Because of the recent commotion, there are more and more.
Psychic cases have been happening so frequently that the unions and alliances have no choice but to suppress the news and can only speed up large-scale searches in the city.
Even some sewers must be carefully searched and never missed.
Once any unusual situation is discovered, it must be isolated or eliminated as soon as possible.
During this large-scale sweep day and night, on the other side, in the warehouse at the suburban dock.
The flickering light shone on Mr. Chen's cheek.
After stretching his muscles, Mr. Chen breathed a sigh of relief, put down the blood-stained kitchen knife, and walked out of the warehouse.
Outside the warehouse, I saw an old man squatting on the ground, carefully piecing together a photo that had been cracked by the impact.
His expression was extremely focused, as if he wanted to ensure that every detail was pasted in place.
His rough palms caressed the photo, and his cloudy eyes were full of tenderness, as if the woman in the photo in front of him was alive in front of him.
Mr. Chen looked at his expression and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Is this really the star of the union back then, the arrogant Martial Saint with high expectations for the future?
But the only thing that makes me happy is that time has taken its toll on his body, but judging from the previous fights between the two, his old brother's martial arts has not been abandoned because of this.
At least I couldn't beat him without using my overwhelming psychic power.
this is a good news.
It is also an opportunity.
In the many wasted years, he did not drink any more spiritual energy essence, which meant that there were not many toxins in his body.
What troubled him was not the burden on his body, but the hurdle in his heart.
Coupled with the psychic pill that I left for him not long ago, he can break through that threshold at any time as long as he is willing.
Thinking of this, Mr. Chen slowed down his tone and walked to his third brother: "The answer you want is in it. Why don't you go and ask for it yourself?"
The old man didn't respond, his eyes were still on the photo in front of him.
Only after a while did he ask in a very calm tone: "Is it him?"
Mr. Chen nodded silently: "He has confessed that he did what happened back then. The purpose was to prevent the old man of the Wang family from taking office. After all, the political views of the old man of the Wang family are tougher than those who are in office today. If he takes office
, the Houston family may be liquidated!”
There are many things involved here.
The first reason is that the political concepts are different. The second reason is that Mr. Wang only had an only son at that time. Making a fuss about him would have the effect of affecting the whole body.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Because of the incident involving the uncle of the Wang family, Mr. Wang almost risked his political future and wanted to protect his unfulfilled only son.
In addition to the Houston family, there are also several scattered small families who are behind the scenes, fueling the flames and manipulating public opinion.
"My sister-in-law was mind-controlled at that time. She walked into the fire escape and fell down. The person who hired the murderer was Lucius, and the executioner, we just happened to recognize, black gloves!"
When I heard the words black gloves.
The old man wiped his hand on the photo and suddenly paused.
Yes, that makes sense.
Black Gloves, who was a union instructor at the time, knew best their background information and the anti-theft monitoring facilities in each household.
As an instructor, he is best at arresting and tracking people. Likewise, he is also the best at committing murders.
No evidence was found at first, and even after searching the surrounding surveillance cameras and experts who were good at divination and tracking, there were still no clues.
The only people who could do this at that time were instructors called Black Gloves.
"This guy has disappeared without a trace since the last big commotion in S City, but sooner or later I will catch him." A cold light flashed in Mr. Chen's eyes.
As long as he is caught, he will do whatever it takes, even if it means asking Ding Xiaoyi for help.
But right now, what he is more concerned about is the knot in his old brother's heart.
"He's inside, you can go in now and chop him with a knife!"
"Chop him?"
The old man slowly raised his head and looked at his fourth brother.
The man in front of him is younger than himself. Although he has not become a disaster spirit, his strength is already astonishingly strong.
There was a murderous intent flashing in those eyes. Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but feel a lot of comfort in his heart.
He was not interested in the old guy in the warehouse at all, but he was more curious: "Is there really a ghost after death?"
Mr. Chen's heart skipped a beat, what he feared the most was this sentence.
He hesitated for a while before nodding: "Yes, it's very big, but there may not be a sister-in-law inside, and even if there is, you may not be able to reunite."
What he was most worried about was that his third brother couldn't think about it for a while.
But since he had appeared in front of him, and appeared in an incredible way, there should be an answer to everything, and he didn't want to deceive his brother about this.
"Then have you seen big brother?"
He continued to ask.
Mr. Chen shook his head.
"Got it!" After getting the answer he wanted, the old man slowly stood up and looked at the rising sun in the distance. The sunlight illuminated the clouds in the sky into a red color.
"It's almost dawn!" After saying that, he looked at Mr. Chen.
Mr. Chen was looked at by his third brother and nodded uncomfortably, but he didn't know what it meant. He could only nod along and said: "Yes, it's about to dawn."
Seeing this, the old man frowned slightly and said in a serious tone: "It's dawn!!"
"Yes, I know."
Seeing that Mr. Chen still didn't understand, the old man had no choice but to say: "Can't ghosts not see the light??"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Chen's expression suddenly became strange.
Scratching his head: "It seems... ok!"
"hiss!!"
The old man took a deep breath: "I knew that the ghost stories my grandfather and others told were all lies!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the warehouse behind him. As he walked, he said without looking back: "Go back, the dead will do the dead's things, and the living will do the things of the living."
After hearing this, Mr. Chen realized that his feelings were trying to drive him away.
He muttered: "If you want me to get out, you would have told me earlier, and I would have spared you a lot of trouble!"
But as I said that, I felt a lot more relieved.
Being able to say this means that even if his third brother's heart knot has not been opened, it has been half opened. At least what he is worried about will not happen.
Now that I have solved the knot in my brother's heart, the rest depends on my brother's own choice.
He didn't stay any longer. After all, even though he took two days off, he might go back early, but he should go back early. He couldn't let kids like Datou eat instant noodles all the time.
Thinking of this, Mr. Chen took out a piece of money and quickly lit it.