Who moved my novel?

"What?" When Xue Mo woke up, Er Feng had already left.

"This..." Xue Mo looked at the box in front of him with a cold expression. There was a crystal ball in the box, and there was a little golden light shining in the center of the crystal ball.

"Er Feng... what do you know?" Xue Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and shook his head after a moment: "Forget it, fortunately, it was not affected too much. It's just that there is one tool missing, so the problem is not big. ”

After saying that, Xue Mo looked out the window. Chixin City under the setting sun seemed more lively than usual.

…

"Yiyi, are you okay?" Huo Yuan looked at Dong Yiyi beside him, wanting to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

This is already the seventh day since Dong Peng passed away. What Yiyi does every day is to come to the mountain, sit on this stone, and look at the cemetery and Chixin City silently.

"Yiyi, tell me something. I came all the way from school. I have no merit but hard work, right? You don't even want to treat me to a meal or something?" Huo Yuan poked Dong Yiyi.

"Go ahead." Yi Yi handed his wallet directly to Huo Yuan: "I'm not hungry."

"You're not hungry yet. What have you eaten these days? You only ate a few bowls of gruel in total!" Huo Yuan was a little anxious.

He could understand Dong Yiyi's mood, but seeing Yiyi go without food or drink every day, he was really anxious.

"I'm really not hungry." Dong Yiyi shook his head again.

"No!" Seeing that he was so weak, Huo Yuan changed his strategy and directly grabbed Dong Yiyi: "Let's go! Whatever you say today, you have to go eat with me!"

"Don't be like this." Yiyi raised his hand and let go of Huo Yuan's hand: "Let me sit for a while and let me be alone for a while."

"One by one!" Huo Yuan frowned tightly: "If Dong Peng sees you like this, do you think he will feel better? Do you think he will be happy? Do you think he will feel relieved? He really cares about you Treat him as your own son, so you should consider it for him, and you should also take care of yourself!"

"Thank you." Yiyi shook his head: "I know you want to persuade me, but it's really no need. Let me be quiet for a while. Let me... let me sit for a while."

"Dong Yiyi, I'm really convinced by you." Huo Yuan paced back and forth impatiently: "You said that your uncle had arranged for you to study in such a good school, why did you secretly skip class and return home? Are you coming to Chixin City? You are coming back. Since you have been watching Dong Peng do those things and watch him step by step... towards death, why don't you stop him!"

"..." Dong Yiyi didn't answer, he just kept looking in the direction of the cemetery, his eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.

"Why? You were right outside the door but didn't stop him from committing suicide. Why are you so sad now!" Huo Yuan roared emotionally.

"That was his choice, and that was my choice." Yiyi said calmly, "I don't want to go against his will, but I also don't want him to die in vain."

"Huh?" Huo Yuan heard something else from Dong Yiyi's words: "Yiyi, what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Yiyi raised his head slightly and looked at the sunset in the sky: "Of course, let that person be buried with him."

"Who?" Huo Yuan looked at Dong Yiyi in confusion: "Are you talking about the police? But it wasn't the police who killed him. Your uncle committed suicide. Besides, the police arrested him for a reason. You can't be too extreme. …”

"No." Yiyi shook his head: "I don't hate those policemen, but there is one person I must kill."

"Who is it?" Huo Yuan pursed his lips: "You tell me who it is and I will help you. No, I will kill with you."

"The person who hides behind the scenes and controls everything." Yiyi turned his head in the direction of the cemetery again: "Obviously my uncle helped him kill so many people, but in the end he was abandoned and he had to bear the infamy. I can't allow this. The man is free in the world, and I want him to be buried with his uncle."

"The person behind the scenes?" Huo Yuan opened his mouth, then swallowed, and after a while he said blankly: "Are you saying that your uncle's murder was actually ordered by someone else?"

"Not entirely, uncle also wanted to kill those people." Yiyi shook his head: "But the information about those people and the killing methods were determined by the mastermind behind the scenes."

"There is such a person..." Huo Yuan was a little surprised, and after thinking for a while, he said: "But that person is actually doing harm to the people, isn't he? Although he took advantage of your uncle, what he did... …can’t be wrong.”

"Is my uncle a harm!" Huo Yuan's words made Yi Yi angry. He stood up directly and looked at Huo Yuan condescendingly: "My uncle has done so much for Chixin City, is he a harm? Really!"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood." Huo Yuan said quickly: "I mean, he and your uncle worked together to get rid of the bad guys in Chixin City. There is nothing wrong with that in itself."

"I don't care if he kills others." Yiyi lowered his head dejectedly: "Whether he is good or bad, good or evil, I don't care, but he killed my uncle! He killed... my uncle..."

"Alas." Seeing Dong Yiyi's expression, Huo Yuan couldn't bear to refute anything, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Then what is your plan? How to kill him? What do you need me to do?"

"Plan?" Yiyi raised his head and looked at the corner of Chixin City: "The plan is to kill him, and then...then you can help me lookout outside."

"Watch out?" Huo Yuan frowned. Why did it sound like Yi Yi was going to die with that person?

"Yes." Yi Yi nodded: "Thank you."

"No, no, no, you..."

Huo Yuan wanted to say something else, but Yi Yi raised her hand to interrupt him.

"Huo Yuan, let's go to the cemetery. I heard that the seventh day is the night of the return of the soul. Maybe... Sigh..."