From collapsed house idol to entertainment superstar

"Linglang~"

"Linglang~"

It was the sound of the shackles dragging on the uneven floor.

The face of the prison guard walking in front was terrifyingly gloomy. Several of his colleagues were scattered around, vaguely surrounding a man wearing a blue striped prison uniform in the middle.

They are transporting one of the top three most vicious serial killers in Luteng City since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The young prison guard standing furthest back, who had just joined the job, would steal glances at the prisoner's face from time to time as he walked, feeling curious and a little inexplicable fear in his heart.

This prisoner looks clean, sunny and handsome. Based on his appearance alone, who would have thought that he was a perverted murderer who brutally murdered dozens of innocent people over several years?

The prisoner seemed to be aware of the young prison guard's gaze, turned his head and looked over, smiling kindly.

The young prison guard's breathing was stagnant, he gripped the baton more tightly in his hand, his Adam's apple squirmed, and he swallowed unconsciously.

"Zheng Zhi! Please be more honest!"

The sullen prison guard who was walking at the front noticed the clue, turned around, and warned the prisoner in an extremely stiff tone.

Zheng Zhi and the prison guard looked at each other with guilt and pain in their eyes. In the end, they just smiled and then lowered their heads without saying a word in reply.

The prison guard's surname was Zhang, and he was one of Zheng Zhi's best friends in the past twenty years.

At least that's what prison guard Zhang thought before, and he thought so until Zheng Zhi went to the police station to surrender.

It wasn't until it was revealed that Zheng Zhi brutally killed another friend of the two for decades with one knife after another, Prison Officer Zhang felt a chill go down his spine. He had actually been sleeping with a guy who was worse than a beast for so many years.

friend.

"Clang~"

A prison door was opened.

Sunlight shines in from the ventilation window on the top, shining on a middle-aged prisoner with gray hair on his temples, a gentle temperament, and a peaceful face.

This middle-aged man seems to be reading a book.

Hearing the sound behind him, the middle-aged man slowly turned around and met Zheng Zhi's eyes.

The middle-aged man smiled kindly.

The door is closed.

"I've always missed you, Dad."

Zheng Zhi's eyes were filled with calmness.

He has remembered everything. It was not because he had transplanted the brain tissue of "Murderer" Chen Yao that the fragments of cruel murders appeared in his mind, and that he had an uncontrollable murderous impulse for no reason.

It's because he himself is the perverted murderer.

The person who performed this brain transplant for him was the middle-aged man in front of him, a brain expert doctor who was famous both at home and abroad twenty years ago, and a head hunter.

It is the source of the psychopathic gene in Zheng Zhi, his real father, Han Shujun.

On the contrary, the changes brought about by the brain tissue transplanted by the kind-hearted Chen Yao made him have normal human feelings, such as fear, falling in love with others, compassion, and repentance.

Yes, endless repentance.

This is the best gift Chen Yao gave him, and also the most brutal revenge.

A murderer with an antisocial personality who has no blood or tears suddenly has feelings and suddenly realizes that this is the most terrifying hell.

He killed his best friend since he was a child, his priest friend who pitied him and prayed for him until the last moment of his death, and even killed his girlfriend's only relative.

His sins are so heinous that he feels like he is in hell.

So after he followed Chen Yao's investigation results during his lifetime, got closer to the mastermind step by step, and then fought alone to uproot the dirty and intricate dark forces in Luteng City, he surrendered.

Then he does one last thing.

Han Shujun stood up and looked at Zheng Zhi carefully, as if he was looking at his most exquisite work of art.

"Actually, the first time I saw your eyes, I knew that you and I have the same excellent qualities."

"Besides this, is there anything else you want to say to me?"

Zheng Zhi stared at his biological father quietly and spoke slowly.

"So, after I found out you were my child, do you know how happy I was?"

"You make me very, very, very proud."

The smile in Han Shujun's eyes continued, "Child, you must remember that our genes are superior to other human beings. You must maintain this look and never change."

As he spoke, he opened his arms, like a kind old father, waiting to hug his dear son.

Zheng Zhi walked forward step by step and gently hugged Han Shujun.

This was also the first time he hugged his father since he was born.

Then Han Shujun's imperceptible voice sounded in his ears, as if he was afraid that the prison guards guarding outside the cell would hear him.

"Don't worry, I promise, we can both get out of here safely."

Han Shujun seemed extremely confident. He had a deep tacit understanding with the largest and darkest force in Luteng City. Things like him, a prisoner on probation, could be released from prison to perform brain surgery on Zheng Zhi. What else could happen to them?

It can't be done.

Zheng Zhi hugged his father. In a position where Han Shujun couldn't see him, his eyes fluctuated for the first time. He seemed to be hesitating about something, but also seemed to have made some kind of determination.

"This should be the best ending."

Han Shujun responded kindly, "Of course, I have everything planned...cough cough cough!!!"

Before he finished speaking, he started coughing violently for some unknown reason, and then opened his mouth in shock, with panic and disbelief in his eyes.

"Hoo..."

"Hoo..."

"Oh..."

Han Shujun covered his neck, as if he wanted to question his son, and seemed to want to call for help, but he could not make a sound, and could only make a faint sound of dying.

Because when Zheng Zhi pierced his carotid artery, he also pierced his throat.

Zheng Zhi broke away from his arms and stared at his father, tapping his hand again, again, and again.

Blood splattered all over his face.

The strength in Han Shujun's body gradually drained away, and he collapsed on the ground. His eyes were still staring at his son, with doubts, anger, fear, and a strange emotion of "He is indeed my son."

Zheng Zhi knelt down on the ground, and the sharp weapon in his hand continued to stab Han Shujun's vitals again and again.

His hands were shaking, and his face became pale and extremely distorted.

This was the second time he killed someone after he had normal human feelings.

But this time, it was patricide.

Han Shujun opened his mouth wide, the color on his face quickly turned gray, his eyes began to straighten, and finally he only twitched instinctively...

The sun shines in through the iron windows, and the bright red on the ground reflects a coquettish light.

Zheng Zhi had veins popping out on his forehead, and even his lips were trembling. He hugged his father's body and wailed silently in the sun.

This was the last thing he did.

This was the last atonement he made for the two father and son who were full of evil.

...

...

"Click!"

“Perfect! So perfect!”

After the camera captured Ding Zhi's last close-up, Director Li Wenfeng's excited voice came from behind the monitor.

The drama staff rushed forward to help the two actors deal with the plasma props on their bodies.

Li Wenfeng's voice continued, "I announce! The three-month filming of "Spy" is officially completed!"

"call!!!"

"Wow!!!!"

The whole audience burst into applause.