"Then did he find the truth in the end?"

Kim Ping'an's words seemed to be asking Ai Liang and asking himself.

Ai Liang replied lightly: "Finished."

Kim Ping An quietly breathed a sigh of relief, his expression softened a lot.

Ai Liang looked at Kim Ping'an who subconsciously relaxed his fists and added word by word: "Afterward, he found his only blood relative from a highly rotten and mountainous pit, relying on his clothes and DNA testing."

Kim Ping An was shocked, and an incredible expression appeared on her face.

Without hearing the happy ending he longed for, he couldn't help but bit his chapped lips tightly, and the glimmer in his eyes dimmed a little.

After digesting the information in the discourse, Kim Ping'an reacted later.

He asked with fear, "The piles of corpses?"

In addition to being frightened, Kim Ping'an also searched in his mind about when such a major event occurred in the Asian Union.

In the Asian Union, except for Neihua City, the number of deaths of five or more people on the surface in other places will cause a violent sensation. Thousands of corpses piled up together. This horrifying thing only happened in ancient times.

"Yes, mountainous bodies."

Ai Liang directly used the adjective "Still the Mountain": "It happened in Neihua City seven years ago, so you should understand it."

"I heard from him that at that time, there were at least one or two thousand people just looking at the surface of the corpse pit."

"But, the news has not been reported..."

Kim Ping An didn't want to believe that such a terrifying thing would happen to the Asian Union, so he subconsciously wanted to deny Ai Liang's statement.

"What was Neihua City five years ago?" Ai Liang asked.

“…the capital of sin.”

Kim Ping An answered after pausing for two seconds.

"Do you think the Asian Union will expose the public opinion of modern mass deception?"

"……Won't."

Kim Ping'an, who had just experienced social beatings, said slowly.

You know, the disappearance cases he is investigating can be suppressed, not to mention the mass deception involving thousands of lives.

Thinking of this, Kim Ping'an felt even heavier.

How much darkness is there in this world that he doesn’t know?

"The person you are looking for may not be that exaggerated, but you must also be mentally prepared for all the victims to be no longer alive. Of course, the criminals in Qianhua Market should not be so crazy."

Ai Liang walked out of the atm machine and looked at the slightest white fish in the sky.

"So even so, do you have to continue investigating? Anyway, no one is forcing you to investigate. Aren't those people (river crabs) also keeping silent? There is no need for you to fight like this.

If you regret it now, I can return the 100,000 yuan to you."

Ai Liang turned his back to Jinping An and used words to induce him to give up the investigation.

"No need to persuade me anymore, I will investigate this matter to the end."

Kim Ping An shook his head and said, "This is not only to give justice to the victims, but also to give me my own insistence."

Since he chose to investigate and with great resistance, he had been investigating for more than a month, he naturally would not give up just because of Ai Liang's words.

"As far as you like, I promise to find a helper for you, so don't bother me again in the future, do you understand?"

Ai Liang seemed to not care about Jin Ping'an's feelings at all, and his tone was very casual.

"Can you tell me the name of the helper?" Kim Ping An asked solemnly.

After learning from Ai Liang's brief deeds of the helper, only respect was left in his heart.

No matter what the purpose of the facilitator was, since he dared to investigate the incident involving thousands of deaths, he was undoubtedly an admirable person.

"The name doesn't matter."

Ai Liang did not look back at Kim Ping'an's expression: "Just call him the 'messenger'."

After saying that, he left straight towards home.

Kim Ping'an stood there, watching Ai Liang's back gradually fade away until he disappeared from his own vision.

He just looked at Dongfang quietly for a long time.

The sun climbed up from the horizon, dyeing Kim Ping'an's face a hint of golden light.

He looked up at the rising sun in the sky, covered his face and laughed slowly.

From the beginning of the gurgling and low laughter, slowly turning to the loud laughter.

As I smiled, tears flowed down my eyes.

Kim Ping'an took out a handkerchief from his bag and wiped away his tears and snot, and walked in the opposite direction of Ai Liang.

This time the pace is strong and powerful.

…………

After Kim Ping'an and Ai Liang parted, they spent the whole day organizing information in the copy shop.

Last night, the gangsters threw all the information he summarized into the sewer.

Therefore, the most important thing is to sort out the information you have collected over the past month before meeting the messenger.

If the amount of information in a month is all accumulated in one day, it would be a terrifying thing.

There is obviously a lot of things in my mind, but due to the speed of my hand, I can only code a small part of it.

So Kim Ping An was not worried about the details at this time, so he could only pick up important information to write it out, and the rest was supplemented with commentary during the interview.

When he ran out of the copy shop in a panic and took the taxi to the city center, there was less than an hour left before the agreed meeting time.

"Can the master drive faster?"

Kim Ping'an sat in the back row, holding a file bag in his arms, glanced at his cell phone from time to time, looking very anxious.

"Young man, I've told you so many times. This is the fastest speed in the city."

The driver was very helpless when he looked at the pointer hovering around the number sixty.

If this kid hadn't had the file, he would have retorted it long ago.

Of course, if he is willing to add another thousand-yuan bill, it is not impossible to speed up.

Anyway, you can find a familiar traffic police officer to avoid tickets.

The driver felt very happy. He usually heard that other colleagues met rich people, but it was finally his turn today.

The driver glanced through the rearview mirror and glanced at the anxious Kim Ping An, and couldn't help but recall the chic posture of raising his hand when he got in the car.

Thinking of this, the driver's impatient heart, which was originally urged, softened again.

It's a meal.

"Young man, we have to abide by traffic rules. Speeding in the city is very dangerous. If you are caught by the traffic police, you will be deducted points and fined."

While maintaining the speed at around 58, the driver chatted with Kim Ping'an.

But his tone of the last word fine was a lot worse.

"I'll pay the fine for you!"

Kim Ping An was worried that being late and losing his appointment would leave a bad impression on the messenger senior, so he took out a few brand new hundred-dollar bills from his bag and took them on the armrest box.

Smelling the ink fragrance emitted by the banknotes, the driver was instantly excited.

"Ahem, seeing you are so anxious, there must be something important! Don't worry, I am the most helpful person... I am a person. Even if I am fine and deduct points today, I will send it to you in advance!"

The driver looked ahead with one hand holding the steering wheel. With his instinct, he wiped a stack of money into his arms.

The speed of the car, which was originally hovering around sixty, began to increase.

Ten minutes later.

Jin Ping'an hurriedly got out of the car with a file bag.

The driver turned off the car, lit a cigarette leisurely, and then dialed a number.

"Hey, Brother Wang, will I treat you tonight if I have time? I'll treat you to a drink...Hi, no, I just haven't seen you for a long time and want to talk to you... Well, that's all, I'll make it. I won't bother you with work for now."

After a cigarette passed, the driver took out the fare given by Jin Ping'an and counted happily.
Chapter completed!