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Chapter Seventeen: It's All About Me

Liang Xie was standing in the courtyard of the police station talking on the phone. When he saw Zhou Song coming out, he hung up the phone and walked towards him, asking: "Is everything over?"

Zhou Song walked past him with a cold face, like a gust of wind, and walked straight out of the gate of the Public Security Bureau.

Liang Xie picked him up in the car and refused to ask anything about what happened in the police station just now. He only said: "Why did you take off the gauze on your hand? I will take you to the hospital to rebandage it."

Zhou Song was sitting in the back seat, looking down at the messy gauze on his right hand. The burn on the back of his hand was caused by himself last night to deal with Han Feilu, but it came in handy so quickly. He covered the back of his hand.

, raised his head and looked forward, saw Liang Xie’s side face concentrating on observing the road conditions, and said: "Just now Han Feilu asked me a question."

Liang Xie replied carelessly: "What's the problem?"

Zhou Song: "He asked me where I was around 2 a.m. on the 26th."

Liang Xie noticed something instantly. He glanced back in the rearview mirror and said with a smile, "Why is he asking you this question?"

Zhou Song answered the question: "Eldest brother also asked me the same question."

Liang Xie deliberately avoided it and made vague excuses: "Really?"

Zhou Song: "Don't you want to know how I answered brother?"

Liang Xie: "Then tell me."

Zhou Song looked at him quietly: "I said I drank too much, so I called you and asked you to pick me up."

Liang Xie smiled as if he suddenly remembered something: "Yes, yes, I remembered it. I received a call in the early morning of that day. It was from the welfare home. There was a child who needed to be sent to the hospital. I had to go and help.

.I was afraid that my eldest brother would be worried, so I made up a lie."

There are many loopholes in this explanation, so Zhou Song naturally doesn't believe it, but just like Liang Xie didn't ask about his being investigated by the police, he also won't ask about Liang Xie's personal affairs. He only said: "Next time you need me to cooperate with you in telling a lie, remember to tell me in advance."

Liang Xie smiled and said: "There will be no next time. Thank you for your help this time. I will definitely find an opportunity to thank you."

Zhou Song rolled his eyes and said, "Not next time, just today."

Liang Xie: "No problem. How do you want me to thank you? Treat you to dinner?"

Zhou Song: “Give me your card.”

Liang Xie thought he heard wrongly: "What?"

Zhou Song: "Give me your card and tell me the password."

Liang Xie: "What are you going to do?"

Zhou Song calmly said: "I have taken a fancy to a few sets of clothes and a watch. The door at home is broken and I need to replace it with a new one."

Liang Xie: "Why is the door broken?"

"It's broken anyway." Zhou Song reached out to the front seat and said, "Give me the card."

Liang Xiao glanced at the hand he stretched out in front of his face, hesitantly.

Zhou Song said with a smile: "Otherwise I will tell my elder brother that not only did you lie to him, but you also forced me to make up the lie."

At the intersection with a red light ahead, Liang Jie stopped the car, took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a bank card and put it in his hand. He smiled bitterly and said: "It's a good thing you don't have a driver's license, otherwise you would have stolen a car from me."

.”

Zhou Song put the card in his pocket: "Who said you can't blackmail you into a car without a driver's license?"

Liang Xie: "Take it easy, my eldest brother is in charge of my card. If he finds out, neither of us will be able to deal with it."

Zhou Song glanced at him and said in his heart: If anyone can't hold it back, that person must be you.

Passing by the shopping mall, he asked Liang Xie to park, got out of the car, waved to Liang Xie, and walked towards the shopping mall building. Zhou Song kept walking forward, stopped at the entrance of the building, turned back and looked towards the road, and happened to see Liang Xie's face.

The car disappeared at the corner of the street. He immediately changed direction and walked towards the CCB ATM next to the shopping mall. Liang Xie had already sent the bank card password to his mobile phone. He first checked the balance. The numbers inside made him disappointed. He was very puzzled by what Liang Xie said.

Where did all the salary for the past years go, and he managed to save such a small amount of money? He first transferred 50,000 yuan to his card, then took out 20,000 yuan in cash, entered the business hall with the bank card that had just transferred 50,000 yuan, and put the money into the business hall.

He took out all the 50,000 yuan, and finally stood at a conspicuous position by the square fountain with a bag containing 70,000 yuan, waiting for someone.

Ten minutes later, the person he was waiting for arrived. It was Xiao Shi, the security guard at the community security room. Xiao Shi was wearing a hooded sweatshirt, which was very unnecessary on a hot day. He put his hat on his head, looked around with his hands in his hands and walked up to Zhou Song.

.

Zhou Song handed the bag to him: "We agreed on 50,000, and I will give you 20,000 more. There is a total of 70,000 in it. Have you deleted everything?"

Xiaoshi hugged the bag to his chest and said, "The hard drive is damaged, and everything inside must be gone."

Zhou Song: "Are you sure you have destroyed all the surveillance videos in the community in the early morning of the 26th?"

Xiaoshi: "I'm sure, don't worry."

Zhou Song took a step closer to him and whispered: "The police may come looking for you in the next two days. As long as you don't get into trouble, you can pass."

Xiaoshi nodded repeatedly: "I, I, I understand, I won't let it slip."

Zhou Song patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

After Xiao Shi left, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Qin Xiao's number: "I'm off work."

Qin Xiao: "I have just handed over my shift. Where are you? I'll go find you."

Zhou Song: "Huafeng Mall, I'll wait for you on the roadside."

A black Harvard drove up from the hazy night in the evening and stopped in front of Zhou Song. Zhou Song was not sure if the person in the car was Qin Xiao. He had never seen Qin Xiao drive this car. The window glass was lowered, Qin Xiao

Xiao smiled at him through the window and said, "Come up and try out my new car."

Zhou Song got into the passenger seat and looked around: "Your car?"

Qin Xiao drove on the road and Le Dianping said: "A friend of mine owned a car that he had been driving for two years and wanted to exchange it for a new one. He gave it to me at half the price."

Zhou Song politely praised: "Very good."

Qin Xiao: "Every time I go out with you, I drive a friend's car. I thought it would be more convenient to get a car."

Zhou Song smiled and said, "You mean you bought this car for me?"

Qin Xiao looked a little embarrassed: "No, no, no, I bought it for myself."

Zhou Song smiled faintly, and the topic was dismissed. Liang Xie received a text message from the bank, asking him what rare things he bought, and actually spent 70,000 yuan in just ten minutes. He edited the message to reply.

Liang Xie quietly observed Qin Xiao. He wanted to know whether Qin Xiao had been called to the police station for questioning by the police, and what Qin Xiao's movements were after he left the bar that night.

Before he could find a chance to talk to Qin Xiao, Qin Xiao took the lead and said: "By the way, I went to the Public Security Bureau today."

Zhou Song: "Oh?"

Qin Xiao: "Han Feilu sent someone to take me over for questioning and kept me there for several hours."

Zhou Song replied to Liang Xie's message, put down his phone and looked at the traffic ahead: "When?"

Qin Xiao: "When did Han Feilu take me to the police station for questioning? It's probably one or two o'clock today, and I even gave them a meal."

At one or two o'clock today, Qin Xiao was questioned before him. Zhou Song secretly thought that Han Feilu was cunning. Han Feilu must think that Qin Xiao was easy to conquer, and the credibility of the information obtained from Qin Xiao was much higher than that of him.

So I want to use Qin Xiao's statement to measure his authenticity.

Zhou Song lowered his head to look at his phone again, and asked casually, "What did the police ask you?"

Qin Xiao was unprepared and knew everything: "It seems that because a murder occurred in the park east of Lanjue Bar in the early morning of the 26th, we went to the bar to drink on the night of the 25th and didn't come out until the early morning of the next day, so Han Fei

Lu came to me to ask about the situation." He looked at Zhou Song and asked, "Didn't he come to see you?"

Zhou Song thought for a moment and said, "You called me. What did you say?"

Qin Xiao: "I'll tell you the truth. I met my friend at the bar and drank until after five o'clock. I went home directly after I came out of the bar."

Zhou Song: "Did Han Feilu ask about me?"

Qin Xiao: "After asking, he asked you when you left, why you left first, and when you got home."

Zhou Song: "How did you answer?"

Qin Xiao: "I'd better tell the truth. You didn't drink well and you fainted after two drinks, so you left early. It seemed like you left around two o'clock. I asked you to send me a message when you got home, but you didn't send it, so I didn't know.

When will you get home."

Zhou Song: "No more?"

Qin Xiao was a little puzzled: "No, that's all I said."

Zhou Song noticed that he was suspicious, so he changed the topic: "Is there any news about Zuo Ye?"

Qin Xiao knows many people, from all walks of life and people who wander in the gray field. The last time he found Zuo Ye, it was thanks to Qin Xiao's intelligence system, so Zhou Song entrusted him to continue to search for Zuo Ye's whereabouts.

Qin Xiao said: "There is still no news yet. The police are also looking for him now. He is much more cautious than before."

Zhou Song: "Where is Jiang Yuyan?"

Jiang Yuyan is Tong Yue's mother, and she is also the person suspected by Han Feilu of stealing Dou Qing's identity. When Zhou Song first met Zuo Ye, he saw Dou Qing's driver's license in Zuo Ye's backpack. If Dou Qing's ID card was stolen,

If the person in question is really Jiang Yuyan, then Jiang Yuyan may have obtained Dou Qing's ID from Zuo Ye. Whether he finds Jiang Yuyan or Zuo Ye, many problems can be solved.

Qin Xiao: "There's no news about Jiang Yuyan either. But don't worry, as long as they haven't left Yucheng, it's only a matter of time before we find them."

At seven o'clock in the evening, Qin Xiao drove to the parking lot outside the gate of Lantian Sanatorium. The two registered at the security room and entered the nursing home. Zhou Song came to the nursing home this time to meet Shao Dongcheng, and the reason why he met Shao Dongcheng was because he saw

The photo taken by Han Feilu - the photo of five people wearing masks.

He found the goat mask in the photo at Shao Dongcheng's house and the lion mask in the cellar. Han Feilu found evidence that Yao Zichen was the white rabbit; the identities of three of the five people in the group photo have surfaced, and only the one wearing a sika deer

The identity of the woman in the mask and the child in the lion mask are still unknown. Yao Zichen is currently living in the ICU ward, and there are police guards outside the ward, so he cannot get close; Shao Yang is locked up in the detention center and is not allowed to see anyone except a lawyer; Zhou Song's choice

Only Shao Dongcheng, who lives in a nursing home, is left.

It was Zhou Song and Qin Xiao who sent Shao Dongcheng to the nursing home, and the head nurse who greeted them still remembered them, so Zhou Song was led to Shao Dongcheng's room by the head nurse without much effort. Zhou Song claimed that Shao Dongcheng was himself.

The head nurse believed it was true and said: "Your cousin's condition has improved these days. He can walk a few steps with a cane and can also speak. I'm going out first. If you need anything, ring the call bell."

The head nurse left, leaving Zhou Song and Qin Xiao in the room. On the balcony, a male nurse in blue uniform was feeding Shao Dongcheng dinner. Shao Dongcheng was sitting in a wheelchair with a thin blanket covering his legs.

It was so intense that residue of rice soup kept flowing from the corner of his mouth. When he heard footsteps approaching, someone was walking towards the balcony. He turned his eyes and turned his head to see the person with difficulty, and the spoonful of soup he had just put into his mouth flowed out of the corner of his mouth again.

"Tsk, please be more cooperative, uncle, you have changed several clothes today." The nurse used a tissue to wipe his mouth. After complaining, he found Zhou Song and Qin Xiao, "Who are you?"

Zhou Song looked at Shao Dongcheng, smiled slightly and said, "I'm here to see my cousin."

Qin Xiao wanted to dismiss the male caregiver, so he took over his job: "I'll do it, thank you."

The nurse was eager for someone to feed her, so she immediately handed the rice bowl to Qin Xiao and couldn't wait to go out.

Qin Xiao sat on the chair where the nurse was sitting just now and said: "The old man does seem to be a little more energetic than when he first came here. Come, eat a piece of carrot and open your mouth."

He fed Shao Dongcheng skillfully, while Zhou Song returned to the room, moved a chair out, and placed the chair opposite Shao Dongcheng. He sat on the chair with his legs crossed and looked at Shao Dongcheng, as if he was seeing him for the first time.

He looked at him silently for a long time.

Shao Dongcheng also looked at Zhou Song. He was very shrunken and old, but his eyes were still bright. Zhou Song had never introduced himself to Shao Dongcheng, and had never talked with Shao Dongcheng, but he saw from Shao Dongcheng

It was judged from his eyes that Shao Dongcheng knew who he was.

So, Zhou Song said: "You know who I am."

Shao Dongcheng avoided the spoon Qin Xiao brought to his mouth and stared at Zhou Song with bright eyes.

Zhou Song: "I also know who you are. You are Chi Chenguang's friend. I brought you a gift." He took out a report cut from the newspaper from his pocket, worried that Shao Dongcheng would be blinded.

Clearly, place the newspaper very close to Shao Dongcheng, "There is also an old friend of yours here."

That was the news that the police unearthed several corpses from Yao Zichen's flower shed. Shao Dongcheng read every word in the newspaper one by one, and Zhou Song was unexpectedly calm. But Zhou Song saw excitement and joy in his eyes.

That is the satisfaction and gratification of being remembered by future generations for their great achievements.

Zhou Song understood the look in his eyes: "Your friend was in the newspaper, are you very proud?"

Shao Dongcheng couldn't speak, but he struggled to twitch the corners of his mouth, trying to squeeze out a smile.

Zhou Song raised his head, lowered his eyes, and said sarcastically: "The person who was published in the newspaper is Yao Zichen. Except for a few policemen and me, no one knows that you and she are friends. What do you have to be proud of? You yourself

Have you ever done something important worthy of being published?”

His provocation method worked, and a look of reluctance appeared on Shao Dongcheng's face.

Zhou Song continued: "Yes? Or not?"

Shao Dongcheng suddenly waved his arm and knocked over the crutches standing beside the wheelchair, as if he was impatient to say something.

Zhou Song raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "You want to say 'yes', right? Let me guess, it's related to Xu Bing, right? The police found Xu Bing's blood on your mask."

He must have been right, because Shao Dongcheng suddenly became relaxed and lay in his wheelchair, breathing heavily.

Zhou Song: "Did you kill Xu Bing? But his body was cut into pieces by Yao Zichen and buried in the flower shed. Did you kill the person and Yao Zichen disposed of the body? You are really good friends who help each other." As he spoke, his eyes

It lit up and then dimmed instantly, "Help each other...I see, you guys help each other."

He guessed correctly again, because he saw Shao Dongcheng looking at him eagerly, as if encouraging him to continue talking.

Zhou Song turned his head to the balcony. This was the second floor. Outside was a garden full of colorful flowers. He looked at the flowers and thought of the small garden where Chi Chenguang buried his body. He also thought of Chi Chenguang.

Chen Guang once came home with two pots of flowers one day, and transplanted the flowers into the garden the next day. He was young at the time and did not recognize the flower. Later, after searching on the Internet, he learned that it was a kind of terrestrial orchid, and its scientific name is Jun He.

. He still remembered that he asked Chi Chenguang where the flowers came from. Chi Chenguang said that a friend grew them in his flower house. He liked them, so he asked for two and transplanted them into his garden.

When Han Feilu told him that the garden shed where Yao Zichen's body was buried was full of orchids, he thought of the two pots of Junhe that Chi Chenguang brought back to the villa, and related to the photo of five people including Chi Chenguang and Yao Zichen.

It is not difficult to figure out that the person who gave Chi Chenguang the orchid may be Yao Zichen... The night is already dark, the balcony lights are on, the garden downstairs is also shrouded in light, and black shadows appear on the ground, which are the shadows of flowers.

Also like the corpse of a flower.

Zhou Song looked at the flowers with dark shadows downstairs: "You and Yao Zichen helped each other. You helped Yao Zichen kill her husband Xu Bing, so what did Yao Zichen help you?"

Although he was asking, he already guessed the answer - Shao Dongcheng's wife Qin Jing.

Zhou Song frowned, as if he had seen enough of those flowers, and looked back at Shao Dongcheng: "Yao Zichen helped you kill your wife Qin Jing. She helped you because you also helped her. August 2006

The person who followed Yao Zichen to the beach was not Xu Bing. Xu Bing was already dead at the time. It was you who went to the beach with her disguised as Xu Bing and then made it look like Xu Bing committed suicide by jumping into the sea. Your purpose of doing this was to deceive the police so that

Yao Zichen got Xu Bing's body and buried him in her flower shed. After your wife Qin Jing divorced you, you and Shao Yang left you and Shao Yang to drive alone to other provinces, but there was a car accident on the road. The car accident was not

By chance, it was Yao Zichen who did it, and the reason she did it was because you needed an alibi. You helped each other, you helped her kill her husband, and she helped you kill your wife. You were using each other, and you were helping each other."

Every word he said was correct. Shao Dongcheng was extremely satisfied, with a look of approval on his face.

Zhou Song looked at his twisted and ugly old face, and suddenly felt disgusted, and even felt a little indescribable anger: "Chi Chenguang and you are in the same group, and the woman wearing the sika deer mask, you are all in the same group,

You perjured each other, assisted each other in committing crimes, and even shared the same 'purchasing channel'. You are like the orchids in Yao Zichen's flower shed, growing on the same big tree, life and death. You know each other's details, so you are late.

Chen Guang was killed on the fifth day after he was arrested, and that was also your fault. You were worried that he would betray you, so you killed him!"

He stood up angrily and knocked over the water cup that Qin Xiao brought to Shao Dongcheng's mouth. The cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the splashed water splashed Shao Dongcheng's face.

Qin Xiao quickly wiped Shao Dongcheng's face with a tissue: "Zhou Song, don't worry, he is an old man after all."

Zhou Song took off the blanket covering Shao Dongcheng's legs. Shao Dongcheng was wearing shorts, exposing his legs. The injury on his legs had healed, but many uneven and ugly scars were left.

Zhou Song sneered and said: "It turns out that Shao Yang abused you and tortured you to avenge Qin Jing."

Qin Xiao picked up the blanket and wanted to cover it with Shao Dongcheng, but the blanket was snatched away by Zhou Song, who said, "Go outside and wait for me."

Qin Xiao was very worried about him, but he still went out and only told him: "Don't do whatever you want."

The door opened and closed, leaving only Zhou Song and Shao Dongcheng in the room. Zhou Song threw the blanket on Shao Dongcheng, supported the armrests of his wheelchair with both hands, and bent down to look at Shao Dongcheng's turbid and bright pair of eyes.

Eyes: "Let me ask you, have you seen me before?"

Shao Dongcheng knew exactly what he was talking about, and there was never any doubt in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Song.

Zhou Song: "I have seen a photo. In the photo, there are you, Chi Chenguang, Yao Zichen, and a woman and a child. I want to know who the woman and the child are."

He got close to Shao Dongcheng's face and could hear Shao Dongcheng's steady and even breathing. He could also smell the old man's unique unpleasant smell emitting from Shao Dongcheng's skin. "The nurse said you can speak. Tell me the name of that woman."

.”

Shao Dongcheng slowly stretched his arm towards him and held one of his fingers with difficulty.

Zhou Song looked at his hand holding her and asked, "Who is that woman?"

Shao Dongcheng's facial muscles trembled and exerted force, his lips trembled violently, and a vague sound came from his throat.

Zhou Song listened and heard him say in a weak voice: "You."

you.

This answer made Zhou Song stunned: "Who am I? The child in the photo?"

He seemed to have guessed correctly again. Shao Dongcheng suddenly grabbed his finger and squeezed out a few more words from his mouth, all of which were "you".

Zhou Song took two steps back and looked at Shao Dongcheng's face in trance for a moment, as if he thought of many things at once, but could not catch one or two distinct thoughts. His mind was very messy, and this confusion made him feel...

A dazed sense of relief.

Qin Xiao stood outside the door and looked at his watch to count the time. He lost all patience as he counted, so he patted the door: "Zhou Song, are you okay?"

Without knocking twice, the door opened, and Zhou Song walked out with a relaxed look on his face and said with a smile: "Go back."

Qin Xiao followed him towards the stairs and bumped into the nurse who had just taken care of Shao Dongcheng. Zhou Song stopped and said to the nurse, "Hello, my cousin will trouble you later."

The nurse said: "You're welcome, that's right."

Zhou Song turned his head slightly, looked at the door of Shao Dongcheng's room behind him, and said to the nurse: "He didn't eat what I fed him just now, so you have to work hard."

Nursing worker: "I understand, I'll go right away."

Zhou Song smiled politely at him, and then went downstairs with Qin Xiao.

After leaving the nursing home, Qin Xiao drove back to the city. He had nothing to say on the way and asked Zhou Song what he wanted to eat. Zhou Song looked out the window and was distracted. He asked him two or three times before he said: "I'm not hungry, take me home."

Qin Xiao sent him downstairs. He said hello to Qin Xiao and went upstairs. When he got home, he took off his suit jacket and threw it on the shoe cabinet. He slumped on the sofa and let out a long breath. Several bright beams hung from the ceiling of the living room.

Zhou Song looked up at the lamp. Looking directly at the strong light source made his eyes sore and dim quickly. However, he did not avoid the strong light until his eyes could no longer hold the numerous lights, and the light ran out and filled the entire room.

A house, and then flowed out from the window, spreading to the entire world, turning his world into an endless white universe...

The phone rang. He took it out of his pocket and waited for the light spots in front of his eyes to dissipate before answering the call.

Han Feilu kept his word and called as soon as he got off work: "Where are you?"

Zhou Song listened to his voice and felt strange for some reason.

Han Feilu didn't wait for him to say anything, and said again: "I just came out of the work unit, where are you? I'll pick you up."

Zhou Song: "What are you doing?"

Han Feilu smiled and said, "What else can I do to you while we are eating and chatting?"

Zhou Song looked forward without focus and stopped at a window on the TV background wall. There was a glass ornament swan in that window. He bought the swan from a furniture store and placed it himself.

window, but at this time the swan is slightly different from the past.

He stood up and slowly walked towards the swan: "The question you asked me the day before yesterday, I can answer you now."

Han Feilu: "What's the problem?"

As he got closer, Zhou Song found that the swan was indeed different from the past. There was a black velvet cushion on its base, which made the transparent swan look crystal clear, but now the cushion was gone.

Zhou Song reached out and touched the swan's cold neck: "You asked me who the child in the photo is, and I know now."

Han Feilu didn't expect that he would bring up the old conversation again, so he lowered his voice unconsciously, as if he was afraid of alarming him: "Who is it?"

It turned out that the cushion was hidden behind the swan, and the window was deep enough to hide a basketball. He took off the swan and found that something seemed to be wrapped in the cushion. He looked at the bulging cushion and suddenly felt fear.

: "I know you doubt me, and I understand. Your doubts about me are correct."

Han Feilu: "What do you mean?"

Zhou Song: "You suspected that I was the person Zhou Han wanted to kill, that I set the villa on fire, that the child in the photo with Chi Chenguang was me, and that I killed Julie. You did the right thing, you should suspect

I."

Han Feilu: "What did Zhang Shujie say to you?"

Zhou Song: "She told me a lot. Thanks to her help, I can truly understand myself."

Han Feilu: "When we met, we asked, are you at home? I'll go find you."

Zhou Song raised his head and looked at the black plush cushion in the window, his expression unprecedentedly blank and indifferent: "I will never see you again, and you will never see me again. You and I, we're done here."

Han Feilu: "What do you mean by this? What do you mean it's over? I'm going to find you now. Wait for me for twenty minutes."

Zhou Song finally gathered enough courage, reached out to the mat in the window, pinched a corner of the mat and pulled it out - with a pop, a long and flat black wooden box fell out of the mat, with complex patterns carved on the surface of the box. He saw

After passing this box, it was this box that he found in the cellar of the villa that day, which contained two masks. The box was taken away by Han Feilu, and later returned by Han Feilu. After Han Feilu returned it, he did not remember that he had

Where did he receive the box, only to find that he had hidden it in the window.

The wooden box fell to the marble floor and was smashed into pieces. The two masks and a wooden board fell out. Zhou Song knelt down and took a closer look, only to find that the wooden box was originally embedded in the bottom of the wooden box, dividing the wooden box into two parts.

There is a space about two fingers wide. This space is very hidden. It would be difficult to find it unless the board was accidentally thrown open.

After the wooden board was separated from the bottom of the box, something hidden at the bottom of the box was revealed. When Zhou Song saw what was at the bottom of the box, although he had a premonition and was prepared, the oncoming impact still left him not strong enough.

His psychological defense was shattered - it was a knife and ten human finger bones neatly arranged at the bottom of the box.

He picked up the knife and held the cool handle. He thought he knew nothing about knives, but the moment he picked up the knife, he remembered the name of the knife: Buck Nighthawk Flat Blade. The curvature of the handle.

It fit perfectly with his fingers, as if he had used this knife thousands of times.

"Zhou Song, are you at home? Zhou Song? You're fucking talking!"

Han Feilu's anxious roar came from the phone. Zhou Song looked at the cold light flowing like water on the blade and said to Han Feilu on the other end of the phone: "You are right, I am the one you doubted.

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