Mr. Wood is in the North Pole, I am in the South

Mu Nancheng suddenly thought of something, and walked quickly into the living room. He picked up the black suit jacket thrown on the sofa, and took out a jewelry box from his pocket. He ordered Han Zhen who was following him without looking back:

"Get a lighter."

As soon as Han Zhen heard it, he understood that what Mu Nancheng wanted was not an ordinary cigarette lighter. He went out and came back after a while. He handed a high-pressure jet lighter to Mu Nancheng, who was hanging on his finger. A string of "Hera's Tears" worth [-] billion, the purple pendant exudes gorgeous splendor under the light.

"laugh--"

The white flame suddenly lit up with the high temperature of 3000°. Mu Nancheng put the pendant on the flame. In the dazzling light, dozens of cut surfaces of the diamond shone like stars, and countless The "K"-shaped letters are reflected from the cut surfaces.

Han Zhen took a breath:

"Sir, this is..."

Mu Nancheng glanced at Han Zhen faintly. He moved his wrist, but Han Zhen had no time to stop him. He could only watch the tongue of fire lick the radiant diamond in an instant. It regained its original appearance——

An inconspicuous black stone.

Han Zhen didn't let out the breath he took in until now, his voice trembled in disbelief,

"This is...King of Hearts..."

The so-called "Hera's Tears", the priceless purple diamond, is not a diamond at all, but the famous Heart K card of the Illuminati!

Han Zhen accompanied Mu Nancheng to track down the murderer who killed Mu Nancheng's father, Mu Duo, and found many clues. In the end, all the clues pointed to Mu Duo's death at the hands of Heart K!

Today "Hera's tears" finally fell into Song Xiaoran's hands again, and Han Zhen understood everything at once.

Mu Nancheng threw the unrecognizable stone into the trash can. He sat down in front of the sofa, took out a tissue and slowly wiped his fingers.

His movements were very slow and graceful, as if he wasn't the one who was made to fidget by anxiety and panic a few minutes ago, as if the appearance of another "Fu Yuxing" couldn't make any more waves in his emotions, as if the burnt heart The "Tears of Hera" do not possess any special significance.

Mu Nancheng's voice also returned to its usual stability, and he ordered Han Zhen in a low voice:

"Find an amethyst with higher purity, the more similar to 'Hera's tears', the better."

Han Zhen, who had always been obedient to Mu Nancheng's words, stood there without moving. He rarely had such an expression, and his eyes almost came out of the window, staring at the black stone in the trash can.

Mu Nancheng looked up at him.

Han Zhen's breath was unstable:

"Sir, 'Hera's Tears' belonged to He Qiao before, so she is probably the previous King of Hearts, you..."

Your father died at the hands of He Qiao!

Mu Nancheng raised his hand to stop Han Zhen, his eyes were as calm as a bottomless ancient well, Han Zhen suddenly realized a fact in such indifferent eyes, Mu Nancheng actually knew it a long time ago.

Although Mu Nancheng didn't know that He Qiao was the K of Hearts, he knew that the death of his father Mu Duo was related to the He family, and he had already made a choice between hatred and love.

"Even if..." Han Zhen's voice trembled uncontrollably, his words were incoherent,

"Even if you don't care about it, why did you destroy this stone? This is the only evidence...you don't want Song Xiaoran to know...but now that he has been selected, if you don't tell him, he will know sooner or later. 'King of Hearts' is ruined, they won't let you go..."

"So I don't have much time," Mu Nancheng lowered his eyes, and his low voice contained deep, resigned helplessness, "Go Steven, do as I say."

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The bright sunlight shines through the stained glass windows on the roof of the attic, and casts on the woman standing by the window.

She was wearing a white nightdress, and her long jet-black hair was winding down like black spring water, and every strand of her hair carried a bone-chilling coolness.

She stretched out her hand in front of the window, and the thin light was jumping at her fingertips, and the bright light spots were refracted into the out-of-focus pupils, which was purple representing loneliness and melancholy.

"Squeak-"

The wooden door was pushed open from the outside, and a boy in a standard school uniform walked in, holding a bouquet of purple irises still stained with morning dew.

"Mom," Xiao Ran's smile was like the morning light, he put the iris into the vase on the table, and said briskly, "I didn't see you when I went to your room, why are you here again? The air circulation here is not good .”

He Qiao turned around, silver light flashed past Xiao Ran's eyes, he looked intently, He Qiao's palm was holding a purple flowing pendant, the thin platinum chain was hanging down along the edge of his palm, sprinkled all over her. The sunlight on his body and the bright golden light merged into one place, dazzled his eyes.

"Mom hasn't worn this necklace for a long time, do you want me to put it on for you?"

Xiao Ran walked over, the 12-year-old boy was taller than his mother, he reached out to pick up the necklace, but He Qiao stepped back in surprise, looking at him cautiously.

"Mom," Xiao Ran couldn't hide his sadness, "Don't you recognize me again today?"

He Qiao's eyes were weird and sharp, and she mumbled with her lips:

"Eleven, you are No. Eleven..."

"I'm Ranran, I'm your son, Mom." Xiao Ran took a step forward and hugged He Qiao's petite and frail body, his voice choked up, "I'm not your experiment number."

"No.Eleven...you are the most successful experiment...the most successful..."

Xiao Ran's tears fell silently and flowed into He Qiao's slender neck, which seemed to be easily broken at any time. His mother suffered from depression three years ago, and now her condition has deteriorated to the extreme. She murmured some strange words to herself, and her grandpa and uncle completely refused to let her go out.

Her emotions are often out of control, and often she will even violently hurt others. Only when she sees Xiao Ran can she calm down.

When Xiao Ran heard a "crack", he was startled when he looked up. He Qiao was putting the pendant of the necklace in his mouth and biting:

"mom!"

Xiao Ran hurried to snatch it, he snatched the necklace from He Qiao's mouth, but He Qiao rushed over to snatch it from him like crazy, the man who lost his mind had great strength, Xiao Ran was caught off guard, the necklace was snatched by He Qiao, She threw the necklace viciously on the floor, and stomped on it fiercely like venting her anger.

She generally stepped hard on one side and murmured:

"I'm not the king of hearts, I'm not the king of hearts..."

Xiao Ran wanted to pull He Qiao:

"Mom, don't be like this..."

He Qiao's expression was ferocious, and his eyes burst out with resentment and despair like a cornered beast:

"Damn it! Damn it! You all go to hell! I'm not the King of Hearts...but, but..."

"Mom, I'm here!"

He Qiao suddenly burst into tears, she hugged Xiao Ran and cried loudly:

"Of course...my baby, mom is sorry for you, I'm sorry for you..."

"No, you didn't apologize to me..."

"I did evil, I did evil!"

He Qiao beat his chest desperately and tore her long hair. She was shaking like chaff. Xiao Ran couldn't hold her down at all. He shouted out the door:

"Come on, come on, come on!"

The door was pushed open, and the servants and nurses rushed in. Several people grabbed He Qiao with all their might, and the woman struggled desperately. She kicked, bit her teeth, butted her head, and attacked crazily. All those who try to restrain her.

The room was almost a pan of boiling oil. Everyone's exclamations, footsteps, body collisions, and He Qiao's heart-piercing screams twisted into a din that almost broke through the roof. Dazed.

He Qiao lost control many times before, but as long as Xiao Ran was with her, she could quickly calm down. Today, her emotions are like a huge torrent breaking the dam, and it is out of control.

Everyone pressed He Qiao to the ground, and her nails rubbed wildly on the teak floor. The sound of creaking and creaking was like the wailing of an evil spirit. The veins on the back of her hands were bulging, and each one of them was like thorns piercing Xiao Ran's eyes.

Xiao Ran squatted on the ground crying badly:

"Mom, don't be like this, look at me, I am really..."

The child's crying seemed to startle the woman, she slowly stopped struggling, raised her head from the messy long hair, her red eyes were dull and dull.

While crying, Xiao Ran stroked He Qiao's long hair that was scattered all over his face, combed it slowly, and tied it up with a hair tie. He Qiao stared blankly at him, and the private nurse calmed down at this moment. The drug pushed into her veins.

The room was dead silent.

Xiao Ran sat on the ground with his knees hugged for a long time, until his legs were numb, he tried to stand up, a light flashed in his sight, he looked over, the necklace fell in the middle of the room, trampled by a group of panicked people It has been passed countless times, and its thrilling luster is still intact. The purple diamond reflects the tide in the sun, and dozens of cut surfaces reflect bizarre images.

All the scenery in the attic, the white walls, the dark cabinets, the glass windows with colorful paintings, and the oily floor, all rotated in an instant. , the myriad letters that spread out from the center of the diamond.

……

Xiao Ran suddenly opened his eyes.

Rapid breathing and chaotic heartbeat echoed in the silent room, and Mu Nancheng, who had just fallen asleep, woke up immediately.

He turned on the bedside lamp, and saw Xiao Ran staring at the ceiling with his pupils that were enlarged to the extreme. He didn't even respond to the sudden light. His forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, dripping wet red. The corners of the eyes slipped into the pinnae of the ears.

"Xiao Ran, Xiao Ran—"

Mu Nancheng patted his face anxiously, "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Xiao Ran's eyeballs slowly turned, focusing on Mu Nancheng's face. When he opened his mouth, his voice was dry and hoarse:

"what time is it……"

Mu Nancheng glanced at the wall clock on the wall:

"It's past four o'clock in the morning, and it was twelve o'clock when we came out of the bar, and you haven't slept for long."

Mu Nancheng went to the bathroom and took a hot towel out to wipe off Xiao Ran's sweat. Xiao Ran asked him:

"Where is 'Hera's Tears'?"

Mu Nancheng's hand paused slightly, then continued to wipe him, Xiao Ran looked up at him.

"Don't move, I'll get it for you later."

Mu Nancheng pulled the slippers of the hotel, first poured a glass of water for Xiao Ran to feed, then he went to the outside room, and when he came back, the necklace was already hooked on his index finger, he sat down on the head of the bed, smiling narrowly Ask Xiao Ran:

"Shall I put it on for you?"

Xiao Ran brought the necklace over with one hand and pressed the remote control with the other to turn on all the lights in the room that could be turned on. He hung the necklace high above his head, raised his neck, and kept changing angles to look at the purple pendant.

Mu Nancheng put one hand on his knee and looked at him amusedly:

"What are you doing? Is this still fake?"

Xiao Ran actually asked a question:

"is this real?"

Mu Nancheng half closed his eyes and smiled:

"13 billion is guaranteed to be the most expensive diamond in the world. Didn't you see it being photographed with your own eyes?"

With Xiao Ran's naked eyes, of course he couldn't tell the real diamond from the fake, he just had a vague feeling that this diamond seemed different from the ones he had seen back then.

Xiao Ran was stunned for a while, every detail of the dream was rewinding and circling in his mind again.

No, that was not a dream.

The narrow attic, the stained glass windows, the boy holding flowers, the absent-minded and raving mother...every plot had happened in his life. The only thing that didn't match was the end of the dream. Did he ever see the letters on the diamond in 12? Maybe it was just the projection of the scene on the rooftop in his dream.

Mu Nancheng hugged him gently from behind, brushing his ears with warm lips:

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed about my mother."

The room was as bright as day. I don't know if it was because Xiao Ran was still mentally exhausted, or because he was completely defenseless towards Mu Nancheng. He unconsciously leaned against Mu Nancheng's arms, and told him in a soft and soft voice, The pale crimson lips opened and closed, unreservedly pouring out many secrets deeply buried in memory.

Mu Nancheng embraced him with one hand, and gently rubbed the back of his neck with the other, his deep eyebrows were filled with gentle lake water.

"...my mother calls me a test subject every time she doesn't recognize me. She calls me No. Elenen, which is a test product number." Xiao Ran raised his head and looked at Mu Nancheng in confusion, "Do you think it will be What experiment did she do on me?"

Mu Nancheng's eyes froze, he touched Xiao Ran from the top of his head to his feet, and asked nervously:

"Have you ever felt uncomfortable?"

"That's not true," Xiao Ran said, "I have a physical examination every year, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Mu Nancheng also had a copy of Xiao Ran's annual physical examination report, so he was relieved:

"So, it should just be an illusion caused by her mental instability. Maybe she always thought she was in the laboratory. After all, she was once the most successful biological scientist."

"Yes, the most successful biological scientist," Xiao Ran murmured, "How could such a person easily become insane?"

"Didn't it mean that she divorced your father, and then you were kidnapped? These blows are too great for her..."

Xiao Ran shook his head lightly:

"It may be true for ordinary people, but my mother, she is actually a very smart and strong person, she has a very tenacious mind..."

"If a person is poked into a soft spot, no matter how smart and powerful they are, it's useless, especially when it comes to emotional damage, which cannot be controlled at all," Mu Nancheng stroked Xiao Ran's cheeks with his slender fingers like feathers, and rubbed his head against his face ,

"If you break my heart, I won't be able to bear it either, probably more than your mother can bear that kind of blow."

Xiao Ran couldn't pick up on this topic, he stared at Mu Nancheng dumbfounded.

Mu Nancheng pursed his lips, obviously there was no shadow at all, but his face showed an expression of grievance, and said pitifully,

"So Xiao Ran, you must not bully me, huh?"

"I..." Xiao Ran's ears were hot, and he stammered, "Why should I bully you, I'm not an immoral person!"

Mu Nancheng's eyes flickered with tiny gleams, he hugged Xiao Ran's arms tightly, lowered his head and sighed against his ear:

"With your words, I won't be afraid."

The hot air from Mu Nancheng's breath hit Xiao Ran's earbones and neck, and the numbness felt like electric light flowing through the nerves and spreading into the limbs and bones.

The familiar throbbing came quietly again.

Xiao Ran's heart trembled, and peach blossoms bloomed on his cheeks.

He suddenly forgot the topic he had discussed with Mu Nancheng before, and he also forgot that there were many issues he wanted to discuss with Mu Nancheng. He slipped into the bed, covered his head with the quilt, and the ending sound changed in a panic:

"I'm going to sleep! Don't talk to me!"

"Okay," Mu Nancheng dug the child's head out of the quilt, leaned over and kissed the top of his hair, his smiling voice was soft and warm, as if the early summer wind was blowing through the treetops, "wake up, I'll bring him You go out and play."

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