Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 484

After getting off the plane, 17-year-old Wen Tao stood under the rain in a black windbreaker.

Special Assistant Qi stood behind him holding an umbrella, bent his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Master Wen, the car is ready, we should set off."

There will be a company meeting later, and they have to get to the company before the meeting starts.

According to Master Wen's behavior, he would never see anyone being late, even if he himself would not allow it.

Wen Tao didn't respond to Tezhu Qi, he stood under the umbrella, slowly raised his phoenix eyes, looking at the gloomy sky and the torrential rain.

Whenever it rains, he always remembers what happened nine years ago.

And today's day also happens to be the ninth anniversary of the death of parents leaving this world.

Raising his wrist to look at the time, Wen Tao's wet and cold eyes were full of chills, and his voice was slightly cold: "The meeting is cancelled, go to Wen's cemetery."

"Yes."

The low-key luxury private car is driving on the highway, the same trajectory and the same weather as nine years ago.

It's just that things are different, and many things and people have undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the back seat of the private car, Wen Tao had a computer on his lap. He lowered his head and looked down, concentrating on his work.

He has been investigating the car accident nine years ago, but after nine years of investigation, there is no trace left.

Rubbing the center of his eyebrows with hands as cold as white porcelain, Wen Tao closed the computer, lowered the car window and looked out the window.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a faint feeling of the past, and the uneasy emotions lingered in my heart.

This is the second time he has such uneasy emotions, the first time was nine years ago, and the second time is now.

Just when Wen Tao fell into memory, he didn't see that the surrounding visibility was becoming blurred, and the fog that came from nowhere engulfed them and wrapped them in the thick fog.

With a 'squeak', the car stopped steadily, and the sound of brakes brought back Wen Tao, who was lost in memory.

He raised his eyes and looked out the window. The thick fog in front of him had already blocked his vision. The only thing he could see was the white fog that was so thick that it could not be melted away.

Special Assistant Qi looked back with a serious face, "Master Wen, let's get out of the car to avoid it."

This is the first time I have seen this situation, especially on the highway, where accidents are easy to happen.

Wen Tao picked up the computer, opened the car door and got out of the car. After the car door closed, Wen Tao walked towards the guardrail next to the expressway intuitively.

But no matter how he walked, he couldn't get out of the thick white mist.

Under normal circumstances, the fog will become clear as people go deeper, but the foggy environment they are in now directly engulfs people.

As he walked, Wen Tao had lost contact with Tezhu Qi.

Wen Tao stopped walking, and stood there feeling the changes around him. There was no wind, no sound, no movement at all, and it was eerily quiet.

He suddenly understood what happened nine years ago, and the scene back then must be exactly the same as what he is experiencing now.

Standing outside the guardrail, he could see everything that happened within the range of the guardrail, but his parents had already been blinded by it.

They were in the thick fog, unable to distinguish directions, and could not hear any movement, which led to the subsequent tragedy.

This is not a natural event, but rather an accident. It is a wonderful and strange fate...

"Master Wen..."

Qi Tezhu's voice came from a distance, hoarse, with the hoarse voice he had back then.

Wen Tao stood where he was, and understood everything in an instant, so now, is it him?

With a loud 'bang', the computer in Wen Tao's arms fell to the ground, and he was directly hit by the car driving out of the fog, and hit the ground heavily in a beautiful parabola.

With the sound of 'dong', Wan Lai was silent.

Wen Tao, who was lying on the ground, watched the white mist gradually dissipate, and countless blood flowed from his seven orifices.

When his consciousness collapsed, what appeared in his mind was nine years ago——

The woman wearing a black lace cheongsam, holding a black umbrella, and half wearing a mask.

I really want to see her again before leaving this world!
(End of this chapter)