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"hehe"

The man suddenly laughed, but with strong bitterness and sadness.

The young man stood in front of him and looked at him so quietly.

"do you drink"

The man hands the wine bottle to the young man.

The youth's deep voice sounded: "Alcohol will make my thinking dull."

"This is a huge danger to me."

"Is it dangerous"

The man raised his head and took a sip, mocking: "This world is indeed quite dangerous."

After finishing speaking, the man looked up at him and said, "Young man, why don't you go home and sleep so late? You have to go to work tomorrow."

The young man said lightly: "Financial freedom, you don't need to go to work."

"I have more important things to do

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"Oh"

The man nodded silently and said, "That's good."

"Are you Fan Dahai?"

The young man spoke up.

Hearing this, the man slowly raised his head and said, "How do you know?"

"do we know each other"

The youth said: "I know you, but you don't know me."

Fan Dahai did not understand this sentence, and lowered his head again, feeling the numbness brought by alcohol.

"What are you thinking"

Looking at Fan Dahai's decadence, the young man said.

Fan Dahai didn't answer, just squatted quietly in the corner.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, the youth said, "It's not easy to raise two daughters alone, isn't it?"

"Um"

Fan Dahai raised his head suddenly, his bloodshot eyes staring at the young man.

"Who are you"

"who are you!"

The young man said in a low voice: "The shadow in the dark, reaping the devil's scythe."

Fan Dahai stood up slowly, and the wine seemed to wake up quite a bit.

"What's the meaning"

The young man looked directly at Fan Dahai and said, "After twenty-four hours, the person who killed your daughter will die horribly."

"you"

Fan Dahai threw away the wine bottle and stepped forward to grab the young man's collar.

But the young man's reaction was extremely fast, and he clasped Fan Dahai's arm with one hand.

Instantly restrained by the youth, Fan Dahai didn't care about the pain, and said anxiously, "Do you know who killed my daughter?"

The youth said: "I'll know right away."

"The day after tomorrow, you'll get news from the police."

Fan Dahai's eyes narrowed: "You are not a policeman"

The young man mocked: "No."

"There are some things the police can't do."

"I can help them."

Fan Dahai swallowed and said, "Who are you?"

The young man let go of his hand and said, "I have already said it, the one who reaps the devil."

"Didn't the devil do the death of your daughter?"

Referring to this incident, Fan Dahai's face became even more ruddy, which was caused by anger.

He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "He's a devil!!"

As the victim's father, he certainly knew what his daughter was going through.