sister in love with me

() The lighthouse was built in 2000. At that time, the Zhonghai Municipal Government intended to make this lighthouse a landmark of Zhonghai Development Zone, and it could even be further upgraded to a landmark building of Zhonghai City. However, Wang An did not have this interest and rejected some proposals from Zhonghai City. Requirements for supporting transformation.high speed

The top of the lighthouse is designed as a helipad, and there is a private restaurant underneath. Although the control of China Shipping Aviation is very strict, but the helicopter flies from the litchi garden to the lighthouse, so close to the low-altitude flight, presumably the Civil Aviation Administration does not have such care.

Now the lighthouse is not in use at all, and the elevator is out of service, but there is still some maintenance every once in a while. After Wang An entered the lighthouse, he successfully activated the backup power system, and then turned on the exhaust equipment in front of the underground passage.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Wang An put on a mask and walked into the underground passage after some of the turbid air in the underground passage was released.

Adequate lighting and strict construction requirements, without the sound of dripping water in the underground passage, without the gloomy atmosphere created by moss, water stains, etc., went all the way to the underground of the litchi garden, Wang An stood in the basement of the small building In front of the door, the exhaust equipment was opened again.

Tang Ming's death is definitely dead. The process of winter is relatively slow, so Wang An has been waiting for more than half a year to confirm that he has only bones left before coming here. The body with only bones is far from half-rotted. so disgusting.

After the control panel showed that the air quality was consistent with that of the outside, Wang An entered the password, opened the door of the basement, and walked in.

There is still a strange smell in the air, perhaps because of psychological reasons, Wang An is carrying a schoolbag, carrying a folding stool, the other is in his pocket, a gust of wind flows from the basement into the underground passage, Wang An looks back , waved it, maybe Tang Ming's trapped resentful soul left.

Smiling, Wang An turned his head and looked at the basement. It seemed that his estimate was a bit wrong. A corpse would turn into bones in more than three months in the open air. He originally thought that it would take half a year in such a closed environment. , but now Tang Ming just turned into a mummy.

There are many things unclear about the corpse, why Tang Ming became a mummy Wang An learned from Wang An that he is not a forensic expert, and this is not an important detail, Wang An did not care.

"Killing brother, the so-called good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil. Although I, Wang An, am a businessman, I have done a lot of good things for the country and the people. Although I started from self-interest, I developed along with the economic environment. Provided many jobs and contributed to the growth of gdp. Many people bought houses, cars, and married wives with my salary. What's more, I also destroyed the industrial layout of Japanese consortiums in China. Japanese people regard me as As an enemy, how can you help the tyrant? I am a good person." Wang An sighed, and then took off his schoolbag.

"Go all the way." Wang An took out a small glass of white wine from his schoolbag, spilled it on the ground, and patted Tang Ming's body.

Wang An looked around the room. Tang Ming probably wasn't really starved to death. Perhaps after confirming that he couldn't escape, he finally calmed down and finally chose to commit suicide. This can be judged from the belt hanging on the ceiling.

As for the specific details of suicide, Wang An also deduced from accurate restoration. Tang Ming is good at killing people, so he must be very good at suicide. Of course, this kind of thing can only be done once, so I don’t know if he is good at it. In short, he successfully committed suicide , did not eat myself.

Wang An simply worshiped

Take a look at Tang Ming, and then look at the words on the wall, no one wants to die silently, people are afraid of death, sometimes they just fear that everything in this world will be forgotten, wiped out, and there is no feeling of existence anymore, so many Everyone wants to leave unforgettable deeds in this world, and some of them have become great men and heroes because of this.

As he expected, Tang Ming left his last words.

"Wang An, who killed me!"

There were five large characters left on the wall. The wall was made of sound-absorbing materials, and the surface was not very hard. It was very easy to leave the handwriting. Looking at the thickness of the strokes and how deep they penetrated into the wall, Wang An guessed that Tang Ming used a belt thimble to draw them. of.

"You obviously committed suicide, and I was killed by you." Wang An said to Tang Ming's body, and then slowly opened the folding stool.

Before Tang Ming died, there was a lot of unwillingness and resentment in his heart. When there is no need to suppress people's emotions, they will always be vented through various actions, tone and eyes. Tang Ming wrote his last words with such a mood, his handwriting can be Reflected.

Tang Ming is 1.7 meters tall. Wang An has considered that if he is carrying writing, then Wang An needs a [-]cm folding stool to be able to read his writing. He must be bored and resentful, which will make him use a lot of force when writing, lifting the writing or writing at the height of his chest, which posture is convenient for force and suitable for venting his emotions?

There is no doubt that the writing is on the chest or directly in front of the line of sight, so Wang An chose a [-]cm folding stool.

Taking out a steel rod about the thickness of a belt thimble from his schoolbag, Wang An began to scratch Tang Ming's last words.

After making the handwriting left by Tang Ming completely unreadable, Wang An moved the folding stool to the opposite side of the wall and rewrote a line.

"Who will be next?"

After Wang An finished all this, he packed his things, folded the folding stool, and left the basement.

At the darkest moment before dawn, Wang An returned to the ground, and white waves could be seen slapping the rocks under his feet on the gloomy sea.

The big rag doll still sat quietly on the rock and looked into the distance. The vertical and smooth hair fluttered in the sea breeze, sweeping over Wang An's cheeks, feeling a little gentle.

"Today's sun is so bright and beautiful..." Wang An wrote a note, put it in the big doll's pocket, and left.

After walking around the road in front of the Lychee Garden for about an hour, Wang An waited for a taxi. At this time, the taxi driver had no doubts and took Wang An home directly.

After taking off his clothes and lying on the bed, Wang An closed his eyes, waiting for Wang Xiaomo to wake him up later.

The concubine woke up. She was sitting in her room, watching the rising sun from a distance, and hurriedly ran out to the nanny, "Auntie, can I go to the beach now?"

"Of course, but what are you doing, miss?"

The nanny drove the battery car and sent the concubine to the beach. The concubine looked around anxiously, but she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she didn't see Wang An. She walked up to the big doll and looked down to find the note stuffed in the doll's pocket.

The concubine Wang laughed, hugging the big doll, looking at the beautiful sun in front of her, as if she was just watching the sunrise with Wang An.

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