I came back from hell to plan a perfect revenge

Xu's mother's funeral is over.

These days, Xu Kun has been on a roller coaster.

First, his mother died, and then he was suspended.

However, things took a turn for the better. Due to various reasons, Tianhai Group has received the punishment it deserves.

Under Qiao Jianzhong's suggestion to his superiors, Xu Kun became a hero who investigated, obtained and submitted key evidence.

He received bonuses, certificates, and banners from the victims' families.

But Xu Kun was not happy with these things.

Because they were earned with his life.

Xu Kun knew that he was just set up as a role model.

Any group needs a role model.

It was late at night.

Xu Kun opened the door and the house was dark.

Xu Kun's nose was slightly sour.

In the past, at this time, his mother, who suffered from Alzheimer's disease, would always come up to him like a child, muttering some unclear words.

At that time, he was full of helplessness and annoyance.

But now, it has become the warmth that he can no longer touch.

"Mom, I'm back." Xu Kun said with sobs.

He slowly walked to the sofa, sat down quietly, and lit a cigarette.

In the dim light, the flame of the cigarette butt flickered.

His eyes were fixed on his father's portrait.

"Dad, I... um?"

Suddenly, his eyes became sharp.

In front of the portrait, there was a stick of incense that had not yet burned out.

Has anyone been here?

Xu Kun's heart tightened, and he quickly stood up vigilantly, quietly looking around the room, and his hand instinctively touched the gun on his waist.

At this moment, a strange voice came from behind: "Long time no see."

The voice seemed particularly abrupt in the silent room, and Xu Kun's body tensed instantly.

He turned around quickly, his eyes swept through the dark corners everywhere.

But he couldn't see anyone at all.

The voice said again: "I know you are looking for me, stop looking, you can't find me."

Xu Kun suddenly found that there was a walkie-talkie lying in the vase!

The voice came from the walkie-talkie.

No wonder it sounds weird.

But...

Xu Kun's brows did not relax, but became more tightly furrowed.

How did the other party enter his home quietly?

He walked over quickly, picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "When did you come?"

The other end of the walkie-talkie smiled: "I came when I came."

Xu Kun said coldly: "I don't have time to play nonsense literature with you."

"Okay, let's get back to business." The voice on the other end of the phone became more and more playful.

"First of all, I have to thank you, thank you for that shot."

Xu Kun was stunned and subconsciously drooped his eyelids.

"I don't know what you are talking about." Xu Kun denied coldly.

"Of course, but I heard that you are a shooting champion, haha... In this case, of course I have to thank you."

"It's just that you are lucky." Xu Kun said.

Some words don't need to be explained.

Everyone knows what it means.

Xu Kun walked quickly to the window and looked at the community under the night through the window.

The community is very quiet.

The moonlight poured quietly, like a low veil.

"What are you doing in my house?" Xu Kun asked.

The other party's tone became slightly more formal: "I'm here to see someone."

Xu Kun turned his head slightly and glanced at the incense that was about to burn out under his father's portrait, "You burn incense for my father?"

"He deserves it. I'm not a righteous person, but everyone who has justice in his heart deserves respect."

Xu Kun was puzzled and asked in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

"Hehe..." The laughter on the intercom became weird again: "How about I tell you a story?"

"Story?"

The voice on the intercom became low: "Back then, there was a man with justice in his heart, named Xu Zhongyao."

Xu Kun's heart was slightly shocked.

Xu Zhongyao was his father.

"Xu Zhongyao once discovered an evil organization, so he started an investigation..."

"He ignored his superiors' dissuasion and insisted on investigating this organization."

"But in the end..."

Xu Kun's eyes widened suddenly: "You lied to me!"

"Hehe...My story is not over yet." The other end of the intercom sneered.

"Later, this evil organization grew stronger day by day, and its pawns were all over the world."

"Until one day, an avenger came back, and he wanted to settle accounts with everything!"

"And the most ironic thing is that Xu Zhongyao's son tried to catch that avenger."

"Do you think it's funny? Hmm? Hahaha..."

The twisted laughter, with its deep madness and teasing, seemed to be laughing at everything in the world.

Xu Kun's breathing became rapid.

But he still said:I won't believe you."

The person on the other end of the intercom stopped laughing: "I didn't ask you to believe me. Some answers need to be found by yourself, right? "

Xu Kun wanted to refute the person on the other end of the intercom immediately, but he froze when the words came to his lips.

When his father got into trouble, he was still young.

But he vaguely heard something like "not simple".

A fragment flashed through his mind.

It was not long before Xu Zhongyao passed away. Xu Kun once accidentally saw his father writing something in a notebook with a serious expression.

When his father found him, he quickly put the notebook away and locked it with a padlock.

The complex emotions revealed in his father's eyes were vigilance, worry, and a hint of determination that he could not understand at the time.

He didn't care at that time, but now this scene is like a key, opening a door in his heart.

Is his father really investigating a dangerous organization as said in the intercom?

Xu Kun's heart began to shake slightly.

He held the intercom tightly, and his knuckles turned slightly white because of the force.

"Why are you telling me this? "Xu Kun asked in a low voice, trying to find a flaw in the other party's answer.

There was silence on the other end of the intercom for a moment, and then the voice that came seemed to have passed through the fog of time and space.

With hatred day after day.

"Because, someone will always pay the price. "