"Who are you calling an old aunt?!"
Han Shan was still confused when Wan Xiaolou lost his temper.
"Huh? You're not even denying the romance thing first? People at the foundation really are idiots!"
Han Bingjie turned around.
His skin had become extremely pale, his eyes filled with unconcealable malice.
"Are you... human or deceit?"
Wan Xiaolou was shocked, then shivered all over, "No... you were that employee from the courier company!"
Back then, the sudden disappearance of Anywhere Express Company was always a major investigation subject for the foundation.
Zhong Shenxiu couldn't be bothered to tell the other party that he had already devoured that great deceit and even took over a Deceit City in the process.
"Your condition... it's the company's transplant deceit technique, right?"
Wan Xiaolou, having undergone special training, quickly guessed the truth.
"Shouldn't your foundation send an elite squad with at least one Deceit Master to handle deceits? Why send just a regular person?"
Han Bingjie was about to continue asking when his expression suddenly changed, "It's coming again."
Thud, thud!
Thud, thud!
From all around, there was the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground and rolling.
Han Bingjie's face changed, "This deceit is not quite right..."
A normal deceit, once dispersed, shouldn't return for a long while, should it?
"Recently, there are many cases of deceits mutating, which have already caused heavy casualties in the foundation..."
Wan Xiaolou also spat out grim news with a pale face, "I suspect this human head ghost has mutated as well..."
"Hmm, since that's the case..."
Han Bingjie quickly took off his coat and helped Han Shan up, "What are you waiting for? Run!"
Humans can't compete with deceits, even if they possess the abilities of a deceit.
And he, even though he used it sparingly, felt that he was approaching a critical point; if he wore the Deceit Skin again, he might truly turn into a deceit.
The three of them sprinted forward frantically, gasping for air, sweats drenching their backs.
Time was lost to them.
"Huff, huff... Where are we?"
"Why? We haven't run out of the garden yet?"
Han Shan looked around, his teeth gradually chattering.
"That deceit has altered our sense of direction, commonly known as ghost hitting the wall, it wants to play with us until the end."
Han Bingjie spat fiercely, "Damn, are deceits this powerful nowadays? We're definitely doomed..."
Han Shan looked at his father, feeling this guy looked cool for no more than three seconds...
...
Night ended and dawn broke.
"Xiaolou, are you okay?"
Wen Wanqing lingered outside the garden, seeing the three of them walk out disheveled, she hurried over to carefully check Wan Xiaolou's condition.
"I'm fine..." Wan Xiaolou let out a smile uglier than crying, "Just cursed, that's all..."
Last night, relying on their collective wits, they had managed not to be killed by that deceit.
Of course, the biggest factor was that although the deceit had become more terrifying, its killing pattern hadn't changed much; it still mainly tormented its victims slowly.
That meant, starting today, Han Bingjie and Wan Xiaolou would also continually have that nightmare, being tortured into insanity and then dying...
Not only that, but the camera was also lost...
"Our division has suffered heavy losses, I must report to the headquarters and request support!"
Wen Wanqing no longer cared to blame her colleague for acting rashly, speaking gravely, "Although that curse has been placed on you, as long as it's expelled or sealed, you won't die, you definitely won't die."
"I'll try my best..."
Wan Xiaolou replied with a sorrowful face.
…
Han Bingjie returned home, silent, and began rummaging through his belongings to find a box.
Yue Qin quietly watched her husband open the box, which contained a business card with only a string of numbers on it.
"I've come to understand that in this world if you rely on mountains, they collapse, if you rely on water, it dries up, and you can't even rely on yourself, but Brother Gui, I can definitely rely on you!"
Han Bingjie muttered to himself, his fingers trembling as he began to make a call.
After a long and agonizing wait, the call connected, and a voice identical to the earlier one came over the line, "Hello?"
"Brother Gui, it's Xiao Han!"
Han Bingjie tried to keep his voice steady, "Where are you? Do you have time to meet?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end before he replied, "I'm in City G."
"That's great..."
Before Han Bingjie could say anything else, Yue Qin had already tightly hugged their son, tearing up.
…
An hour later.
Han Shan couldn't understand why his parents were so solemnly waiting downstairs for a big shot.
They had agreed to meet downstairs and had been waiting respectfully there for nearly half an hour!
Boom!
The sound of an engine roared, and a red car drove in.
It wasn't a luxury car, nor a sports car… but… a taxi?
The car door clanged open, and a scruffy taxi driver stepped out, dressed in a sweatshirt and even wearing plastic flip-flops.
"Brother Gui, you ended up being a taxi driver after all."
Han Bingjie smiled, "It's been so many years since we last saw each other, and you still look so young..."
Indeed, although Zhong Shenxiu's face was stubbled and his hair was unkempt, he looked very young; he was from a different generation than Han Bingjie and the others.
Zhong Shenxiu leaned against the car, pulling out a cigarette, "No choice... the company went bankrupt, I was laid off, had to return to my old job as a taxi driver..."
Han Bingjie quickly took a step forward to help light the cigarette, smiling as he pointed at Han Shan, "This is my son, Xiao Shan, he recently got involved with those dirty things. Please, Brother Gui, do us a favor and save him. Don't worry, I know the rules, my life savings are all in that building, I'll sell it right away and transfer the money to you..."
Zhong Shenxiu blew a smoke ring, nonchalantly pointing at the entire building, "This building, I developed it—Song Zhong, my underling..."
'How many billions is that?'
Han Shan was stunned, silently thinking: 'So this is the real big shot…'
"Mr. Gui!"
At that moment, Wan Xiaolou and Wen Wanqing also hurried over from the side, bowing deeply, "Long time no see!"
They didn't know much, just that this man was extremely powerful, very powerful.
Just because they had a brief acquaintance with this man, the foundation had always taken good care of them, which was evident.
And after last night, Han Bingjie's family had already become a key surveillance target.
Everything happening here did not escape their eyes.
Seeing Zhong Shenxiu appear, they hurried over to meet him.
"Oh? Those two little girls from back then, they've grown up so much? Have boyfriends? Got married? How old are the kids?"
Wan Xiaolou clutched her chest, "Big shot, that hurts, let's not talk about that, we're still friends!"
"Hahaha..."
Zhong Shenxiu laughed heartily, pointing at their earpieces, "Tell the people behind you, yeah, those judges from the foundation, I want to make a trip to the foundation's headquarters!"
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