Chapter 235 Han Tian
Later, dozens of people were rescued from the rubble, but few were safe.
When a building collapses, it is almost impossible not to get hurt.
The people who were rescued either had their arms broken or their legs crushed and necrotic.
Injured hands and feet should be considered good luck. There are too many people in the ruins who died with bloody heads and compression of their internal organs.
The reality is that they don't even have the extra time and manpower to dig out all the remains of the people and give them a decent burial.
They can only be buried together in this huge tomb and live together until the end of the world.
Perhaps after this so-called doomsday is over, they will be pieced together by someone with a heart, but by then, who will know who these bones belong to?
Or, will this apocalypse really end one day? Will the future world belong to humans or ghosts?
Nobody knows.
At dusk, Yan Shu took care of the wounded, and Qiu Tingxu and the others also returned to the base.
Unfortunately, the collapsed ruins also included the Student Residence.
Even though the student residence was still intact, in order to ensure their safety, the base's higher-ups would not agree to let them continue living outside.
Anyone with eyes and brains knows that they are the key to fighting the end of the world.
Those ghosts are not like the zombies in movies and TV dramas, with stiff movements and lack of thoughts. Anyone can fight against them.
These ghosts are very agile and fly around. Ordinary people and ordinary weapons cannot hit them at all.
Even if they hit them, it will only disperse a little bit of the ghost energy and will not cause much harm to them.
Therefore, people like Nie Jianxi and Xie Jinzhuo are treasures to the entire country.
Darlings are also human beings, not gods. They also need rest to ensure that they have enough energy to help them deal with the ghosts all over the sky.
Therefore, every time they returned to the base, they would be asked about their well-being by many people, which made them feel helpless.
Yan Shu knew that they were impatient to deal with these empty social interactions, so he simply drove everyone away, leaving only himself and Han Yun behind.
They still live next door, so they can discuss what to do next when they have time.
Usually Nie Jianxi and Han Yun are busy with their own things and rarely meet. Today, Nan'an City happens to be a little quieter, so he can ask him for some information.
They had investigated before, but Han Tian's past had been wiped out and they couldn't find anything. They only knew that he and Han Yun were once father and son, but the two hadn't been in contact for more than ten years.
Moreover, this person suddenly emerged in the world of metaphysics ten years ago and climbed all the way to the position of director of the Nan'an City branch.
But if we speculate that he is the mastermind behind the incident, then Ruan Qingzhou's death occurred twenty years ago, and the timing doesn't match.
The clue ends here with Han Tian, and we can't move forward even a single step.
"Brother Han, why did you and Han Tian part ways?"
Han Yun suddenly heard this name and felt a little unfamiliar. He hadn't heard it for a long time, so he felt a little dazed.
"Han Tian?"
"My biological father?"
It's hard to say whether this description is appropriate or not, but from a biological point of view, it is indeed true.
Nie Jianxi had no choice but to nod.
They all sat on the sofa, just chatting, and did not deliberately create a serious meeting atmosphere.
Han Yun leaned against the back of the sofa with his long legs slightly bent, looking up at the ceiling, as if recalling something.
"He blamed my mother for my sister's accident and used mental violence against her, causing her to become depressed and commit suicide."
"At the time, I didn't know what he did. I was only a teenager. I couldn't understand why a man who was away from home all year round would be so confident in blaming my mother."
"He really dotes on my sister and has thought about bringing her to his side."
"But my sister doesn't like cities. She likes the flower fields in the suburbs."
"I was fifteen and my sister was thirteen."
"I'm in my third year of high school, under closed management, while my sister is in her first year, so she's relatively free."
Han Yun frowned, obviously lost in memories, but these memories were not good.
"Whenever she had free time, she would go to the flower fields and walk around for a long time. Some of those flowers were planted by herself, while others were planted by my mother and me."
“No one knows under what circumstances each beautiful flower will be broken.”
"Just like we don't know why my beautiful sister was tortured and killed in her favorite flower field."
It has been more than ten years since the pain occurred. When Han Yun thinks about it again, he no longer feels as heartbroken as he did then. Instead, he feels only a deep numbness.
Yan Shu sat next to him, wanting to comfort him, but every time he touched Han Yun, he would give him a warning look.
Han Yun never likes being touched by others. The most intimate contact he has with others is probably when he is holding a scalpel and performing surgery on someone.
"After Han Tian found out about this, he has been mentally torturing my mother. When he saw me, his face was full of blame."
"He blamed us for not protecting his sister."
"I find it quite funny. Isn't he a bad father himself? How can he put all the responsibility on others?"
"The police were also having a headache at that time. They couldn't find evidence and clues to catch the murderer."
"That man was very careful. The flower field was full of mud, but he simply destroyed his footprints."
"It seems like this matter has just passed."
"But my mother couldn't get over it. Facing Han Tian's questioning, she died to apologize."
"The media reported my sister's death because she was murdered, but they didn't report my mother's death because she gave up her life voluntarily."
"Is it funny? My sister's funeral had just ended and I was still in a trance. When I came back from school and saw my mother lying in the bathtub with blood staining the bathtub red, I thought I was dreaming."
Their family had few relatives, and apart from the four of them, they couldn't find anyone willing to handle his mother's funeral.
Han Tian was very indifferent. He only said that he wanted to find the murderer who killed his sister and had no time to care about his wife.
In the end, Han Yun, a half-grown boy, simply buried his mother together with his sister.
But later he didn't know that Han Tian had embarked on a path of no return. He probably really loved his daughter, but neglected his wife and son, and they were also victims.
Han Yun moved his household registration out, and from then on he and Han Tian only had a blood relationship, nothing else.
That flower field turned into a wasteland after several years.
The things people like will always be ruthlessly taken away by time, and then they will be taught something or left something behind.
Teach them what life is and what to let go, leaving behind some regrets or pain.
Han Yun blinked his eyes, which had been staring at the ceiling for a long time and looked a little sore, and finally said: "After that, Han Tian and I have not been in touch."
"I didn't know that my biological father was also involved in the occult world."
"This is really, really explosive."
If he had known this earlier, his worldview would not have begun to collapse after meeting Qiu Tingxu and Xu Yansheng.
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