The attacker has been shot dead. Uncle Zhang is dead!

Zhang Yuanqing was caught off guard by the news, and his mind suddenly became clear, but he fell into confusion again, and he sat in the bed in a daze.

After about seven or eight seconds, he took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and said very quickly:

"How did you determine the identity of the murderer and where did you shoot him? Please explain the situation in detail."

Guan Ya's voice came from the loudspeaker:

"now

Early that morning, Wei Yuanzhou caught the attacker from last night while patrolling the hospital. He successfully killed the enemy by sneak attack, and the body has been transported back to the Jinghai City Security Bureau.

"He is 1.7 meters tall, about 60 years old, with very dark skin, thick fingers, and thick calluses. There are also burn marks on his chest, and the tender flesh that grew overnight can also prove that the knife wound you caused is still there."

It was Uncle Zhang. Zhang Yuanqing, who died in the hospital, suddenly realized something and felt as if his heart was stabbed. He jumped up from the bed, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs and barefoot, and strode out of the room.

"Li"

With a stern face, he kicked open the door of the standard room next door. The room was completely empty, except for the bed that someone had slept on last night, which had been made clean.

Uncle Zhang has left.

"Yuanshi, what happened over there?" Guan Ya heard the sound of kicking the door.

"I'm fine, Sister Guan Ya, please send me a photo, a photo of the attacker." Zhang Yuanqing looked at the empty bed.

"The body has been sent to the police station. I'm in the hospital. Okay, I'll go to the police station now. Fortunately, it's far away. You wait a moment." Guan Ya had to hang up the phone first.

Zhang Yuanqing returned to the room, quickly put on his clothes and shoes, entered the corridor, and walked up the stairs to the first floor.

He didn't even have the patience to wait for the elevator at this moment.

Hotel lobby.

The air conditioner was blowing cold air. Xiaoyuan, wearing a white shirt and a big suit, stood at the front desk with a straight posture.

Hearing the footsteps, she turned her head and took a cold look, then turned her head back, but halfway turned, she turned back again, examined Yuanshi Tianzun's face, frowned and said:

"What's wrong"

"Where is Uncle Zhang?"

Xiao Yuan's pretty face darkened and she said calmly:

"If you are worried that he will escape, don't worry. Uncle Zhang will do what he says. If he doesn't keep his word, I will be responsible for finding him."

In front of Yuanshi Tianzun, she was increasingly unable to control her temper, but she didn't notice it.

"Uncle Zhang is dead," Zhang Yuanqing said softly, "He died outside Jinghai People's Hospital this morning. He was killed by Wei Yuanzhou."

Xiao Yuan stayed there, the coldness in her eyes quickly dissipated, her hands clenched into fists little by little, she clenched them so tightly that she suddenly closed her eyes, as if she was afraid that the sadness she was hiding would escape from her eyes.

After a while, she opened her eyes and said calmly:

“I know, that’s his choice.”

His choice Zhang Yuanqing was silent for a moment, then whispered:

"He refused to go with me. His so-called unfulfilled wish was just for that."

Use your own life to exchange for your grandson's promotion to deacon.

She worked hard in the fields for decades, lived a lonely life for half her life, raised her grandson grain by grain of rice, paid for his education with pennies, and in the end, she even sacrificed her life for her grandson's future.

How stupid! Zhang Yuanqing wanted to sneer, but his chest felt inexplicably blocked and painful.

Xiao Yuan said "hmm":

"He probably had that idea a long time ago. Half a month ago, he was beaten by an official in Jinghai City. I went to see him. He was seriously injured, but very happy.

"I've known him for so many years, but I've rarely seen him smile so cheerfully. He said that his wish has finally come true, and he will focus on practicing with Master Wuhen for the rest of his life and say goodbye to the past."

Zhang Yuanqing listened quietly.

"But when he came to see Master Wuhen yesterday, he seemed like a different person. He looked gloomy and worried. I knew he was in trouble. I secretly followed him to Jinghai City and found out that he was assassinating an official traveler."

Because he didn't want to break the rules, but for the sake of his grandson's future, he had to go against his will. Zhang Yuanqing frowned, feeling something was conflicted and wrong.

At that moment, the cell phone dinged and a text message came in.

He took out his cell phone to check the message, which was a photo sent by Guan Yafa.

In the photo, a pale and skinny old man was lying quietly under the morgue bed. The sorrow carved by the years was forever condensed on his face. There was a dark red wound on his chest, and a large piece of new tender flesh.

"It's Guan Ya"

Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "He didn't turn into a Gu."

When a sorcerer dies in battle while making poison, his body will remain half human, half beast. Uncle Zhang died in the form of a human, which means that he did not choose to fight and was willing to die.

"Ding Dong"

The reminder sounded again, and Guan Ya sent a long paragraph of text:

"The call was interrupted just now. I haven't finished talking yet. There are a few details I don't understand. The attacker was attacked from behind by Wei Yuanzhou and died from a pierced heart. After death, he was infected with a serious disease. That was the power of the Plague God.

"But, with injuries and illness like that, the killer shouldn't have been killed in one blow. The murderer had a chance to struggle to death, but he didn't turn into a poison. It's very strange.

"I didn't ask these questions in person. Come back and try to ask the spirit."

"No need to ask, just reply." Zhang Yuan typed a message to Guan Ya. Halfway through, he saw Guan Ya's second message:

“I always feel that there are many unreasonable aspects of this matter. The purpose of the attacker in assassinating Baihu Wansui is unclear, and how he got to Baihu Wansui’s residence.

"From the video of last night's battle, it can be seen that the attacker is agile and good at chasing. As a senior saint, he set up an ambush in advance, but he still let Baihu Wansui escape.

"I watched the surveillance footage of the second assassination, and I don't believe the attacker's assassination level," Guan Ya half complained and half expressed her views on the incident.

Zhang Yuanqing looked at the information, his brows furrowed little by little, and he noticed some contradictions.

According to Uncle Zhang himself, he assassinated Baihu Wansui in order to clear obstacles for his grandson's promotion. There is no possibility that he held back. It is indeed suspicious that a veteran saint ambushed a newly promoted saint with such a great advantage, but failed. It does not make sense.

The most unreasonable thing is that since Baihu Wansui was just an insignificant passerby, there was no premeditated tracking or investigation during the period. How could Zhang Shu, who is an evil profession, easily find Baihu Wansui's address?

Unless there is a ghost

Zhang Yuanqing's eyebrows jumped and he said:

"I'm going to meet Master Wuhen."

Xiaoyuan looked at me in confusion.

But Zhang Yuanqing didn't explain. He turned and ran to the corridor, followed the stairs, and rushed down to the fourth floor in one breath. He stopped at the door of room "404", knocked on the door, and said:

"Master, I have something to ask you."

After shouting, Zhang Yuanqing tried to turn the door handle.

"Katcha"

The door handle opened smoothly, and the next second, the hotel corridor disappeared, the wooden door disappeared, and in their place was a Buddhist temple with smoke rising and candles lit.

Zhang Yuanqing subconsciously looked towards the towering golden Buddha that reached the top of the temple. It was sitting with a flower in its hand, its eyes half-closed, looking down above with a look that seemed both compassionate and ferocious.

The golden Buddha did not change, and the master's state of mind was still very stable. Zhang Yuanqing looked down at the back of the green-clothed figure sitting cross-legged under the cushion, and bowed:

"Master, Uncle Zhang has returned to the spiritual realm. I have something I don't understand, so I came to ask for your advice."

After a pause, without waiting for Master Wuhen's response, he asked directly:

"Why did Uncle Zhang meet you yesterday? Do you know his story?"

There was silence in the hall for a moment, and Master Wuhen's suppressed voice echoed back into the hall:

"He said that he had found his grandson whom he had not seen for many years. His grandson forced him to assassinate an official saint. He did not want to commit murder again. I was very happy, but he felt guilty towards the child. He had no choice.

"He planned to use his own life to compensate his grandson. He came to say goodbye to me last night. He is going back to the spiritual realm ahead of time."

Wei Yuanzhou forced him to assassinate Baihu Wansui

There was a loud bang in Zhang Yuanqing's head, as if thunder had exploded, and his expression suddenly froze.

After a brief moment of confusion and astonishment, his thoughts quickly returned to his senses. He was no longer confused or bewildered, and the whole context of the incident suddenly became clear.

Before the killing copy began, the number of official saints increased dramatically, squeezing out the promotion space for veteran saints. Because Wei Yuanzhou was "unsociable", his chances of promotion were already slim and difficult.

It happened that he reunited with his long-lost grandfather a while ago, who was an evil man. So he had evil thoughts and forced his grandfather to assassinate Baihu Wansui to clear the obstacles for him.

Therefore, although Baihu Wansui clearly did not realize that he was being followed, his residence was exposed because the enemy came from within.

All the doubts raised by Guan Ya were explained. Zhang Yuanqing smiled bitterly in his heart.

According to Uncle Zhang's mentality, the next step should be "active contribution", but things did not go as planned. I didn't expect that the person who came to support would be me.

Zhang Yuanqing continued thinking logically.

No wonder Uncle Zhang looked so horrified when he heard Xiaoyuan introduce me last night. Yuanshi Tianzun has a reputation for being righteous and selfless, and he also knew this from Kou Beiyue.

He was sure that if Wei Yuanzhou's behavior of forcing him to assassinate his colleague was exposed, he would not be lenient, so he took the blame for a crime he did not commit.

You know I'm not a scout, I shouldn't have noticed anything last night. Alas, I was thinking of resolving it privately.

Well, there is one thing I haven't figured out. In this case, there is no need to ask Song Hai for help. It is not perfect to "solve" the problem privately and let Wei Yuanzhou kill the attacker and take all the credit.

He forced his grandfather to assassinate his colleague, and when that failed, he killed his grandfather who raised him as a hero. Wei Yuanzhou was a madman who appeared to be humble and gentle on the outside, but paranoid on the inside.

How come Sister Guan Ya didn't see that he had special props to hide his nature? Or did he pretend to be a gentleman for a long time and then he really became a gentleman? It's hard to tell the real from the fake

The beast Zhang Yuanqing exhaled a foul breath and said: "Master, I understand"

He turned around with a cold look and walked towards the hall. Master Wuhen warned him:

"This matter has its own cause and effect. I respect his choice. You don't need to interfere."

That means I should stay out of other people's business and stop interfering. Zhang Yuanqing paused, he stopped at the door of the palace and thought for a few seconds, then retorted:

"Master, I am not your disciple, and you don't need to teach me how to do anything."

Stride away.

I returned to the lobby, walked around to the front desk, and looked at Xiaoyuan:

"drive

"Send me to the Jinghai City Public Security Bureau."

Jinghai City, Hemen District Public Security Bureau.

Outside the morgue, Wei Yuanzhou stood alone beside the morgue bed, staring silently at the old man's remains.

The past years kept surging in his heart. He had parents when he was young, and had lived with his grandfather since he could remember. His grandfather didn't know anything except farming, and their life was poor and difficult.

Since he was a child, Wei Yuanzhou envied his classmates for having pocket money, and envied them for not having new clothes and beautiful schoolbags. On the other hand, I wore the same clothes for eight years, patched them up year after year, and could not even get any poverty subsidies.

From elementary school to junior high school, the shoes I wore were those given away by my neighbor’s brother.

A child who depends on his grandfather and cannot even afford new clothes is destined to be shunned by children from the same village. It will be even worse after he goes to school. Children from the same village will at most distance themselves from him for the sake of their parents' face.

His classmates at school would only resort to violence against poor kids like him who had no parental support.

Wei Yuanzhou remembered that when he first entered middle school, there was a parents' meeting in his class. His grandfather, who had just finished farm work, came to school in a hurry, covered in mud.

As a result, he was not even allowed to enter the school.

He will remember the look from his classmates and teachers for the rest of his life.

He hates these classmates and teachers, and he hates his grandfather who makes him embarrassed even more. Can't you even change your clothes?

Wei Yuanzhou spent the first half of his life in alienation, contempt and violence, so he studied hard, which was the only way for him to change his destiny.

In order not to be looked down upon and to no longer suffer violence, he actively expressed himself, participated in class activities, helped classmates, cooperated with teachers, was gentle, respectful, frugal and modest, and became a good person in the eyes of his classmates, a good student in the eyes of his teachers, and a good dog in the eyes of the school bully.

If you are a perfect person, you will not be looked down upon or bullied by others, because they cannot find any faults in you.

The year his grandfather had the accident, he was extremely scared, fearing revenge from that family's relatives. More than a decade of hard life did not sharpen his will, but instead brought him serious psychological trauma.

He couldn't understand why his grandfather wanted revenge and why he wanted to disrupt his peaceful life.

If you are weak, you will be bullied by the strong. This has been the truth since ancient times. Your illiterate grandfather is very pitiful because he does not understand these truths.

To become a strong man, one does not rely on bravery but wisdom and hard work. With his own efforts, he successfully completed college, and by chance became a spiritual traveler, entered the Five Elements Alliance, and finally ushered in a good life.

Over the years, he dared not make even the slightest mistake. He was afraid of making mistakes and afraid of encountering violence and punishment.

But his grandfather's shadow has always hung over him, and his grandfather's crimes have hindered his future and prevented him from becoming the organization's key observation target.

Just half a month ago, he met his grandfather again after being separated from him for many years.

What he felt was not affection and joy, but fear, yes, intense fear.

Because he is an evil profession.

For Wei Yuanzhou, this was a devastating disaster.

Why do you want to come back? Since you chose to abandon me, please disappear from my world completely. Why do you want to destroy my life and my future?

Wei Yuanzhou thought of a way to kill two birds with one stone. He told his grandfather, if you really care about me and really want to compensate me, just get rid of my competitors for me.

But the assassination attempt was not successful. After watching the surveillance video, he knew that his grandfather was unwilling to do it.

The only way out was to get rid of him, that’s what Wei Yuanzhou thought at the time.

But his grandfather was a senior saint, and his profession was stronger than lawful evil, so he was not sure.

So he persuaded his superior deacon to ask for help from the Songhai branch.

The reason for doing this is that, on the one hand, the people in the Songhai branch have not cleared his background and cannot know his relationship with his grandfather, while the senior management of the Jinghai branch knows his family background and is very likely to catch clues during the investigation.

On the other hand, the achievements made by the people from the Songhai branch will affect him and they will become his competitors.

And he couldn't rely on that merit to advance to the next level and become a deacon.

But he didn't expect that Yuanshi Tianzun joined the Songhai patrol and was sent to deal with the matter.

Fortunately, there were twists and turns, but it ended perfectly in the end.