The skinny man sitting in the passenger seat sneered, "That guy caused us so much misery, Jato, do you still want to cooperate with him? If I find him..."

"Lena, what are you looking for?"

Jato ignored the skinny man in the co-pilot, but looked at Lena, the woman in a red dress who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned on the automatic driving, and was looking around at the surrounding streets.

"I'm thinking,"

Lena withdrew her gaze, lit a cigarette and held it in her mouth, and said slowly, "Is the person behind this scheme somewhere on this street, quietly watching us, watching us fall into

In the web he weaved, he watched us struggle desperately, but the web became tighter and tighter."

Upon hearing these words, the skinny man who was still snorting suddenly stopped snorting like an alarm bell that had been cut off.

The burly man in the back row had tense muscles and subconsciously glanced at the surrounding streets. There were people coming and going on the sidewalk, and everyone looked ordinary.

"this,"

Jato glanced around, the lenses of his glasses reflecting the bustling streets around him, "It sounds a little chilling."

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Inside the restaurant

The last car in the motorcade outside the window drove slowly along the edge of the street. He Ao, who was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, put down the clean hamburger paper in his hand, shook the coke that had been consumed next to him, and listened to the thump inside.

The sound of thumping ice cubes.

Then he opened the lid of the Coke and looked inside with wide eyes. He saw the remaining Coke liquid that had not been sucked up by the straw and the ice cubes that had not melted completely.

Then he shook the cup again, tilted his head, and poured the ice cubes still stuck with Coke liquid into his mouth.

As the cold breath entered his mouth, his body wrapped in the down jacket trembled slightly, and then he chewed all the ice cubes.

When everything was over, he stretched, stood up, walked to the door of the restaurant, and pushed open the glass door of the restaurant.

The heating in the restaurant was very strong, and almost as soon as he opened the door, a cold wind came from outside and got into his collar.

He reached out and pulled the zipper of his down jacket up a little, and then walked out onto the street.

There are only a few scattered snowflakes in the sky, and there are gradually fewer pedestrians on the road.

He looked back at the floor-to-ceiling window of the restaurant. This floor-to-ceiling window was a single-transparent type. From the inside, you could see the outside, but from the outside, you could hardly see inside.

Then he raised his head and glanced at the direction in which the convoy disappeared.

This road is the only way to get back to the FBI from Kate's villa.

Those off-road vehicles were mixed into the FBI's convoy, which meant that the Security Federation was finally rescued by the FBI, and now they have completely turned against the Eternal Secret Cult.

He Ao turned around, rubbed his cold fingers, and slowly moved forward. He walked through the street in front of him and turned into a small street. A heavy off-road vehicle stopped in front of him.

He opened the door and got into the SUV.

Then he opened the bracelet and glanced at the address that Willie just sent him.

[Old Jack Funeral Home]

Before eating, he asked Willie where there was a trustworthy funeral parlor in Winter City. Afterwards, Willie sent him the address and told him to go there now.

The location of this funeral parlor is at the junction of Storm District and Akka District, and Eve quickly synchronized the address to the autopilot navigation.

The off-road vehicle drove through the bustling and clean streets, passed through the Novit District, which was still rumbling with noise, and then continued along the somewhat shabby roads in the Akko District.

At about nine or ten o'clock in the evening, He Ao arrived at the Old Jacko Funeral Home.

This funeral parlor is hidden in a remote alley. It has a small facade. Most of the shop's neon signs are extinguished and are somewhat rusty.

But this shop is easy to find because there are no other shops in the alley.

The door of the store is a glass door. Some colorful decorative posters are pasted on the door. Most of the posters have faded and turned white.

He Ao slowly opened the door, and the first thing he saw was a simply decorated hall.

An old man with white beard and hair, wearing a black cotton jacket and cotton trousers, and well-groomed, was lying on a wooden bamboo chair in the corner of the hall and taking a nap.

A scorching electric stove glowed warmly next to him, and a shiny electric kettle was placed on the stove, with steam rising from it.

Not far from the old man stood an old small sofa. There was a small TV hanging on the wall opposite the sofa. Something that seemed to be a video tape was being played repeatedly on the TV, but the TV seemed to be muted.

The whole space was unusually quiet.

As if he heard He Ao's footsteps, the old man slowly opened his eyes and sat up from the bamboo chair. He looked at He Ao and said, "Is it Ilo? Little Weili introduced you here?"

"Yes."

He Ao nodded slightly.

"My name is Jacko, you can call me Old Jacko. Is there anyone in your family who needs 'services'?"

Old Jieke glanced at He Ao's thin figure and pale cheeks, stood up slowly, lifted the electric kettle on the stove, and then picked up a white teacup next to him, "Want a cup of milk tea? Go cold?"

He was holding an electric kettle in one hand and a teacup in the other. The electric kettle was close to the teacup, and warm milk tea flowed out of the slender spout and fell into the teacup.

When the milk tea in the tea cup was filled, the old man also walked up to He Ao and handed the tea cup to He Ao.

"Thanks."

He Ao stretched out his hand, took the cup of hot milk tea, and held it in his hand.

"Do you need a hearse?"

Old Jieco stood at the door and glanced at the off-road vehicle outside the glass door, "Or have you already brought someone here?"

"I brought it."

He Ao put the milk tea on the table in front of the door, opened the door and walked out.

He quickly climbed up to the roof of the car and untied the wires that bound the cabinet. At this time, Old Jieco also put the electric kettle next to the tea cup, then walked out of the door, and quickly helped He Ao untie the wires below.

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The two quickly took down the standing cabinet.

"Thanks."

He Ao carried the cabinet and dragged it into the funeral parlor hall.

"Can you reveal it?"

Old Jacko glanced at the curtain covering the standing cabinet and asked softly.

"Can."

He Ao nodded, and after a brief pause, he stretched out his hand and opened the curtain.

The translucent cabinet and the young man standing in the cabinet appeared in the old man's field of vision.

Old Jieco looked at the traces of 'special treatment' on the young man's body. After a brief pause, he sighed, "Very handsome young man, this is yours...?"

"elder brother."

He Ao answered.

Old Jieke glanced at He Ao and did not continue to ask. Instead, he raised his bracelet and controlled a small, somewhat rusty machine to tow the truck over. The tow truck's mechanical arm clamped the standing cabinet and placed the standing cabinet on the trailer.

He turned to look at He Ao, "The tractor will take him to the cremation ground behind. It will take more than an hour for cremation and bone breaking. I don't have to queue up here. Do you want to wait? Or leave your contact information and wait until everything is done tomorrow morning.

Okay, I’ll contact you?”

"I'll just wait."

He Ao raised his head and glanced at the young man in the cupboard, then lowered his head, picked up the steaming milk tea cup next to him, and stared at the tea leaves stirring in the milk tea.

"Then sit inside?"

The old man glanced at his palms that were half covered by his sleeves, and while steering the tractor toward the rear, he led He Ao toward the inside of the hall.

He Ao paused and followed.

The old man picked up the electric kettle, guided He Ao to sit on the sofa, then took out a new tea cup and poured himself a cup of milk tea.

He took a sip of milk tea and then sat on the bamboo chair.

The electric stove emits warm light, which melts the ice crystals on He Ao's body that have not yet completely melted away.

He Ao took a sip of milk tea and looked up at the TV on the opposite wall.

A grand scene was being broadcast on TV, and cheering crowds surrounded a middle-aged man as he walked towards the podium.

"Is this news?"

He Ao asked with some confusion.

"It's news,"

Old Jacko glanced at the TV, raised his wristband, and turned on the TV. Loud cheers instantly filled the somewhat cold hall, "It's just news from more than 20 years ago,"

He took another sip of milk tea and stared at the scene on the TV, "News from the time when United Industries was first established."

He Ao looked at the crowd on TV. Most of them were simply dressed and their bright eyes were staring at the camera, with some kind of expectation for the future flashing in their eyes.

"Your generation may not know much about the history of that time,"

Old Jieke was holding milk tea and seemed to be caught up in some distant memories, "At that time, we all thought that the establishment of United Industries could save this city."
Chapter completed!