In this situation, I could no longer see any of her beauty, I just felt that everything looked so absurd and evil.

The bloodiness is secondary, and the craziness is the most frightening.

"You're here." Even if she was treated like this, even if her skull was ruptured and the blood was still flowing down, even if her abdomen was cut open and all her internal organs were missing, she was still alive.

I clenched my fists, tried my best to put on a smile that I thought was pretty good, and said, "Well, I'm a little late."

She smiled, a very scary smile, and the sound in her throat was like blowing bubbles in water, gurgling.

That was the sound of blood surging.

"I really didn't expect that she would actually choose you. Alas... I made a mistake, uncle."

I have heard the word uncle countless times, but for some reason, it sounds more pleasant to me when Takahashi Inji calls me that.

I lowered my head and smiled, and then asked, "Have you thought about how to use me from the beginning?"

Takahashi Yinji shook his head hard: "No, it's just adapting to circumstances."

“According to circumstances?”

"Well, I learned it when I changed jobs outside the family for more than a dozen times a year. It was quite useful at first, but unfortunately... I used it in the wrong place."

I suddenly felt a little distressed when I heard this.

"Uncle..."

"Um?"

"do you hate me?"

I didn't know what to say for a moment. It was clear that even the word "hate" had reached my throat and I swallowed it again.

After subconsciously touching my belly, I shook my head and said, "I don't hate it."

"Huh? Is it true? I thought you would definitely hate me... What a pity..." She resented like a little girl whose prank failed.

I was amused by her: "What, you want me to hate you?"

She chuckled and said, "I think you'll feel better this way. It's easier than forcing yourself to forgive me."

I was slightly startled when I heard this and clenched my fists tighter.

"Uncle..."

"Um?"

"I feel... maybe you still have family in this world, but she just doesn't have the ability to come back." Takahashi Yinji suddenly said some emotional words.

I was a little confused, so I asked, "Why did you say that suddenly?"

"Because she asked."

"who?"

"She, that lord, is the old god Yaramus who leads all sentient beings to the land of rest. Didn't that lord ask? What does the meaning of your life have to do with me?"

I was shocked when I heard this and understood everything at once.

It turns out... "Go..." Is this what it means?

"Go." Takahashi Yinsi seemed to be tired. She lowered her head and said, "Uncle, go find your family. There is no need to see me again."

"Why?" I suddenly became a little angry.

Takahashi Yinji was confused by me. She raised her head and said blankly: "Why?"

"I'll ask you why!"

"Ah?" She still didn't understand.

I stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "Why did you ask me not to see you again?"

Only then did she understand, and she smiled bitterly and said: "I'm so ugly like this... and I was the one who felt sorry for my uncle and caused him to suffer such pain. Now, what qualifications do I have to expect others to remember me? So, uncle,

...It’s okay, you don’t have to come see me again.”

But I sneered: "You little girl, what nonsense are you talking about so self-righteously?"

"Huh?" She looked at me blankly.

I clenched my fists and said, "Is it an agreement? You accept my interview, tell me the secret, and then we will work it out together. That's what it means? Have you not forgotten it?"

She stopped talking and just looked at me blankly.

I sighed deeply and walked closer, but invisible forces began to repel me.

I knew who was stopping me, but I didn't step back.

"Would that spear stuck in your head affect your memory?"

Takahashi Yinji shook his head: "No, I remember it very clearly...but..."

"It's nothing." I interrupted her loudly: "I will continue to come see you, and one day, sooner or later, I will rescue you. This is an agreed thing. Uncle has been a coward all his life, but today

I don’t want to retreat anymore.”

After hearing this, Takahashi Yinji suddenly laughed, tears of laughter came out. She gave me a strange look and said: "Uncle, you are so interesting, you suddenly became sensational! Is it necessary for the plot? Don't lie, no.

meaningful."

"some."

"What?"

"I said yes." I was a little impatient. It was rare for me to be so heroic, but to be looked down upon by a little girl in front of my face was really unpleasant.

Takahashi Yinji smiled again, and this time her smile was a bit more natural and pretty than when I first met her.

"Uncle..."

"Um?"

"Go ahead."

I slowly relaxed my tightly clenched fists and smiled slightly: "Yeah."

…

Returning to reality, the plane was still in the sky, but there was an extra person opposite me.

Zhang Fengyu, who woke up at some point, looked at me with a strange expression. I was so stunned by his stare that I asked tentatively: "What? There is something on my face?"

Zhang Fengyu looked slovenly like a beggar during these years of seclusion in Japan. Now after tidying up, his appearance immediately changed.

Not only did he put on a regular Chinese tunic suit, he also shaved his beard and cut his hair.

When I saw him, the first thing I thought of was Jet Li's image in "The Bodyguard of Zhongnanhai". He was really so handsome.

"No, I just felt some dangerous aura, so I came over to take a look." After Zhang Fengyu finished speaking, he looked out the window.

I was very surprised. After all, I just communicated with Takahashi Yinji through mental power, and Zhang Fengyu could detect it. It seems that this guy is indeed not simple.

In fact, I really underestimated Zhang Fengyu at that time.

After all, he is a man who has served in the National Security Department for more than ten years and has experienced several catastrophes on his own. At that time, I was just an old man who had just figured out his own changes, and yet I still looked like an outsider. Think about it.

It's really funny.

The plane landed at Guilin International Airport. After landing, I did not go back to the private hospital built far away from the city with Huang. Instead, I took Zhang Fengyu and transferred to my hometown in Jinan.

The reason why I did not choose a private jet but took a civil aviation flight was mainly to keep a low profile. After all, I have been a veteran in China for 30 years and suddenly became a billionaire. Isn’t that a way for some people to enjoy themselves?

Is it over?

Although I hesitated when I got off the plane...

The advantage of civil aviation is that it is easier to hide yourself.

Zhang Fengyu, who has not been back for many years, is filled with emotion about the changes in the country, but he doesn't really tell much. He just looks around, like a child who has never seen the world.

After arriving in Jinan, I went directly to Wenge Media, where I worked, to submit my resignation report. Unexpectedly, the boss signed it on the same day and allowed me to resign immediately. It seemed that he couldn't wait to get rid of me, a bastard who occupied the nest and couldn't lay eggs.

Like a reporter.

I was very happy, but I ran into some trouble when I went back to my office to pack my things that day.

The deputy director of the department, who was always jealous that I had my own independent office, and then sneered at me when he saw me, now saw that I was going to pack up and leave, so he was so happy that he almost bought a hundred thousand firecrackers to celebrate.

If this were in the past, I, an old bastard, would have had a big quarrel with him if he showed up.

But now, my mood is no longer what it used to be, and I don't bother to argue with her. I even kept all the green plants that I once regarded as treasures and gave them to her.

As a result, this old woman also changed from her normal state. She burst into tears and told lies about not wanting me to leave. It made my skin crawl. Just when I was about to send this old woman away,

Suddenly I noticed the cunning look in her eyes, and suddenly remembered that there was no way this guy could be changed by such a small move.

Sure enough, a few minutes later I saw my monthly car that had been beaten and was about to be scrapped in the underground garage.

Zhang Fengyu, who helped me carry a bunch of things, looked at the dismantled monthly car and asked me, "Do you want me to call a taxi for you?"

I came to my senses, threw away the things in my arms, turned around, and Zhang Fengyu also threw the things in his arms on the ground, and then went upstairs.

Zhang Fengyu wanted to follow, but I stopped him and said, "I can handle some personal grudges."
To be continued...