I studied beheading in a mental institution

With a straight knife on his waist, Zuo Qing stood quietly in front of the door of the low room. After a long silence, he reached out and knocked on the door.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

After a while, an old figure with silver hair opened the door.

"Huh?" The old man seemed a little surprised when he saw Zuo Qing, "Little Zuo... oh no, Commander Zuo, didn't you say that you are going to have an online meeting? We have been waiting for you in the video for a long time, why did you suddenly come to I'm here?"

Zuo Qing didn't speak, but silently looked down at the old man.

In the barren and empty countryside, only the sound of cock crowing echoed far away.

The old man and Zuo Qing looked at each other for a moment, smiled helplessly, turned around and walked into the room, and said leisurely, "Come in and sit down."

Zuo Qing rested his right hand on the handle of the straight knife, followed behind the old man, and walked into the low room.

The interior furnishings of the low house are better than the outside appearance. Simple and practical furniture are placed neatly everywhere. The poured gray concrete floor is spotless. As far as the eye can see inside the house, there is only one modern electronic device. TV, and a special computer with a secret key.

That computer was dedicated to the Night Watchman, and it was a version more than ten years ago.

Zuo Qing sat down on the bench beside the square table, while the old man walked into the kitchen unhurriedly, made a cup of tea with a big red kettle, then sat down opposite Zuo Qing, and handed the tea cup in his hand to Zuo Qing green.

"I don't have any good tea here, you know, just drink some." The old man looked at the silent Zuo Qing, and added with a smile, "Of course, if you don't want to drink, you don't have to drink it."

Zuo Qing glanced at the steaming glass, did not choose to touch it, but spoke slowly:

"Old Chen, what have you been up to lately?"

Mr. Chen took a sip from his teacup and said with a smile, "What am I busy with? Don't you already have the answer in your heart? Otherwise, you wouldn't use video conferencing to monitor all the high-level people...

I'm the only one you really want to monitor, right?

Are you worried that I will run away before you come? "

"Are you admitting it?"

"There's nothing wrong with admitting it. When I started planning all this, I already expected today." Mr. Chen paused, "It's just that, in my prediction, the person sitting in front of me now should be Ye Fan..."

"Disappointed you?"

"No, on the contrary, I'm very happy." Old Chen said with a smile, "I think you are better than Ye Fan.

Although Ye Fan is deep-minded and smart, his heart is too soft... He is clearly aware of the problem of corruption and rigidity in the upper echelons of the night watchman, but due to the merits and face of those old seniors, he has not acted for a long time. There is no absolute control among the upper echelons of the Night's Watch.

But you are different.

As soon as you took over the position, with the help of Zhou Ping's deterrence and your own means, you successively banned all the old-fashioned and decadent high-level executives, and replaced them with newcomers you pulled out by yourself. Even my teacher was transferred by you The second-line management has lost the right to speak in high-level meetings.

You are ruthless and courageous enough, and your scheming and foresight are not inferior to Ye Fan. Although both of you are soldiers I brought out back then, I used to think that you are more suitable to lead the night watchman than Ye Fan. "

"It's all well taught by the teacher." Zuo Qing replied lukewarmly.

Old Chen held his teacup with a smile, as if thinking of something, he asked, "By the way, where is Moyu? Is he dead?"

"Dead, I hit my knife and died."

Mr. Chen sighed regretfully, "Although my grandson is not as smart as you and Ye Fan, his aptitude is quite good. If he trains well, he can actually be a good successor..."

"But you still pushed him into the abyss with your own hands." Zuo Qing's eyes turned cold, "I took Chen Moyu with me at the time, not just because he was your grandson, but because I did see him. Where it shines, I had high hopes for him...

But why do you insist on destroying him yourself?

I understand the bureaus you set up, but you... I still don't understand.

You used to be a night watchman with illustrious military exploits, and you won two individual 'Xinghai' medals and six individual 'Star' medals. At that time, you were the hero in everyone's hearts. I, Ye Fan, Shao Pingge... all All brought out by you.

If it wasn't for the monstrous Wang Qing, you would be the fourth Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch.

I don't understand, why do you do this kind of thing?Do you want to watch Daxia be destroyed with your own eyes?Is this what you want? ! "

The more Zuo Qing spoke, the angrier he became, his eyes were fixed on the calm old man in front of him, his voice trembled a little.

Old Chen took a sip of tea calmly and smiled slightly.

"You're wrong, Zuo Qing, I didn't do this to destroy Great Xia... but to save it."

"Save?" Zuo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Old Chen, if you want to tell me that this society is too unfair and dirty, that the order should be rewritten, or that human beings don't deserve to live in this world, I really can't help but draw my knife and kill you."

"No, it's not this kind of spiritual salvation, it's real salvation..." Mr. Chen stretched out his hand, pointing to the nothingness behind Zuo Qing, "To save tens of thousands of people behind us."

Zuo Qing frowned tightly, "Combining with the evil gods to obliterate the new force of the Night Watchmen, weaken the Night Watchmen's strength, delay the formation of the war gate, force the Great Xia God to take action in advance, and plan to murder the [Masked] team...you call this rescue ?!

Did you know that once Great Xia loses in this all-out battle of gods, the entire Great Xia and countless people living in it will be buried? "

"You don't understand, Zuo Qing." Old Chen said leisurely, "Only when the Great Xia God is dead and the night watchmen are destroyed, they will let Da Xia go, and those behind us can live..."

"fart!"

Zuo Qing suddenly stood up from his seat, "We have gods in Daxia, Zhou Ping, human ceiling, and night watchmen... Why do you think we will lose to those foreign gods?! You have been the leader for so many years. Hero, why are you bowing your head and admitting cowardly at this moment?"

"wrong……"

"What's wrong?!"

"The 'they' I'm talking about are not Outer Gods."

Zuo Qing was startled, "What are you talking about?"

Old Chen put down the teacup in his hand, and slowly closed his eyes, "You can't see many things, and the night watchmen can't see them, but I've seen them... In short, I've done all those things.

I don't care if you want to kill me, torture me, torture me, please feel free...

If you think these means can be useful to me. "