It seemed that I had grasped something. I turned to look at Yan Yan and said with a smile, "You mean he was also a sacrifice. Then tell me who the previous Holy Son was?"
Yan Yan looked blank. "I wasn't in the mountains five years ago. I don't know."
I frowned and stared into Yan Yan's eyes. "Are you sure?"
Yan Yan nodded. "It's certain that I wasn't in the mountains. But I can answer your question. You're the first one to escape from there. Our leader has never been an ordinary person."
As I said this, I felt as if my throat was blocked.
"So, you're sure that A Jin is already dead at the hands of your people?"
I always thought that there might be nothing wrong with A Jin's death, but now it seemed that I was being paranoid.
I sighed and said nothing. I turned to leave, but my movement froze.
As the police officer went crazy, a small fragment fell from the body. I picked it up. It was a small notebook.
I said nothing and directly stuffed the notebook into my pocket. Yan Yan never paid attention to such things. Even if he saw it, he wouldn't say anything.
And Fatty caught me red - handed. The guy gave me a greasy smile but didn't say a word.
Officer Liu was still immersed in pain. From the beginning of the search to finally finding A Jin's body, this guy was almost on the verge of a breakdown. Naturally, he didn't notice my action.
I tightened my grip on the notebook and felt a bit sweaty. I had met A Jin when we were kids, but only once. I knew A Jin's habits very well.
He was raised beside my second uncle since childhood. My second uncle was like a father to him, even closer than his real father.
Whenever my second uncle assigned a task, A Jin would take out a notebook to record it. I always thought that A Jin had kept this habit over the years. At least this was what I witnessed several times when I saw A Jin.
Now I saw this familiar notebook on this A Jin, and we had seen A Jin just two days ago. Which one was real and which one was fake?
Could a person really appear exactly the same in front of others after death? I didn't believe that the dead could come back to life in this world. So the only explanation was that he had been replaced by someone else.
But I was at least my second uncle's nephew. Even though I didn't often go to the shop, I was quite familiar with A Jin.
Could he really disguise himself so successfully in front of me, someone who was like a half - family member? This was not scientific at all.
My hands began to sweat slowly. If a person so familiar and always around could be easily replaced, how could I be sure that the second uncle I saw, even Fatty and the police officer in front of me were real?
Wait, it seemed that I didn't suspect Yan Yan when I was suspecting everyone.
Yan Yan seemed to sense my unease and silently stood behind me. "Don't worry. I'll keep you safe."
This sentence didn't make me feel at ease. Instead, it gave me a familiar kind of anxiety, as if it was emanating from the very core of my being.
It seeped into my soul and was engraved in my marrow. I didn't know what had happened between us in the past, but that was no longer something our generation should worry about.
I tried my best to hold back the uneasiness in my heart and forced a smile. "Of course I'm not worried. Don't worry."
I said something I didn't even believe myself and continued walking forward. The police officer beside me had calmed down a lot.
He laid A Jin's mutilated body flat on the ground again and wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes.
"They say that a real man doesn't shed tears easily, but now it seems that a police officer is quite willing to show his emotions in front of his beloved." Fatty said this from the side.
I gave Fatty a look, signaling him not to go too far. But the police officer didn't pay much attention to Fatty's sarcasm. Instead, he smiled helplessly.
"I know what you're saying. Don't worry. I never thought I was so noble. I came here for my own interests and purposes. But I didn't expect to meet him here. In fact, when I saw this totem... We were at least acquaintances with A Jin. Although I don't know what's going on with this big brother, but could you be a bit gentler?"
That guy seemed not to see our breakdown at all. He even rummaged through the other person's body.
I finally couldn't stand it anymore. I pulled the guy away. "I don't know how much enmity you have with A Jin, but I hope you can explain what's going on."
I stared seriously into the other person's eyes, trying to find something. But the next second, I was immediately defeated.
Those eyes were full of breakdown. "He's dead. He's really dead."
Officer Liu grabbed his own hair and banged his head hard on the ground, like a crazy person.
Wait, didn't this guy have some love - hate relationship with Hua Lian'er? What's with this look of 'my true love is dead and I can't go on living'?
Fatty shook his head crazily, not understanding what was going on.
It seemed that I had grasped something. I turned to look at Yan Yan and said with a smile, "You mean he was also a sacrifice. Then tell me who the previous Holy Son was?"
Yan Yan looked blank. "I wasn't in the mountains five years ago. I don't know."
I frowned and stared into Yan Yan's eyes. "Are you sure?"
Yan Yan nodded. "It's certain that I wasn't in the mountains. But I can answer your question. You're the first one to escape from there. Our leader has never been an ordinary person."
As I said this, I felt as if my throat was blocked.
"So, you're sure that A Jin is already dead at the hands of your people?"
I always thought that there might be nothing wrong with A Jin's death, but now it seemed that I was being paranoid.
I sighed and said nothing. I turned to leave, but my movement froze.
As the police officer went crazy, a small fragment fell from the body. I picked it up. It was a small notebook.
I said nothing and directly stuffed the notebook into my pocket. Yan Yan never paid attention to such things. Even if he saw it, he wouldn't say anything.
And Fatty caught me red - handed. The guy gave me a greasy smile but didn't say a word.
Officer Liu was still immersed in pain. From the beginning of the search to finally finding A Jin's body, this guy was almost on the verge of a breakdown. Naturally, he didn't notice my action.
I tightened my grip on the notebook and felt a bit sweaty. I had met A Jin when we were kids, but only once. I knew A Jin's habits very well.