PDLP Chapter 229 System Notification: Memory Repair Progress 50%
Chapter 229 System Notification: Memory Repair Progress 50%
【Ding--】
[Influenced by strong external stimuli and catalyzed by the core totem!]
[Host's deep memory repair progress reached: 50%!]
"boom!"
The violent fragments of memory were no longer flickering afterimages, but transformed into an incredibly clear and coherent real scene, instantly dragging Lin Zhou's consciousness into that abyss of despair.
cold.
A bone-chilling cold.
The icy downpour was like countless whips, lashing wildly at the dark asphalt surface of the winding mountain road.
A once incredibly luxurious silver Aston Martin is now completely overturned next to the guardrail at the edge of the road.
The car body was severely deformed, and the front of the car was completely dented.
The strong smell of gasoline mixed with the nauseating stench of blood quickly permeated the cold air.
"Well……"
"Zhou'er...don't be afraid..."
My mother's extremely weak voice came from the front.
With her last ounce of strength, she forcefully shoved the half of the blood-stained dragon jade, stained with blood, into the original owner's palm through the gap in the seat.
"Live on...you must live on..."
Just then.
A series of extremely heavy and rhythmic footsteps of military boots, treading through the puddles and broken glass, slowly approached the oil-leaking scrap metal vehicle.
"Tap, tap, tap."
Every step felt like stepping on the beat of death.
The man was wearing a black leather eye patch over his left eye!
Along the edge of the blindfold, a grotesque scar, winding like a centipede, could be seen, extending all the way to his ear.
His only remaining right eye was an extremely rare pale blue.
There was not a trace of reverence for life in it, only condescending mockery and cruel cold light.
The one-eyed man walked to the distorted car window and looked down at the dying Lin family of three inside the carriage.
He raised his hand and pressed the hidden communicator next to his ear.
"Boss, the target vehicle has been completely destroyed."
The one-eyed man spoke Chinese with a heavy overseas accent, his tone as relaxed as if he were reporting today's weather.
"Lin Zhenguo has passed away, and his wife is dying too. The little kid in the back seat is still breathing, but it looks like he won't make it until the ambulance arrives."
I don't know what was said on the other end of the communicator.
A hint of extreme impatience and malevolence flashed in the one-eyed man's pale blue right eye.
"Okay, I'll look for it right away."
Without any hesitation, he stretched out his right hand, which was wearing a black tactical glove, and violently tore open the badly deformed passenger door.
He ignored Lin's mother's still slightly twitching body.
Like a wild beast rummaging through the entrails of its prey, it frantically searched through the blood-soaked storage box.
"Click".
A very faint sound of a hidden compartment popping open rang out.
The one-eyed man's lips instantly curled into an extremely cruel and satisfied grin.
He pulled out a pure black metal USB drive from a hidden compartment at the bottom of the passenger seat.
The USB drive was already stained with Lin's mother's warm blood.
"Found it."
The one-eyed man casually wiped the blood-stained USB drive on his tactical trench coat, then carefully tucked it into his inner pocket.
"We have obtained the core ledger and the list."
The communicator transmitted another instruction.
The one-eyed man sneered and casually pulled a silver Zippo lighter from his pocket.
"Understood. Leave no survivors. Clean up the scene."
A crisp "clang" sounded.
The lighter's cap popped open, and a pale blue flame stubbornly leaped in the downpour.
The one-eyed man didn't even glance at the survivors in the carriage.
He turned around and flicked his wrist slightly.
The burning lighter traced a deadly parabola in mid-air, landing with pinpoint accuracy in the rapidly spreading crater of gasoline.
"boom--!!!"
A towering flame instantly shot up, transforming into a raging fire dragon that completely engulfed the wrecked Aston Martin!
"ah--!"
Lin Zhou suddenly sat up on the large double bed!
He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, as if he had just experienced a near-drowning ordeal.
The bedroom was extremely quiet.
The only sound is a very faint breeze when the air conditioner is running.
Lin Zhou's muscles were taut like a piece of hard iron, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead down his chin onto the blanket, completely soaking his pure cotton pajamas.
He gripped the bedsheets beneath him tightly, his knuckles turning pale from the extreme force.
"A one-eyed white man...a black leather eyepatch..."
Lin Zhou gritted his teeth, like a ferocious beast about to unleash its fury in the darkness.
The killing intent in his eyes was so intense it almost materialized into a sharp blade!
He finally found out!
He finally saw the face of the ultimate executioner who directly caused the Lin family's annihilation and personally stole the blood-stained USB drive!
That USB drive definitely contains deadly evidence that could completely destroy the K organization's entire plan in China!
Lin Zhou took several deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the violent rage surging in his chest.
He turned his head and looked at Su Qingge sleeping beside him.
Su Qingge seemed to sense the movement beside her. She frowned slightly in her sleep, turned over, and habitually put one of her fair arms around Lin Zhou's waist.
She mumbled something indistinctly.
"Honey...stop it...I'm sleepy..."
Looking at his wife's serene and beautiful face.
The murderous aura that Lin Zhou had been holding in his eyes, capable of destroying the world, was forcibly and completely suppressed in a fraction of a second.
He gently placed Su Qingge's arm back under the covers and tucked her in.
Then, she quietly lifted the covers and got out of bed.
Lin Zhou entered the bathroom.
He turned on the tap, scooped up the icy cold water, and splashed it hard on his face.
The cold water slid down his angular face.
Lin Zhou raised his head and looked at his own deep and terrifying eyes in the mirror.
"K Organization... Black Eyepatch..."
He looked at himself in the mirror and uttered a vow that sounded like a curse from hell, word by word.
"Wash your neck and wait."
"No matter which rat hole you're hiding in in this world, I will drag you out inch by inch and grind your bones to dust."
……
The next morning.
The golden morning sun shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the suburban villa, illuminating the spacious living room.
The enticing aroma of congee with preserved egg and lean pork wafted from the kitchen.
Lin Zhou was wearing loose-fitting light gray loungewear, with a pink apron tied around his waist.
He walked out of the kitchen carrying two perfectly fried eggs.
He had perfectly concealed the terror and murderous intent of the night beneath his facade as a devoted family man.
As long as it's in front of Su Qingge and Nuonuo.
He will always be that gentle and considerate super dad who can protect them from the wind and rain.
"Nuonuo, little sleepyhead, wake up! Go wash your hands and get ready for breakfast."
Lin Zhou placed the plate on the dining table, took off his apron, and called out towards the living room.
On the Persian rug in the living room.
Nuonuo is wearing a fluffy Pikachu onesie pajamas and is lying on the coffee table.
The little girl held a handful of colorful crayons, her two short legs dangling in the air, and she was humming an unknown nursery rhyme with great joy.
"Dad, wait a minute!"
Nuonuo responded loudly without looking up, her little hands quickly scribbling on the drawing paper.
"Nuonuo is almost finished with her drawing! This is a super big surprise I prepared for Dad!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhou couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.
He dried his hands and strode over to the coffee table.
He squatted down beside Nuonuo and affectionately ruffled his daughter's fluffy hair.
"Really? What amazing masterpiece has our little genius painter created this time?"
"Let Dad see, is this a drawing of our family of three going to the amusement park?"
Lin Zhou smiled gently as he casually glanced at the drawing paper on the coffee table.
however.
The moment his gaze fell upon the content of the drawing.
The smile on Lin Zhou's face froze instantly, as if a pause button had been pressed!
His originally gentle and deep peach blossom eyes widened in an instant.
The pupils contracted uncontrollably and violently, shrinking to an extremely dangerous size of a pinhead!
An overwhelming chill, like an extremely venomous snake, shot up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
On the drawing paper.
It does indeed depict a family of three.
There was a tall and strong father, a mother wearing a beautiful dress, and Nuonuo holding their hands.
But behind the backdrop of a family of three.
Next to that crooked kindergarten gate.
It was a tall man drawn with pure black crayon!
Not only that.
On the face of the man in black, Nuonuo used an extremely bright red crayon to draw a large, conspicuous X on his left eye!
One-eyed!
Black!
This is definitely not a coincidence that was just a child's doodle!
Lin Zhou felt a buzzing in his ears and his heart pounding wildly in his chest.
He forcefully suppressed the panic and violence within him that threatened to consume his reason.
His voice trembled slightly from extreme nervousness, and even had a barely perceptible hoarseness.
"Nuonuo..."
Lin Zhou extended a somewhat stiff finger and pointed at the black-clad figure marked with a red cross on the drawing paper.
"Tell Daddy, who is this uncle in the picture?"
Nuonuo put down her paintbrush and looked up with her innocent little face.
She blinked her big eyes and answered very seriously.
"This is the uncle who stood outside the kindergarten yesterday afternoon, staring at me!"
Nuonuo pouted, as if she had remembered something scary, and subconsciously shrank into Lin Zhou's arms.
"He's so strange, he only has one eye, and he looks so fierce."
"Dad, was that uncle a bad person?"