Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"Bang!!"

The office door suddenly closed silently, as if...

An unseen hand suddenly pushed.

The door lock clicked, indicating it was locked from the outside.

"Who? Who is it??"

Secretary Wang trembled with fright, instinctively taking two steps back and leaning against the wall. She stared wide-eyed as she looked around the office, but the room was empty except for her and the office furniture.

"Stop playing tricks on me, come out here!!"

She screamed, her voice trembling, but trying to bolster her courage with volume.

This is Director Yang's office. Usually, apart from her and Director Yang, very few people come in.

The door suddenly closed by itself and was locked from the outside...

Someone must be up to no good.

Maybe... could it be one of Deputy Factory Director Li's people?

Trying to scare her?

or…

Her thoughts were interrupted by a voice.

It didn't come from the doorway.

It came from inside the wall.

To be precise, a ghostly figure emerged from the wall, holding an axe.

Dark red blood was still dripping from the axe, dripping onto the floor with a "drip, drip" sound.

"Aaaaaah!!! It's a ghost!!!"

Secretary Wang screamed, her legs went weak, and she sat down on the ground with a thud, desperately trying to move backward by bracing herself with her hands on the ground.

Until his back was pressed against the corner of the wall, with nowhere left to retreat.

She saw it.

I saw that blurry face.

Although I can't see the facial features very clearly, that feeling... that cold, lifeless feeling... is definitely not wrong.

"You...you...don't come any closer!!"

Secretary Wang's voice trembled uncontrollably, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably; she was so scared that she wet herself.

Lin Tian tilted his head, as if enjoying her terrified expression, and floated forward two steps. The axe in his hand swayed slightly with the movement, and the blood dripped down even faster.

"Look at you,"

"You were the one who asked me to come out, and now that I'm out, you're unhappy about it."

"I...I didn't..."

Secretary Wang shook his head frantically, his mind completely blank.

She regretted it, regretted why she had shouted that sentence, and why she had let that thing come out.

Lin Tian floated forward two more steps, and was now less than a meter away from Secretary Wang.

From this distance, she could clearly see the bloodstains on the axe and the ghostly figure of Lin Tian.

"You...you are Lin Jianguo's son...Lin Tian?"

Secretary Wang asked, her voice trembling. Although she already knew the answer in her heart, she still wanted to confirm it.

Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, she hopes she's wrong.

"I didn't expect Secretary Wang to know a kid like me," Lin Tian grinned, the smile looking particularly eerie against his blurry face.

"It's an honor indeed. To express my gratitude, I'll grant you ascension to heaven in broad daylight, shall I?"

Ascending to heaven in broad daylight?

Secretary Wang paused for a second before realizing what those words meant—to send her to her death.

"Don't come any closer!"

She screamed and flailed her arms wildly in front of her, as if that would block out the ghostly figure.

"Lin Tian, ​​can you just ignore me? I don't want to die! This was all orchestrated by Director Yang. I was just a gofer; it really has nothing to do with me."

Lin Tian stopped in front of her, gently raised the axe in his hand, and struck Secretary Wang's face with the axe head, stimulating her nerves.

A cold touch.

There was also that strong smell of blood and rust.

Secretary Wang froze, feeling as if his heart had skipped a beat.

The blood from the axe smeared on her face, making it sticky.

She felt like she was going to die.

I could die at any moment.

Just like Foreman Sun, Section Chief Liu, and all those people in the courtyard at No. 95, they died tragically.

"I trust you."

Lin Tian suddenly spoke, his voice very soft.

Secretary Wang was stunned.

She looked up and saw an innocent, childlike smile on Lin Tian's face.

If it weren't for this context, she might even find the ghost child quite cute.

But the cold axe on her face told her that it was an illusion.

This is the devil's sneer.

嗏

This is also an opportunity.

A chance to survive.

She had to seize this opportunity, or she would suffer the same fate as Foreman Sun and Section Chief Liu.

"Lin Tian, ​​don't kill me," Secretary Wang forced himself to calm down, his voice still trembling.

"I'm useful, I'm very useful. I know a lot of secrets about your father's death. If you let me go, I'll tell you everything."

The smile on Lin Tian's face gradually disappeared.

He stared at Secretary Wang for a long time, so long that Secretary Wang thought he was about to change his mind, when he finally spoke:

"explain."

There is only one word.

But Secretary Wang understood.

He gently put the axe down.

Secretary Wang leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and began to speak.

"Lin Tian, ​​regarding your father's death... it was Yi Zhonghai who first approached me, saying he wanted to transfer your father to the boiler overhaul workshop as punishment."

His relationship with Factory Director Yang is not simple, so I... I did him a favor by helping him out.

After a pause, Secretary Wang secretly glanced at Lin Tian's expression; his blurry face revealed no emotion.

After confirming that Lin Tian was not angry, Secretary Wang began to recount, "Later... probably the day after your father went to overhaul the boiler workshop."

He stumbled upon the scandalous affair between Factory Director Yang and Yu Haitang, the new girl from the propaganda department.

Factory Director Yang panicked and tried to bribe his father to keep quiet, even offering to promote your father to workshop foreman.

"But my father refused," Lin Tian finished speaking for her.

Secretary Wang nodded: "Yes, your father is very stubborn. He says things like, 'What's mine is mine, and what's not mine, I don't want.'"

Unable to pay hush money, Factory Director Yang couldn't sleep, so he chose... to keep quiet.

"So my father died." Lin Tian's voice was calm.

It was eerily calm.

"Your father was arranged by Director Yang to have Section Chief Liu from the security department do the dirty work."

Secretary Wang continued, "As for how Section Chief Liu did it, I don't know. When I received the news and went to... to cover the hat and put the pot lid on, your father was already a corpse."

She glanced at Lin Tian and added, "Section Chief Liu and Factory Director Yang were not originally in the same system. The reason Section Chief Liu listens to him is because the two are in a community of shared interests."

They would resell scrap steel from steel mills, splitting the profits 50/50.

Lin Tian didn't speak, he just listened quietly.

Secretary Wang gritted his teeth and decided to reveal everything he knew: "By the way, Director Li of the Hongxing Police Station, who issued your father's death certificate, was also involved."

Factory Director Yang gave him two small yellow croakers and five hundred yuan.

Is that Director Li?

Lin Tian memorized the name.

So he was there too.

"And what about Yu Haitang?" Lin Tian suddenly asked, "What's the story with her?"

Secretary Wang hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "When she first came to the steel rolling mill, she was a clerk. She wanted to be a broadcaster, so... so she went with Director Yang..."

She didn't finish her sentence because she didn't know how to explain it to an eight-year-old child.

But Lin Tian understood.

A young girl who wants to climb the social ladder, and a middle-aged man who holds power.

It's a very cliché story.

But in any era, such stories often end in tragedy.

"Lin Tian," Secretary Wang asked tentatively, "now... can you let me go?"

Lin Tian did not answer immediately.

……