star hunter

Zhong Yun raised his hand and knocked on the door three times, and immediately there was a sound from the door: "The door is unlocked, come in."

Grinning like a toothache, he opened the door and walked in.

This office is no different from the last time he came, and the display and furnishings are the same, oh, the glass that he accidentally shattered that time has been framed again.

Well, with his salary.

Zong Zheng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then smiled at Zhong Yuncong who was looking at him warily: "Why are you standing? Sit down."

Zhong Yuncong took two steps back, glanced at the sofa, and didn't sit down in a hurry, but patted it twice with his hand to confirm that there was no hidden weapon hidden under it, and then sat down with confidence.

Zong Zhengze naturally knew the reason for his cautious behavior, he shook his head dumbfounded, stood up, took a clean cup, poured tea himself, and handed it to his subordinate: "Please. "

In normal times, Zhong Yuncong would probably be flattered to take this cup of tea, but at this moment he is still on guard, his eyes sweeping across the other person's face like an X-ray: "This cup of tea is really just a cup of ordinary tea ?"

Zong Zheng laughed: "Ordinary, you also know that our 'isolated island' is poor, and we can't provide you with any good tea."

Zhong Yun muttered in a low voice: "You know I didn't mean this..."

"Oh, then what do you want to say?" Zong Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Are you afraid that I will poison the tea?"

Zhong Yun never said a word, but the suspicious look and the slightly timid look in his eyes explained everything.

Zong Zheng rolled his eyes at him, put the teacup on the coffee table, and said, "Do you like it or not."

He put down the teacup and turned back to his original position. Zhong Yuncong was stunned for a moment, then wiped away a few drops of tea stains with his sleeve, and finally coughed dryly: "I'm just... being tricked by you... I have a little psychological shadow .”

Zong Zheng raised the corner of his mouth imperceptibly, and then his expression changed: "Don't worry, I won't cheat you today, I just want to ask you something."

Zhong Yuncong let out an "ah", obviously not quite understanding what he meant: "What can you ask me?"

"About you." Zong Zhengzheng clasped his fingers, put them on the table, and stared at him. Zhong Yuncong was frightened by his sudden serious aura, and subconsciously sat up solemnly: "I... thing?"

For some reason, his heartbeat became faster inexplicably, and the uneasiness overflowed from his eyes, and he couldn't hide it at all.

"Don't be so nervous, it's just something about your family." Zong Zheng changed to a sitting position that looked a lot more relaxed, and his actions somewhat eased the tense atmosphere that was instantly tense. Zhong Yuncong nodded slightly: "It's okay, go ahead."

"I heard that the reason why you came to 'Island' is to find your father?"

Zhong Yuncong nodded: "Yes. He had been missing for more than three months at that time, and I was going crazy, so I..." He scratched his head embarrassingly: "But in fact, it was just a fleeting thought. , After regaining my senses, I still felt that calling the police was more reliable, but I was brought here before I could change my mind."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zong Zhengzheng eagerly: "Director, you should be familiar with the supernatural beings of 'Island', right? Then do you know... who is the person who has the ability to get me in?"

Zong Zhengzheng's expression didn't change at all, he shook his head: "I haven't figured out this question either."

He was obviously not affected by Zhong Yuncong's interruption, and continued to ask: "What kind of person is your father?"

Zhong Yuncong licked the dry corner of his mouth: "His name is Zhong Zhiyuan, he is from K City, he should be 54 years old this year, he is not very tall, but his appearance is just plain..."

After roughly describing his father's appearance, he asked tentatively, "Is this okay?"

"K City," Zong Zhengze seemed to be particularly interested in Zhong Yuncong's hometown, and repeated it in a low voice, and then he said surprisingly, "I have been to this city when I was young. It is like spring all year round, and the flowers are like brocade. The snacks are also delicious.”

Zhong Yuncong was really surprised by him. Compared with the fact that he had been to K city, he avoided the fact that he was even more surprised: "Have you ever been to...'isolated island'?"

His boss gave him a sideways glance: "Listen clearly, what I'm talking about is when I was young."

"Oh——" He finally came to his senses, and smiled shyly. It is true that he missed the point. Mengchuan has been locked down for more than 20 years, and Zong Zheng is at least 40 years old. He must have traveled far before the virus broke out.

Yes, Mengchuan used to be the same as all other cities. People would travel in their spare time.

After learning that Zong Zhengzheng had actually been to his hometown, Zhong Yuncong quickly became excited and felt a little closer to him: "That's really great! By the way, when you went back then, I should not have been born yet. Right? Hey, if there is a chance in the future, if you go again, I will definitely treat you well as a landlord, and take you to eat all over the streets and alleys..."

After chattering a lot, Zong Zhengzheng just smiled and said nothing, but Zhong Yuncong suddenly realized that he was digging a long way from the topic, so he quickly stopped: "Go on, go on."

"What does your father do?" To be honest, his questions were very routine, but it just made Zhong Yuncong uneasy. He has also joined the Management Bureau now, has been exposed to some of the daily work, and understands some procedures. up.

Zong Zhengzheng's way of asking, no matter how you look at it, is a confession.

This idea came to his mind suddenly, and a chill rose up his back.

Could it be... what did Lao Zhong really do?

Although his brain was about to become a mess, Zhong Yuncong suppressed his anxiety forcibly, and answered the other party's question honestly: "In the early years, he did all kinds of business, mainly reselling some valuables, such as calligraphy and painting, Antiques, jewelry and jade, coins, coins, purple sand... In short, he can do whatever he wants to make money. He has a good sense of smell. Later, when he got a little money and he was old, he stopped messing with these things. He started venture capital , just buy and buy funds to speculate in stocks or something... I don’t know much about those.”

Zong Zheng nodded, but he didn't give any comments. Instead, he asked another family member: "What about your mother?"

"Her?" Zhong Yun swallowed unconsciously, "She's just an ordinary housewife. She hasn't worked since she got married. She plays mahjong with her sisters every day."

Zong Zheng raised half of his eyebrows: "What about before marriage?"

"It seems to have been a kindergarten teacher." Zhong Yuncong didn't know much about his mother's past, or it should be said that he didn't care much. Many young people are like this now, and they can't remember their parents' birthdays clearly.

In short, as soon as he had a memory, his mother was a noble lady who spent all day at the mahjong table, and the only thing she knew how to do was to teach him how to do it.

She worked as a kindergarten teacher, and she mentioned it occasionally when listening to her parents chatting.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuncong still felt very guilty. He was too ignorant before and cared too little for his parents.

"Where is she from?" Zong Zhengzheng's voice pulled him back from his memories, he cleared his mind and told him: "I'm also from K city, my grandfather's house is a flower shop."

"Then what about your Zhong family?"

Zhong Yuncong was stunned: "This... I really don't know, my grandparents passed away before I was born. My dad doesn't mention things about the past..."

Zong Zheng smiled: "So that's the case."

No matter how he looked at it, Zhong Yun felt that his smile had a deep meaning. His fingers dug the leather surface of the sofa, but he couldn't hold it back after all: "...What exactly do you want to ask?"

Zong Zhengzheng twitched his brows, but his eyelids were half drooped. He didn't make a sound, maybe he didn't think about what to say.

Zhong Yuncong became anxious, gritted his teeth, and asked, "Does it... have something to do with my father?"

Zong Zheng pondered for a while, and then said: "To be honest, I have a suspicion... I suspect that he is an old friend of mine."

In fact, Zhong Yuncong had already guessed a thing or two from his attitude, so he was not too surprised at this time, but cold sweat was still uncontrollably oozing from his forehead, he took a deep breath: "You continue to talk."

"However, a long time ago, I got the portrait you made for your father from Su Xian. As far as that painting is concerned, to be honest," Zong Zheng shook his head, "It doesn't look like the person in my impression."

But the attitude answer did not make Zhong Yuncong relax a bit, because under the modern technology, it is not difficult to change the appearance.

"I don't know if it's because you didn't describe it well enough or for other reasons. In short, it's hard to verify my conjecture with just one painting." Zong Zheng spread his hands, "That's why I want to know more details. I hope I didn't offend you. you."

Zhong Yuncong pursed his lips, and did not comment on his apology. Just as Zong Zheng was about to drink his third sip of tea, he suddenly heard him ask: "Your old friend... what happened to him?"

Zong Zheng was silent for a long time. When he thought that the other party would not answer this question, he spoke.

"At that time, he was the only one who escaped from the 'island'."

Zhong Yuncong's breath stopped, and Zong Zheng used "isolated island" instead of Mengchuan, the meaning was obvious.

His old friend fled after the outbreak of the virus.

He was suddenly a little angry, and he couldn't control it. His tone was a bit aggressive: "Then what if he escaped? In the face of disaster, are you still not allowed to escape?"

Zong Zheng looked at him quietly, and after a while, he shook his head and smiled wryly: "Of course it's okay to escape, but you don't know what he took from the 'isolated island'."

"……what?"

Zong Zheng smiled gently: "You will know later."

Zhong Yuncong was about to faint from his anger, he didn't want to fool people like this!

"Do you know why I suddenly think of that old friend?" Zong Zheng was obviously well versed in psychological tactics, and quickly overshadowed the original one with another doubt, Zhong Yun never turned his head angrily: "I don't want to know!"

Zong Zheng ignored his anger, and said to himself: "Last night, Su Xian suspected that it was the Comprehensive Management Bureau who provided funds and weapons for 'Shadow', but as far as I know, they should not have the spare power."

Zhong Yuncong glanced at him.

"Forget about weapons, let's talk about money. Although the financial power is in their hands, as the director of the Management Bureau, I have the right to know and supervise the materials and other income every quarter. Even if they secretly have some gray income, but they dare not make it too obvious, and the scale will not be too large, because they know that I am watching."

Zong Zheng paused for a moment, and then said: "Materials cannot be moved casually, and the funds at their disposal are also limited, and their own funds are consumed a lot. After all, it is impossible to have the financial resources to support a family of idlers. The whole 'Shadow'."

Zhong Yuncong was confused by what he said: "You mean, the money and weapons of 'Shadow' are not necessarily given by the Comprehensive Management Bureau?"

Zong Zheng raised the corners of his lips: "Yes, I did, otherwise I don't need to kill people to silence them, but what they gave must not be the big head."

"Where did the big head come from?" Zhong Yuncong became more and more puzzled, "Are all the members of 'Shadow' rich?"

Zong Zhengzheng's fingers were slightly bent, and he tapped the corner of the table lightly: "Do you really want to hear this answer?"

Zhong Yuncong's eyes almost rolled to the sky: It's another trick to whet people's appetite... This old guy!

"Since I want to hear it, then I'll tell you." Zong Zhengze was unexpectedly straightforward this time. He leaned back and leaned back on the chair, "I suspect that the capital chain of 'Shadow' comes from Flowing in from outside the 'island'."

Zhong Yun never shuddered involuntarily, he finally understood what Zong Zhengze's real purpose was for calling him here today.

And this dialogue has finally reached its climax.

"I know so far, everything is still just my guess, because I don't have any testimony." Zong Zhengzheng's voice was flat, "So you can choose not to believe what follows."

Zhong Yuncong's lips moved, but no sound came out.