Mystery makes me strong

Chapter 12 The Seed of Narration
"The gears of fate are turning again, and the girl is caught in a difficult choice."

"Do you stay behind and criticize others with peace of mind; or do you rush forward and become the object of criticism?"

"The girl has come to the gate of fate once again, and this time, no one can give her any guidance, because the only one who can guide her is her true heart."

"You girl in confusion, see your true heart, noble or humble, brave or cowardly, resolute or hesitant... All will be decided at this moment of fate."

"Remember, you have no chance of procrastination, and when you miss this choice, it will never come to you again."

Zhao Han looks weird, this bastard alien is talking nonsense to me again, narrator seed, you come out, I promise not to kill you...

Thought so, but she made a quick decision anyway.

Alien types should try to hide as much as possible, but because of hiding, they should not give up chasing evil, stop danger, and save innocent things.

If he is the kind of fly that only "buzzes" on the hero's corpse, this alien can't be activated by himself, because it is aloof and cannot tolerate the slightest humility.

It favors only the minds among human beings who have the potential to reach some sort of highest point.

After Zhao Han wanted to understand, his temperament changed, as if he had some kind of enlightenment in an instant.

"Sister Yunshuang, Sister Wu, there should be a list of suspects from the Inspectorate now. After all, they have been tracking them for a month..." She pleaded.

"Oh, of course, but it is an extremely important confidential document. If you want to see the list, you must go through Teacher Wen Rensheng to get it." Xu Yunshuang seemed to have a hint of relief on her face.

"Okay, then do you have the teacher's phone number? I want to know the information of those suspects." Zhao Han said seriously.

"Okay, I gave your teacher's phone number. At this time, the teacher should not have slept." Xu Yunshuang took out her mobile phone.

go to bed?

Zhao Han was speechless for a while, it's only 7 o'clock, is the other party still a primary school student?
When she was a child, after reading the news every day, she would be driven to sleep at 7:[-].

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In the south of Dongshui City, Wen Rensheng's villa.

He was leaning on the sofa, watching local news in the lobby, and there were some fruits and vegetables in front of the coffee table.

"According to reports from front-line reporters, sandstorms of unknown scale occurred in Shagor and other countries in the central part of the continent, and the impact was severe. Our country has taken relevant measures. I hope the citizens will pay attention and do not travel or work in the country in the near future."

"The weather is hot recently, and the extreme temperature in this city will reach 40 degrees. Please pay attention to avoid the heat, keep your mood cool, and prevent dry air from rising and excessive anger. There are many people on the Dongshui River, so please pay attention to safety."

While watching the news, Wen Rensheng received a call. After listening for a while, he nodded and said:

"Oh, hard work, I will send you a list, remember to delete it after reading it, and don't tell the third party."

Then he hung up the phone, swiped the phone screen, and opened the "Secret Key" app, but the color of his app was different from Xu Yunshuang's, it was dark purple, and the latter was blue-black.

After one operation, he got the current list of suspects and frowned when he saw the top two names.

"Liu Jian? He really is on it."

"Liu Bo, the father of Liu Jian, a freelancer, used to be the owner of the alien species. Later, he failed the qualification examination and was deprived of the alien species, causing sequelae and paralyzing both legs. The main suspect is the character, but no reliable evidence has been found."

There are some names in the back, which shows that this month, the Inspectorate has not worked hard, and they are probably only one step away from the truth.

He thought for a while and sent a text message to Zhao Han.

After a busy session, he looked up at the wall clock, it was already 7:[-], well, let's take a shower and go to bed to read.

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Zhao Han took the mobile phone and looked at the text message sent by Wen Rensheng. She remembered the other party's instructions and did not show the information to the other two.

She was still a little embarrassed, and wanted to explain a few words to Xu Yunshuang, after all, the other party took care of her so much.

"No need to explain, the teacher did this to protect us." Xu Yunshuang smiled.

Zhao Han immediately understood that whoever gets the list may become the target of the murderer behind the scenes; if the list leaks, it may become a new target of suspicion.

So she embarrassed: "Those two seniors, I'll go back first."

She didn't explain why she was going back, and neither of them asked.

"Would you like Shan Shan to send you?" Xu Yunshuang asked with concern.

Zhao Han looked at the expressionless Wu Shanshan and said with a dry smile, "Uh, it's fine, I'll just take the bus back."

"That's not safe, let's go together." Xu Yunshuang stood up, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Let's go first, I want to stay and work overtime." Wu Shanshan snorted and sat down to continue sorting out the materials.

Zhao Han looked at the already darkened sky outside and thought about the records he made during the day. There was no reason for fear, so he nodded and agreed.

The two left the club together. After going downstairs, a Mercedes-Benz was parked at the entrance of the main entrance of the building.

A woman in business attire in her thirties got out of the car and greeted her in small steps.

Zhao Han was not surprised when he remembered Xu Yunshuang's identity.

However, when she got in the car and said her current address, the woman in business attire was surprised, but didn't say much.

Xu Yunshuang smiled: "So that's the case, you and Teacher Wenren don't live too far away."

"Uh, I'm staying at my uncle's house." Zhao Han admitted.

She doesn't really want people to know her true identity, but she doesn't want to hide it from the friends she just made.

"Then your uncle should be President Zhao, right?" Xu Yunshuang continued to ask.

"Yes." Zhao Han nodded, a little embarrassed, she didn't want this friend to think she was related.

Although her uncle was kind to her, she knew very well that there was no free lunch in the sky. If you always borrowed each other's kindness, it would be ten times more difficult to repay it in the future.

Fortunately, Xu Yunshuang did not continue to ask, and changed the subject to talk about other things.

Zhao Han was a little grateful, and while responding, he looked at the side face of the other party. His face was fair and clean, without any flaws, and there was a faint pleasant smell on his body, not that kind of perfume. His long silver hair was like Two-dimensional The goddess who came out of it.

What a beautiful person, the bigger the world you see, the more outstanding people you can see.

She couldn't help looking at it for a while, and when she swept the other's slender neck, the car bumped slightly, her silver hair fluttered, and she seemed to see a slight scar.

But she didn't care. There were several running scars on her legs and knees, and there was a small pit on her forehead covered by hair, and her face was tanned. The reality is not Two-dimensional after all. A little scar is real.

The car drove fast in the afterglow of the setting sun, and when it arrived at the place, it was already dark.

Finally stopped in front of a big villa, Zhao Han got out of the car, said goodbye to the two, and the car left again.

The villa in the night, the lights have been turned on.

She walked to the courtyard door, pressed her index finger on a fingerprint lock, and a side door opened.

Zhao Han looked at the villa with a complicated expression. She originally wanted to follow the path under her feet and turn to a separate wooden house on the right.

Just after a few steps, the phone rang, she took out the phone, and a thick voice rang.

"Is Xiaohan back? It just so happened that your aunt made dinner by herself today, and came to the restaurant to eat together."

"Okay, uncle."

She hung up the phone, thought about it, rubbed her face hard, put on a smile, and walked towards the main body of the villa.

Pushing the door and walking into the villa, she turned a few steps. She came to the dining room and saw three familiar people sitting beside a long wooden dining table—a potbellied and enthusiastic uncle, a polite and somewhat cautious uncle. The young auntie, and the rebellious cousin who was playing with his mobile phone with his legs crossed.

There were also three male and female servants serving respectfully. At this time, there was an empty seat and a tableware beside the dining table.

She greeted several people one by one and said, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

The young woman got up quickly, bowed to her, and smiled humbly.

Mr. Zhao sat and nodded, but glared at his son who was playing on the phone next to him:
"Zhao Xu, I know how to play. My cousin is here, but I don't know how to get up and say hello. Don't you know the manners your mother taught you?"

"Okay, daddy, our family is a nouveau riche, learn the style of a wealthy chaebol." Zhao Xu continued to play with his mobile phone, raised his head and said impatiently, revealing an ordinary face with acne.

"Xiaohan, come and sit down," Mr. Zhao greeted, ignoring his rebellious son, and said with concern, "How is the class today in the company?"

"It's good. Everyone takes good care of me. Manager Wen Ren even took me to an internship, and he takes me seriously." Zhao Han replied with a smile.

"It's a good start. It seems that you will soon make a big improvement. Come, eat quickly, don't wait for the dishes to get cold." President Zhao reached out and served her dishes.

"Cut," Zhao Xu put down the phone when he heard the words, and said disdainfully, "Zhao Han, I admire you sometimes, but you can't even say it with a black face, but you can still boast..."

Zhao Han's face froze, but he didn't answer, just sat down, lowered his head and started to eat.

(End of this chapter)