In the monitoring room.
Everyone watched Nangong Yanran yelling like crazy, white powder flying all over the sky.
They all looked at Qin Chen with admiring eyes.
"Boss, you are so cruel. You actually asked her to spread Ah Da's ashes like this. If she hears Ah Da's thoughts later and goes to the ground that Ah Da arranged for him, what face will she have to face them? My mother’s family?”
"Not to mention, the adoptive mother Ada who "resurrected from the dead"?"
Ben shook his head and was speechless.
The boss is so cruel!
After Nangong Yanran learns the truth through this routine, even if she is not crazy, she will have to live in the shadows for the rest of her life.
Qin Chen curled his lips and shook his head gently: "That's not ashes, just chalk powder..."
"Not the ashes? What about the ashes? Could it be..." Ben looked at Qin Chen with a horrified look. In his opinion, destroying the ashes was already an extremely perverted thing. Could it be that the boss is even more perverted
He didn't even dare to think about it anymore. His whole body tensed up and he couldn't help hugging his shoulders.
"What are you thinking about?" Qin Chen saw that the eyes of the people in the room were getting more and more strange, and he flicked Ben's forehead angrily.
Ben was in pain and looked at him aggrievedly.
But Qin Chen jumped the screen to another screen, which was in the collective cemetery belonging to Dragon Soul, specially set up for those Dragon Soul brothers who didn't know where their home was.
In the corner of the cemetery, there is a new piece.
There are only a few chrysanthemums on it, and two big black characters are written on it: "Ah Da..."
Everyone fell silent for a moment.
I originally thought that the boss was a cold-blooded pervert, but I didn't expect Qin Chen's perversion to have a bottom line.
Give the enemy... a minimum of respect.
"I promised him that I would spare Nangong Yanran's life if I gave him the antidote, but I didn't expect that he would die in the hands of the woman he loved, probably with his life. This tombstone should be regarded as the last bit of respect for him."
Qin Chen's voice slowly disappeared as Nangong Yanran's plane took off.
... ... .
On the plane.
Nangong Yanran happily drove the plane out of the channel and took off safely. But suddenly I found that I didn't know where to go.
Ever since she came out of Nangong's house this time, she already knew that she had been abandoned by her family.
Instead, you can go to Situ's house to find the second young master who is also an abandoned son.
But that pervert seemed to be even more difficult to deal with than Qin Chen.
Qin Chen's cruelty was all aboveboard.
But that person had no bottom line, and Nangong Yanran found that she didn't have much capital to be believed at this moment.
The brightly polished display screen reflected her scarred face.
During the days when I was locked in a secret room, I had three meals a day without any worries.
However, the wounds left by the plastic surgery on her face had festered because they were not treated in time. Unless she could get a piece of skin to cover her face, it would be disfigured.
But surgery requires a doctor and money.
Where is she
Suddenly, she thought of the card that Ada left for her before she died.
Then he groped around on the body, and not only that, there was a route on it.
This card was given to Ada before she died. Although she was searched, no one took the card away.
In the evening, she landed at a small airport in F state.
As soon as we got off the plane, we were greeted by locals.
He didn't check much and let her go.
Nangong Yanran took the card to a local branch and checked the balance. She was pleasantly surprised!
But if you want to take them all, you must provide a token.
Nangong Yanran had no choice but to take a small amount of cash and put it on her body. She rented a car locally and went to look for the so-called keepsake, a diary, at the address Ada once told her.
Deserts can be seen everywhere in Africa. A small oasis may be a small town, but the distance between the small towns is so far that even cars cannot pass.
She thought it would go smoothly, but she didn't want the location of Ah Da's old house to be too remote.
Nangong Yanran drove a car, rode a camel, and accidentally encountered a sandstorm. It took her five days to reach a village called Little Rock City.
As its name suggests, all the houses in the city are made of stones. Not to mention the beauty, some cannot even be completely enclosed on all sides.
"What the hell are you talking about paradise?"
"Fortunately, I didn't fall into your trap. I'll leave as soon as I take the things!" Nangong Yanran muttered to herself, looking at the house numbers from house to house.
No one came to their place all year round. When they saw a stranger suddenly appear, everyone looked at her with wide eyes curiously.
Only then did Nangong Yanran realize that most of the people here were children and the elderly.
It is almost rare to see men. Although they all look old and small, they seem to be in good health and not as thin and weak as in disaster movies.
On the contrary, all of them have bright eyes, and there is a bit of kindness in their clear eyes.
This kind of kindness is too far away for Nangong Yanran, which makes her very uncomfortable.
He didn't even dare to face the old man's eyes, he was in such a hurry.
Finally, I saw the same number as on the piece of paper in front of a relatively complete house.
She stopped and was about to knock on the door.
With a creak, the wooden door opened from the inside.
A white-haired old woman poked her head out and was stunned when she saw Nangong Yanran.
"Miss... Miss Yanran..."
She said excitedly, and was about to pull Nangong Yanran away with trembling hands.
However, Nangong Yanran hurriedly backed away, wanting to run out of the desert.
"Grandma... you... you... you..."
"Aren't you dead?" Nangong Yanran was so frightened that she lost her soul.
The old woman slowly opened her legs and walked towards Nangong Yanran. Her rickety figure was projected on the mottled walls of Shicheng. As she moved, the shadows on the wall became extremely irregular.
"Miss... don't be afraid. I'm not dead. Back then, Ada knew that you might silence me, so he arranged for me to come out first, which was to leave a way out for you."
"But I remember that you were hit by a spark at that time. Who was that person?" Nangong Yanran asked in surprise.
"She is just a woman who is dying. Miss, have you forgotten, did you learn the art of disguise in college?"
"Don't be afraid, get up quickly." The old woman said, reaching out her hand to Nangong Yanran.
There is a burn scar on the tiger's mouth of her right hand. The wound was accidentally caused by taking care of Ah Da when she was a child. A person's face can be disguised, but it is basically impossible to change the entire person's skin.
Nangong Yanran hesitated for a moment, then remembered the purpose of her trip, and handed over her hand.
The old man's hands were rough and old, and the skin covered with age spots was wrinkled and twisted together, making Nangong Yanran very uncomfortable.
She wanted to pull her hand back several times, but Grandma held her tight.
Only after entering the yard and closing the wooden door did Grandma let go of her.
However, when she raised her head, she almost fainted.
In the small yard, there are pictures of her hanging everywhere, the same ones before her plastic surgery, but most of them are from the side, and some are even from the back.
"This..." Looking at her former appearance, Nangong Yanran was speechless.
The old woman turned around, glanced at her with a smile, pointed at the photos and said: "These were taken secretly by Ada, and there are many more. Over the years, every time he gave me something, he would put some new ones in it, but this He hasn’t come here much in the past six months, and the last time he called was last week... He said he might not come back in the next year, and he arranged for others to deliver his things."
"Miss...did you send him on any mission?"
The old woman talked nonchalantly, her cloudy eyes shining with anticipation.
He was obviously just an ordinary old man with no fighting ability at all, but Nangong Yanran felt guilty. Sitting on a chair with cotton on tiptoe was even more uncomfortable than sitting on the tip of a needle.
"Grandma...I..."
"It must be a special mission, otherwise Ada wouldn't have said that... Miss, you see that I am always nagging at my old age. Please have some tea first, and I will make you something to eat."
The old woman said, and stood up tremblingly.
She is Ah Da's adoptive mother and an old servant of the Nangong family. Because her son accidentally fell into the water and died when he was a child, she became crazy. Later, when she met Ah Da, she recognized him as her son. Grandma's madness, It also got a lot better.
"Grandma, you're not busy... I just came to pick up some things and then left."
"Ah?" The old woman paused, stood firm on the wall, tilted her head and looked around her dilapidated stone house: "What do you want to take?"
"Oh... I know, look at my memory. Ada once told me that if you come, I will give you that thing."
"That thing?" Nangong Yanran was delighted and wanted to ask, but the old man had already bent down and entered the house.
After waiting for a long time, she came out again, holding a small box carefully in her hand.
Nangong Yanran recognized the box at a glance.
It was a lockbox she didn't want when she was a child. She tried to enter the password, and the box opened as expected.
However, the imaginary gems did not appear, only a thin envelope and a heart-shaped key with her initials on it, which must be a token of the Swiss Bank.
She happily put the key into her arms and opened the envelope smoothly. Adana's familiar handwriting was as familiar as her eyelids.
"The words are as clear as the face. I must be no longer alive when I open this letter. After all, this is the last gift I leave to the lady. It can also be regarded as a final farewell."
"The heart-shaped key is a token of the Swiss Bank. It contains all my belongings and the secrets that have been buried in my heart for many years. I am willing to die for the lady. I only hope that the lady can treat my adoptive mother well. After all, without her, there would be no life." us... "
"Without us?" What does this mean
Nangong Yanran looked at the envelope blankly.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a black shadow on the table that grew infinitely larger.
Before she could react, she was hit hard on the head and lost consciousness immediately.