The first cancer in the world of immortality

Chapter 187 The Orphan of a Martyr
"So, why are we squatting here?"

Lin Xiaomeng, who was hiding in the dark, asked quietly as the police officers were vigilantly searching the courtyard with explosion-proof shields, micro-punches and other combat equipment.

Ye Zijin shook his head: "It's just a hunch."

After the previous events, he has fully realized that he cannot reveal the existence of the system in front of anyone.

Even if it is a fellow villager who is very close to him.

"The teams report the situation."

"One team, no abnormality."

"Second team, nothing unusual."

"Three teams, no abnormalities."

The middle-aged man continued to speak into the walkie-talkie: "Seriously search."

"Yes!"

With excellent eyesight, Ye Zijin saw that this middle-aged man was wearing a police uniform with two stripes of three stars printed on his shoulder straps.

Obviously, this person must be in a high position in the Public Security Bureau.

Sure enough, the following conversations with the people around him confirmed Ye Zijin's conjecture.

"Bureau Zhao, what is this place?" A young policeman stood beside the middle-aged man: "A large number of unknown people gathered, this looks like a criminal den."

"It's a criminal den."

"That's right." Director Zhao sighed, "Extortion, this criminal group is really doing everything."

"Then why don't we take it away? Is there no evidence?" The young policeman wondered.

Director Zhao shook his head: "In the beginning there was no evidence. But later, I quietly dispatched a comrade to infiltrate the enemy, and quickly collected a lot of criminal evidence."

"It's just that, although the evidence is there, that comrade discovered another secret. Behind this group of people, there are still people who are secretly supporting them."

The young policeman nodded knowingly: "So, we have been holding back all the time, just to avoid arousing the enemy. After finding out the criminals behind it, we will collect the net and catch all criminals in one go?"

"Yes."

Director Zhao sighed and lit a cigarette: "Unfortunately, during the secret work of this comrade, his identity was greatly suspected. In the end, something happened."

Young policeman: "!!!"

Ye Zijin suddenly suffocated.

His gaze was fixed on Director Zhao who was smoking.

Director Zhao took a puff of cigarette and continued, "It's just that at that time, for the development of the case and to protect the safety of the martyr's family. According to the instructions of the superior, this matter was included in the confidentiality policy."

"Because the comrade was not exposed directly, but was only suspected. So we didn't disclose the real identity of the comrade. We simply arrested a few gangsters, convicted them of manslaughter, and pretended to let it go."

The young policeman asked: "Now, since the crime den has been destroyed, can the real identity of this martyr be announced?"

"That's right." Zhao Ju said with emotion: "Brother Xiangyang, it's a big revenge. Alas, their old Ye's family is also suffering."

Just when he heard the word "Xiangyang", Ye Zijin's brain buzzed immediately.

Xiangyang, Ye Xiangyang.

It's his father's name.

From the time he has memory, the image of his father is that of a street gangster.

The mother didn't know how many times he had persuaded him, even though he was seriously ill, but still couldn't make his father's prodigal son turn back.

Although his father was very kind to him, Ye Zijin was always thinking that when he grows up, he must never be like his father.

He hangs out with people on the streets every day, fights and kills, and then evades the police in embarrassment.

Especially the moment when the father's body was carried back.In addition to the pain, the 8-year-old boy secretly vowed that he would never follow the old path his father walked in the future.

His father was very good to him, but he never felt admiration for his father.

But now, the truth is revealed.My own father was actually a secret worker who was infiltrated by the police into a criminal den, a martyr, and a hero of the people!

Ye Zijin was in a trance for a while.

It turned out that his father was a martyr.And I am the offspring of martyrs.

His own father, Ye Xiangyang.Bearing the scorn of his neighbors and the disgust of his family, he silently provided intelligence to the police in the dark and served the people silently.

Even at the moment of sacrifice, he still didn't get the respect he deserved, and he still didn't get the understanding of his family.

Ye Zijin lowered her head, silently looking at the ground in front of her.

On the icy soil, a piece of dogtail grass stands alone under the deep night.

"Bureau Zhao, why didn't we take any action?" The young policeman's voice came again.

Bureau Zhao took another puff of cigarette: "Because there is still no investigation behind this."

"But tonight, unknown persons used mysterious chemical weapons to break into the headquarters, turning all these criminals into mummies."

"As soon as this incident happens, the rest of the nods will definitely be alarmed and get out of our control."

"So before I set off, I ordered the soldiers to split up and wipe out all the criminal dens in City Y in one fell swoop."

"..."

【mission completed】

[You have obtained all healing potions*2]

Ye Zijin didn't have time to listen to Director Zhao's subsequent words.

In his mind, the few memories about his father kept echoing.

"Zijin, Zijin!"

Lin Xiaomeng yelled several times in a row before awakening Ye Zijin from her memories.

"What... what's wrong?"

"The magic cultivator's breath reappeared."

Lin Xiaomeng frowned and said, "What's wrong with you, I don't think your spirit is very good?"

"It's nothing."

Ye Zijin sighed, and glanced at Director Zhao at the gate of the courtyard.

When Moxiu's matter is settled, he must meet with Zhao Ju and ask him about his father.

"Is it Tingting's breath?"

"No." Lin Xiaomeng shook her head: "I am very familiar with this breath. This is Qin Fan's breath."

Qin Fan? !
Ye Zijin stared.Sure enough, this Qin Fan is on Earth?

"Location?"

"Y city center, Century Plaza."

Ye Zijin took one last look at Director Zhao, and then stood up.

"Go, hurry over."

Summoning Xueyue Soul, Ye Zijin flew with the sword and rushed towards the city center.

Lin Xiaomeng was slightly taken aback.

I always feel that there seems to be something different about my fellow countryman.

But time was tight, and she couldn't allow her to think too much.Lin Xiaomeng also called out the Blue Soul Sword and followed.

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