Demon Lord 3

After waiting here for a while, I also asked Mr. Zhou Er to go back quickly. After all, if they were in contact with us for a long time, many people would discover our whereabouts and know the truth, and they would not let us hide any longer. Mr. Zhou Er also listened to us very much and decided to help us continue to hide. Lin Zhenfei also took people in batches to secretly inquire about the situation. We really don't have any way to get first-hand information now. We can only rebuild it by trial and error. So we have trained a lot of people here. In fact, if we go out, someone might recognize us. But we have all been angry with everyone we knew before. Don't expose us. We must investigate this matter thoroughly. Who is causing trouble there and polluting the atmosphere so seriously? This situation has not been going on for a day or two. For ordinary people, this situation is really terrible. If everyone who goes out to help others is hit by a fake porcelain, what will be the result? The result was that no one dared to help someone who fell, nor did they dare to save someone who jumped into the river. Everyone understood my temper, so they never brought it up again. I rested for a long time at my residence, and I began to think about traveling, but I really didn't feel like coming. After all, we have vacations. In the end, it all turned into work. We were on a mission again, solving a case. I felt like we were possessed by some evil spirit. I don't know why. Are we workaholics? We think about going on missions day and night, but we don't think about whether we can rest. If we don't rest, we will almost become crazy. How can we care about others? After thinking for a while, I didn't say anything. After all, we have been through this, so what else can we do? My father was probably a workaholic back then, but he's only just started helping us out, slowly but surely. He's not as frantic as before. That was the reason he finally rose to the top of the three giants. I give him a huge thumbs up. After all, few could have achieved that position, except for the Dark Emperor. In our minds, the Dark Emperor is just an ancient god, hardly a human. But my father claims to have actually met him. This person did exist. He was young then, so it's possible they weren't even his experiences in this lifetime. Now that he's reached this level of cultivation, he can understand his past and present lives. I haven't asked too much. I'm particularly curious about the next lives of the people we know. Can I see them? But I don't dare ask. Afterlife comes only after death, so how could someone like my father die so easily? It's not just my father. People like him, perhaps even those we know, wouldn't die easily. How could there be an afterlife? Perhaps for these high-powered cultivators, not being able to see the next life is the true nature of the next life! After thinking about it again, we were also waiting for the news they sent back, and finally we found that there was a major breakthrough. The situation over there was almost understood. The mother did have a mental illness, and she pushed the child down on purpose, but she had no motive. She had always had a good relationship with her child. What was the reason, family reasons, internal reasons or external reasons? We don’t know anything. After all, we are just inquiring now, and there is no definite information. We don’t know which words are true and which are false. After searching around, we didn’t find anything in the end, so we had to make an appointment to go out for sightseeing. In the evening, another incident called us to the police station to verify the letter. News, the child died in the hospital, it seemed that he was killed by his own mother. It was the same situation again. Why didn’t the police intervene too much when they already knew it? Because the matter of the child had not been confirmed, and the mother was mentally ill, it was just a question. But the mother seemed to have planned everything. When the police were no longer watching the hospital, there was a gap. She covered the child’s face with a pillow, and then hung the curtains to block the police’s sight. Then she took out a syringe from her hand and injected the liquid into the child’s face. Then she removed the pillow. The police wanted to call a nurse, and during this gap, the liquid was received in her arm.