Han Fei never expected to hear from Tang Xin about how the major villains were redeemed one by one.
"This is a bottle of poison. Drink it yourself."
"My hand bones were broken by Han Chengsi."
"Then you'll have to figure it out yourself." Han Fei shoved the poison into his hand and turned to leave the study.
Tang Xin: ...
There was no further movement in the study, and Tang Xin knew that he was now alone.
If you ask him if he's resigned to it, he definitely isn't.
They asked him if he would like to be reborn again.
This time, he would decisively shake his head.
He didn't want to be reborn again. Each time, he died at the hands of the Han family in a different way. Looking back, his first life was the easiest death he had ever had.
If the next time will be even worse than this, he would rather end it all now.
He desperately bent his head and hunched his back, finally managing to reach the medicine bottle in his hand with his mouth. He then tried his best to suck out the poison and peacefully closed his eyes.
die.
I can finally die.
He would rather die than remain incomplete.
Han Fei saw Tang Xin take poison from the surveillance footage and made a phone call to Lao Gu, saying, "I have a dead body here, can you take care of it for me?"
"Old Han, did you kill someone?"
"No."
"Even if you really did kill someone, you don't need to be afraid. There must be a reason. With your current status, anyone who tries to harm you is courting death."
“I said no, he committed suicide by poisoning, and there is video evidence to prove it.”
"I see."
Why do I get the feeling that you sound disappointed?
"Heh, is it that obvious?"
"It's obvious."
"Then I'll tidy up a bit. I'll send someone over to remove the body in ten minutes."
"OK."
Ten minutes later, a few soldiers arrived. They were not talkative, but efficient and decisive, and they took the video recording with them.
Han Fei didn't want to be accused of murder.
The next morning, Han Fei was awakened by the baby's crying.
He went downstairs and saw Grandpa Tang frantically trying to coax his precious great-granddaughter.
Han Fei felt fortunate that when he came into this world, his youngest granddaughter, Xiao Qi, was already able to run and jump, so he didn't have to hold and coax her all day long.
"Old Han, hurry up and wake up your little Qi."
"What does it have to do with my little Qi if you're trying to coax your great-granddaughter?"
"My little girl is crying because she can't find Xiao Qi. Please, please call her here quickly. My little girl is about to cry herself to sleep."
Han Fei leaned closer to look and saw that the little girl's face was already red from crying. If this continued, she might cry herself hoarse.
Han Fei knocked on the door, and Xiao Qi asked in a childish voice, "Who is it?"
"It's me."
"It's Grandpa!" Xiaoqi opened the door, already dressed up nicely, but only wearing one sock, the other one hadn't been put on yet.
"Put the other sock on, the floor is cold."
"OK!"
Xiaoqi obediently put on her socks, but before she could ask why her grandfather wanted to see her, Grandpa Tang sprinted over: "Xiaoqi, come help Grandpa Tang! Xiaonan is looking for you!"
"Oh, the little girl is awake?"
“Little girl, look, look at your little seventh sister, please, please don’t cry, my precious great-granddaughter, please don’t cry.”
As soon as Xiaoqi held her, the little girl's crying stopped abruptly.
Grandpa Tang: ...that would make me seem incompetent.
Xiaoqi chuckled, "Little girl, why are you crying?"
The little girl smelled a pleasant aroma, saw the pretty older sister, and grinned, showing her gums with unparalleled joy.
Han Fei shook his head: "It seems your great-granddaughter has become attached to my Xiao Qi."
Grandpa Tang smiled when he saw Xiao Nan smile: "Xiao Nan likes Xiao Qi, and Xiao Qi likes Xiao Nan, so why don't we let them recognize each other as relatives?"
"You really enjoy recognizing relatives. You just had a family reunion banquet, and you're thinking of having another one?"
"May I?"
Han Fei shook his head: "No, the last one met a tragic end."
"How is that child...?"
Are you worried about him?
"Just out of curiosity."
"Dead."
Old Master Tang was shocked: "Old Han, you killed someone?"
Damn! He's just like Old Gu! Do I really look like someone who would kill people indiscriminately?
"Suicide has nothing to do with me."
"Suicide? He doesn't seem like the type to do something like that..." Old Master Tang muttered, "Yesterday, I heard screams coming from your study... Could it be that you drove him to his death?"
"Can't you think of me for once?"
"Uh...you're a pretty good cook!"
...
Tang Xin's body was sent to the crematorium. If Han Fei were here, he would definitely notice something about the name of this crematorium—Triumphant Crematorium.
"Sir, these are ashes. Please sign here and take them home."
"Okay." The man took the ashes.
The body was still in a hidden compartment in the crematorium.
Inside a huge underground research room, a researcher in white pressed a red button, and a corpse slid down from above.
The researchers in white coats took hair, blood, and skin samples and began the dissection.
"This person's blood is abnormal; he must have been a superhuman who awakened his abilities."
“Take his DNA.”
...
"The analysis report is out!"
"What kind of superpower is it?"
"Is it looting? No, it's not just one! There's another one!"
"Is it a new superpower he stole?"
"No, it's in his genes, it's an ability that belongs to him."
"What kind of superpower is it?"
"This has never happened before, and we cannot find a similar sequence of numbers. We cannot analyze what kind of superpower it is."
"Preserve his DNA and send it to the boss through a secret passage."
"yes."
...
Kelly, far away in Parrot Country, is frantically conducting experiments. Two women stand on her left and right, with faces exactly like hers, wearing numbered short-sleeved shirts, numbered 8 and 9 respectively.
"Boss, there's an urgent secret delivery."
"Where did you come from?" Kelly asked without looking up.
"Dragon Kingdom".
Upon hearing the words "Dragon Kingdom," Kelly's eyes darkened: "Let me see it."
"yes."
Kelly looked at the woman with the number 8 and said coldly, "Go open it."
...
After Tang Xin's death, Han Fei's life became leisurely.
He was always afraid that the children's fates would be dragged back to the path of the villains, and that they would eventually grow up to be villains themselves.
But now that he has learned from Tang Xin that although the children will become villains, it is only a transitional period and they will eventually be redeemed and become positive characters, he feels relieved.
"Grandpa, please tell me the story of Zhuge Liang! I want to hear it, and I want to hear it too!"
Han Fei looked at his granddaughter helplessly: "I'll play it for you on a tape recorder."
"No, I want Grandpa to tell the story!"
"Ya ya!" The toddler, just learning to speak, also joined in the excitement.
Grandpa Tang watched the show from the sidelines, munching on sunflower seeds.
Han Fei glared at him: "Go find your Grandpa Tang, he's a better storyteller than I am."
Xiaoqi pouted, "But I want to hear Grandpa's story."
Looking into his granddaughter's bright eyes, Han Fei sighed, "Alright, alright, tell me, tell me!" He had lost count of how many times he had told the story of the Empty City Stratagem, but this little girl never tired of hearing it.
Just as the story reached its climax, Han Fei's phone rang.
Han Fei answered the phone, and Gu Lao's anxious voice came from the other end: "Old Han, something's happened!"
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