Episode 16

After leaving the basement, I returned to the bedroom on the second floor alone.

Lock the door and then go to the secret room behind the bookshelf to practice internal skills.

Sure enough, I found that the internal force in my body was really less. It must have been quietly absorbed by my mother during these two combinations with my mother. I carefully calculated the extent to which the internal force disappeared. It seemed that I could get the power I had dreamed of in less than half a month.

But even though everything went well, the uneasiness in my heart became even stronger. It was because I didn't think about it carefully, as if there was a dangerous trap waiting for me in front of me.

Indeed, the uneasiness in my heart began after reunited with my aunt. I always felt that I had a pair of malicious eyes watching me in the dark.

Although I was found by my aunt and completed all the tests given to me by the emperor with a miraculous zero error rate, and climbed to the high position of the Minister of the Special Department of the Government Department, these results came a little too smoothly, so smooth that I smelled the scent of conspiracy...

I know my strength clearly, and I know clearly what I can do and what I can't do. Only by being self-aware can you make the most suitable life choices

I have always chosen things with high success rates after careful analysis, so that I will not waste my precious time and ensure that I will not be in any major danger of my life.

So when the emperor chose the candidate for the Minister of the Secret Service, in the test, if I think the success rate is high, I will rush forward and solve the target person with my own hands, and if I think the chance of failure is high, I will send my subordinates to death. Stay behind and see if the momentum is wrong, I will be ready to retreat at any time.

Although I have no right to refuse some dangerous test tasks, I can passively allow these tasks to fail. Anyway, I will not be executed if I fail the task at most, so I cannot be promoted. I know that I am not dead yet. No matter what other people say, I don’t care about my life and fear of death. I must live and revitalize the reputation of the Lin family, rather than dying on it when performing the task for the sake of a strife.

But what surprised me was that these tasks that I thought were very likely to fail were successful in the end. They were all the time when I was still unclear what happened. As soon as my subordinates entered, they brought the head of the target person to me without any resistance.

It would be fine if this kind of good luck once or twice. I think the total six dangerous tasks with a huge failure rate were successfully successful so strangely. The reasons for success were strange. It was either the target person who called out the people to meet his lover in order to hide his wife. It was the target person who had a flu around him and was weak and unable to resist.

I was very happy to hear this explanation, and was very happy with this good fortune from the sky. I continued to maintain my irritable, rough, timid and fierce image. But in the dark I secretly followed it for a long time, but lost a lot of people and didn't hear any valuable news. Everything was like a fog, which made me unable to see clearly. The evidence I collected was just a plausible and just my guess. After hearing that I had put a lot of effort to investigate this kind of thing, I laughed at me for being too serious, so I relaxed.

I understand that it is possible that I am too cautious, but there is also the worst possibility that the enemy in the dark is too powerful and is not an existence that I can understand now...

Now there is no evidence to confirm my inference. I have no hope of investigating and I have to secretly remember all this in my heart. I think the impossible good luck is equivalent to bad luck. Someone must have secretly helped me succeed. I dare not carelessly regard this as a kindness, but can only regard these as a conspiracy against me...

Actually, my guess is not wrong at all. My sixth sense, born with me, is more accurate than ordinary people. I survived the life of escape again and again with these uneasy premonitions. This time is no exception. Just after I left the basement, the monitor hidden behind the stone wall was reopened again...

The position I chose when I left was from the monitor screen that I could only see my sister's scarred limbs. The old scars that I didn't want them to know were covered by my clothes, so I didn't mind the monitor reopening.

But to my surprise, the person sitting behind the monitor was not the staff of the surveillance department I thought, but my aunt whom I trusted and familiar with the most!

Looking at the pity-smelling child on the monitor in front of me, tears kept falling from the corners of my aunt's eyes, and she choked and blamed herself: Sorry, I am the one who made your family like this, I am sorry... I am sorry... I am sorry... My aunt was crying while stroking her sister on the monitor screen, trying to heal some scars for her. Tears dripped on the screen, and she was helplessly talking to herself: Forgive me... Forgive me... Painful confession

Finally, after crying for a long time, my aunt stopped crying and turned off the switch of the basement monitor, got up and left the dark room that was monitoring me. If I saw this room, I would be shocked. It turned out that my villa was not only the monitors in the basement watching me, but twenty or thirty monitors covered every corner of the villa, and even there was one in the secret room where I practiced.

This is strange. I carefully searched the room when I was moving and processed some monitors that I didn't want to see.

So were these monitors that appeared later born out of thin air? Who had such ability to install the monitor under my nose? It seemed that everything around me was full of secrets. My aunt spent a lot of effort to monitor my every move. Unfortunately, I didn't know the existence of these monitors and were completely kept in the dark.

At the same time, there are not only the twenty or thirty surveillance cameras in my dark room, but hundreds of surveillance cameras are densely packed around the room. The people appearing on the surveillance can almost cover the entire upper class of the empire. Why is my aunt able to monitor so many powerful figures and such a terrifying surveillance network? Why doesn't my aunt tell me, but also conceal this secret from me, and instead secretly monitor me? Why is this? If my aunt is willing to let me go, it would be better to find me out and let me die myself. Why did she give so much for me and let me climb to the current high position?

Mysteries appeared next to my aunt, but I was careless and trusted 100% of the family that I sincerely believed. It seemed like my premonition. A conspiracy that I didn't know had been quietly arranged...

After closing the door of the dark room, my aunt sorted out her weak side in front of the mirror, wiped the tears, and re-painted her makeup and appeared in her bedroom with a charming face.

Like me, my aunt's house is also a double-storey villa, but the layout inside is completely different from my simple layout. It is extremely luxurious. At the same time, it also uses these red and purple decorations in large quantities, full of lust.

Lying on her round princess bed, my aunt elegantly took off her long skirt, changed into a white one-piece silk pajama, took off all her purple underwear and kept it vacuum inside and went out like this

Of course, my aunt is not an exposure maniac. She has more secrets than I am in the secret. How could she use servants at home? There are no extra people in the whole room except my aunt. It is precisely this way that my aunt has become a famous socialite in the aristocratic circle and the best candidate for a man to have an affair. A beautiful mistress who is full of secrets but will not tell others about the secrets. Is there another man who can resist it?

Although some noble ladies secretly called their aunt a public prostitute, their attitude of not competing for status made them feel at ease to send their husbands to their aunt's bed. While mocking their aunt's slut, they were at ease to be their wife. This big house has become a famous affair place in the aristocratic circle. I don't know how many men left the mark of love with their aunt in this room. From the bed to the bathroom, from the sofa to the windowsill, there was only a pair of lonely men and widows in the room. The charming and lustful body of the aunt in the room made these men very moved. The aunt cooperated with the sex to slut in the sex matters.

All these perverts are proud to be able to become guests of the aunt and gain a night's source.

But in the secret, I was the only one who saw my aunt's humiliation tears, and that woman was willing to live this kind of life of coming and going...

After leaving the room, my aunt came to a room downstairs to greet her a mysterious guest. This person was not the usual men who steal fish, but a patient I never thought of. He was wrapped in thick gauze all over his body, and his hands and feet were fixed on the bed with ropes. A slender scar in his heart spread from his collarbone to his ribs. Blood oozed the gauze on his chest red.

Logically speaking, such severe scars are usually dead long ago. Even if you survive by chance, you will be unconscious.

But this man looked fat and noble, and he was middle-aged. Although his face was pale, his eyes were staring at his aunt's face with a bright look. He kept whining inside his mouth. If there wasn't something stuck in his mouth, it would be really curious what he would say.

Looking at the man wrapped in mummy in front of me, the smile in my aunt's eyes became even more charming. She sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her chest with her hands, and asked gently: Sorry, Ah, I accidentally made such a big hole in your heart. Does it hurt? Ah... I blame me, you said that I was the only one in my heart, but in the end I abandoned me aside. I cried for several nights, so I suddenly wanted to open your heart to see if I still have me in your heart. But I am really a pityAh. I have been thinking about you for so many years, but now I see that your heart is already black and there is no emotion. It seems that you, a person without conscience, have long forgotten me... right?

After saying that, my aunt raised her hand and tore the gauze on the man's chest hard, revealing the hideous wound. The man's heart was completely exposed, and blood kept gushing out of her body with the ups and downs of her heart. There was no sign of stitching on the chest cavity, so she let the terrifying wound continue to worsen.

The patient's condition has reached this point, and it is really a magical thing to be able to remain awake. My aunt looked at the beating heart, and her smile became bigger and bigger. Her slender and white fingers were stained with blood that kept coming out and covered the patient's body. Looking at the white bed gradually dyed red, my aunt suddenly stretched her blood-stained hand into her chest along the wound, holding the patient's heart hard and said with a smudge: Why did you become so unfilthy? I've been dirty in two days. It's so dirty.

The aunt suddenly grabbed the patient's heart and then jumped wildly. Her pupils contracted sharply and she suddenly fell into a coma. Seeing the patient being tortured by herself, the aunt was very happy. She let go of her hand and smiled as her heart slowly returned to normal beating, and sighed softly: If I could have seen me in your heart under your sweet words back then, how good would it be...? Right? My first love, Prime Minister Wang Wenyi...