"No! It's just because you are the first batch that I brought you here. I was thinking that there are still people in this world who remember Lao Chu. What a good thing! Although you are engaged in humanities investigation... but since it is an investigation, it must be

Will it be written in a paper or something? Maybe someone else will see this guy in an academic newspaper or something."

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Death without care and living alone are far more terrifying than death itself."

Lu Mingfei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said softly.

The middle-aged man was stunned and quickly agreed: "Yes, that's right! As expected of a college student! I was still with you when Lao Chu was alive, but you can't still care about me after you die, right? Oh, I won't say it anymore.

, it’s all sad. The key is left here. You can search inside for yourselves. There is nothing useful anyway. I have to go back up. After you finish searching, just bring the key up."

He waved his hand and walked away in a dazed manner.

Only Fingel and Lu Mingfei were left in front of the door.

Fingel was a little distracted in a rare moment, so Lu Mingfei opened the door and walked in.

This was not the first time he had walked into this room. In the "game" of his previous life, he had come into contact with this man's deepest secret, which he had hidden so deeply that he had not revealed it to anyone.

But now, Lu Mingfei needs this secret to achieve two things.

The room is surprisingly clean, with a double bed, a bedside table, a writing desk and a chair, and a small refrigerator. This is all Chu Tianjiao's furniture.

There are some steel wires stretched out in the corner of the room, probably used to dry clothes, and there is still a jacket hanging on it.

There was nothing lying around on the floor, the bedding was neatly folded, and there were no instant noodle bowls thrown around. It really didn't look like a place where a man lived alone.

Is this the residence of the super dragon-slaying elite?

Compared with this room, the dormitories of a certain S-level and a certain G-level are like chicken coops.

"Holy shit, he's so clean. Chu Zihang has perfectly inherited this advantage from his father." Fingel muttered as he walked around the room.

Lu Mingfei laughed silently. The senior brother had indeed inherited Chu's father's advantages. His mother, who was a hero among women, did not like to take care of herself. Her life was always in a mess and she couldn't bear to be pampered.

Fingel came to the bedside table. There was a photo on it. Unsurprisingly, it was a family photo.

The woman in the photo is bright and moving, at the time when a woman is most beautiful. Fingel has taken a photo of her at the airport before. The woman in her late 40s is not much different from the woman in the photo. She is indeed a woman blessed by God.

The boy in the photo is four or five years old. He is so cute and cute. I would never have imagined that the frosty president of the Lionheart Society looked like this when he was a child.

The last man was wearing a white shirt and woolen trousers, with oily hair, and proudly hugged the woman's waist.

Is this Chu Tianjiao?

He is indeed a very handsome man.

Fingel silently looked at the three people in the photo, thinking that the pride on this guy's face was almost overflowing! The hand holding his wife was both firm and cautious.

Is this guy obsessed with acting, or is he sincerely in love with an ordinary person?

He has a deep connection with the vice-principal, and he probably knows a little bit about the vice-principal's affairs, such as the love-hate relationship between the vice-principal and his son, Director Manstein.

The old guy complained to him when he was drunk, saying that when he was young, he felt like a wolf walking in a world full of sheep. With his bloodline, he could conquer any woman, no matter how graceful or charming those women were.

They are just a sheep that he is enjoying. Will the wolf fall in love with the sheep on the table? Of course not, so he will not fall in love with any woman.

This is the perspective from which high-blooded hybrids view themselves and ordinary people.

To a certain extent, they feel that they are "gods" in front of humans.

And God...will he fall in love with humans?

Fingel looked at the face full of love in the photo and got the answer.

Living in such a dormitory, what is this man thinking about every day?

They knew very well that Chu Tianjiao was not an ordinary person, he was a powerful mixed race, just like the former vice principal. His bloodline advantage was enough to help him conquer any ordinary woman in the world, but he stayed here and never saw the light of day.

In his basement, there were family photos of his ex-wife and son on his bedside table until his death.

This doesn't fit his character.

He shouldn't just be like this.

Fingel suddenly thought of something and whispered: "Look for a secret door. The reason why this guy stayed here is not to save money to pay a gift to Chu Zihang."

Yes!

Even if he doesn't care about the quality of life, he doesn't need to live here. There must be something here worthy of his nostalgia or protection.

"Hey!"

Fingel turned his head in confusion and found that his junior brother had directly removed the mattress, revealing the secret door underneath.

The secret door was welded with iron sheets and an iron frame, and a heavy padlock was added.

"Damn!" Fingel cursed secretly, "This guy really knows how to play!"

Immediately he frowned and said, "This lock is difficult to solve. We don't have any tools at our disposal."

"Keng!"

Lu Mingfei pulled out a gleaming sword from the tennis bag he had been carrying behind his back and handed it to Fingel.

Fingel was dumbfounded and said: "You are so special, Ding Dong Cat! Where did you get the sword?"

"I brought it from the academy. I made it with my senior brother before. Stop talking nonsense and open it quickly. Let's go down and find out."

Fingel weighed the sword and found that the weight was just right, but he didn't know how sharp it was.

He straightened his posture, raised the sword above his head with both hands, and slashed straight down with the sword without any hindrance. With one strike to the bottom, it was indeed a good sword that could cut iron as well as clay.

Under the secret door was a steel pipe. Fingel returned the sword to Lu Mingfei and volunteered to slide down the steel pipe.

He felt like he had entered a large space, but it was dark and without light.

"Brother, pick it up!"

Hearing Lu Mingfei's voice, Fingel subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed a flashlight.

Is this guy... prepared?

The light of the flashlight illuminated the secret space underground, or rather the three floors underground.

It is indeed a spacious room, much larger than the one above...

Lu Mingfei also slid down from above and turned on another flashlight.

The light illuminated every corner of the space one by one. As every place came into view, Fingel sighed slightly.

This guy is indeed what he thought. The colors in his heart are far more colorful than those of countless people, but he has never shown any of this to anyone, not even his wife and children.

Of course, the middle-aged man in front could not tell his true opinion of Chu Tianjiao, because Chu Tianjiao never showed his true self to outsiders!

He was so good at disguising that he hid it from everyone, maybe even himself, to the point where he really fell in love with an ordinary person...

There is also a disassembled Beretta pistol on the workbench next to it. The bullet on the side is hand-engraved with Shiyu flowers. It will explode immediately when it is fired into the enemy's body. The small machine that engraved the bullet is next to it.

He is indeed a thug through and through.

Fingel breathed out, they found the last trace of Chu Tianjiao left in the world, ahead of everyone, even Chu Zihang.

He began to suspect that his junior brother had already come down, so he had prepared for this journey, but he didn't know how to show it to Chu Zihang, so he took it upon himself to discuss it.

"Senior brother."

In this dark underground space, Lu Mingfei's voice sounded faintly, and Fingel was startled for a moment, because he could hear something wrong in his junior brother's tone.

"What is more terrifying than death in this world is dying without care and living alone."

"Having lost your lover, you should know this better than anyone else, right?"

Indescribable panic spread from the bottom of my heart!
Chapter completed!