A person is not considered alive if his physiological functions are still functioning normally. When he is remembered by many people and will not be forgotten, his will has never died.
When Ren Xiaosu found out that he could not summon Jiang Xu with the Temple of Valor, he knew it was irreversible.
But he has no regrets, maybe Jiang Xu is not willing to continue living as a heroic spirit.
Because, at that time, Jiang Xu became Ren Xiaosu's vassal alone. How could a clean person like Jiang Xu accept such a result
At a certain moment, after Ren Xiaosu finished speaking, Luo Lan even felt that Jiang Xu's golden figure would slowly emerge.
Fortunately, Jiang Xu did not show up, so Ren Xiaosu reproduced the matter of the Hall of Valor, and Luo Lan didn't know about it...
At this time, Ren Xiaosu sighed and looked at Yang Xiaojin: "Does your shoulder hurt?"
"It hurts," Yang Xiaojin said directly, "but I can bear it, and I can fight."
"Okay, let's go to Hope Media first," Ren Xiaosu said, and he looked at Luo Lan: "What do you say, should you stay in Los Angeles or leave?"
"Of course we stayed. There must be an explanation for Mr. Jiang Xu's death," Luo Lan said with narrowed eyes, "Leave that killer in your hands to us, and I'll interrogate him."
"No need," Ren Xiaosu picked up the other party's neck bone, and easily broke it at the place where Jiang Xu died: "They all have a kind of worm in their hearts, and they cannot be interrogated. I brought him here to make him a sacrifice." Goods."
Zhou Qi looked at Ren Xiaosu's calm face, and suddenly a chill came from behind him.
People use things like pig's head and apples to pay homage to their relatives and friends, but Ren Xiaosu used his real life.
Suddenly, a window on the fifth floor of a residential building opposite the intersection was pulled open, and a child shouted: "Patron saint, please avenge Mr. Jiang Xu!"
Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment and looked at the child. He was only eight or nine years old, but his eyes were red and his face was sincere.
The adults in that family hastily covered the child's mouth and dragged the child into the house, for fear that the child would offend someone he shouldn't.
What is happening in Los Angeles today is no longer something that ordinary people can participate in.
The adults wanted to apologize to Ren Xiaosu in a panic, although they didn't know why, they always felt afraid that their children would offend Ren Xiaosu.
However, Ren Xiaosu suddenly said, "You are so young, do you know who Jiang Xu is?"
The child broke free from the pull of his parents, leaned on the edge of the window and shouted: "I know, Grandpa Jiang Xu used to be an investigative reporter, and now he is the editor-in-chief of Hope Media. When adults eat and drink, they always say that only Jiang Xu Grandpa Xu dared to tell the truth."
Ren Xiaosu laughed: "Do you worship him?"
"Worship, I want to be an investigative reporter when I grow up!" the child yelled.
Ren Xiaosu nodded and said: "Remember your dream. If you still want to be an investigative reporter when you grow up, but you are worried that someone will threaten your personal safety, then you can come to Northwest to find me. My name is Ren Xiaosu."
After speaking, Ren Xiaosu led Yang Xiaojin and the others towards Hope Media.
The streets were still empty, only rain-soaked flowers and bloody corpses remained.
However, Ren Xiaosu's mood suddenly brightened a little bit.
Did you see that after you died, when the killer attacked, none of those people who kept saying they hated the murderer dared to stand up and avenge you.
This is the real world we live in.
But all of this is not important, what is important is your beam of light, there is always some left behind.
Just like inheritance and reincarnation, time will give us the answer.
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Hope Media's building is dilapidated, and it looks even more depressed in the rain.
Ren Xiaosu walked in from the gate, and the reporters and editors in the building stood up and looked over silently.
He looked around at these hurried and sad people, everyone's eyes were red, and he didn't know how long they had been crying.
However, even after Jiang Xu left, they still stuck to this post. Jiang Xu left four letters in total, one to Ren Xiaosu and one to all colleagues.
Jiang Xu didn't say any tragic words in his heart, but just told them to work hard, and don't let the truth go unrecorded because of messy things.
Also remember that the Clivia on the window sill of his office must be watered, so as not to let it wither and suffer such an innocent disaster.
In addition, he also congratulated a female reporter on her upcoming marriage in advance, but it was a pity that she was unable to attend the wedding in person.
The letter was very trivial, like an old man holding a cup of hot tea by the fire and greeting the younger generation cordially.
When Zhang Chentong read the letter in the building, everyone cried into tears.
Now, they have also learned what Ren Xiaosu did when he came to Los Angeles, and they are deeply grateful to Ren Xiaosu for being able to stand up for Hope Media and Jiang Xu again at this time.
And Ren Xiaosu watched everything in Hope Media silently, until he looked at the wall full of names, then walked forward, and carefully carved two words on it with a black knife: Jiang Xu.
Weeping began to sound in the building, and Ren Xiaosu silently walked upstairs to Jiang Xu's office.
In front of the office, Zhang Chentong stuffed a letter into Ren Xiaosu's hands: "This is from the editor-in-chief before he leaves."
"Thank you," Ren Xiaosu nodded and entered Jiang Xu's office. The pot of Clivia on the window sill seemed to have been wiped clean just now.
Ren Xiaosu took a deep breath, opened the envelope, and stood by the window to silently read the contents of the letter.
It turned out that Jiang Xu really had a premonition of his own death in advance.
Seeing those words that were clearly saying goodbye, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt great sadness in his heart.
Before that, he didn't cry when he heard Jiang Xu's bad news.
He didn't cry despite the wind and rain on the way here.
He didn't cry when he failed to summon Jiang Xu in the long street of Los Angeles.
But at this moment, when he looked at those words that seemed like gossip, tears suddenly fell.
He once told Yan Liuyuan not to cry, the world doesn't believe in tears, but now, he couldn't restrain his sadness.
Ren Xiaosu put the letter paper in his hand into the palace, and placed it in the most conspicuous position of the palace display grid, to tell himself that Jiang Xu hoped that he could be another beam of light in this world before he died.
He turned around and walked outside, asking Luo Lan as he walked, "How many people are there in the Qing family in Luo City?"
Luo Lan replied calmly: "Seventy-one people are available at any time."
In fact, asking this is very taboo, but Luo Lan is very happy, because Ren Xiaosu said that it means that the other party trusts the Qing family.
Ren Xiaosu said: "Let the people of the Qing family fetch the surveillance video of the whole city for nearly a month, and then help me send it to the northwest and hand it over to Wang Yun."
"It's a bit difficult. These seventy-one people don't have many weapons. Before that, the Qing family didn't focus on Los Angeles," Luo Lan said in a down-to-earth manner.
He doesn't have to have a swollen face to make himself fat. If he wants to get the monitoring of the whole city, he has to take over many places, and this is Qinghe's territory.
Ren Xiaosu didn't speak, but walked out of the Hope Media building straight away.
At this moment, Luo Lan was stunned. She saw the maidservant, Wang Yuchi and others standing outside the door. Ren Xiaosu said to Zhou Yingxue, "People from the Qing family are looking for you to report, and you can take them to take over Luocheng. Can you do it?"
Wang Yuchi laughed: "Brother Xiaosu, don't worry, even if there is no sister Yingxue, the eight of us are fine."
Saying that, the eight students all showed the outer armor, and the eight outer armor looked abnormally fortified. It seemed that they refined and improved the structure of the outer armor during their school days.
Earlier, Ren Xiaosu had left a lot of nano-robots for them, and Luo Lan later sent another batch. When Ren Xiaosu and Wang Fugui were working hard for that "home", these students were not idle.
Today, they have also grown up.
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Goodnight everybody