Chapter 620: The Muzzle Points to the Aggressiveness

these questions. It was as if a sharp awl was piercing his heart deeply, making him unable to breathe and gasp in pain.

He fell into deep remorse and self-blame at this time, denied all his efforts, and classified everything he had done before as cowardice, withdrawal and neglect.

This kind of pain can't be understood by others. He has a powerful system, but he didn't come back immediately to save his parents, which made him unable to forgive himself.

At this time, what he thought was even death, and he would die by his parents' side, and he would die on the way back. He only needed to work hard, and he would not be as remorseful as he is today.

A dozen people stood quietly, watching Di Ping, who was curled up and trembling constantly. If it wasn't for the trembling of his shoulders, everyone would think it was a sculpture.

He was like a stalwart man who cried silently like a child. He was in a bad mood for a while, and his heart was filled with deep sadness and regret.

For a while, the cellar was so quiet that even the breathing could be heard clearly. The light group in Gina's hand was burning quietly, illuminating the surroundings and everyone's faces.

Gina stepped forward gently, squatted down, and a slender palm gently held Di Ping's hand holding his head, with a look of regret, tears rolling down her eyes like raindrops.

For a time, everyone's heart felt sour, and they couldn't bear to watch it again. There are countless joys and sorrows in the end of the world. No one has left their relatives, and a few people have not experienced the pain of life and death.

Yue Lie also thought of his parents at this time, and his tears couldn't stop, and the tears flowed down.

Han Ming is also stronger. He has seen too many lives and deaths, and his hands have been stained with countless blood. The cold-blooded killer is not called for nothing, and he hates the hard-hearted one.

Han Ming began to glance at the cellar. He was carefully watching for clues in the cellar. This was a terrible habit he had formed over the years, that is, he was observing the surrounding environment at all times when he went anywhere. This keen observation saved him. Too many times.

There were not many sundries piled up in the cellar. There were some pockets and bags piled up against the wall on the right. There were five or six bags if you counted them. It seemed that they contained rice and flour.

In the left corner of the wall is a pile of neatly chopped wood, and beside the wood is a large water tank covered with a bamboo lid, and less than one meter away from the water tank, there is a stove made of loess. There was an iron pot on the stove, and a chimney went straight to the ground overhead.

There is still dust in the stove, which seems to be used. The iron pot lid on the stove is put aside, and there is some rice inside. At this time, enzymes have been released. It seems that people are in a hurry to leave, and the pot has not been cleaned up.

Behind everyone, not far from the wooden ladder was a small bed with a quilt placed on the bed. The quilt was spread out. It was obvious that someone had slept before.

"Eh!"

Han Ming, who was looking around, suddenly flashed his eyes. He saw an oil lamp on a small wooden table by the bed. Of course, it was not the oil lamp that attracted him, but a piece of paper beside the oil lamp.

It was a piece of yellowed paper with a few lines on it, and a black ballpoint pen rolled down the edge of the paper.

Han Ming saw that everyone was watching Di Ping, he walked lightly to the table and picked up the yellowish piece of paper.

His movements did not attract the attention of the previous few people.

After reading a few lines of words, Han Ming suddenly widened his eyes, and his hand holding the paper trembled a little.

What was written on this piece of paper that made Han Ming, the cold-blooded killer, suddenly change his expression like this?