Death Is Coming: The Beginning Of The Countdown To Death

Chapter 294 What Is The Sacred Place?

"Did Yan Jun ask you to come to me?"

The moment the old man said these words, Zhou Ke's eyelids jumped subconsciously, and he was a little shocked, and suddenly he became a little vigilant.

At the same time, more than 30 high-level executives at the Jiangcheng Shenwei Bureau headquarters, as well as Yan Jun in the gym, were also a little surprised.

But after a little thought, he was relieved.

Although the old man is carrying a burden and hawking along the streets and alleys of Jiangcheng City, judging from his clothes and gestures, he is not an out-and-out peasant.

Therefore, I am not unfamiliar with the various events that have been discovered in Jiangcheng these days.

Especially Yan Jun, because of his repeated miracles, it can be said that no one knows, no one knows.

After seeing Zhou Ke, the old man naturally thought that he was instructed by Yan Jun to come to him, and it was nothing unusual.

However, Yan Jun thought of a deeper layer.

When the old man saw Zhou Ke appear in front of him, the expression on his face was less surprised and dazed, and more indifferent as expected.

Perhaps, the old man had expected the moment when he would find him.

Wanting to understand this, Yan Jun's eyes narrowed slowly, and his heart became even more curious.

What the hell is an old man?

Why can he not only predict that a large-scale disaster is about to happen in Jiangcheng City, but also think that he will find him in such a short period of time.

In this way, it seems that he is stupid.

I don't know if he wanted to take the initiative, or he had already developed a strong interest in the old man, Yan Jun decided to find out the identity of the old man first.

Looking for the Shenwei Bureau for information?

Forget it, the efficiency is too low, I am afraid that if it is found out, it is no longer needed.

Let's find a loner for help. With such a top hacker partner, you don't need to use it for nothing, and it's useless if you use it.

Anyway, this kid is like a machine, and he doesn't feel tired even after 24 hours.

Thinking of this, Yan Jun dialed the loner's phone without hesitation.

Who knows, just after the phone was connected, the voice of a loner came from inside, without a second delay.

"Zhang Huaijiang, 60 years old this year, former teacher of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, now retired. He once had a wife and daughter, but he died in a car accident ten years ago."

The loner is like a roundworm in Yan Jun's stomach. As soon as he answers the phone, he tells Yan Jun the old man's basic information.

Yan Jun's heart throbbed suddenly after listening to it, and he couldn't help but feel a little sigh.

I didn't expect the old man to have such a tragic past, and I don't know how he has been alone for the past ten years.

You know, for an old man entering his twilight years, the pain of losing a loved one and the unspeakable loneliness is enough to wipe out the only remaining love for his life.

next moment.

Yan Jun looked at the old man's slightly old face through the recorder on Zhou Ke's chest, and felt a little sad in his heart, and naturally sympathized.

"Is there anything more detailed and specific? The best ones are in recent years." Based on this information alone, Yan Jun's understanding of the elderly is still very shallow, so he made a request to the lonely.

The voice fell.

The loner on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said: "Since this teacher Zhang's wife and daughter passed away after a car accident, he has closed himself up, becoming poor at communication, and not good at socializing with others. He has also lived a monotonous life of seclusion. Therefore, the information that can be found is indeed limited.”

"Oh."

Yan Jun nodded, slightly disappointed.

Suddenly, the loner on the other end of the phone changed his conversation, "By the way, I found something that happened more than ten years ago, you may be more interested."

Hearing this, Yan Jun became speechless at the same time, and couldn't help but complain, "Master! Can you stop panting like this when you talk?"

"Uh……"

The loner on the other end of the phone laughed dryly and explained, "Just found out."

"Fuck! Did you find out just now, you know it yourself! Gan!"

One thing that Yan Jun can't stand the loner is that the other party will always try to insult his IQ coldly.

Although most of the time I was seen through by myself, but when there is always negligence, this feeling is very bad.

"Don't be so angry!"

The loner on the other end of the phone said calmly, "How can anyone be so rude to ask for help?"

"nonsense!"

Yan Jun replied angrily, "Brother, I'm very busy, unlike you, who spends all day spying on other people's privacy on the Internet."

"Uh... Yan Jun, if you're going to say that..."

After being scolded by Yan Jun, the loner suddenly became arrogant, "I really can't be so busy..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted directly by Yan Jun.

"Stop talking nonsense! Tell me clearly within ten seconds what you may be interested in!" Yan Jun's tone was strong, obviously ordering the loner.

As a result, the loner loses face even more, and can't help but fight back.

"Yan Jun, don't deceive people too much..."

"10...9...8..." Yan Jun actually started to count down.

In an instant, the loner on the other end of the phone softened.

"Brother Jun, you won!"

next second.

The Lonely took a deep breath, and immediately told Yan Jun what happened to Zhang Huaijiang ten years ago in a serious tone.

...

Five minutes later, the loner's voice was already a little low, and he couldn't help sighing.

"Just six days after this incident, Zhang Huaijiang's wife and daughter had a car accident and died before being sent to the hospital."

Hearing this, Yan Jun had already set off a storm in his heart. He couldn't help but suddenly shrink his pupils and took a breath, "Is there such a coincidence?"

"Yes, that's exactly what happened."

The loner on the other end of the phone had a slightly sad tone, "It just so happens that there is some connection between these two things."

Yan Jun was silent for a moment, then slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

"In that case, Zhang Huaijiang already showed his amazing predictive ability ten years ago? Is this thing reliable?"

"I not only checked the news reports more than ten years ago, but also asked several parties who had experienced the incident, and basically got a unanimous answer, that is, this Zhang Huaijiang must have the ability to predict, but he took specific measures. How, no one knows."

The Lonely explained: "In the past, many media in Jiangcheng planned to follow up on him, but I didn't expect such a tragedy to happen, so it's nothing to do with it."

"Um."

Yan Jun nodded, looking at the live screen displayed on the big screen Zhou Ke's chest recorder, his eyes narrowed slowly.

Zhang Huaijiang looked neither sad nor happy, with a burden on his shoulders. After asking this sentence, he looked at Zhou Ke like this, waiting for his answer.