It’s over. It’s going to be much harder to escape.
Han Kun said in a dumb voice, “How do you know me?”
This statement broke through the doubts in my mind. How could Qiu Daqiang know Han Kun, and it looked like he knew more than that, he knew a lot about Han Kun’s past.
Qiu Daqiang lowered his head and smothered a laugh, in the sense of playing a trick on Han Kun for fun.
“Who doesn’t know you? The famous barrister and actual proprietor of Junran Hall, you faked your death just to come to me to find this, didn’t you? My seventy-odd brothers on my side are waiting to eat, how can I afford to feed my brothers if I don’t get to know a celebrity like you? Isn’t that right, young proprietor Zhang Chao.”
Qiu Daqiang was big and thick looking, but smiled as if he was a fox and a thief.
I said, “You even know me, and this is a setup you’ve made?”
Qiu Daqiang laughed loudly, “Not bad, I guess, to have tricked you here. I’ve been in the jungle before, and although I’ve long since left the jungle, I’m still well aware of the feuds and grudges there. When I saw your mother’s birth certificate, I knew someone must have been interested in it. As expected, not long after the news was released, Han Kun appeared at my Blackwater Cottage. I thought you would bring your men here to rob it openly, but I never thought you would be so desperate as to pretend to be captured by us in order to keep me from getting suspicious. To be honest, I was shocked when I saw you, the rumour was that you had died a long time ago, but I guess it’s true, how could a legend like you die so easily? I admire you, the art is so bold!”
Han Kun had never been able to make any calculations, but hearing Qiu Daqiang’s words at this moment was no less than being slapped in the face, his plan that he thought was flawless was actually calculated by someone else.
“Then why did you drag Zhang Chao into the water?” Han Kun asked in a fierce voice.
“It’s just a coincidence. I just happen to know him.” Qiu Daqiang was already very proud of himself and laughed loudly, “Han Kun, Han Kun, you’re so clever, you never thought you’d catch the cicada while I’m behind it! I think you can change your name from now on, you’re still worthy of being called a master of calculation, hahahahaha!
At the sound of ear-piercing laughter, the lights of all the houses outside were lit up, and everyone opened their doors and walked towards the fortress master’s house.
“And you, Zhang Chao, hahahahaha! Han Kun’s good disciple, ah, that’s all you can do. We already knew you were at the entrance to the fortress. But you’re also absolute, releasing rabbits and chickens, if we hadn’t been prepared, we would have really let you donkey tonight.”
I was in a cold sweat, it was Yellow Hair who had betrayed me!
In a fortress like this where everyone commits crimes and doesn’t take killing seriously at all, would Han Kun and I still be able to get out of here tonight.
“You’re still a special forces soldier, and you’re so powerful, I’m dying of laughter! And don’t even think about how you’re going to get away, it’s all my men out there.”
I could never have imagined that Yellow Hair would betray me! No, this was a trap from the beginning, this kid had no good intentions from the very beginning!
“Don’t even think about running, stay and be good and pay or your little lives will be in danger. I’m laughing my a*s off, this is too funny for me to think about.”
He was laughing so hard that tears were coming out of his eyes, but I had only one thing on my mind.
He said that I would definitely fight Han Kun if I knew his true identity, so who was Han Kun anyway?
Also, Han Kun was fighting so hard just to get my mother’s birth certificate?
That’s not a problem in the head, is it?
“Han Kun ah, who can quite years of you now will be surnamed Han? Back then that ……”
Bang! —
Halfway through his words, Qiu Daqiang collapsed straight to the floor, both eyes still open reluctantly, staring at the ceiling.
Han Kun pulled out a pocket pistol from somewhere and pointed it at Qiu Daqiang, with smoke still coming from the muzzle. I’m afraid this gun was prepared by Han Kun, just to get away when he got the stuff.
Qiu Daqiang, who had just been arrogant and unbeatable, was now on the ground, his brains and blood dripping out from underneath him like a piece of rubbish, and Han Kun didn’t even look at him before continuing his search.
I tugged at Han Kun: “You’re crazy, hurry up and go!”
“He said he really had it!” Han Kun was particularly excited as if he couldn’t understand me.
I suspected that Han Kun was possessed and really wanted to slap him twice.
“What do you need my mother’s birth record for? Just go to the hospital and get this thing transferred.”
“Never you mind, I’ll find it.”
Suddenly, the back of Han Kun’s hand snapped to the cabinet, he froze and snapped again, and the side of the cabinet against the wall made a very crisp sound.
“It’s empty!”
Han Kun was so excited that he punched the back wall of the cabinet and sure enough, a large hole cracked in the back and he reached through the hole and grabbed out a document wrapped in a plastic bag.
“It’s really here!” He wrapped it twice in excitement and then stuffed it into his pocket, with absolutely no intention of showing it to me.
I didn’t really dare to be interested, but the more he did, the more curious I became about something… Wasn’t it just a point of birth records? What’s the point of being so desperate?
By the time we were ready to leave, the outside was already packed with people, we kicked the door open and the inside and outside were jammed with people on three levels.
I took a quick glance and didn’t see Yellow Hair anywhere, damn it, don’t let me catch him!
The people in the fortress were glaring at us arrogantly, blocking us from leaving.
I took the lead and walked out the door, they cursed loudly at me and Han Kun, then Han Kun turned around and went back inside and dragged Qiu Daqiang’s body out and threw it into the crowd, the boiling crowd was suddenly silent.
Qiu Daqiang died in defiance, his eyes glazed over, the bloody hole in his forehead still dripping blood helplessly. Even in Blackwater Cottage, those who had seen a dead man were not in the majority, and even fewer had seen one die so tragically, and were all straight away stunned.
But the strangest thing to me was Han Kun. He was just an ordinary man, how could he be so calm about killing someone? Although Qiu Daqiang deserved his own death, Han Kun’s indifference was horrifying.
The Han Kun I saw before me was a different person from the Han Kun I knew.
I couldn’t help but remember that before Qiu Daqiang died, he seemed to be about to reveal Han Kun’s true identity, and at that very moment Han Kun shot and killed him.
But I couldn’t figure out why I wanted to kill Han Kun when I knew who he was. Even my aunt Zhang Mei, I had never killed her. I couldn’t think of anyone else who could make me want to kill him.
All the questions converged to one question: Who was Han Kun?
Qiu Daqiang said that Han Kun’s surname was not Han, so was his surname Ji?
He was probably my mother’s cousin, so that the two could grow up together as childhood friends.
