That night.

Inside a nursing home in Tianhai city center.

An old man with gray hair was slowly closing his book and preparing to turn off the lamp next to the bed.

After retiring ten years ago, he went directly into a nursing home. Now he is eighty years old, but he still can't let go of his previous job.

It's not that the job was great, it was just that when he held a certain position, he made some decisions that were against his will.

"Even if I don't do it, someone else will do it, and they can completely skip my part."

Although he had always comforted himself in this way, he had never truly felt at ease one day in the ten years of living in the nursing home.

Every time he turned off the desk lamp and lay on the bed staring at the dark ceiling, he would think of that day.

That day, he sat on the leather chair in his luxurious office, holding the heavy execution document in his hand, and finally signed and agreed to the execution.

His fingers slid lightly over the paper, each word piercing his heart like a needle.

Although the case is full of doubts, the key evidence and motives are still unclear, and the man's past and those unproven explanations are like a mess entangled in his mind.

He is old and his brain is not very clear anymore.

That child seems to love to laugh...

He is very polite to everyone, and he also likes to joke with others. No matter what danger he encounters, he can say a few witty words to relieve everyone's tension.

Especially his eyes, which always seemed to be full of hope.

But now, those memories are covered by cold facts, and all the good things are torn apart by the cruel reality.

"Alas." A low sigh echoed in the empty room, as if it was a helpless lament for fate.

In an instant, a black shadow quietly appeared in the corner of the room, like a ghost stalking in the night.

The black shadow silently approached the bed, squatted down slowly, and put his face close to the old man's trembling ears. His voice was low and cold: "Zhong Rulin... you deserve to die..."

The old man was awakened by the sudden sound. Just as he was about to call for help, a strong hand tightly covered his mouth.

He opened his eyes wide and saw through the darkness those eyes burning with the flames of revenge. They were like two deep black holes, devouring his peace.

"Ten years ago... Tianhai City Special Administration Bureau... Director of the Adjudication Court... Zhong Rulin..."

The man's voice seemed to come from under the Nine Netherworld, and every word was filled with a chilling chill.

"Ugh!! Ugh!!"

The old man struggled hard, but the opponent's strength was too strong for him to move. The man continued to whisper in his ear in that devilish tone: "...Zhong Rulin...you are the first..."

"Ten years ago...the ruling court...Zhong Rulin...you were the first..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold air came from the old man's neck, and a sharp blade cut his throat.

In the quiet night, only the old man's silent screams and the cruel melody of blood splashing were left.

The old man's struggle gradually became sluggish, and his eyes began to lose focus.

But in the end, he did recognize this man's eyes...

That's right, that's the kid...

Finally, when the old man's hand dropped weakly, the blood from his neck had stained the quilt and sheets.

The black shadow was still kneeling on the ground. He held the black double blade tightly, and then put it on his forehead, as if praying: "...No one...can escape." Don’t fall off…”

......

Ten minutes later, the reception desk of Tianhai City Special Management Bureau headquarters.

Although it is said to be a reception area, the most people received here are some fraternal units, and basically no one from the Special Administrative Bureau can enter.

"what's the situation."

"I heard that more than ten people from the execution team were injured and are still lying in the medical department."

"Is he the same person who attacked Lin Ziyu of Team 7?"

"It seems, anyway, now the captain of the seventh team and Yan Yu of the execution team feel like they want to eat people. You must not provoke them."

"I'm crazy, why should I provoke them?"

When the black shadow quietly passed by members of the Special Administration Bureau who were busy due to recent events, no one noticed his presence.

When he came to the counter, the girl on duty was still playing with her mobile phone, until the man quietly said: "...I'm looking for someone."

The girl was startled and almost dropped her phone on the ground. After seeing the man, she was obviously a little suspicious: "Which department are you from?"

The man took out an old Special Administration Bureau badge from his arms with a black-gloved hand and placed it on the front desk.

"Huh? Your badge is already like this. Why don't you go to the logistics department to apply for a replacement."

The girl took the badge and looked at it, and then the man spoke again.

"I... looking for someone."

The girl rolled her eyes at him, feeling that this man was very strange, but she still asked: "Okay, who are you looking for?"

"...Squad 7...Alien members..."

"Squad 7? Alien members, oh, are you looking for Captain Li?"

"..."

The man didn't speak. The girl seemed to be still looking at the badge, and something seemed more and more wrong.

"...Wu...Zhi...Qi." Just when the girl was about to compare the identification number on the badge, the man spoke again.

"The seventh... heterogeneous member of the team... Wuzhi Qi."

"Wuzhiqi? Wuzhiqi is no longer in Team 7. He defected a few years ago. Sir, are you from out of town? The captain of Team 7 is now Li Muhan, and the alien members are also Captain Li Muhan. "

"..."

The man listened to the girl's words and said nothing more, while the girl lowered her head and entered the identification number into the system.

But when the Special Administration Bureau member did not appear in the system, the man had quietly left the counter.

"Where's the man..." The girl stood up in a daze and looked around, but found no sign of the man at all.

"What's wrong, Xiao Deng?"

At this time, Cen Lin came over. He had a bandage on his arm and had just completed an examination at the medical department.

After Lin Ziyu was attacked that day, the dark figure also found Cen Lin in the hotel atrium and approached Cen Lin by relying on his quiet nature.

But Cen Lin noticed an abnormality in the last one and opened the realm to stop the man's movements. However, his arm was also cut. Although it was treated, the black aura at the wound has not dissipated until now.

"Chief Cen." Xiao Deng handed the badge to Cen Lin: "There was a weirdo just now who came to see Wuzhiqi from the seventh team."

"Wuzhi Qi?" Cen Lin took the badge in confusion.

"Yes, and his badge looks different from ours. I have checked the identification code on it, and there is no such person at all. Do you think this badge is fake?"

"No..." Cen Lin fumbled with the badge and seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem: "...This badge did come from the Special Administration Bureau, but it was the Special Administration Bureau ten years ago, and ......."

Cen Lin frowned, as if he had a guess about the identity of this uninvited guest.

"This is a captain's badge from ten years ago."

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