The instructor said he was sending Fan Wei home, but Fan Wei couldn't refuse, so she got into the instructor's car. On the way back, the instructor said earnestly and earnestly: "Fan Wei, your family situation is quite special. When I went through the withdrawal procedures, I was very reluctant. After all, I was alone in this society.
It is really not easy to do it, and now it's happening again, hey, it's really disturbing. "
Fan Wei glanced at the instructor who was driving, wondering whether it was moved or surprised.
In Fan Wei’s impression, the instructor is a man with the title of “Ghost Sees Sorrow”. He has a straight face all day long, as if someone owes him 200 yuan and has not paid it back. For the heavy ones, go directly to the training department to make a small report. As long as it is a student he has taken, there is no one who is not afraid of him.
But now, the instructor showed a different patience and kindness than usual, which made Fan Wei feel ashamed and sighed that he had blamed the instructor in the past.
"Guide, thank you for coming to pick me up." Fan Wei thanked her sincerely.
The instructor disagreed: "You are my student, and I am responsible to you. This is my most basic responsibility as a teacher."
Fan Wei looked at the instructor's eyes full of admiration, and looked carefully at the loving cheeks close at hand, only to find that the instructor's complexion was a bit poor and looked very tired.
"Did you work overtime last night?" Fan Wei asked worriedly.
The instructor whispered, then nodded, and sighed: "Yes, it is said that it is easier to be a teacher in a university. Now it seems that they are all false rumors."
Fan Wei looked at the instructor's hand holding the steering wheel, shaking slightly, always feeling a little strange. When he saw the scenery receding outside the car window, Fan Wei's gratitude was instantly replaced by doubt and caution.
This road does not lead to Fan Wei’s house, but to Tingtao Pavilion. Fan Wei’s move to Tingtao Pavilion has never been told to outsiders. How did the instructors know
Fan Wei couldn't help but think of it, took a deep breath, pretending to be calm on the surface, and smiled at the instructor: "Instructor, thank you very much for sending me home. I want to give you a small gift to express mine. Mind."
"Oh? What gift?"
"You reach out."
The instructor did not hesitate and stretched out his right hand with joy, seeming to be very interested in Fan Wei's'small gift'.
Fan Wei took something out of his pocket, stuffed it into the instructor’s hand, and smiled and said, “I will give you a talisman.” Under Fan Wei’s gaze, the instructor’s expression changed from information to astonishment, and then from astonishment to astonishment. stiff. Seeing being burned by the amulet, braving the palm of the white smoke, after a few seconds of silence, the instructor raised his mouth, opened the window of the car, and threw the amulet out without any reason.
A scorched palm that would be burnt, just chuckled.
At this point, Fan Wei had fully understood that fear and caution spread in her heart, but reason told Fan Wei that she could not act rashly, so she sat quietly in the co-pilot.
After a moment of silence, the instructor’s voice sounded, but it was a pity that his tone had changed drastically: "Girl, you are really a ghost, you found out so soon."
Hearing the name "girl", Fan Wei immediately understood the instructor's true identity, and said helplessly: "Zuo Yu, is the instructor dead?" The instructor, who was possessed by Zuo Yu, grabbed the steering wheel with his right hand. Putting his left hand on the car window, dragging his cheek, lazily said: "Don't worry, just borrow his body for a use. As long as I leave his body, he will recover without leaving any sequelae. I am still Very principled, never
It hurts innocent people, unlike Duan Lin's executioner. "
Fan Wei took a deep breath, resisting the fear and sorrow in her heart, and said solemnly: "But you killed the butler." "Oh, you killed the housekeeper? It's called for the sky." Zuo Yu chuckled lightly, his tone of voice was full. Contempt: "As an A-level wanted criminal, he carried several lives on his body. I, as an enthusiastic crowd, called the police. This is a reasonable thing. The society should even issue me a "righteousness and courage to promote social peace".
prize. In addition, during their detention, the housekeeper tortured me day and night, making me unable to survive, and let him die so happy, I was already very kind, didn't I? "
"Your words are not credible." Fan Wei turned her head, avoiding Zuo Yu's sight, and said in disgust: "You lied to me."
"Don't be so stingy. A world without lies at all is not so much better." Zuo Yu shrugged, disapproving, and didn't mean to apologize.
Zuo Yu used his resourcefulness to easily kill the housekeeper, and now Duan Lin had no news. Fan Wei was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of Zuo Yu, without the ability to resist.
But so far Zuo Yu has not revealed the slightest killing intent, which means that for a while, Fan Wei has no life safety.
Fan Wei held up the list and asked tentatively: "What do you want to do?"
Zuo Yu barely hesitated, and blurted out: "Walking for the sky."
"For whose god, who's way?"
"The common people, the righteous way." Zuo Yu's voice is simple and powerful, and extremely firm: "Duan Lin may be able to deceive you, but he can't deceive me!"
What Zuo Yu said last night was still echoing in Fan Wei's mind, and Fan Wei was tangled in her heart.
As if seeing Fan Wei's inner thoughts, Zuo Yuyun said calmly: "Duan Lin and those zombies are all raccoon dogs. If you don't believe it, I can take you to see the evidence."
"evidence?"
Zuo Yu didn't speak, and when he stepped down the accelerator, the engine roared like a beast. Five minutes later, he drove into the Tingtao Pavilion.
The moment he entered the gate of the villa, the guide's body trembled violently, Zuo Yu separated from the guide's body, and then snapped his fingers in front of the guide's hollow eyes: "Go home."
The instructor nodded dumbly, leaving Tingtao Pavilion like a walking dead and drove away.
"Come with me." Zuo Yu said casually, and took Fan Wei up to the second floor, walking straight to the third floor without stopping.
When he came to the deepest room in the corridor on the third floor, the moment he opened the door, a strong smell of formalin hit his face, causing Fan Wei to frown.
"This is Duan Lin's room. Go in and enjoy it yourself." Zuo Yu made a please gesture.
Fan Wei hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and walked in.
The room is not big, but there are a lot of things in it, mainly "collection cabinets" and various "glass jars". Seeing these collections in front of him, Fan Wei only felt a buzzing in his head, fear accompanied by nausea, and strong suspicion, growing uncontrollably in his heart. (End of this chapter)