a lion. Who dares to scare me?
Just tear anyone apart." Lin Zhiming said with murderous intent on his face.
"So... what do you want? Tear me apart?" Chen Hongyu frowned and looked at Lin Zhiming and asked.
"That's not the case." Lin Zhiming suddenly showed a smile and said, "Wang Sanbao knew that he would die, so he desperately said those words just to make me break up with you. Although he died,
But the intention is sinister. I am not a fool, and I have no intention of being Bao Qingtian. I will not tear you apart. I just need you to answer a few questions. After I get the answers, I will naturally not continue to hold you accountable for the past.
Those bad things I’ve done.”
"Accountability? This word is a good one." Chen Hongyu said with a joking smile.
"What about this deal?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"You showed your aggression when you came here, wasn't it just for this deal? Lin Zhiming, I know you very well. Just ask whatever you want to ask. If I can give you an answer, I will give it to you. If I can't, I will give it to you.
I won’t say much to give you the answer. As for whether we become enemies or remain friends in the end, that’s up to chance.” Chen Hongyu said.
Lin Zhiming smiled slightly and said, "Actually, I still want to be friends with you."
"You look like a profiteer now..." Chen Hongyu said with emotion.