After enjoying the spectacle of Ran Yunrui and his fans, Xiao He began to seriously investigate Li Zhicheng.

As expected, Li Zhicheng had very few prior online traces, including nearly three years of being "completely offline."

This was the age of the internet; could someone truly not use the internet at all?

Just as Xiao He finished organizing Li Zhicheng's relevant information and was preparing to report him through official channels, his phone suddenly lit up.

Xiao He glanced at it and saw a text message from Li Hanyue.

“Li Hanyue: Xiao Ge, are you free now? Let's hang out.”

Xiao He: ?

Xiao He was a little surprised, his gaze instinctively sweeping to the time on his phone—11:50 PM.

While this time might just be the start of nightlife for a young person, for him and Li Hanyue?

This was too strange, especially since they had only parted ways this afternoon.

Xiao He originally intended to refuse directly, but then he suddenly frowned, staring at the message and pondering for a long time.

“Xiao He: Just us?”

“Li Hanyue: Yes, there are some things I want to talk to you about privately.”

Alright, case closed.

This ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) person was definitely not Li Hanyue.

After spending this time together, Xiao He understood Li Hanyue very well; she wasn't this presumptuous. Even if she were to invite him out, she would definitely include Liu Zehang.

Most importantly—as college students, they all had curfews!

Li Hanyue, also a college student, couldn't possibly not know this. With her personality, she would definitely have arranged it with Xiao He in advance, not at this awkward time!

Figuring this out, Xiao He decisively opened his computer to trace the login IP of the account and directly hacked into the surveillance cameras nearby.

It was a bar, filled with many diverse people, and the atmosphere was very lively. The dance floor was full of swaying bodies, young men and women drinking, sitting in their respective booths, their faces illuminated by colorful ambient lights, revealing a scene of decadent luxury.

In such a dim environment, it was clearly unrealistic to pinpoint one person accurately.

Moreover, it couldn't be ruled out that the other party had already prepared to evade surveillance.

There was indeed a problem!

Li Hanyue had mentioned that she was going back to Huxi today to handle some academic matters at school.

But now, the location of this bar was not just a little bit different from Huxi!

Almost without thinking, Xiao He immediately guessed who it was—Li Zhicheng!

He had been watching Li Hanyue for a long time, so it was very possible that he had managed to steal Li Hanyue's account.

He just hadn't expected this guy to actually shift his target to him.

Xiao He pondered for a moment, then cautiously put down his phone without replying.

At the same time, Xiao He had already followed the few remaining official website information online and found the email address announced by the police back then.

Looking at this email address that had been dormant for over twenty years, Xiao He hesitated.

Perhaps he should send it directly to the email address the police currently used, not this one.

After all, so many years had passed, and this email address was probably already abandoned. Even if he sent an email, no one would see it.

But thinking of the plot of born to kill, and the police officer in born to kill who persistently sought the truth, Xiao He still selected this email address as well, sending anonymous emails to multiple different official accounts.

Just consider it... a closure for the person who was diligently pursuing the truth more than ten years ago.

Even if many years had passed, even if no one was still investigating... even if it had been forgotten by them—

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At the same time, a man was sharpening his tools under the dim yellow light overhead.

The excited music and fervent footsteps from the bar upstairs could still be faintly heard through the ceiling, but the man merely lowered his head slightly, continuously rubbing the pig-slaughtering knife in his hand.

The glistening silver blade shimmered faintly under the light.

“Buzz—buzz—”

Not far behind the man, his phone vibrated continuously with incoming calls, but he remained unmoved, his eyes filled with fervent devotion, his entire attention focused on the knife.

Finally, the phone fell silent, and the man finished sharpening his knife. He looked up at his masterpiece, at the shining blade, and a hint of madness gradually appeared on his originally somewhat simple face.

“Just you wait! Zhu Lao San will sooner or later... Heh heh heh—”

The pig-slaughtering knife was slammed onto the chopping board with a dull thud, and the light bulb overhead seemed to be startled, flickering weakly a few times before completely going out.

The entire space suddenly plunged into darkness...

Rong City, C Province.

Tonight, Wu Jianguo felt as if something was weighing on his mind. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

“Dad must be asleep, don't disturb him.”

“But this email is very important. My dad said before that if I saw it, I must tell him.”

“It's too late tonight. Telling him tomorrow morning is the same...”

The couple whispered their discussion at the door, but unexpectedly, the door in front of them suddenly opened with a whoosh. Old Master Wu looked at his son and daughter-in-law with a puzzled expression: “What's wrong?”

“Dad, so you're still awake.”

Wu Junqiang breathed a sigh of relief, “Dad, that special email you mentioned before just rang! I happened to hear it when I was shutting down the computer. Do you want to take a look?”

Wu Jianguo was stunned: “Email?”

“It's the email that automatically logs in every day on your computer, Dad...”

Wu Junqiang hadn't even finished speaking when, the next moment, he saw his father rushing to the study with quick steps.

The couple, scared, quickly followed, fearing that the Old Master might get too agitated. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

In the study, when he saw the email address, which had been dormant for over ten years, once again flashing a red dot, the Old Master's hands trembled.

If there were people from a film crew here, they would definitely recognize that this Old Master Wu Jianguo was the prototype for the male protagonist in born to kill—the head of the special investigation team responsible for the case back then.

Twenty-plus years had passed, and the vigorous criminal police officer of that time now had a head full of silver hair. Even though he had solved countless cases and received numerous honors and praises in his early life, countless regrets inevitably remained in his heart.

Among them, the case of the Zhu Family Brothers from Rongtou Slaughterhouse was one of his unresolved issues.

Back then, to gather more information and traces of the fugitives, the police set up many reporting channels, and even with a glimmer of hope, created a special email address to publicly collect evidence and clues about the "Zhu Family Brothers," especially regarding Zhu Lao San's whereabouts. Unfortunately, after so many years, the email received only a handful of messages.

Later, when Wu Jianguo retired, he still held onto that obsession, so he applied for this email address from the bureau, logged it into his computer, and would check it from time to time.

But after all these years, even his computer had been replaced several times, that email address had remained quiet, never receiving any new emails.

Now, even Wu Jianguo himself no longer held any hope.

He hadn't expected...

Wu Jianguo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to approach it with a calm mind and not hold too much hope.

He had been disappointed many times already, hadn't he?

Finally, Wu Jianguo adjusted his mindset and, with trembling hands, clicked into the email system.

There were no spam advertisements in the email address set up by the police. When Wu Jianguo clicked in, the inbox was still clean; besides a few emails received more than ten years ago, there was only one at the very top from not long ago today.

He put on his reading glasses and carefully reviewed it, then a look of astonishment and complex emotions gradually appeared on his face.

When he saw the attached photo and surveillance video, Wu Jianguo's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and his eyes widened like copper bells, unblinkingly observing the person's appearance and movements.

The couple next to him, Wu Junqiang and his wife, were so scared they didn't dare to breathe.

So many years had passed, and the person from back then had long since altered their appearance. Even their voice and body shape had undergone drastic changes due to growth, but Wu Jianguo still recognized the person at a glance.

Even if the face had undergone plastic surgery and the body shape had changed, people rarely paid attention to one detail—the ears.

Ears are largely set once a person reaches adulthood, and the shape, size, contour, and earlobe form of each person are unique.

When these people undergo plastic surgery, they generally don't specifically get their ears done.

Thus, the ears also become one of a person's unique identifiers!

And Wu Jianguo, as an experienced veteran detective, even though he now needed reading glasses, his eyesight was still impeccable—and he had never forgotten the details of that person's case over the years, even imagining their current appearance in his dreams.

This person... was Zhu Lao San!