My father's words gave me chills. I had never noticed these things before, and I had never even thought about them. But after my father said this, the whole thing seemed to be completely correct.
If what my father said is true, Zhang Qishan is actually the adopted daughter of "that person", then everything can be explained, but one thing remains a mystery, and that is Zhang Qishan's life experience.
According to my understanding, she is the younger sister of Zhang Qiling, the victim of the empty package case, and the daughter of one of the victims killed by Zhang Peng, the heart-stealing demon, ten years ago. This life experience is true in every aspect. This contradicts the fact that she is the adopted daughter of "that person".
Perhaps my father also saw my doubts, and smiled and said: "Of course, nothing is absolute. Her life experience does contradict this inference, so there are many things that actually have infinite possibilities. What I said is just one of the possibilities."
I rubbed my eyes in pain and asked without raising my head, "Then what other possibilities do you think exist?"
"Another possibility is that Zhang Qishan might be a Qiongqi person, and she has already joined the God Organization. In this case, her background can be explained. After all, her background does not conflict with her joining the God Organization, but this possibility is still questionable. Of course, I think the third possibility is also very likely, that is, she actually belongs to an organization or group that we don't know or understand yet. If this is really the case, then everything becomes complicated."
As he spoke, my dad took out another cigarette and lit it, frowning as he said, "If she really belongs to another group or organization, what is her purpose? Is this organization related to the God Organization and the power of 'that person'? These are all issues that you and I need to consider. Now I can only help you speculate this far. For the rest, you have to face it alone. No one can help you."
I didn't expect my dad to analyze Zhang Qishan's identity so complicatedly, so complicated that I began to doubt myself. My dad looked at my sad face and sighed, "It seems that you have fallen in love with that girl named Zhang Qishan? Look at your useless appearance, you are exactly the same as your father. Let me ask you one question, honestly, does she love you?"
I nodded without hesitation, and when my dad saw my reaction, his eyes became even more helpless, and he said earnestly: "Sometimes, even if you love each other, you may not necessarily be together in the end. Do you understand this? I, your dad, have also been through the same stage as you. Believe me, time will change your mind. Besides, I think you should cherish what is in front of you and let the past go. Don’t you agree?"
There was something else in my dad's words, which made me frown and ask, "Why do you cherish what you have now?"
My dad smiled mysteriously, pointed inside the room and said, "I think Xiaoxue is pretty and well behaved. Since you brought her back this time, I will definitely choose her as my future daughter-in-law. If you can't marry her, you should never come back again."
I was originally in a pessimistic mood because of Zhang Qishan's matter, but when I heard what my dad said, I was immediately defeated. I said helplessly, "Dad, why are you the same as my mom? You know that I asked her to fool you, why are you still saying that? Besides, with her conditions, how could she be interested in a poor bastard like me?"
"Who said that? Wasn't your father also a poor bastard back then, but didn't I get your mother in the end? This matter has nothing to do with money. What's important is the means. Besides, from Xiaoxue's demeanor just now, whether from the tone of her voice or the way she looked at you, it seems that she is still interested in you. Otherwise, she would not have agreed to come to our house to celebrate the New Year with you, right?"
When my father said this, he always looked at me with a strange smile, and I actually listened to what he said. But before I had time to think about it, I shook my head and put the idea aside. Now is not the time to think about these things. Besides, until now, I still can't get over the fact that Zhang Qishan left.
While I was thinking, my father had already opened the file bag that Bai Qi had given me, and was looking at the contents inside intently. When I reacted, I immediately stepped forward to look at it with my father, but found that there was only a list in it. I had never heard of the names on the list, and what was strange was that there were only names on the list, and no other information, nor any indication of who those names were. In short, I couldn't see any clues from this list.
But when I glanced at my father next to me, he was looking at the list with a serious and focused expression, as if he knew all these people, and he stared at each name for a long time, which made me feel that this list should not be simple, and perhaps there were some hidden codes.
So I looked at the names on the list again. Judging from the names, the people on the list should be quite old, at least the same age as my dad, and there was nothing special about their names. In the end, I really couldn't figure out what was going on, so I asked, "Dad, what does this list mean?"
Unexpectedly, my dad did not answer my question. Instead, he had a weird smile on his face. He took out a lighter and burned the list in his hand, muttering to himself, "This old White is quite thoughtful, but it's a pity that what he did is actually meaningless to me."
The more my dad said this, the more anxious I felt. I wanted to grab him and pin him to the ground to ask him questions. My dad also saw that I was getting a little anxious, so he slowly put away his smile, looked at me solemnly and said, "Are you sure you want to know about this? Once you know everything, then the dangers I have experienced over the years will be shared with you. Think about it carefully."
Faced with my father's sudden seriousness, I was a little overwhelmed, but this situation only lasted for about a second, and I nodded firmly: "Of course I have to share this kind of thing with you, otherwise why did you raise me so big?"
After getting my affirmative answer, my father suddenly laughed. He seemed to be afraid of attracting my mother out, and immediately lowered his voice and said to me: "Okay! This is my son! In this case, I'll tell you, but you have to remember that this matter, except you and me, must not be known by a third person!"
I nodded and said, "What about Uncle Bai? He should know, right?"
"Of course he doesn't know either, but he has probably guessed something over the years. But he definitely doesn't know everything. This is not the place to talk, let's go outside and talk."
With that, my dad took me out and walked to the place where I often played hide-and-seek with my friends when I was a child. It was sparsely populated and very deserted, so there was no need to worry about being overheard when talking. I looked around to make sure that no one was there, and then I let my dad tell me his secret.
The story begins from the year my mother was pregnant with me. At that year, my father was the top detective of the serious crime team. Because of a vicious murder case, my father found the murderer at that time, who was the only son of "that person". But just as my father got the key evidence that could prove the murderer's murder, that person sent someone to negotiate with my father, intending to use a sum of money that was unimaginable at the time to buy his son's life. But my father was in high spirits at the time and would not betray his conscience for the money. So he resolutely refused the money and was determined to make the real murderer be punished by law.
But later, my dad also understood the seriousness of the matter. If he sent that man's son to the guillotine, he himself would definitely be in danger. After all, with that man's powerful connections at the time, it would be easy for him to kill my dad.
My young and passionate father never thought of backing down, but he also had to consider my mother and me in her belly. After much deliberation, he made a bold decision.
If the son's behavior is so bad, then the father is definitely not much better! Moreover, the fact that 'that person' was able to bribe my father with so much money proved that he was not a good official either. So my father came up with a plan and pretended to agree to the man's request, secretly hiding the evidence, and then spent a full three months conducting a comprehensive investigation on the man, collecting several pieces of evidence that were enough to ruin the man's reputation and recording them in detail. Then, before the man could react, he told the whole story of the man's son's murder, and finally the man's son received the punishment he deserved.
Not long after, my dad met that man's men again. After that man's men showed their murderous intentions, my dad told them about the evidence he had collected of that man's crime, and said that he would keep it with him. Once our family was threatened in any way, he would make the evidence public and die together with that man!
In this way, my father saved the personal safety of the whole family because of this evidence, and he could no longer stay in the serious crime team, so he resigned and came to Chongzhou City with my mother to become an ordinary farmer.
After listening to my dad's brief account of the whole incident, I felt like he was hiding something from me, so I asked, "Since you've already obtained evidence of that person's crime, why don't you just make it public?"
"Announce it? Who should I announce it to? That person has connections everywhere. Who knows if the person I trust is arranged by him? If I accidentally trust the wrong person, our whole family will be doomed because of this small mistake! So I finally decided to keep the evidence with me, so that I won't make mistakes and it can also deter that person from touching my family." My father said with a sneer while smoking.
Although my father explained it this way, I became even more confused and said, "Since that man has connections everywhere, how could his son be sentenced to death? If that man is really capable, his son should have escaped unscathed, even if he has been convicted of murder. Dad, why are you talking so inconsistently?"
When my father heard my question, his eyes suddenly became grim, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised as he asked, "Who told you that the man's son died after being sentenced to death?"