When Chen Fan heard this voice, his body trembled violently.

A feeling that seemed to be familiar to the core arose spontaneously.

However, no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't remember who this person was.

"Who are you?"

Finally, he asked.

But the figure did not answer him directly, but said: "Chen Fan, Lone Wolf, you don't need to know who I am, but you must stay calm now, everything is not over yet.

You can't die yet, and you don't have the right to die now!"

"You really have nothing now. You are not online, you have no orders, and even no one knows your identity except me.

It's like you've disappeared into the darkness, completely vanished. You won't receive any instructions anymore, and you won't have to transmit any information to anyone anymore."

"But you must always remember that you are not alone. You are carrying the mission of your brothers, your comrades, your wife, and Dabao's lives!"

"All those who died never gave up. You are still alive. How can you be worthy of giving up?"

"If you are a man, you must not give up. You must live better and better shoulder your mission. In addition to completing your mission, you also bear a lot of blood feuds!"

"Don't you want to know how your parents died? Don't you want to know at whose hands they died?"

"And your director Ouyang Chen, your brother Nightingale, and so many other Grays who fought for their country were slandered as traitors.

Even if they die, they will be nailed to the pillar of shame. Don't you want to restore their innocence?"

"Don't you want to know who is behind the man who killed your wife and son?"

The voice from the other side resounded in Chen Fan's ears.

His eyes slowly showed monstrous anger and ferocity.

A deep voice roared, "I want to!!!"

"That's good... I hope you remember what you said in your heart!"

After that,

There was a dead tone on the other end of the line.

Chen Fan was stunned for a moment, and resisted the urge to call back.

"Who the hell are you? Who the hell are you?!"

Chen Fan murmured, constantly recalling in his mind, eliminating one figure after another. The person who could understand him so well must be someone close to him.

But who is it?

Chen Fan eliminated one figure after another, but no one matched the voice of this person.

He sat alone on the chair in the room, the voice just now echoed in his mind.

Don't you want to avenge your parents? Do you know how they died? Who killed them?

Don't you want to know how the head of the Gray Department was slandered as a traitor?

Don't you want to know the background of the man who killed your wife and children?

"Could it be that there is some hidden story behind the death of my father and mother?"

"The Director is the head of the Gray Division, yet even he has been slandered as a traitor. How terrifying is the mastermind behind this?"

"And what is the background of the gray man who killed Bai Luo and Da Bao?"

"No, I have to find out. I must find out. I can't let anyone die in vain. If there really is something wrong behind this, how horrible would that be?"

The more Chen Fan thought about it, the more his scalp tingled, and he felt extremely depressed.

a long time,

He sighed softly, then took out his cell phone and edited a text message: Rakshasa, the plan is cancelled.

One day later,

The sky was gray and it was drizzling, as if even the sky was crying.

At the cemetery gate,

Yellow paper money was scattered all along the way, wet by the drizzle and stained in the mud.

Bai's mother stood in front of the coffin, crying at the top of her lungs.

Father Bai was also trembling, but as the head of the family, he had to be strong.

Chen Qingxuan stood blankly in front of the brand new tombstone, her eyes full of dullness.

The tombstone reads: Tomb of Mu Bailuo

originally,

This stele should be inscribed with "Tomb of So-and-so's Wife".

In addition to Bai's father and mother, Chen Qingxuan, there are also some relatives of the Bai family.

There was also a group of policemen in police uniforms, led by Hu Jianfei.

After the explosion at the Marriott Mall, he had been keeping an eye on Bai Luo and Chen Qingxuan, mother and daughter.

Chen Qingxuan's father died heroically in the fire, and Chen Qingxuan's shrill cry of "Dad" has always been in his heart.

He didn't expect that in just a few years,

The poor girl's mother also left her.

Soon, time passed and the funeral was over.

Hu Jianfei turned to look at Chen Qingxuan, he choked up and said: "Child, you must be strong and live well, don't fall into depravity,

Your mother is a respected drug enforcement officer. If you truly love your mother, you should study hard, enroll in the police academy when you grow up, catch these damn drug dealers, and avenge your mother!"

After hearing Hu Jianfei's words,

Chen Qingxuan's dull eyes moved slightly.

He murmured, "Revenge? Catch him, revenge? Revenge!"

Her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes, I want to catch him. I want revenge. I want all the drug dealers to die. Revenge, revenge! I want to be a police officer!!"

Chen Qingxuan growled, his face flushed red.

A flame of hatred burned in his heart.

.......

On the other side,

A man wearing a black coat, a hat and a mask stood in the distance and looked out.

Raindrops dripped down the brim of my hat.

He stood there motionless.

The back figure was desolate and cautious. Bai Luo was dead, Meigui was dead, and from that moment on, many connections became short.

He looked at the crowds surrounding Bai Luo's funeral in the distance. It was not that spacious. There should be a place for him, a place for her as a husband.

He was the one who should have been standing there, but he could only watch from afar, watching the rain dripping down his cheeks.

There was no light in his eyes anymore.

How can I describe the pain in my heart?

have no idea,

He only knew that from today on, he would never see that face again.

No one ever told him again: "You will always be a hero in my heart!"

"Don't be afraid, even if the whole world is against you, I will still stand by your side and accompany you!"

"Don't tell me it's hard for me. I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

"Don't worry, I'm at home!"

All the memories suddenly came flooding back, he cried and laughed miserably,

The funeral is over,

Gradually, some people left.

In the end, only a pile of yellow earth and the tombstone with the black and white photo on it were left.

It rained heavily.

boom!

Thunder and lightning exploded in the sky, and heavy rain came in an instant.

Everyone left and disappeared in the rain.