The search operation of the field team of the General Office did not hide the situation from Han Lu, but did not explain it specifically. Han Lu didn't care about it the day before, and then he gradually noticed something. A hint of gloom was dyed in his emerald green eyes. When his green eyes were looking at people almost sadly, he looked like a lonely and helpless beast. Even Feng Rong, who thought he was cold enough, could not resist it, so he could only signal others to divert his attention.

In fact, they didn't think about not telling Han Lu about their guesses and final results. After all, as the secret weapon of the institute, Han Lu was really an irregular bomb and could be blown up at any time. He himself admitted that the mountain-like corpses in the frozen ice warehouse were eaten by him or eaten after he killed them, because there was really no food here. Even if there was, he needed these experimental products to maintain his life. Killing was the mission of Han Lu's birth, and he could not press the termination button for himself... To be honest, if there was not a Jingzhe, who had an unusual identity, the field team of the General Office would have killed him when they saw Han Lu. They came to "clean" the institute, not to save the suffering, but now - the Ling Security Bureau will try its best to protect the relatives and friends of every member of the department if possible, unless they are really unforgivable and broken to the core.

Ding Youlan's deciphering of encrypted text was not as smooth as expected. Perhaps it was because Jingzhe's memory had not been restored. Although the encrypted text he used was used by the Lingshu Bureau twenty years ago, many of the encryption methods were wrong. It can be said that he created it himself actively or passively. The Lingshu Bureau itself does not have much relevant records, and the remaining information is not useful. Ding Youlan had to roll up his sleeves and play the cracking game by himself. It was not until Feng Rong and their search resulted. His progress was halfway through, and he was so sad that he couldn't even eat.

After the search operation was over, several members of the field team of the General Office gathered together for a long time, and then decided to call Han Lu over. After Lin Yingkong comforted him with a warm voice, Feng Rong took out something and put it in front of him, asking, "Do you know this thing?"

Han Lu looked down and was stunned. This was a sterling silver ring, which seemed to have been burned by high temperature. Some places were already bumpy and could only vaguely identify its patterns. It looked handmade, with exquisite workmanship and special style... Han Lu stared at the ring for a long time, and tears fell down in his eyes, which made everyone in the field team of the General Office, who was always guarding against him to collapse out of control.

Han Lu seemed to have had a premonition. She looked at Feng Rong deeply as if the prisoner was waiting for the sentence that had already been a foregone conclusion. Then she lowered her head and continued to stare at the ring. He said calmly with tears in his eyes: "This is Jingzhe's ring. When he was picked up by the people in the institute, he only had this ring on his body except for a set of clothes, and there was a binding spell and a protection array on it. No one could get it, and he couldn't do it himself."

Feng Rong looked at Han Lu's expression and suddenly realized that he didn't need to say anything more, so he just said one sentence, four words: "Jingzhe is dead."

——It’s not that he didn’t come back to save you, but he didn’t hold on until he found someone to save you.

A trace of understanding flashed through Han Lu's eyes. He picked up the ring and held it hard in his hand, and tried hard until the blue veins burst. He said for a long time: "He hasn't come back for so many years, but in fact... I'm mentally prepared." When he said this, his face was still so calm, but when the words were finished, the indifferent expression finally cracked the gap, revealing broken sadness. Han Lu seemed to be unable to control his emotions anymore, and pressed his head against the fist holding the ring, squatting on the ground like a two or three-year-old child, curled up his tall body, and then burst into tears.

...In fact, he is less than twelve years old this year.

What Feng Rong didn't tell Han Lu was that they only found this ring - Jingzhe died in a natural deep pit less than three kilometers away from the institute. It should be that he left with his weak body back then, but unfortunately fell into that pit. His dying body could no longer control the violent thunder and lightning power in his body. So like many thunder-type aliens who died accidentally, he was struck by his own thunder and lightning to ashes at the end of his life. In the end, only this ring was left, and a pile of ashes frozen in ice and snow, which could restore the scene at a glance.

The comparison of the residual substance extracted from the ashes with Han Lu's blood samples also confirmed that Han Lu's lightning superpower gene fragments came from the owner of the pile of ashes.

That day, Han Lu cried for a long time, and finally stopped crying. Everyone looked closer and found that he had fainted. Even so, Han Lu's brows were still frowning tightly, as if he could not let go. The eyebrows and eyes that were so young that they still had childishness were full of sadness, like a hungry beast, losing his only close relative.

Lin Yingkong suddenly asked Feng Rong: "Should we hide it from him?"

Feng Rongdun was silent for a moment and said, "If I were him, I would rather hear Jingzhe die than Jingzhe abandoned me."

Not at any time can you say the saying "no news is the best news". Han Lu may never know the truth, but a person makes a promise and never see a person in his life and never see a corpse... It often means that this is abandonment, and Han Lu will never hope that he can rely on the only relative he can rely on in the end but abandon him. The person in the field team in the general office is also willing to believe that Jingzhe's departure is for help, not for escaping.

After Han Lu fainted, he slept for a long time. It was not until the field team of the General Office had completely controlled the entire research institute and contacted the large army sent by the headquarters that he was about to arrive. He slowly woke up and didn't speak. He just sat on the head of the bed and stared at another bed. The members of the General Office field team did not ask him to leave the space where he had lived for ten years. He didn't say anything, and he almost blinked. His face was blank, and he could not see any obvious expression. Whether it was sad or angry, Di Bingqiao and Fei Rong gave him some food, he obediently ate it all, and he smiled reluctantly to express gratitude to both of them. That look... Everyone was very sad. It should be said that the field team of the General Office did not have the kind of person who was as hard as iron. Even if it was Feng Rong, everyone just felt that he was cold and not cold-blooded.

Han Lu sat silently for a long time. Lin Yingkong told him that the institute would be taken over by the Ling Security Bureau next. He actually came to ask Han Lu if he would cooperate with the researchers in their bureau to figure out his physical condition. It would be best if he could quit eating experimental products. As for other matters, he would go back, but Han Lu said first: "Where is Minister of the Dark? I have something to say to you."

Lin Yingkong looked at him in confusion, then turned around and called his minister to come over. Feng Rong was talking about the encrypted texts of Jingzhe with Ding Youlan. When he heard Lin Yingkong calling him, he came over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Lu blinked slowly, her eyes clear, "Jingzhe said, you will save me, right?"

Feng Rong did not hesitate and nodded, "If you did not kill someone maliciously, then we will."

"You are all good people, indeed." Han Lu smiled at them, with a very shallow smile, a little innocent. Even if Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were used to all kinds of creatures, they all felt that he was really good at smiling - referring to the kind of appreciation without desire, they felt that he was just a child who had not grown up yet.

Then Han Lu reached out and pulled out a black knife from his pillow. Lin Yingkong's expression changed, and the shadow at his feet suddenly roared silently, ready to go. Zhu Mengtian and others who were doing other work were shocked. E Jingbai had even rushed over directly, but Feng Rong raised his hand to signal them not to move, so they could only look at the beautiful man in surprise and doubt.

But as Feng Rong expected, Han Lu did not do anything. He just handed the handle of the knife to Feng Rong, as if he had handed something heavy. His smile became a little relieved, and his voice was light: "This is what I know at the moment, the only weapon that can completely kill me, so now, I'll ask you."

Feng Rong did not go to pick him up, but asked in confusion: "Will you keep it for you?"

"No," Han Lu's emerald green eyes stared straight at Feng Rong's eyes. At this moment, his eyes were calm and steady, as if he had grown up overnight. "Aren't you here to save me? Then save me - use this knife to kill me."

Now, everyone in the field team of the General Office was stunned, looking at each other in an attempt. The dead silence spread in the control center for nearly a minute. Feng Rong asked in a deep voice: "Tell me clearly what you mean, Han Lu."

Fei Rong and the others also felt that they either heard it wrong or Han Lu’s expression was wrong, so they put down their work and stared at their development firmly.

Han Lu didn't care that they looked at themselves with a look that was almost sharp enough to pierce people, and explained according to Feng Rong's request: "In the past ten years, I have killed many people. At first, I was forced, but later, I couldn't control myself. I thought about letting those experimental items kill me, but the strongest of them died in my hands in the end. One by one, my counterattack was not under my rational control..." A trace of attachment and a trace of pain finally emerged in his eyes. "Jingzhe said, if I really get out of control, then use this knife to kill myself. He hopes that I can live like a person, instead of being an inhuman beast, and I can't do anything except kill people, but... I'm sorry, I'm afraid of pain, I can't do it... So you help me and kill me, okay?"

In the end, Han Lu's voice became very light, with a pleading voice, just like the tone of many people begging for mercy when they went on a mission, but what they begged for was to let them go, but Han Lu asked for... Let Feng Rong and others kill him, which surprised and moved them even more was that half of the reason was because Jingzhe's request for him - he asked him to be a human being, not a beast that eats raw meat and drinks blood.

"Minister, this..." Fei Rong exchanged glances with other team members, and then spoke hesitantly. She was not sure if what she said was the most appropriate, but she still wanted to say: "Han Lu has not lost control yet, right?"

Feng Rong didn't look at her or speak, and his handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. His expression and silence were terrifying. The Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department had some almost harsh demands on the criminals who created the killing. It was natural that he almost never spoke of forgiveness.

In such an atmosphere, Cheng Xiaodai felt his heart beating and couldn't help but whisper: "I'm willing to believe that killing is not Han Lu's own intention."

Ding Youlan, who had never committed suicide in person, has been in the logistics work in the field team of the General Office. He was the most soft-hearted and he said stutteringly: "I, I believe him too."

Di Bingqiao hesitated for a moment and said, "From the moral point of view, scientists create murderous monsters, and the ones that should be shot are also scientists." She didn't mind that she was half a scientist now.

"It is natural to kill people and repay their lives, owing debts and paying them..." Zhu Mengtian said slowly, which attracted the glare of his colleagues. He pretended not to see it and added: "However, Han Lu is still just a cub and has no guidance from adults. According to the first law of the supernatural community, he has the right to forgive him once, and he can do things in the Spiritual Security Bureau's evil punishment center and make a profit."

The most just E Jingbai struggled for a long time under Fei Rong and the others' ardent gaze, before he squeezed out a few words: "What they said... I agree." Although he felt that Han Lu had difficulties, he did not think that Han Lu was so pitiful, so he wanted to let him go. Instead, he felt that it was too simple to die like this. Since some crimes cannot be forgiven and understandable, let's atone for their sins alive.

So the members of the team turned their ardent eyes to Assistant Lin, who could most influence the minister. They had so many tasks, they had seen so many sins and killed so many criminals. Naturally, they were not so weak that they felt that all bad people had difficulties to reform themselves. But this time they really felt that Han Lu had a chance to do it again - in some ways, he was the orphan of Jingzhe and his willingness to admit his mistakes on his own initiative, which made everyone feel that he was hopeless.

Lin Yingkong bathed in the twelve gazes of the six of them, pondered for a moment, and said to Feng Rong: "Minister, please decide." In fact, he also wanted to discuss the statements of the team members, but since he had the identity of the minister's lover, he should be more cautious not to let any of his words influence his decisions in business, because maintaining Feng Rong's status is his responsibility as a subordinate.

Fei Rong and the others all showed a look of loss at once. They didn't think Feng Rong was indifferent and ruthless, but as the Minister of Ling Law Enforcement Department, Feng Rong's justice is the coldest and most fair thing.

While Han Lu was talking to him, the expression on her face had not changed, and her hands were still in the posture of handing over the knife to Feng Rong, and she did not move. Feng Rong took the knife that could kill him with such silent insistence. The other seven people from the field team of the General Office immediately opened their eyes slightly and stared at his every move.

But Feng Rong didn't seem to have any plans to do it now. He turned around and gave the knife to Lin Yingkong, then squatted down, his eyes level with Han Lu's eyes. He looked at him calmly and said, "Actually, Meng Tian is right. You have indeed obtained the right to pardon once."

Han Lu said at the moment when the field team members of the General Office showed a surprise expression: "But I don't want it."

The surprise expressions of the team members immediately frozen, mixed with a slight surprise. Cheng Xiaodai called him anxiously: "Han Lu!"

Han Lu turned his head and smiled at him, then turned his head back and repeated seriously to Feng Rong: "Sorry, Minister An, I don't need this right to pardon."

Feng Rong seemed to have expected it and did not look surprised, but he still asked: "Why?"

A weak expression appeared on Han Lu's face, pain, sadness, despair, panic, helplessness, countless negative feelings were mixed together, and mixed into a heartbreaking smile. He smiled like this, and then suddenly burst into tears. He said, "I'm living too painful, really... Actually, I hate eating those experimental products, I hate killing, I hate such self, Jingzhe said, he respects every life, and he also hopes that I am the same. Every time I kill someone, after I wake up, I can't stand it when I look at my hands and mouth full of blood. Every time I go out to hunt them, I think, it would be great if they killed me, but I will kill them in the end... This decade is really long. Every time I fall asleep, I think there is no tomorrow, but I will still wake up tomorrow and repeat that life. Every time I feel like I'm going to collapse, but I still hold on..."

He wiped his tears in a little embarrassedly, but he couldn't wipe them clean. Instead, the pothole ring he wore on his hand scratched a wound. The light blood color was extremely visible on his fair cheeks. Han Lu suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on the ring, and his whole body was almost overwhelmed by sharp despair. "I want to die, but I miss Jingzhe so much. I'm afraid that he will not be able to find me. I'm also afraid that he will be disappointed when he sees me like this. Every minute and every second I'm afraid that I'm afraid that I'm afraid every moment. Then I calculated the days and found that I've lived a fraction of the life span of human beings. I'm still so young, and there are so many days to survive. I feel so desperate. Why is my life so long..."

"But now, I can be relieved, right?" Han Lu tried to touch the muscles on the corner of his mouth and smiled again, but halfway through, he had to give up and let the haze with death climb up to his jade-like face. His tears finally stopped, his eyes were foggy. He looked at Feng Rong, his eyelashes were still with tears, but his voice had calmed down. He said, "Minister An, I am eleven years and nine months old this year, and the number of killings I remember is 10,950, and now, I - plead guilty."

At this moment, the members of the field team of the General Office finally understood that Jingzhe raised a wild beast into humans, and then the wild beast had human nature, and he could not survive.

But what is wrong with Jingzhe? Who can blame him? But now, who can save Han Lu?

Feng Rong was silent for a long time, and the tears hanging on Han Lu's eyelashes couldn't resist the falling gravity and fell on his clothes with a "splash", and a dark color oozed out. Feng Rong said, "I accept your confession."

Several other people from the field team of the General Office suddenly stopped. They wanted to say something, but they also felt that this was what Han Lu wanted. No matter whether it was public or private, or reasonable, they had no reason to stop this decision.

But Feng Rong suddenly changed his mind and said, "It's a pity that I have no right to convict you as a law enforcement officer."
Chapter completed!