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In my mind, he was just a simple-minded gorilla, but the feeling Li Fengyun gave me right now was, sensitive, intelligent, patient, profound, and I couldn't see through him. I knew that there must be a lot of secrets on him.

As for what he said about being the same kind of person I was, I never thought about it before I met him today.

What he said had a huge impact on me.

Yang Wenchao's death three years ago hid an astonishing secret.

Before he could think about it carefully, Li Fengyun said, "Shujing, we are not like ordinary people. You should know that."

He was very serious, and I understood the importance of what he was about to say. At the same time, I felt that what he was saying sounded familiar.

That person had also said something similar.

"Shu Qing, we were born to be smarter than others. We are not ordinary people. You should know this as well, right? "

These words were very similar to that person's words. At the same time, I was also wondering if Li Fengyun knew that person.

"We are all the same, we are far smarter than ordinary people. You are very outstanding, very arrogant and conceited. You look down on anyone, and in your eyes, I, Wen Chao, Tao Zi, Glasses, Xie Cong, Fatty and the others are all idiots, right? "

I nodded my head. At that time, I really did think that way. They were too dumb, too mediocre, and studying in the same university as those people was simply an insult.

However, who asked him to have a tummy upset on the day of the college entrance exam and not perform at his usual level? Who was to be blamed?

Li Fengyun, "Oh, this is the difference between us. "Actually, I can see that you also saw it very clearly because we have too much in common. Our IQ far surpasses other people's."

"But you are a bit too high-profile. You don't know how to restrain yourself, and the wood elementals will be destroyed by the wind of the forest. You don't understand this logic …"

Li Fengyun's words contained a message, so I didn't refute them and didn't reply. Instead, I quietly waited for him to finish.

"We are both smart and outstanding because we are all products from the same factory and we have a lot in common. This is also the reason why I want to work with you. Only if people like us work together, we can deal with those scary opponents. I've finished my words. It's getting late, you can go back now. "

I feel very strange. Li Fengyun clearly hasn't finished speaking, but he's already giving the order to expel the guest.

He said he and I were from the same factory.

I don't understand this. Product? The same factory?

He said the mysterious man in black who attacked him three years ago asked him to hide and pay him regularly. Why? What was the identity of the "they" mentioned by the man in black? Why did Yang Wenzhao invite such a disaster?

From what Li Fengyun had said, he was indeed very smart. In the past, I remembered that the silly Li Fengyun was only a disguise, and he even said that I was too high-profile and did not understand the principle that "the tree will be destroyed by the forest." That was to say, he understood this principle, so he kept a low profile and kept to himself, trying his best to act like a gorilla with a low IQ.

Was he running away from something?

What was so special about his identity?

Obviously, he still had too many secrets that he hadn't revealed. Maybe he thought the time was not right, or maybe he didn't fully trust me.

Of course, I don't completely trust him either.

I can only believe seventy percent of what he says, because there are obvious flaws in some of the contradictions.

From the pressure he gave me, it was impossible for him to make such a low level mistake, so why did he deliberately leave an opening?

I had a lot of questions, but after thinking about it, I decided that I couldn't just leave like this. Since I've decided to return to my original self and want to find out who killed Yang Wenchao, I can't just leave like this.

"Boss, you're still hiding a lot of things." I would like to ask if you have heard from Xie Cong, the second in command, in the past three years. Do you know the identities of those people who followed you? What other information did you get from the police officer surnamed Xu? If you don't tell me, how can I trust you? " I said my question.

Officer Xu, I think his name is Xu Haoqing. He was the one who was in charge of Wen Chao's case three years ago.

Li Fengyun just shook his head, "Forget it, I've said enough today. Let's wait a little longer. In the future, I will slowly tell you everything I know. Now you only need to understand, Yang Wenzhao died a violent death, the culprit is at large, the mysterious black clothed man is extremely terrifying, and 'they' … "Shu Jing, you are very smart, but after three years of living in the Unbroken Hell, your thinking has become slow, and I want to give you some time to slowly recover yourself. At that time, there are many things that you don't even need me to explain, and instead, if I tell you too much now, with your current condition, you won't be able to accept it at all.

Li Fengyun insisted on not saying more and told me to leave earlier.

With a stomach full of doubts, I left Li Fengyun's house. He didn't send me off, but only told me to be careful.

The roads of the shantytown were not easy to traverse. The terrain was complicated, so it took them a long time to find the exit.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a figure walking out from an alley not too far away.

The man stepped under the streetlight and glanced in my direction. The street light shone on his face, allowing me to see what he looked like.

It was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He looked very ugly.

His eyes were big and small, and he had a nose full of wine. There was a cut on the edge of his lips, and his face looked lifeless. His ugly features were combined together with his slightly hunched back, giving off a sense of fear.

He glanced at it for a long time, and then he turned and walked quickly toward the exit. I followed him to a tricycle, where he quickly got into it and drove away. I had only run a few steps when his car disappeared into the night.

My heart was beating fast, not just because of his hideous face, but because of the mineral water he was carrying in his tricycle.

A large barrel of mineral water for a water dispenser.

This person seemed to be a water carrier.

Was it him?

I thought about the ghost story about the water dispenser that Yang Wenchao told three years ago. He mentioned that his family's water dispenser was haunted, that he had found a very ugly repairman to repair the water dispenser, and that he had seen two water dispensers that night, and ugly faces in the living room window.

Li Fengyun said, that year was just a prank that Yang Wenchao wanted me to teach him a lesson, so I thought the ghost story Yang Wenchao told was good at bullshitting, but that ugly man just now made me think of the repairman in the story.

It was the same ugly face, the same work that had to do with drinking water from a water dispenser.

The city was not big, so it was rare to see such an ugly water carrier.

Could it be the same person?

If the guy just now was the mechanic in Yang Wenchao's story, then that means that the ghost story that Yang Wenchao told that night three years ago wasn't randomly made up, but it had a certain basis.

However, his story was somewhat fake? The ugly man was merely the seasoning he added to highlight the horror of the story, or, the ugly man's identity had another mystery, was Yang Wenzhao purposely hinting at something?

In order to understand what happened three years ago, he had to find the ugly man from before and determine if he was the maintenance worker in Yang Wenchao's story. Only then would he be able to further investigate the meaning of Yang Wenchao's story.

However, with my current connections and social status, it's not easy to find a water carrier.

He could ask Li Fengyun for help. From what he said, he had quite a good relationship with Officer Xu. If the police were to step in, it would not be difficult to find someone.

Just as he was about to go back and find Li Fengyun, he saw a black shadow flash past the corner of the wall as he turned around.

Someone was following me.

Who is it?

The "them" that Li Fengyun spoke of? Was it the person who followed Li Fengyun before?

Or was there someone else?

The ugly waterman had just left. Was the shadow hiding in the corner behind me following me or following the waterman who was involved in Yang Wenzhao's ghost story?

I kept quiet and pretended not to notice the people following me. I lit a cigarette and walked towards the exit of the shanty town as if nothing had happened. After walking for a few meters, I heard a young girl's scream not too far away on my right.

"Save me …"

I glanced to my right and saw a few shabby houses standing there. The sound seemed to come from the back of the house, and after the "Help!", there was no sound.

It was obvious that someone had stopped the woman's cry for help.

Perhaps a bright knife was pressed against her neck, or perhaps a big, thick hand was covering her mouth. I can imagine what might be going on behind some broken houses on the right.

A beautiful young woman was being attacked by a criminal. She might have been robbed, or she might have been sexually assaulted, or she might have been raped first, then she might have been killed …

There was someone following him from behind, and his background was unknown. Someone was in danger behind the house on the right.

If it was three years ago, I would definitely not have hesitated and would have rushed up to seek justice.

But it's different now. I want to help, but my legs are cramped and I can't move. I turn my head to look at the dark figure in the corner, who is still following me, which makes me feel even more uneasy.

Sigh, three years like hell …

To be so timid and submissive, even he would look down on himself.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the image of that person appeared in his mind once more.

The young child's voice rang out, "Shu Jing, because we are different from others, we have to do more meaningful things and not do as little as they do, do you understand …"

A six year old child acting like this, I am only a twenty-something year old man.

He bent down and patted his thigh. After taking a few deep breaths to calm his nerves, he took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight. He then walked towards the humble house on the right side …

His heart began to beat faster and faster, and the dark, dark days of the electric shock seemed to come again.

The tender voice in my mind spurred me on. "Shu Jing, move forward. Don't turn back. Once you turn around, you will never be able to return to your former self …"