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Teng picked it up by mistake, but didn't speak immediately.

"Hello," said the person opposite, "Hello."

The current was not so stable, and the sound that came into the ear was a little distorted. Coupled with the content at the beginning, Teng Cuo immediately knew that the opposite party was not a policeman.The door of the house was closed, and Teng Cuo stood with his back against the door frame. With his hand that was not holding the phone, he took a short piece of bamboo from the mat pattern wall, with a sharp spike at one end, which could be used as a weapon in close combat.

The man on the other side of the phone said again: "Hello."

His voice is soft and hoarse, and seems a little weak. He seems to like a slow speech rate, which is so deep that people dare not judge his age or mood.

Teng Cuo was in a daze for a moment, thinking for no reason that he had heard this voice before, as if this was not their first conversation.He was silent for a few seconds, and the person over there spoke first again.

The man said, "Teng is wrong."

Then he chuckled lightly, without joy in it, as if it was just trying to moderate the atmosphere.

"I know your name, we exchange courtesy," he said, "My name is Yesheng."

Teng Cuo frowned slightly as the name did not appear in his memory.But he maintained his calm tone, imitating Yesheng's tone before, and said, "Hello, Yesheng."

"You are so indifferent." Ye Sheng smiled again and asked, "Don't you remember me?"

"It's hard to say," Teng Cuo didn't understand why he asked, and said with half-closed eyes, "It depends on whether I want to remember you or not."

Yesheng sighed "Ah" and said, "Give me a little time, and you will remember me."

He coughed lightly, as if ready to speak for a long time.He said: "We met, ten years ago. At that time, you wanted to die very much, and I advised you to live. At that time, you didn't seem to listen to my words. I thought you would not survive."

Something emerged from the depths of memory, Teng Cuo pressed his tongue against his upper lip, and subconsciously groped his fingertips.

He used to use it with blood on it, repeatedly describing five words in a desperate place.

"Maybe you really don't remember me." Teng Wrong didn't answer, so Yesheng's tone sounded a little disappointed, and he said bluntly: "Ten years ago, on that island, you were at the bottom of the well. .Remember me now?"

The image of a pale, skinny young man clearly appeared in Teng Cuo's mind. He said, "It's you." He laughed again, "I remember, but at the time I thought you were my illusion."

He unconsciously lowered his voice and said, "So your name is Ye Sheng."

"It's me," Ye Sheng said, sounding a little excited, "Long time no see."

Teng Cuo said sarcastically, "We haven't seen each other yet."

"I understand what you mean," Ye Sheng said very calmly, "but unfortunately, we can't meet for the time being. But don't worry, I'm very close to you."

Teng Cuo asked: "Are you also in Zhongliang Village?"

His reaction has always been very sharp, and he knew that Yesheng must have obtained his exact location, otherwise the phone would not have reached his hands.Maybe Ye Sheng is right now, crouching in the dark night, observing his every move here.

Sure enough, Yesheng laughed and said, "Yes. But you, and everyone else, can't find me."

This matter is confusing, because Teng Cuo has never heard anyone mention a person named Yesheng.However, Ye Sheng was able to grasp his location, obtain unknown communication equipment, and successfully pass the phone to him, which meant that this person knew everything in the village like the back of his hand, and possessed abilities that Teng Cuo did not have.

Teng Cuo didn't respond, so Ye Sheng called him again and said, "Teng Cuo, are you listening?"

"Yes," Teng Cuo asked with a little impatience in his voice, "how long do you want to talk about?"

"No more," Ye Sheng said, "What I just said was just a self-introduction."

Teng Cuo sneered.

"Teng Cuo, let me ask you a question," Ye Sheng said softly, "Have you researched the poppy yet?"

He seemed a little eccentric, and his voice made people sweat.Teng Cuo raised his neck slightly, half closed his eyes, and clenched the bamboo piece between his fingers.

"Don't be surprised," Ye Sheng said slowly, "I know you, Teng Cuo, I know everything about you, what you are doing, what you have experienced. Some things, I even know better than you yourself."

He paused for a moment, and then continued: "I know you were born in Qihe Village, and you have a younger brother named Nan Yan... Once upon a time, there was a younger brother named Nan Yan, and I know that your adoptive mother is Xianfangge Chen Fangyi."

"Wow," Teng Cuo exclaimed exaggeratedly, and said, "Mr. Tianyan."

"Don't worry," Ye Sheng said immediately, "Chen Fangyi is from the garden, I think you already know about it."

"What?" Teng Cuo said, "I don't know."

This is just a blunt mouth. Although Teng Cuo is unwilling to admit it, the alarm bells are already ringing in his heart.He learned that Chen Fangyi was from the garden, but this was a secret. Mr. Chen didn't know, and he couldn't know, because it meant that Teng Cuo was no longer loyal.

But Ye Sheng knew.

What else does he know - Teng Cuo had to think so.

The pale young man who was sitting on the edge of the well and talking to him ten years ago was not actually haunted by evil spirits, so the somewhat similar looks of the two became an unsolved mystery.This man was so scary that Teng Cuo didn't even know his location or identity.Or maybe this matter is a temptation from Mr. Chen, maybe it is the best choice to hang up the phone and report to Mr. Chen immediately.

Ye Sheng seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, so he softened his tone and said, "Don't be nervous, our purpose is the same."

Teng Cuo asked: "What is your purpose?"

"I like to get straight to the point," Ye Sheng raised his voice slightly, and said, "cooperate with me, Teng Mi, and destroy Mr. Chen."

In the darkness of unknown friends and enemies, Teng Cuo suddenly opened his eyes.

He heard Yesheng say: "I know what you are worried about, but I will prove to you that Mr. Chen did not arrange this call. Promise me that you will seriously consider my proposal."

"I'm thinking about how to tell Mr. Chen," Teng Cuo said coldly, "so that you can be found out and die in the most painful way."

"Mr. Chen knows my existence... Ah, you are still testing me." Ye Sheng sighed helplessly, and said, "You are really a very difficult negotiating partner."

So cunning, he hadn't even mentioned negotiating before this.

"Teng wrong," he said, "I know you hate him."

"You are wrong," Teng Cuo snorted coldly, and said, "Mr. Chen is like a father to me."

Ye Sheng asked, "What about Officer Teng Yong'an?"

Teng Cuo's eyes flashed dangerously, but he didn't answer.

Ye Sheng answered so quickly, Teng Cuo broke into a cold sweat during the few seconds of silence.Negotiations are indeed going to be negotiated, but he has no chance of winning from the beginning.He noticed very keenly that Yesheng said "destroy Mr. Chen" instead of "destroy the garden", which meant that they had different ways, but he had no other way at this moment except to guess.

"I told you, I know your whole story." Ye Sheng said, "I also know about Xiao Guo."

The tip of the bamboo slice pierced into the palm of the hand, and the moonlight shone in through the gap by the door, slanting into Teng Cuo's pupils.His eyes caught the light, and the dark parts were silvery, looking like two glass beads so bright that the hairs stand on end.

"I know, you are very good-looking," Ye Sheng laughed, "Is that why you like men?"

Teng Cuo tensed up all over and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Yesheng's voice is always soft, which shows that he has a plan in mind.The gloomy voice sounded in Teng Cuo's ear again, and he said: "I think you join me, Mr. Chen has ruled the garden for long enough, and you are no longer loyal to Mr. Chen. But don't worry, this matter You know what I know. You've wasted ten years in the garden and now it's time to cut your losses."

When he said this, it sounded like he didn't know Teng Cuo's identity as an informant, but instead made Teng Cuo feel relieved."I don't feel like I have anything to lose," he said.

"I will arrange for us to meet as soon as possible," Ye Sheng said, as if he didn't hear his retort, "Before then, it's your time to think about it."

Teng Cuo didn't answer, and was silent for a while, before suddenly asking: "Who are you?"

Ye Sheng asked, "Is this important?"

"Hmm," Teng said with a wrong smile, "it's related to my answer."

"I..." Ye Sheng hesitated, and then said, "You can think of me as your younger brother."

"I only have one younger brother." Teng Cuo said coldly, "I mean you, who are you?"

Ye Sheng thought about it again, and then said, "I don't know."

He sounded a little sad.

Teng Cuo didn't let him go, and asked, "Where are you?"

Ye Sheng said, "I can't tell you."

Teng Cuo asked: "What are you doing here?"

Ye Sheng said, "I want to save my mother."

Ten years ago, the pale boy said he was looking for his mother, and now it seems that he has found it.But every word this man said was like a riddle, and Teng Cuo couldn't judge whether it was true or false, because he had never seen any women in the village except Lan Die and a few female bodyguards.

"I know you don't believe me now, it's okay, I'll show you my sincerity." There was a crisp sound like glass colliding from Yesheng, and he said, "Yufang City collapsed, Mr. Chen told his subordinates Your suspicion has reached its peak, not to mention that Hou Weikang happened on the way you came, even if you are in a special position, Mr. Chen doesn't fully trust you, he will test you."

He seemed to whet his appetite, paused for a second, and then said, "Just recently."

Teng Cuo observed the outside of the house from the gap and said, "I'll wait."

"You will wait," Ye Sheng said, "Mr. Chen's temptation to you is more direct, and you will know when the time comes. I told you in advance, it is a gift. Teng wrong, I promise me with [-]% sincerity, You will seriously consider whether you want to cooperate with me. There is no signal on the smartphone here. I will leave this phone to you. It will not be tracked. If you think about it in advance, remember to call back. But I am not responsible for charging, So you have to think faster."

He finished speaking in one breath, revealing a little complacency when he raised his voice.

"Looking forward to your reply," he said finally, before hanging up.

When the buzzer rang, Teng Cuo pressed the phone off, raised his hand and rubbed the back of his neck.

Who is this Yesheng? He cannot be classified as an enemy by Teng Cuo for the time being, but he is obviously not a friend.Everything has been disrupted, chaos and powerlessness arise spontaneously, what is the point of hard work.The vegetation in the garden grows wildly, let the fire burn to its heart's content, and the night life is a huge cumulonimbus cloud in the sky.

The author has something to say:

This chapter was written on the train, sorry, I'll just let it go.

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