Wild temptation! After a full-level hacker boss is selected into the special agent team

Who has the ability to hand over the inheritance rights of Nagano?

The leader, the leader.

Zhou Zishan quickly figured everything out.

It's too simple. As long as Ruan Jingxiong's identity is made clear, the logical relationship should not be too connected.

Since Ruan Jingxiong is the leader of Nagano, judging from Nagano's operations over the years, Ruan Jingxiong must have used his strength to push his daughter Ruan Ying out to block the knife, and then conveniently removed the hat on his head. , dirty water, and the knife hanging in front of her neck were all thrown to her daughter.

Ruan Ying is just an abandoned son of Ruan Jingxiong.

Zhou Zishan sneered.

Since Nagano can issue a wanted order for him and it is still an organization under Ruan Jingxiong, then the Ruan family must have known about his existence early on.

During his childhood, adolescence, and boyhood, the Ruan family must have known where he was.

It's just that I don't want to come to him.

Zhou Zishan understood immediately.

Chen Wu hurt him, used him, and tried to destroy him, but at best, Chen Wu was just a small character who took the blame for the real murderer.

And the culprit is in this room.

Right under Zhou Zishan's nose.

He is this sixty-year-old man who eats, drinks, has fun, travels, feasts on wine and meat, and enjoys the beauty of life.

At this moment, the murderous intention that had been buried in Zhou Zishan's heart for many years grew crazily, almost annihilating his reason.

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Li Wenye finally got a potion from Li Lin that could alleviate the effects of hallucinogens. This batch was enough for his sister to use for nearly three to five months.

If it works well, maybe my sister's condition can be saved.

In addition, from the first moment he saw Li Lin, Li Wenye always had a strange feeling. He felt that Li Lin looked very similar to his late mother.

If true, that would be very strange.

Because he never knew that his mother gave birth to three children and that he had a younger brother.

So, when Li Lin wasn't paying attention, Li Wenye took a piece of Li Lin's hair and went to a professional agency for a paternity test.

No, he just came back from the institution and received a text message from Zhou Zishan.

[Big Fish: Are you free?]

[No. 8: What? Just opened]

[Big Fish: Want to drink]

[No. 8: Come on, you helped me a lot with my sister’s matter last time. I’ll treat you to a drink today. Just order whatever you want.]

[Big Fish: Yeah, I’ll be there in 30 minutes]

While changing glasses of wine, Zhou Zishan leaned on the recliner and stared at the ceiling drunkenly, "Li Wenye, what do you think is the meaning of life?"

After saying that, he grabbed the whiskey glass and poured liquid into his mouth.

Li Wenye looked at the "big fish" in front of him and laughed dumbly. "There is no meaning in living. Actually, I feel that if I can fish my sister out of the abyss and help my mother avenge her, my life will have no regrets."

Of course, there was another thing he wasn't sure whether to tell Zhou Zishan: Li Lin was probably his fraternal twin brother.

He didn't know that this was a well-intentioned move deliberately made by Zhou Zishan.

After listening to Li Wenye's words, Zhou Zishan was at a loss. The lights in his eyes turned into nine, and then into one, then overlapped, and dispersed again. He murmured: "I must have done a damned thing in my previous life, otherwise why?" It’s been so bad in this life.”

"Some people can live so well even if they do nothing, or even do all the evil things..." Zhou Zishan emptied the wine bottle and dropped his hand on the edge of the chair, "Some people have worked hard all their lives and still struggle to have enough food and clothing." Online, there is no fairness in this life."

Li Wenye smiled helplessly, "Zishan, I can't comfort you. After all, I don't think I'm living a good life. You know the nature of the job of a grave filler."

Zhou Zishan lay on the chair with his head up, looked down at Li Wenye, who was spotlessly clean and even looked a bit like a germophobe, and asked: "How could you become a grave filler? Aren't you a branch of the Li family? Li Hongyin is your cousin." Bar."

Li Wenye uncorked a new wine bottle and asked, "Will the side branch follow the same path as them?"

Zhou Zishan put the empty wine bottle on the table, took the new one from Li Wenye, stretched out a finger from the hand holding the bottle, pointed at Li Wenye and laughed: "So you are struggling on the line of food and clothing, and you are still working as a filler." Graveman?"

"At least I'm quite free." Li Wenye smiled bitterly, "It's my own fault."

"You know, I once had a brother who died inexplicably. He was unlucky and didn't even leave a whole body." Li Wenye also opened a bottle for himself, imitating Zhou Zishan and pointing at the bottle. After taking a sip, he choked on the strong drink and coughed, his face flushed.

"...Then I met a big brother who said he could teach me how to find friends, and I found him. At that time, I was about..." Li Wenye thought for a long time, then looked at Zhou Zishan, "16 years old."

Zhou Zishan drank in silence and listened silently.

"At that time, the sanctions team of that generation did not have a code name, and their strength was still uneven." Li Wenye suddenly smiled, "At that age, I felt that I was very handsome, like an assistant to the messenger of justice, so I followed him fiercely. Other gravefillers learned the technique.”

"Later, after I saw more death, I suddenly felt that maybe there is no difference between living and dying. They are both painful deaths and painful lives."

Zhou Zishan raised the wine bottle and said, "Cheers to life."

Li Wenye smiled and said, "To live."

The two chatted until midnight.

Li Wenye closed the shop and sent Zhou Zishan out. He looked at the drunk "Big Fish" and said, "You really don't need me to see you off?"

Zhou Zishan took two or three staggering steps and waved to Li Wenye, "No, I'll just stroll around. Hongcheng is also very poetic at night."

Li Wenye's face was full of drunkenness: "Okay, then be careful on the road. If you can really write some poetry collection, after it is published, remember to give me the first signed copy."

Zhou Zishan saluted Li Wenye: "Yes, Sir!"

Seeing Li Wenye close the store door, Zhou Zishan staggered out.

No one noticed a strange man squatting in the shadow corner holding a camera.

Just as Zhou Zishan passed an alley, a strong wind came from his side.

Then he fell into a warm embrace.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a head of white hair.

"Why did you drink so much?" Ling Lie pushed Zhou Zishan into his arms.

Zhou Zishan hugged Ling Lie and started talking nonsense: "Scumbag, if you hug me, what will your wife do..."

Ling Lie chuckled.

Just when the man in the distance was about to press the shutter, Ling Lie glanced over with a look full of murderous intent.

The strange man was stunned for a moment, then there was a crisp sound in his ears, his head tilted, and he fell into the grass.

Ling Lie lifted Zhou Zishan onto his shoulders, walked in that direction, lowered his head to pick up the camera, and threw the strange man into the morgue below the headquarters.

Fang Shu, who had just finished handling a wave of corpses, saw the new "goods" suddenly appeared in the open space, and yelled in the air: "You are so cold, I don't have to get off work!"

On his shoulders, Zhou Zishan punched and kicked Ling Lie: "Put me down! You are a scumbag who always gives up! You are obviously married, but you are still having an affair with me!"

Ling Lie smiled and stretched out his palm to hit Zhou Zishan's buttocks: "Pah!"

"Hmm..." Zhou Zishan's eyes were full of resentment. He put his hands on Zhou Zishan's shoulders and tried to jump down. He cursed, "Why did you hit me?"

Ling Lie teased him with a smile, "Stay well, or I'll beat you when I get home."

Zhou Zishan was extremely unconvinced and struggled in the harsh confinement.

A slap fell: "Pah!"

Ling Lie asked: "Will you drink with other men next time?"

Zhou Zishan hung on Ling Lie's shoulder and retorted dissatisfiedly: "Just drink."

Another slap fell: "Pah!"