genius psychologist

Chapter 228 [Who are you guys? 】

Bangkok, Thailand.

Insects chirping at night, Sun Yuan stood under the shower head.

Water droplets slowly dripped to the ground from the chest full of powerful lines and arcs, and he looked at himself in the mirror in the distance.

Countless images flashed through my mind.

When he was in Baishuishan, Dong Ergou found himself and said frankly that the time was right, and he wanted to pull him to do it together.

Then on the road outside Luoyang Prison, everyone braved the hail of bullets and finally rescued the magician.

In the end, everyone received a text message and was tricked into going to Con Lun Island in Vietnam.

Everything seems to be just yesterday.

Tick ​​tock.

He picked up the bath towel and wrapped it around his scarred body, shaking the water stains from his hair.

The whirring sound of the hair dryer.

Click.

Coming out of the bathroom, Li Laosan was stubbing out the third cigarette butt in the living room, and the two looked at each other.

Li Laosan narrowed his eyes and picked up the mobile phone on the table, then threw it towards the other party and said, "They said, take a gamble!"

Sun Yuan picked up the phone swiftly, glanced at the contents of the text message, his pupils suddenly enlarged, and then his eyes became more and more complicated. This decision was extremely risky.

It is possible to plunge the current situation into the abyss, and it is also possible to reverse most of the disadvantages.

Sun Yuan suppressed his voice and said, "There is no other choice!"

Life is a gamble, every choice will determine all future directions.

But even so, there are still countless people who are going forward desperately.

……

in prison.

With a click, the prison door was opened.

"(Visiting Prisoners)"

The prison guard yelled at the people inside and led them out.

Everyone watched the figure come out of the cell, and this person was Zhong Rui, a Singaporean man with strange tattoos all over his body.

Those naked eyesights were undisguised.

Indifference, suspicion, hostility.

Zhong Rui walked on the road expressionlessly, he already knew who was coming, it must be the guy from last time.

The words of the prison emperor came to his ears.

"I trust you. (I trust you!)"

No matter from which point of view, I should stand on Peter Daniel's side, and only in this way can I ensure that I can survive.

He had already conceived in his mind, so he followed the old guy's plan.

Play a play together.

Just pretend that the assassination operation went smoothly, and I have already won the favor of the target person, so...

Suddenly that moment.

Zhong Rui's footsteps stepped into the room where the prisoners were visited, and the box that caught his eyes suddenly made his heart tense.

All the prepared lines and words disappeared completely.

His pupils widened and he choked his breath, his face was full of disbelief, and even his steps froze there.

Standing behind the old guy was a man in a suit and dress, with a stern and cold face, holding a reddish-brown sandalwood box in his hand.

The box turned out to be exactly the same as the one in his hand.

It was like a lightning strike.

His heart suddenly set off a turbulent sea, and his breathing became short of breath.

Li Laosan's eyes were extremely deep, as if he was trying to figure out a thing or two from the other person's expression, even if he was not a professional in this field, he could still guess a lot.

Of course, the premise is that the person you are facing has not received deceptive body movement training.

At least in the current situation, what they have done has worked.

The other party didn't seem to know their identities at all, so when they saw the box, they showed strangely complicated emotions.

Cao Yongjie, a rich Chinese businessman played by Li Laosan, pushed the glasses frame, wrinkled his forehead vigorously, forming a "Chuan" character. , take out a photo.

That was the reprint of the group photo of 18 people left by Su Qing's father.

Zhong Rui seemed to have seen a ghost.

Holding his breath, he sat down with extremely complicated emotions, and glanced at the people in the photo.

Finally seeing that figure, the familiar face made his throat choke slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

Li Laosan lightly made a silent movement.

"Is there anyone you know in here?"

Zhong Rui's eyes were fixed on the photo, his chest was heaving and unsteady, he was an orphan, an orphan who was living on the garbage dump, and he didn't know when he would starve to death.

However, just over ten years ago, a person suddenly appeared.

He will never forget that scene, the other party picked himself up from the garbage dump, and he was horrified to find that the man had only one arm.

In the days that followed, the other party taught himself how to protect himself.

How can I get money to fill my stomach.

It can be said that since that day, I have truly lived in the world, not an orphan abandoned by the world.

The other party taught him the rules of survival, the principles of life, and the ability to fight with others.

However, when I was seventeen or eighteen years old, everything suddenly ended.

A group of men in black who didn't know where came from rushed into the house in the storm, and he was about to witness a scene like hell.

The man whom he regarded as his "foster father" died under the guns of those people right in front of his eyes.

Blood flowed all over the floor.

Despair and fear filled his body.

At that time, I hid in an inconspicuous corner, my legs were shaking with fright, and I didn't dare to move at all.

The group of men in black were very professional, they attacked extremely fiercely, and they chose to leave after repeatedly confirming whether the target person was dead.

Zhong Rui will never forget the grief he felt that day, he howled his lungs in pain, and vowed to find the murderer and take revenge.

After that, he found the reddish-brown sandalwood box, but found it was empty.

He really couldn't understand why an empty box should be carried with him.

And the "adoptive father" is very nervous and concerned on weekdays, as if this box is something important.

Finally, Huang Tian paid off, he did not give up, and found a sandwich in the box. It turns out that the underground layer of the sandwich is what the other party has always cherished.

It was a diary.

On the first page of the diary, there is a string of account passwords, which later proved to be the account passwords of the dark web.

After reading the diary, Zhong Rui finally knew the identity of his "adoptive father". It turned out that the other party was a killer trained by an organization, and his identity was extremely confidential, even his name was not revealed.

All names and identities are forged, travel tasks are disguised, and the only identifiable signs are tattoos on the body.

In the diary, it was revealed that the entire organization was obliterated by the forces behind it, everyone died and everyone was fleeing.

And as if death were the only outcome.

In addition, the diary also records that the organization has another killer, who is said to be hiding in the prison.

In this way, Zhong Rui resolutely embarked on a new journey. After many years, he became a professional prison killer. With this tattoo and the box, it was circulated in prisons all over the world.

Trying to find out who identified the tattoo, or maybe that box.

In the blink of an eye, eight or nine years have passed.

But still nothing!
This was the first time he had seen someone come out holding that reddish-brown box, so he must have discovered his identity.

Zhong Rui's heart fluctuated, he suppressed his emotions very carefully, and asked with a trembling voice.

"You... who are you?"

　The Great Wall Broadband is very rubbish. There has been no internet for four days. It is very bad. It is useless to blow up the complaints.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)