Chapter 124 Karma and Rebirth, Retribution Is Inevitable

Lin Xuan looked at the person in front of him.

Hao Xinming, a victim who had been imprisoned in a mysterious prison for 12 years.

This man has entered the age of 53.

But his temperament is still unique.

His face is weathered, his figure is slightly upright, but he exudes a mature and steady charm.

However, at this time, Hao Xinming's expression was very panic-stricken.

Facing Lin Xuan's sharp eyes, he was so scared that he lowered his head quickly, and his eyelids drooped.

But...

Lin Xuan was staring at his skin, and his eyes gradually became strange.

Hao Xinming's skin is very good.

He doesn't look like a man in his fifties, but looks like a man in his forties.

A person who has been missing for 12 years.

He was still imprisoned in prison for 12 years.

He eats food that can make people malnourished all day long.

Why do you think he can have such skin?

Lin Xuan moved his eyes.

He looked at Hao Xinming's right hand.

His right hand was wrapped in gauze, as if it was injured.

Only one thumb could move.

The palm and four fingers were all bandaged with gauze.

Lin Xuan looked at Hao Xinming's left hand again and raised the corner of his mouth.

He found dark brown marks on the nails of the other's left index finger and middle finger.

People who like to smoke should know.

Sometimes the addiction to smoking is strong, one cigarette after another, and the fingers and nails will be smoked brown and yellow.

The fun thing is coming.

Will others give cigarettes to a prisoner in prison?

And a lot of cigarettes?

"Before, I only knew that fairy tales were lies, but now I know that textbooks are also lies."

Lin Xuan looked at the person in front of him and smiled: "When I saw you, I knew that even eyes can lie."

There is such a saying in criminal investigation: Don't believe your eyes self-righteously, and don't easily believe the truth you see. Because sometimes this truth is likely to be someone who borrowed your eyes and let you see it.

Taste it carefully!

Hao Xinming raised his head in astonishment, looking a little at a loss.

He looked as if he didn't understand why Lin Xuan said this to him.

"Is it still meaningful to pretend?" Lin Xuan joked and waved his hand.

Countless military police surrounded the two of them!

Hao Xinming's expression was dull and changed.

For a long time.

"How did you find out?"

Hao Xinming sighed.

"Because I didn't find the person who used the wireless speaker to talk to me."

Lin Xuan shrugged, "Although I guessed that person used typing to convert voice, but where is the keyboard?"

"I searched the underground prison and the people I saw, but I didn't find the keyboard. I knew something was wrong."

"A keyboard that can type, convert voice, and make the speaker talk, how could such an important thing disappear?"

"Until..."

Lin Xuan pointed to Hao Xinming's hand wrapped in gauze, "I saw your hand!"

The four fingers seemed to be splinted and stood upright.

Only the thumb could move.

But as long as there is one finger, you can type.

That splint is not a splint.

It's a keyboard!

"I admire you!"

Hao Xinming sighed, "What else?"

"Tian Boyu, you released him on purpose, right?" Lin Xuan asked with a smile.

"That's right." Hao Xinming nodded in acknowledgement.

"You deliberately let him hear those voices?"

Lin Xuan looked at him calmly.

"Yes." Hao Xinming nodded again.

"You also deliberately arranged people."

Lin Xuan smiled, "Did you throw him on the road and let the police find him?"

"All right."

Hao Xinming sighed, his voice was tired.

"But I can't figure it out, why do you do this?"

Lin Xuan really couldn't figure it out.

He had never seen anyone in the world who would torture himself to death.

Who has seen it?

Because he already knew.

The old man in front of him was the real owner of the mysterious prison!

"Because..."

Hao Xinming sighed, "My son!"

Lin Xuan's eyes changed.

It was a very strange look.

It looked like pity, and it looked like gloating.

Looking at him, he said, "Father and son turned against each other?"

This seems to be a feature of Longguo.

Don't disbelieve it.

The most representative one is the royal family.

What do the emperor's children like to do most?

Get their father off the throne, sit on it, and be the emperor!

The reason why Lin Xuan had that look.

Because he finally knew who the person who was killed by the bomb was.

That's right, that person was also a high-ranking prison official, and even a manager.

Because he was the child of the old man in front of him!

"Has anyone ever said that your IQ is terrible?"

Hao Xinming stared at Lin Xuan.

"Let me think about it."

Lin Xuan answered irrelevantly, smiling, "Your son succeeded in usurping the throne, right?"

This was discovered when he killed the five people with five shots per second.

Because the five people all wanted to protect the young man who was killed by the bomb!

"Yes."

Hao Xinming's tone was accompanied by anger, "He sidelined me. The reason why he didn't kill me was that he wanted to get the account where I put the money."

"But he is still too young and tender after all. I have worked hard to control that prison for more than ten years, and there are still some people who are loyal to me."

"Since this beast treats his father like this, why do I keep him?"

"So..."

Lin Xuan restrained his smile, "You set up this trap to lure us here..."

"At this point, your son and his people must have panicked, mistakenly thinking that you wanted to help them, and came out with bombs tied to their bodies to threaten the police?"

"They also fell for your trick and walked out from below. Because you know very well that we police will never let them go."

"So, they are dead."

"And you, when I took action, detonated the bomb that was installed on your son at some point, to kill him and silence him."

"The detonator is also the keyboard in your hand, right?"

"My son is dead, his men are dead, and no one knows your identity."

"In the end, you pretended to be a victim and took the money and ran away?"

"No..."

"Your identity as a victim is real. 12 years ago, you also pretended to be missing."

"Is it the backup you left for yourself back then?"

Lin Xuan was a little impressed, "What a good plan!"

A criminal can change his identity instantly when necessary.

Become a victim.

This operation is simply against the will of heaven!

"I still lost!"

Hao Xinming sighed, very calm.

He didn't even have the desire to struggle.

Why is this happening?

The reason is very simple.

He is 53 years old. How many years can he live normally?

He has been busy all his life, committing crimes, and got the money.

And for what?

As a result, his own son wants to kill him.

Isn't it very funny and despairing?

Maybe... this is retribution.

Good deeds bring good results, and bad deeds bring bad results.

Karma is reincarnated, and retribution is inevitable!