After midnight

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude!"

"You come!" Song Luo said briefly.

At five o'clock in the morning in the valley, the east wind made the bushes rustle. Song Xinjun took two steps back and looked at Eleven, whose figure was already swaying in the wind.

"I also know that I'm not as strong as you." Song Xinjun suddenly said to Song Luo, "So I have been prepared for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Luo's body became unstable and he fell into the mud. His hands trembled, and the power that had just appeared in his hands disappeared immediately. However, this was not enough. A stream of mud rushed from the ground to his face, forcing him to fall backwards into the mud, and then he was wrapped tightly and could not move.

"Let me go." Song Luo struggled.

Song Xinjun ignored him and continued to run towards Eleven, with Lu Li following closely behind.

"Master!" Another person blocked their way, this time it was Lu Yuan. "Master, to ensure your personal safety, I advise you not to go any further."

Song Xinjun looked at Lu Li, and Lu Li said to him, "Leave him to me."

Song Xinjun nodded and continued to run forward, and Lu Yuan naturally did not stop him.

"Tell me, what exactly is my father's position on this matter."

"Whether it's opposition or cooperation, we must not let the Song family gain any advantage."

"Then why are you blocking my way? I can kill Eleven together with Song Xinjun."

"No, it's impossible. Do you know who those people are? Do you know how much preparation the Song family made to catch Eleven? In order to make Eleven drink even a sip of the drug, they polluted the water source of the entire Zhangjia Village."

"What? Lu Yuan, how could you not tell me!" Lu Li grabbed Lu Yuan's collar in great anger.

"Captain He also knows about this!" Lu Yuan shouted, then lowered his voice. "Master, even Prime Minister Jiu just sat there and did nothing, so why should our Lu family risk their lives like this? Besides, those drugs are not poisonous and won't kill anyone!"

"You!" Before Lu Li could finish a complete sentence, Song Xinjun's screams were heard.

"I have to go help him." Lu Li glanced at the situation over there. Song Xinjun was being besieged badly.

"Before leaving, the master's most important order is to protect you. Master, if you want to go, you have to defeat me first."

"Okay, don't blame me." Lu Li said and started to attack.

Among the people sent by the Song family to deal with Eleven, there were many who could use pure energy. Song Xinjun watched helplessly as his swamp was shattered by pure energy again and again. After being injured once, he had to be very careful to ensure that he would not be injured again. Moreover, there were too many people on the other side, so he had to switch from active offense to passive defense.

After enduring wave after wave of attacks, Song Xinjun had time to take a look, which made him feel a little desperate. He was getting farther and farther away from Eleven, who was also being held by two of them, and was making his last stand. These men in black who appeared out of nowhere were very indifferent to Song Xinjun, and obviously thought that Song Xinjun was not a threat to them.

That’s right. Lu Li was still struggling with Lu Yuan over there, but Song Luo had broken free from the shackles of the quagmire and was rushing towards them.

Song Xinjun looked up and found himself in a dilemma. Zhou Chen had not arrived yet, and he could not do anything by himself. If he gave up, his life would not be in danger, but eleven... Song Xinjun gritted his teeth. He could not accept or bear this result.

Come on, just when Song Xinjun made up his mind to fight to the death, a fire appeared. The fire quickly spread and surrounded everyone when they were not prepared. The sudden change also made everyone stop what they were doing. In winter, there were only dry grass and trees. The fire spread like wildfire in an instant, enough to burn everyone to death.

Who is it? Song Xinjun looked around in panic. Where is Eleven? Where is Eleven?

Song Xinjun quickly found him. He was being pulled and dragged by the two men towards a place where the fire was less intense. It seemed that they were not going to give up and were ready to break out with him.

Song Xinjun chased after him, but someone seemed to have already ambushed him there. A long, thin, blue-glowing sword of pure energy pierced straight into Eleven's heart. After the two people holding Eleven saw who was coming, they quickly ran away and disappeared.

An Yan stepped forward to catch the fallen Eleven and said to him, "Go with peace of mind. This is the best ending for you."

Eleven looked at him with difficulty, and finally closed his eyes.

"An Yan?" Song Xinjun ran forward.

An Yan raised his hand and the fire was instantly put out by water.

"An Yan?" Song Xinjun ran up and called him again.

"It's me. Eleven is dead."

After the fire was completely extinguished, Su Ziling, who was hiding behind the woods, ran over. At this time, Song Luo and the rest of the Song family were gone. At this time, only An Yan, Su Ziling, Lu Li, Lu Yuan, Song Xinjun and the dead Eleven were left on the hill.

"An Yan, what on earth is going on? You showed up just in time!" After confirming that Eleven was dead, Song Xinjun shouted excitedly.

"Let's talk about it when we get back." An Yan glanced at Su Ziling, and then they all went back together. Behind them, light red replaced the dark green color, gradually appearing from the horizon, and the sun rose.

As soon as they stepped into Chuanshan Inn, they ran into Zhou Chen who had been waiting in the lobby. Zhou Chen had come all the way from Zhaojia Village, but before he arrived, he received the news that Eleven was dead, so he turned back to wait for them. As soon as he saw them come in, Zhou Chen immediately stood up from the cold bench. "Is Eleven really dead?"

Song Xinjun nodded. Apart from An Yan, he was the one who saw it most clearly.

"I've already asked someone to collect the body. Let's go inside and talk."

An Yan was about to nod when Lu Li suddenly interrupted and asked, "Zhou Chen, where is Captain He?"

"I don't know. I looked for him and there was no one else in the inn."

"Eleven is dead, the mission is over. I'm afraid He Wendong has already gone back, Master." Lu Yuan said.

"ok, I get it."

Everyone went upstairs in silence, and Song Xinjun led them into room 305. As soon as they entered, he asked An Yan impatiently. "An Yan, tell me, tell me everything from beginning to end. I'm completely confused now, and I don't know where to start."

"It's actually very simple." An Yan glanced at Lu Yuan and then turned his gaze back to Song Xinjun.

"Song Xinjun, in the mission of hunting down Eleven, what you experienced personally is the most important part."

"Me? What?"

"You and Lu Li are investigating the theft of hens in Zhaojia Village."

"What's wrong with this matter?" Song Xinjun was still confused.

"After you read it, you should have concluded that it was Eleven. Your reasoning was not wrong, but the mistake was in the wrong location. Of course, Eleven did it, but someone replicated an identical case. The location of the crime was moved from the original Zhangjia Village to Zhaojia Village, and the incident in Zhangjia Village was perfectly concealed."

"So that's it!" Lu Li understood immediately, but he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It turns out that we were wrong from the beginning. Song Luo and Lu Yuan did find traces of Eleven in Zhangjia Village, but they made up another story to avoid us. Before the hen theft, the so-called Eleven who appeared in Zhaojia Village was probably fake!"

"That's right." An Yan said.

"Lu Yuan you..."

"Master." Lu Yuan quickly interrupted Lu Li and defended himself, "It was not me who found Eleven's trace, it was Song Luo. We went our separate ways at the time, he went into the village and I went to the back mountain. He also told me that we didn't find anything."

"So when we went to Zhaojia Village later, you took me directly to the back mountain?" Zhou Chen asked. He had been brooding over this point.

"Yeah, the division of labor between the two of us is different."

"Then how do you know that everyone in Zhangjia Village, including Eleven, drank the drug?"

"Master, I only found out about this after Song Luo disappeared yesterday."

"What about Captain He?"

"Captain He is in a team with Song Luo. It's impossible for Captain He not to notice anything Song Luo does. But he did nothing and pretended to be fooled with us. He even issued the wrong order. Doesn't this reveal Jiu Xiang's position?"

Lu Li was shocked and speechless for a moment.

"I am Lu Yuan from the Lu family. May I ask the Son of God how you happened to be there?"

"This is also very simple." An Yan said, "Dark Night is always monitoring all your actions."

"My brother?" Su Ziling was shocked. An Yan said he was leaving, so Su Ziling followed. He didn't ask An Yan about the details along the way. His brain was working hard at this moment, but none of it was as shocking as An Yan's words just now.

"Yeah, I'm sorry for not telling you. Zi Ling, your brother and I don't want you to worry, especially since your brother is also in Beichuan now."

"what?"

"Ahem, that... Anyway, now that things have come to a successful conclusion, Zhou Chen and I will leave first."

"Then An Yan, Lu Yuan and I will take our leave now." After Lu Li finished speaking, the four of them left together. In an instant, An Yan and Su Ziling were the only ones left in the room.

"Zi Ling, I'm sorry again." After a moment of silence, An Yan said.

"No, no, I'm just surprised. When did my brother start taking action?" Su Ziling asked and sat down on the bed.

"After eating hot pot with Xiao Su last time, I went to look for your brother."

"That was shortly after they entered Beichuan?" Su Ziling recalled with a blink.

"Ah."

"No wonder, but haven't you always been very wary of my brother's contact with that group of people?"

"Yes, so I repeatedly emphasized to Yin that he must not contact Eleven and must not be discovered. And our goal is to kill Eleven, so we only need to contact the six people including Song Luo."

"An Yan, you are amazing." Su Ziling said as he stretched out his arms and legs. "We are so tired after traveling all night. When are we going back to Xindu?"

"Then take a rest first. I'll go downstairs and get a room. We can come back tomorrow."

"Okay, go ahead."

After An Yan left, Su Ziling stood up and sat on the stool beside the table, his eyes clear of sleep. An Yan must have noticed that he was angry. Su Ziling was angry, and he himself felt that he had failed to cover it up. In the end, he almost stopped looking at An Yan. But as he said, An Yan, you are really something.

After An Yan came out, he turned down the stairs and went to the lobby. Song Xinjun and Zhou Chen were waiting for the boss to settle the bill.

"Hello, can you please get another room?"

"Okay." The boss replied.

"An Yan, thank you this time. You came just in time."

"You're welcome, that's right."

"Okay, Song Xinjun, we have to leave quickly. An Yan, let's go then."

"Ah."

After a brief conversation, Song Xinjun and Zhou Chen left. Now only An Yan and Su Ziling were left in Chuanshan Inn. An Yan walked out the door and watched them go away. The sky in Beichuan was particularly blue today, perhaps because the mountain wind last night had blown away the haze. An Yan looked around and turned back to the house.

After opening a new room, Su Ziling fell asleep. After An Yan rustled the curtains and tiptoed to the bed, Su Ziling's breathing gradually became steady. An Yan took a look, took off his clothes, and went to sleep on the empty bed on the other side.

"Lu Yuan." Outside the city gate of Beichuan, Lu Li called him helplessly. "Do we have to hurry like this? Why are you walking so fast?"

"Master, I don't think you realize that we are being monitored by 'Dark Night' but we don't realize the seriousness of this matter."

"But it's all over now."

"The end? Excuse me, this is just the beginning. Master, even without Eleven, there are still Thirty-Two, Sixty-Nine, Five-Four and Zero-One, as well as another person who has not shown up yet!"

"You're right, let's go." Lu Li suppressed his relaxed expression.

Lu Yuan reminded him of a very important thing, that is, things cannot end like this every time, it is almost impossible to do it without bloodshed and sweat, and An Yan is not his friend.

The incident on Eleven seemed to be over, but in fact, there was still a person hiding in the dark on the hill that night and watching the whole thing. This person was Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang was a man who lived in seclusion in Xishan and whom Song Yu took Lingyi to meet. This man slowly went down the mountain and left Beichuan after everyone had left.

Not long after Zhang Yang returned to Xishan, Song Yu came to visit him again. As soon as Zhang Yang saw Song Yu, he said to him bluntly, "You come here so often. Eleven is dead."

"I know."

"Then what else are you doing here?"

"I came to tell you that I know you went to Beichuan a few days ago."

"Go check on Eleven."

"is it?"

Of course not, they both knew it. If Zhang Yang was going for Eleven, then at least Eleven would not die so easily.

"Yeah, didn't you ask me to do that?"

Song Yu was speechless. He had indeed asked him for help, but in fact, when he left last time, Song Yu had given up Eleven's life. He did not come to Zhang Yang to ask for punishment this time, but because he knew that he had not provided Zhang Yang with any information about Beichuan, but Zhang Yang still went. This was enough to show that Zhang Yang's concern for the "Son of God" was beyond words.

"Song Yu, you don't seem to know your men very well. Eleven is dead, but what about the others? They don't seem to be doing what you want. As far as I know, three-two and six-nine went south, and five-four and seven-seven went east. But do you know what they are doing specifically? You are too confident in yourself."

Without waiting for Song Yu to refute, Zhang Yang continued, "The South is San'er's hometown. He went south for emotional gain. As long as you cut off his past, you can control him. What about Wusi and Qiqi? Especially Qiqi, what does she want to do in Xindu? Song Yu, don't underestimate women. You are far worse than your father at playing with people's hearts."

Song Yu looked at Zhang Yang gloomily, then turned and left.