Chapter 102 The Secret of Killing Him
The nights in Changbai Mountains are long.
Hei Xia Zi sat on a cold and hard stone that had been wiped clean of snow, looking at the white snow and the dark night blending together around him. In the silence there was a silent, desolate cry.
He had always been curious about the reason for killing Sang Mo.
Now that I know the reason, I have a sense of fate that is both ridiculous and unbelievable.
He stared at the snow-capped mountain peaks in the distance, a mixture of black and white. The scene was like the first snow in Germany that night in his memory.
He thought that he and Sang Mo had only been together for a short period of one or two years or even several years, and would definitely not exceed ten years. However, his awakened memory told him that he had been with Sang Mo that year when he went to Germany.
However, Sang Mo's inner voice said "Hei Xia Zi four years later". In other words, he and Sang Mo had known each other for more than fifty years.
Having known each other for such a long time, she ended up dying at his hands. Although there was a hidden story behind this, for Sang Mo——
He should be desperate and collapse, but no matter whether it was Sang Mo before or after losing his memory, neither of them held any resentment towards him!
Yes, Sang Mo's exquisite knife skills, which even seemed to be calculated by precision instruments, were learned when he went to study in Germany with him. He was also curious about who Sang Mo's cooking master was at that time.
But I didn’t expect that I learned knife skills from anatomy, but I learned cooking skills from others.
Hei Xia Zi silently exhaled a puff of smoke. His memories were still incomplete. He was still lacking the memory of his first meeting with Sang Mo and their time together. Although there were some scattered fragments in his memories of their time together, he now urgently wanted to revive these memories and see every bit of his time with Sang Mo in full.
He only saw the cause and the outcome, which was not enough, far from enough.
Killing Sang Mo was a fact, but the hidden reason was not that he wanted to remove Sang Mo's weakness with his own hands. At that time, he still loved her without knowing it, but just hid his affection and had become accustomed to Sang Mo's company.
He thought he killed the clone Sang Mo.
Before this, he had killed 43 clones, Sang Mo!
Who could have thought that this time he would actually kill the real Sang Mo!
Sang Mo once went with him to the depths of the Qinling Mountains. After they came back from that trip, there were suddenly many clones of Sang Mo around him. He also saw that the clones Sang Mo had contact with Shen Fang and they had a good relationship.
Later, Shen Fang came to him to seek cooperation, saying that Sang Mo was their test subject and had carried out many collaborations with them, but now the test subject was out of control and needed a scavenger to clean it up.
He refused to cooperate at that time, and Shen Fang offered a high price of eight million.
But he did not tell Sang Mo about this.
Hei Xia Zi breathed a sigh of relief, concealing the truth eventually led to a big mistake!
Suddenly, there was a slight crunching sound of snow being stepped on in the silent night. Hei Xiazi looked up and saw Wu Sansheng walking towards him wrapped in a military coat. "Hei Xiazi, why are you standing here in a daze in the middle of the night?"
"Only after a good rest can you have the energy to continue on your journey. Okay, you go to the tent and take a nap. I'll keep watch for the rest of the night."
Hei Xia Zi didn't get up, but laughed and said, "Third Master, how can I let you keep watch? You should go back and have a rest. I'll watch over you outside."
"The snow here is very beautiful. I just want to see more of it. There are not many opportunities to see the snow here."
Wu Sansheng glanced at him and thought that this was not the first time that Hei Xiazi came to this place, so why was he reminded of the past this time?
He looked towards the snow cave not far away, wondering if it was because of Sang Mo?
Sang Mo appeared here alone, probably because he had made an appointment with Hei Xia Zi. He had to think carefully about how to make full use of Sang Mo. However, this matter could not be rushed. He still had to go back and discuss it with his third brother before making a decision.
It is obvious that he is Jie Lianhuan in disguise as Wu Sansheng, but no one knows it.
He lit a cigarette and smoked it silently, glancing at Hei Xiazi, whose expression could not be seen, and whispered, "According to the plan."
Hei Xia Zi just nodded his chin silently. At this moment, he felt the pain in his eyes again.
...
It's getting light.
The mercenaries began packing up their tents and putting them into their backpacks. Aning walked to the snow cave with two bottles of water and a bag of compressed biscuits, "Mr. Sang, are you up?"
Sang Mo opened his eyes and glanced at Aning outside, and asked vaguely, "What's the matter?"
The evil spirit had already answered for Aning, "She must have come to deliver supplies to the master. This woman is clearly decisive and ruthless, but she seems a little too kind to the master."
Sang Mo, "?"
Aning's cold voice floated in from outside, "Mr. Sang, we will leave soon. I saw that you didn't eat anything last night, so I'll leave this little bit for you. I hope you don't mind."
Sang Mo stood up, watched Aning put the bag in front of the cave entrance and turned away.
Sang Mo called her, "Come in, let's talk for a moment."
Aning turned around and gave him a suspicious look, but it was just a glance. She did not show any hesitation or delay, and she bent over and walked into the cave.
Sang Mo lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you going to look for Yunding Palace? I know the way. I'll take you there."
"But I have a condition. Don't worry about Wu Sanxing's life or death. Also, give me some equipment, such as explosives and guns. You can give me one portion now. Leave your contact information. I will need a large amount after I get out. Just treat it as the money for your guide this time. By the way, I will ensure your safe departure. Deal?"
Aning was silent. She looked into Sang Mo's eyes and chuckled knowingly, "I thought it was some condition. If it is this, Mr. Sang, happy cooperation."
As if she had prepared it long ago, she took out a business card from her trouser pocket and handed it to Sang Mo, "This is my contact information. I am looking forward to the next cooperation with Mr. Sang."
Sang Mo took the business card and said, "Okay, give me a few minutes to pack my things."
Aning responded with a "hmm" and bent over to leave the snow cave.
The evil spirit asked, "Master, why did you suddenly change your mind? Should we not continue skiing?"
Sang Mo stretched lazily, "Anyone who wants to kill must strike first, and those who strike later will suffer."
The evil spirit pinched his chin and thought for a moment, "Kill Wu Sanxing?"
Sang Moqing hummed, "Of course."
The evil spirit nodded, "Master, what you said makes sense. In everything, the first move wins. But if nothing unexpected happens, that blind man should have taken up the job of protecting him. If that blind man tries to stop us, it will be difficult to deal with."
"Master, I think we should take a long-term view so that we can kill Wu Sanxing without confronting the blind man head-on."
"Nannan, there's no need to go through so much trouble on this matter. Since he wants to show me his kindness, shouldn't I also see his sincerity? Don't you think so?"
The evil spirit thought, "I see."
Sang Mo whispered again: "Besides, why should I ask for his permission if I want to kill someone? Just confront him. He is already a suspect, what is there to explain or worry about?"
"That's right. When does the master plan to take action? How should I cooperate?"
Sang Mo made a gesture to silence him. The footsteps gradually approached. Two minutes later, Aning came back and came to the cave entrance with a assault bag. "Here is the equipment."
"We'll leave in a quarter of an hour. You can eat something in the meantime."
Sang Mo nodded, "Okay."
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