The Grim Reaper is coming: the start of the game enters the countdown to death

"Did Yan Jun ask you to come to me?"

The moment the old man said these words, Zhou Ke's eyelids twitched subconsciously, he was a little shocked, and immediately felt a little vigilant.

At the same time, the more than 30 high-level officials at the headquarters of the Shenwei Bureau in Jiangcheng City, as well as Yan Jun, who was in the gymnasium, were also a little surprised.

But after a little thought, he was relieved.

Although the old man peddled his burden along the streets and alleys of Jiangcheng City, judging from his clothes and gestures, he was not a real farmer.

Therefore, he is no stranger to the various incidents that have been discovered in Jiangcheng City in the past few days.

Especially Yan Jun, because of his repeated miracles, it can be said that everyone knows, everyone knows.

After the old man saw Zhou Ke, he naturally thought that he came to find him under the instruction of Yan Jun, and there was nothing unusual about it.

However, Yan Jun thought of a deeper level.

The moment the old man saw Zhou Ke appearing in front of him, the expression on his face was less surprised and bewildered, and more indifferent as expected.

Perhaps, the old man had expected the moment when he would find him.

Wanting to understand this, Yan Jun narrowed his eyes slowly, and became more curious in his heart.

Where is the old man sacred?
Why could he not only foresee the imminent large-scale disaster in Jiang city, but also think that he would find him in such a short time.

In this way, he appears to be in a daze.

I don't know whether he wants to take the initiative or has already developed a strong interest in the old man, Yan Jun decided to find out the identity of the old man first.

Looking for information from the Shenwei Bureau?
Forget it, the efficiency is too low, I am afraid that if it is found out, it is no longer necessary.

It's better to ask a lonely person for help. With such a top-notch hacker partner, it is useless to use it, and it is useless to use it.

Anyway, this kid is like a machine, and he doesn't feel tired at all even if he rotates for 24 hours.

Thinking of this, Yan Jun dialed the lonely man without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone was connected, the voice of the lonely person came from inside, without delay for a second.

"Zhang Huaijiang, 60 years old, former Jiangcheng No. [-] Middle School teacher, is now retired. He once had a wife and daughter, but died in a car accident ten years ago."

The lonely man was like a roundworm in Yan Jun's stomach, and told Yan Jun the basic information of the old man as soon as he answered the phone.

After Yan Jun finished listening, his heart trembled suddenly, and he couldn't help but sigh.

I didn't expect the old man to have such a tragic past, and I don't know how he survived the past ten years alone.

You know, for an old man in his twilight years, the pain of losing a loved one and the indescribable loneliness are enough to wipe out his remaining love for life.

next moment.

Through the recorder on Zhou Ke's chest, Yan Jun looked at the old man's slightly aged face, felt a little sad in his heart, and naturally felt sympathy.

"Is there any more detailed and specific ones? The best ones are from recent years." Based on this information alone, Yan Jun's understanding of the elderly is still very simple, so he made a request to the lonely.

The voice fell.

The lonely person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said: "Since the death of Mr. Zhang's wife and daughter in a car accident, he has closed himself up and become poor at communicating and socializing. I have also been living a monotonous life of living in seclusion. Therefore, the information that can be found is indeed limited."

"Oh."

Yan Jun nodded, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.

Suddenly, the lonely man on the other end of the phone changed his subject, "By the way, I found out something that happened more than ten years ago, you might be more interested."

Hearing this, while Yan Jun was refreshed, he was speechless to the extreme, and couldn't help complaining, "Master! Can you stop panting like this when you speak?"

"Uh……"

The lonely person on the other end of the phone laughed dryly and explained, "I just found out."

"Fart! Did you find out just now, you know it in your heart! Damn!"

One thing that Yan Jun can't stand the lonely person is that the other party will always try to insult his IQ abruptly.

Although most of the time I have been seen through by myself, but when there are always negligence, this feeling is very bad.

"Don't be so angry!"

The lonely man on the other end of the phone said calmly: "How can you be so arrogant when you ask for help?"

"nonsense!"

Yan Jun replied angrily, "Brother, I'm very busy, unlike you, who spend all day peeping into other people's privacy on the Internet."

"Uh...Yan Jun, if you want to say that..."

After being bullied by Yan Jun, the lonely person suddenly became arrogant, "I really can't do anything with this busy..."

However, before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Yan Jun.

"Stop talking nonsense! You are limited to ten seconds to tell me clearly what you said that I might be interested in!" Yan Jun's tone was very strong, obviously ordering the lonely.

In this way, the lonely person lost face even more, and couldn't help but fight back.

"Yan Jun, don't deceive people too much..."

"10...9...8..." Yan Jun started counting down.

In an instant, the tone of the lonely man on the other end of the phone softened.

"Brother Jun, you won!"

next second.

The lonely man took a deep breath, and immediately told Yan Jun what happened to Zhang Huaijiang ten years ago in a serious tone.

……

Five minutes later, the lonely man's voice was a little low, and he couldn't help sighing.

"Only six days after this incident, Zhang Huaijiang's wife and daughter were involved in a car accident and passed away before being sent to the hospital."

Hearing this, Yan Jun's heart had already set off a turbulent sea, and he couldn't help but his pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a breath, "Is there such a coincidence?"

"Yes, it's such a coincidence."

The tone of the lonely person on the other end of the phone was slightly sad, "It's a coincidence that there is some connection between these two things."

Yan Jun was silent for a moment, and then slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.

"In that case, Zhang Huaijiang has demonstrated his amazing ability to predict ten years ago? Is this reliable?"

"I not only checked the news reports more than ten years ago, but also asked a few people who had experienced that incident, and basically got the same answer, that is, this Zhang Huaijiang must have the ability to predict, but the specific measures he took In what way, no one knows."

The lonely person explained: "Back then, many media in Jiangcheng City planned to follow up and report on him, but they didn't expect such a tragedy to happen, so they just let it go."

"Ah."

Yan Jun nodded, watching the live broadcast on the big screen Zhou Ke's chest recorder, his eyes narrowed slowly.

Zhang Huaijiang looked neither sad nor happy, with a burden on his shoulders. After asking this sentence, he just looked at Zhou Ke like this, waiting for his answer.