Starting from you are my glory

"Don't panic!"

Yang Man's series of words knocked Lu Xingzhi to the point of being shaken. His mind was now filled with the man behind the scenes who manipulated Zhang Sicheng to commit serial murders 13 years ago, and who used the same method to announce his return 13 years later and killed Wang Nannan.

Peace in danger? !

Has An Ning been caught by him? !

How is An Ning doing now? !

Lu Xingzhi instantly lost his ability to think. Fortunately, Wei Zhengrong was close and reacted quickly. He held Lu Xingzhi up and said in a calm tone, "Don't panic!"

"Since Wu Jia asked An Ning to call you, it proves that it is still safe!"

"The most important thing right now is to quickly go to the place An Ning mentioned!"

"I think Wu Jia asked An Ning to inform him that he couldn't control the situation himself. It's very possible that the mastermind behind the scenes is at the scene, but he hasn't set his sights on them yet!"

"Yes! Yes!" Wei Zhengrong's words were like a life-saving straw. Lu Xingzhi muttered, holding Wei Zhengrong's arms tightly with both hands, "I want to find peace!"

"I'm going to save An Ning!"

"I want to go too!" Yang Man was no less impatient than Lu Xingzhi. After a brief hesitation, Lu Xingzhi nodded with difficulty. If the worst result really happened, then as the two most direct parties involved, there would always be two people at the scene. Much better than not being there!

Hope it doesn’t come to that!

The people who had just returned from the team rushed out in a hurry. Lao Wei drove, Lu Xingzhi and Yang Man took the lead and went straight to the notified location.

"correct!"

"Your phone is turned off. Wu Jia said that when he finds you, he will turn it on and call An Ning!"

Yang Man, who was in the back seat, grabbed the co-pilot Lu Xingzhi's arm, "An Ning's first call is to you!"

Husband and wife, what Yang Man meant by this, Lu Xingzhi understood very well. Although he turned off his mobile phone when performing tasks due to work discipline, if An Ning was harmed tonight, even. . .

Lu Xingzhi didn't speak. He didn't dare to think about it anymore. He just silently took out his phone and pressed the power button hard.

"It's my dad's phone number!"

Just as he sat down and prepared to patiently listen to the long story from Wu Jia's mouth, Lu Anning's cell phone rang.

"Come on."

Wu Jia motioned to Lu Anning to lean his head towards him to avoid being discovered by Yang Zhe too easily.

By the way, this Yang Zhe is indeed a person who has been naked since 13 years ago and has not aroused any suspicion. It has been so long, and he has not noticed where others are staring!

"Hey, Dad!"

Lu Anning's low voice sounded in the small car, and the three of them all breathed a sigh of relief.

"An Ning! How are you doing over there now?! What's the situation now?! Can you leave first?!"

"Captain Lu."

Worried that An Ning might get emotional and cause unnecessary trouble due to the call, Wu Jia took the phone and quickly explained: "It's still safe now. Come here quickly. I won't turn off the phone. You can turn on the external sound. Follow up in real time!”

"Now you can tell the story."

Wu Jia put Lu Anning's cell phone away, smiled, and gave Lu Anning a comforting look.

"When did you know that you were adopted?"

"Probably more than a year ago." Lu Anning hugged her knees, stared at the dark space in front of her, and began to reminisce.

"I went home that day and saw that the door of the closet in my mother's room was not closed. I thought about closing it, but I didn't expect to see a small dark box inside."

"Out of curiosity, I opened it and looked at it. There were some certificates from my parents and the like. The bottom one was my adoption materials."

Lu Anning's slightly lonely voice sounded clearly in the three people's ears through the mobile phone.

"a year ago..."

Facing Lu Xingzhi's gaze, Yang Man thought for a moment, and then looked at Lu Xingzhi with complex eyes.

"You asked me for it last year!"

"Our divorce certificate!"

"They said your bureau wants to make copies and archive them!"

"It must have been that I was too hasty to get it and didn't pay attention, so An Ning discovered it."

"Cough!" Lu Xingzhi coughed twice awkwardly, but he didn't expect that going around in circles was still his problem.

"Then do you know who your biological parents are?" The awkward atmosphere in the car just started, but it was completely ruined by Wu Jia's words.

"You can't say it!" Lu Xingzhi grabbed the phone reflexively, "Wu Jia, you can't say it!"

"Okay." Wei Zhengrong took the time to reach out, take down the phone and put it away. He glanced at Lu Xingzhi and said, "If you shout so loudly here, you won't be heard over there."

"Besides, the conversation has already begun. Even if I stop it now, An Ning will still ask. Let's talk. It seems that tonight is the time to clear the clouds and see the blue sky!"

"I don't know." Faced with Wu Jia's question, Lu Anning shook his head, "You know?"

"I know."

In just three words, Lu Anning could hear very complicated emotions from them. Looking at Wu Jia who fell silent again, she was smart enough not to speak and just waited there quietly.

"Fifteen or sixteen years ago." Wu Jia didn't keep her waiting for long. He just collected his thoughts and said.

"The current Zhenxiang Group, at that time, was a place called Dafuhao Bathing Center. There was a waitress there named Du Mei."

"One day, she found out that she was pregnant. At that time, she liked a teacher named Gu from NTU. She knew that the child belonged to that teacher, but that teacher had his own family, and it was just a joke with Du Mei."

"Dumei originally wanted to go to the hospital to abort this child who shouldn't be there, but maybe because he saw too many births, old age, illness, and death in the hospital, or for some other reason, Du Mei didn't do that in the end, but resigned from Monopoly and became her own One person gave birth to this child.”

"After the rich man left, Du Mei's income plummeted. In order to make a living, she went to the factory and did the hardest and most tiring work, just to make more money. Every day, when she came home from get off work, she saw her daughter's Smiling face, everyone feels relaxed.”

"Originally, this was going to be a plain, heartwarming story. A single mother relied on her own efforts to raise her daughter. According to Du Mei's ability, I believe that girl can do well even without her father's care and care. Grow up, finally get into a good school, find a suitable job, meet the person you love, and then live your life."

"But." When Wu Jia said this, he turned to look at Lu Anning, who was already crying. He rummaged through his pocket and handed over the wrinkled tissue.

"Clean it. I smoked a few extra ones from that noodle shop tonight."

“I don’t have the nerve to take more, because I’m afraid the boss will slap me when he sees the chopsticks for holding the lo mein!”

"Pfft!" Originally still feeling a little sad, Lu Anning was amused by Wu Jia's words, neither crying nor laughing, so Lu Anning had no choice but to take the tissue and wipe her eyes hard.

"The boss should hit you with that stool!"

"That's not the case." Wu Jia shook his head cooperatively and said, "I just took a few pieces of tissue paper, and it's not a crime like this."

"What happened next?" Lu Anning calmed down and asked, "You said there must be a turning point. What happened next?!"

"But most things in the world don't always go as people want."

Wu Jia sighed and continued: "The hemp rope was broken at a thin spot. Du Mei, who has obviously tried hard to live an ordinary life and just wants to raise her daughter safely, still failed to achieve such an ordinary wish. ."

"She's been targeted by a demon!"

Lu Anning felt a cold wind blowing for no reason, so she shrank her body and leaned closer to Wu Jia.

"That was 15 years ago."

"In the Nandu City Library, a young man who prefers crime novels met a young man with a talent for art."

"They all like this kind of unpopular novels, and they all regard that encounter as a chance encounter, a chance encounter in a huge sea of ​​people, and they will probably never see each other again in the future."

"However, fate is often like this. What we think is forever disappears in an instant. What we think is accidental, who can say that it is not destiny?"

"When we met in the library for the second time, the young man with artistic talent happened to be borrowing paintings from home and abroad. It included some famous paintings by European Renaissance painters who were good at depicting hell."

"The young man who preferred crime novels was deeply attracted at that moment. After looking at the paintings, he began to chat with the artistic young man about the criminal methods in crime novels without restraint."

“Discuss how we can commit crimes without leaving traces!”

"How to kill without being arrested!"

"It was the two of them who killed my mother?" Lu Anning asked tremblingly, "Really?"

"Yes!" Wu Jia looked at her stubborn eyes and answered affirmatively, "But no, because there are still some shortcomings in the middle."

"Although the young man who loved crime novels wanted to carry out his evil thoughts, at that time, the evil thoughts in his heart were not enough. In other words, his humanity could still control the devil in his heart. This was emphasized by the artistic man Talented young people see clearly.”

"So, a clever plan was implemented. The young man with artistic talent used his job and family status to add a famous painting that should have been rejected to the exhibition of replicas of world famous paintings in Nandu City Library that year. He went out to the event and notified the young man with the devil in his heart to come and watch.”

"As expected."

"Shortly after the exhibition ended, in the city library, a man died."

"Her name is Moran. She is a staff member of the city library. She is not good at communicating with others. She likes to read detective and crime novels."

"She was murdered in her own home."

"The appearance after the murder was very similar to a scene in the famous painting on display."

"In other words, it's a tribute!"

"After Moran's death, for two consecutive years, there were no related or similar cases in the entire Nandu City. The murderer seemed to have disappeared."

"Actually, he just perfected his killing techniques and processes."

"The devil in his heart was completely released, and his humanity was swallowed up completely. From that day on, he only looked like a human, but in fact, he was a devil in human skin!"

"The devil started a more careful plan. He found an excuse for his sins. He also found the best place to commit the crime and chose the innocent people he wanted to kill!"

"That night, after Du Mei worked overtime, she went to pick up her daughter from the kindergarten. The mother and daughter hummed a song and walked through an area of ​​old dilapidated houses that were waiting for demolition on their way home."

"The devil appeared when they were unprepared."

"Before Du Mei died, he did not forget to create opportunities for his young daughter to escape."

"She held on to the devil tightly. Although the devil's hammer kept hitting her on the head, it wasn't until she saw her daughter disappearing at the end of the road that she could no longer be seen, that she finally let go. Hands, but her eyes can never be closed."

"For God's sake, maybe it was Du Mei's last opportunity to sacrifice her life that allowed a little girl less than three years old to hide in an abandoned closet, escape the devil's hunt, and finally survive!"

"Woooooo!"

"That murderer." Lu Anning sobbed and stared at Wu Jia and asked, "Who is that murderer?!"

"Zhang Sicheng."

"A demon who was captured and shot two years ago."

Wu Jia dug into his pocket, "I wish I could have taken more tissues from that boss."

“It’s all gone in my pocket now.”

"Why don't you take my coat instead first?"

"It's okay." Lu Anning wiped his face with his arm and asked Wu Jiadao: "What about you?"

"Why do you know these things?!"

"Why are you so clear?"

"Also, is the man behind the scenes you just mentioned on the phone with my mother the same young man with artistic talent who was in the city library 15 years ago? So who is he? ?!”

"I..."

As soon as Wu Jiagang spoke, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from the back of his head, and his eyelids began to beat violently. Danger!

Without hesitation, he pushed Lu Anning away who was still stunned, and then rolled in the opposite direction. Unfortunately, he was still half a step too slow. Severe pain came from his right arm. With many years of experience in being beaten, Wu Jia You know, my right arm has been broken and can’t be used now!

"what!"

Lu Anning was pushed away. Although he was frightened, he still escaped safely. He got up slightly embarrassed and saw a middle-aged man holding a wooden stick standing where the two of them were sitting.

"You are..."

In the dark night, Lu Anning blinked a few times and felt that this person looked familiar. He recognized it carefully and blurted out.

"Uncle Yang!"

"It's me." Yang Zhe, who had been hiding in the dark, raised his head. Although he was smiling, the meaning behind it made Lu Anning panic. She hurried to Wu Jia and helped him up.

"do not."

Big beads of sweat fell from Wu Jia's face. Lu Anning's support just now was directly pressing on the fractured part of his right arm. I have to say, this kind of pain is really refreshing!

"My bones are broken!"

"Then let's go to the hospital!"

"You go first." Wu Jia pushed Lu Anning and said, "Otherwise neither of us will be able to escape!"

"Wise choice." Yang Zhe threw the stick on the ground and clapped his hands expressionlessly, "It's a pity that you two will die!"