Quiet night, no moon and no stars.
There are dark sky in all directions, falling down like an abyss.
In the darkness, a woman walked home slowly.
The key is inserted and turned gently, and the door opens in response.
With a creak, he fell into the abnormally silent room, and the darkness invaded quietly.
Without turning on the light, she walked to her room step by step.
The footsteps were heavy, with a deep sound.
The door was pushed open, and the overhead light popped on.
The soft light illuminates the entire room, and the night breeze suddenly blows up the curtains.
There was already a person in the room.
The man lowered his eyes, heard the movement at the door, and looked up.
She meets the man's eyes, the darkness is not bottomed, like a deep pool.
The woman's back stiffened and she wanted to go back.
The man saw her behavior and suddenly spoke.
The voice was extremely cold: "Gu Xiangning."
Fear appeared in the woman's eyes, and she pressed her head down in despair.
Her hands and feet instantly lost strength, and she almost knelt on the ground.
Gu Xiangning trembling voice: "Who are you?"
Many years ago, she had changed her name and surname, and no one knew her real name.
After a long time passed, Gu Xiangning thought that this incident had already been covered up.
Unexpectedly, now she actually heard the name again.
Who is this man in front of me
The man sitting in front of Gu Xiangning was Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan saw Gu Xiangning's fear and glanced at her faintly.
A biting chill flashed across his eyes: "It doesn't matter who I am."
"I just want to ask you about one thing that happened that year."
Gu Xiangning squeezed her palms tightly, her chest stuffy.
She naturally knew what Mo Qinghan was talking about.
Mo Qinghan glanced across Gu Xiangning's face, his expression calm as water: "Do you remember Mo Ling?"
Gu Xiangning's blood chilled instantly.
She hesitated for a moment and nodded.
Gu Xiangning squeezed the words out of her throat with difficulty: "She is a girl in my prostitute."
This person had already investigated her real name, and he must have known her identity.
At this time, she didn't need to hide it.
Mo Qinghan's eyes grew colder and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "What happened that night?"
Gu Xiangning shook her head: "I don't know in detail."
"As far as I know, Mo Ling was broken by one person."
After a pause, she continued: "The people who knew the truth back then are no longer there."
As soon as the voice fell, the room fell silent.
Although Mo Qinghan never spoke, Gu Xiangning felt coldly climbing his back.
After a long silence, Mo Qinghan said.
Mo Qinghan looked straight at Gu Xiangning.
His face was cold: "So, you don't know who the man was that night?"
Gu Xiangning nodded quickly: "After that night, things were completely sealed off."
"I only know that Mo Ling left the brothel after that night."
Gu Xiangning resisted fear and looked up at Mo Qinghan.
She didn't understand why the man in front of her had to ask herself something many years ago.
At this time, Mo Qinghan put a box on the table.
He didn't move quickly or slowly, and opened the box.
The box was full of oceans, and for Gu Xiangning, it was already unattainable wealth.
Mo Qinghan slowly turned his head: "I want to do something for me."
Gu Xiangning withdrew his gaze from the box and listened attentively.
But Mo Qinghan's next words made Gu Xiangning feel terrified.
"I have found the man from that year."
Mo Qinghan said lightly: "As for you..."
"I need you to tell that person the truth."
Mo Qinghan looked indifferent and his eyes were dull.
Gu Xiangning was shocked, she knew that human rights were extremely powerful back then.
If you are a little careless, it is very likely to anger them.
If they are dissatisfied with her actions, then she won't get any benefits at all.
Gu Xiangning didn't respond immediately, his face showed hesitation.
Seeing Gu Xiangning's appearance, Mo Qinghan seemed to have expected it.
He suddenly stood up from his seat and walked to Gu Xiangning's face step by step.
Gu Xiangning watched Mo Qinghan walk through the room and stood still in front of her.
Gu Xiangning only felt that the murderous air was oncoming.
Mo Qinghan looked at Gu Xiangning's eyes, as if looking at a dead person.
She knelt in front of Mo Qinghan as her knees softened.
The next second, Mo Qinghan took out a gun.
The grim muzzle hit Gu Xiangning's eyebrows.
And Mo Qinghan's finger was placed on the trigger, as long as the fingertip moved a little, the bullet would shoot out immediately.
Mo Qinghan looked indifferent, as if the person threatening with the gun was not him.
He spoke lightly: "It seems that you are more suitable to use this method."
Gu Xiangning stiffened and shivered uncontrollably.
If she didn't respond immediately, her life would not survive tonight.
Mo Qinghan looked at Gu Xiangning carelessly.
Gu Xiangning quickly replied: "I will do it."
Mo Qinghan put away the gun, and the cold touch was immediately removed.
Gu Xiangning breathed a sigh of relief, and slumped to the ground.
Mo Qinghan didn't even look at Gu Xiangning, and then walked out of the room.
But Gu Xiangning didn't dare to think about it, she knew that she could not escape this disaster.
The night is deep, and the cool breeze of late autumn is blowing, and it is hard to be cold.
…
Nanjing.
Mo Qinghan dialed the phone of the Warlord's Mansion.
Lu Zongting answered the phone, there was still air on the other side of the phone.
After a long while, Mo Qinghan spoke in an extremely cold tone: "Do you still remember something that happened before you took office?"
Lu Zongting frowned without answering.
He faintly guessed who the person on the other end of the phone was.
Mo Qinghan's voice continued: "Tomorrow you come to Longxing Restaurant."
After speaking, Mo Qinghan put aside the phone.
His brows and eyes were extremely cold.
Mo Qinghan knew that Lu Zongting would definitely come.
Lu Zongting put down the phone, he knew who was calling.
This time, he must go.
In order to reveal the truth of the year, and to let Mo Qinghan know who his real enemy is.
…
The next day, Longxing Restaurant.
The sky had just fallen by the rain, and the air was extremely clean, full of damp and clear breath.
Lu Zongting walked to the agreed room and opened the door. Someone was already sitting in it.
The man turned his back to him without turning around.
The man's back was silent, and a cold breath lingered all over his body.
Lu Zongting knew that he was Mo Qinghan.
Mo Qinghan sneered when he heard the movement.
He raised his eyes and looked over, his voice low and hoarse: "Monarch Lu."
There was hatred in Mo Qinghan's eyes. Seeing Lu Zongting at this time, hatred filled her.
When Lu Zongting saw Mo Qinghan, his emotions were complicated: "Why are you looking for me?"
Mo Qinghan said blankly: "There is one person, I want to let Governor Lu see him."
At this time, the door of the room was knocked, and a person walked in, it was Sister Buddhism.
Sister Xiang came in, bowed her head, not daring to look at the people in the room.
Mo Qinghan said, "You tell me what happened back then."
Sister Xiang heard this cold voice, her heart stunned.
She lowered her head and spoke, "Many years ago, I had a qing dynasty here, and her name was Mo Ling."
"One night, Mo Ling was broken by himself..."
Sister Xiang told me the events of the year in detail.
After Sister Xiang left, Mo Qinghan looked at Lu Zongting: "I wonder if Governor Lu has an impression of this matter?"
He stared at Lu Zongting closely.
Lu Zongting thought for a while, then he shook his head: "I don't remember this."
"When I took office, someone did a lot of tricks."
"I remember one day when I was in the Warlord's Mansion, and I only woke up in the afternoon when I was so drunk. I don't know what happened last night."
Lu Zongting's memory of that night was completely vague.
Mo Qing let out a cold cry, "Then I will tell you what happened that night."
An icy light suddenly surged in his eyes, and the light was quickly swallowed by darkness and submerged in the dark curtain.
Mo Qinghan spoke slowly, with deep hatred: "The one who broke Mo Ling's body that night was you."
Word by word, the bone-cutting chill came.
Lu Zongting did not speak.
Mo Qinghan's eyes were dark: "Mo Ling thought you would give her an explanation, but after that night, you never came."
"A few days later, your people will send her something."
Lu Zongting knew what Mo Qinghan was talking about, but he didn't speak.
Mo Qinghan took out his concubine document and placed it in front of Lu Zongting.
His eyes flashed over the edge: "This thing, Governor Lu must be very familiar with it."
The light shone down, illuminating the paperwork on the table.
The names of Mo Ling and Lu Zongting were written on it, clearly visible.
Lu Zongting glanced a few times: "I have never signed this item, and I don't know where it came from."
Mo Qinghan's heart sank to the bottom, and then there was a bitter hatred.
He should have expected that this man would not admit it.
The chill swept over, and the coldness covered Mo Qinghan's whole body, and everything he looked at seemed gloomy and gloomy.
Mo Qinghan was extremely angrily: "Now, don't you plan to admit it?"
"You ruined Mo Ling's life, don't you feel any guilt in your heart?"
The sound fell heavily, and the air seemed to freeze.
Mo Qinghan's heart was colder than this harsh winter.
Until now, Lu Zongting was still pretending to be.
Mo Qinghan really wanted to tear off Lu Zongting's disguised face, so that he could also experience the pain he had experienced over the years.
Lu Zongting settled his eyes and spoke slowly: "As an agent, you should understand that handwriting is the easiest to imitate."
"What the eyes see is not necessarily true."
Lu Zongting's words have a deep meaning.
Mo Qinghan was shocked.
But at this moment, hatred filled his heart, and the coolness filled his heart, flooding all the light.
Mo Qinghan didn't believe Lu Zongting's words, and the corners of his mouth became cold and deep: "You gave her hope, and you let her fall into hell."
The document was hidden by the Ye family, and Mo Ling could not prove his identity, so in order to make a living, he had to pick up the guests again.
Her body is getting worse and worse, and finally lingering on the bed.
Deep in Mo Qinghan's eyes filled with darkness.
The light never seemed to reach his eyes, he was always shrouded in darkness.
Mo Qinghan's voice was a little low: "After that night, she later gave birth to a son, but died of illness in another country."
Mo Qinghan's gaze crossed Lu Zongting, and there was a deep pain in his eyes.
He seemed to have seen the winter night full of ice and snow, and his mother gradually lost his anger.
He has never experienced the warmth of family reunion, and that night, he lost his only relative.
Scenes of the past were intertwined, and every inch of Mo Qinghan's heart condensed into ice.
Mo Qinghan's voice was cold to the bone: "Mo Ling will never get your recognition for the rest of his life."
His expression deepened: "And all I want is the truth."
My mother had been so miserable in this life, and she didn't get the answer she wanted until she died.
Every time he thinks of this, his hatred for the Lu family gets worse.
At this moment, someone walked into the door, and he said solemnly: "I'll tell you what the truth is."
The sound fell into the stagnant air.
The person who came in was Lu Shixian.
Lu Shixian looked at Mo Qinghan.
He already knew about Mo Qinghan, and the light in his eyes was unclear.
Lu Shixian said, "What happened back then was different from what you thought."
Mo Qinghan didn't answer, thinking it was just an excuse for the Lu family.
Lu Shixian continued: "That night, Lu Zongting and I met at the restaurant, but he never showed up."
"At that time, I noticed something was wrong, so I let people search all over Shanghai."
Lu Shixian's eyes drifted away, thinking of the scene at that time.
His voice continued to ring, lowering a bit: "I found Lu Zongting in a brothel."
"At that time he was drugged and he was unconscious."
Lu Shixian looked at Mo Qinghan, his voice deepened: "Mo Ling was by his side. She was also given medicine and fell into a coma."
He was extremely angry at the time, knowing that someone set up a bureau to frame Lu Zongting.
Fortunately, he came in time, dealt with the matter, and blocked all news.
And Lu Zongting didn't know about this matter, and he had only recently brought up the matter with Lu Zongting.
Mo Qinghan was shocked.
What Lu Shixian said was completely different from what he investigated.
Mo Qinghan clenched his fists, why is this happening
Lu Shixian glanced at Mo Qinghan: "This incident happened just before Lu Zongting took office."
"It's such a coincidence, haven't you thought about something strange in it?"
Lu Shixian's meaning is obvious, this matter is a round from beginning to end.
Someone deliberately framed Lu Zongting, trying to destroy Lu Zongting's reputation on the eve of taking office.
Mo Qinghan's eyes tightened slightly, and something seemed to pass quickly in his heart.
He never believed that there was any coincidence in the world.
But if this matter is true, it means that for so many years, everything he believes is false and will fall apart.
What he has been doing all the time is meaningless persistence.
But it does not rule out that this is a collusive rhetoric made by the Lu family in order to conceal the truth of the year.
Mo Qinghan seemed to have fallen into deeper and deeper darkness, where it was desolate and desolate, with only hopelessness in the end.
He just wanted to rectify his mother's name and give her justice.
But when things unfolded, there was a deeper fog lingering behind them.
The truth is hidden behind the scenes, and it becomes more and more indistinct.
Hate, doubt, anger... are intertwined, and his mood is extremely complicated.
Mo Qinghan clenched his fists hard and tightened.
After a while, he let go of his hand quickly.
Only the dark color of nothingness remained in my heart.
Mo Qinghan didn't show half of his face, and said coldly.
"You are both from the Lu family, how do I know if your remarks are in collusion?"
Lu Shixian sighed, "I don't have to lie to you. If you don't believe it, I can't help it."
Mo Qinghan stood up indifferently and walked out.
Mo Qinghan put his hand on the door and was about to open it.
Lu Shixian's voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Your surname is Mo, what is your relationship with Mo Ling?"
The voice sounded clearly and fell in Mo Qinghan's ears, but he felt extremely ironic.
Mo Qinghan's footsteps stagnated slightly.
His expression was icy.
Mo Qinghan sneered.
His life has been controlled by hatred, he has long been under the abyss, and he can no longer escape.
There was a deep darkness, and there was no light.
The cold wind is silent, and the sky is full of icy frost.
Mo Qinghan did not answer, the air was silent.
He stepped forward and left straight away.
Mo Qinghan's footsteps were determined and did not look back.
The door closed, and the air was extremely silent.
Lu Zongting and Lu Shixian were silent.
Lu Shixian meditated. After that incident happened that year, he compensated Mo Ling and gave her a fee, hoping that she would have a good home.
Unexpectedly, Dong Hongchang didn't even rest his mind later, and gave Mo Ling a copy of his concubine document.
Things went round and round, and it actually developed to the point it is now.
Lu Shixian's eyes were filled with deep anger.
Dong Hongchang thought maliciously and designed these things to make Mo Qinghan hate the Lu family and regard the Lu family as his enemy.
Mo Qinghan was blinded by hatred and did a lot of bad things for Dong Hongchang.
Dong Hongchang made the Lu family's children the sharpest blade and stab them fiercely.
The tragedy has been caused, and what has happened will not change.
The air was extremely dull, and the cold wind came with an unstoppable chill.
Lu Shixian frowned.
He only hoped that Mo Qinghan could see the truth clearly after today, and not make mistakes again and again.
…
The night is groggy, with the tendency of wind and rain to come.
A black car drove into the deep night.
Mo Qinghan suddenly speeded up if he couldn't see the gloomy sky above his head.
The car headed in the direction of Gucheng, where he carried the pain and hope he had carried for many years.
Everything just now must be a scam by the Lu family.
They once killed their mother, and now they want to plunge themselves into the abyss.
Mo Qinghan's eyes were extremely cold.
He suddenly remembered the plan he and Dong Hongchang had previously planned.
Dong Hongchang wants to get Shanghai, and his mother Mo Ling will restore her due status.
In this revenge, the Lu Ye family will die.
A thought flashed through Mo Qinghan's mind.
After Mo Ling's death, why did Dong Hongchang appear in Gucheng
So, what was the cause of his mother's death
In a carefully planned strategy, all seemingly coincidental things are definitely not accidental.
Mo Qinghan has been an agent for many years, and it is impossible to even see this.
Why is the concubine paperwork at Wan Yihui
And Wan Yihui was from the Ye family.
Mo Qinghan squeezed the steering wheel, and the heavy rain had already hit the car window.
He knew that Dong Hongchang had a grudge against the Ye Family, and in this coincidence, he also had resentment against the Ye Family.
Could it be said that the encounter between his mother and Wan Yihui was not a coincidence
Mo Qinghan realized a terrible fact.
A truth that he had not dared to imagine.
In the confrontation just now, it was revealed for the first time.
Dong Hongchang had countless calculations, but he was concerned about the hatred between him and Lu Ye.
In this chess game that Dong Hongchang spent many years laying down, he is a crucial step.
With the heavy rain, there is also the sound of howling wind.
The outside of the car has been surrounded by heavy rain.
Mo Qinghan's knuckles were white, and a chill rose on his back.
Dong Hongchang first designed Lu Zongting and Mo Ling, but he did not expect that this move would be broken by Lu Shixian.
But he didn't give up, and gave Mo Ling a concubine's clerk and asked her to go to Nanjing to find Lu Zongting.
After Dong Hongchang learned that Mo Ling was pregnant, he devised the next coincidence.
On the train to Nanjing, Wan Yihui and Mo Ling's suitcases were dropped.
Mo Ling stopped working as a concubine and lived in Gucheng, while her child grew up amidst bullying.
Mo Ling's death was the last straw to break that child.
When he lost all hope in his life, Dong Hongchang appeared.
Dong Hongchang gave him hope, taught him how to kill, and guided him to guess the truth.
Over the years, he will grow up in hatred, and eventually he will be blinded by hatred.
…
Today, Mo Qinghan understands Dong Hongchang's attitude towards him.
Dong Hongchang never believed him.
He, like his mother, is nothing more than a chess piece in Dong Hongchang's eyes.
Dong Hongchang's goal is Shanghai.
But Dong Hongchang wanted Lu Zongting to see that the person who destroyed his shelter was of Lu family blood.
The blood of the Lu family was left outside.
Under Dong Hongchang's teaching, he has become an executioner.
And this dehumanizing killing machine.
Will remove obstacles for Dong Hongchang at all costs.
The hatred has long been melted into his muscles and bones and has become an inseparable part of his life.
The truth was revealed, but Mo Qinghan fell into a deeper night.
On the dark and cold rainy night, Mo Qinghan returned to Gucheng.
He got out of the car, and the heavy rain was still falling.
Mo Qinghan stood in front of the house.
Barren and cold, uninhabited.
There, he had spent a long and dark childhood.
That was also his life controlled by others.
In order to take revenge, his hands were stained with blood.
Just to find a fair.
And the justice in his eyes, the hatred he lives on.
All are fake.
even…
His birth was also designed by others.
Mo Qinghan stood in the rain.
The heavy rain fell, and there was a dark and heavy night above my head.
He seemed to see a flood of blood, overwhelming the world.
Those who have died under his hands.
Their fear and despair are vividly visible.
The icy chill came to him.
But the heavy rain can't wash away the invisible blood.