"The team we dispatched to monitor your father discovered that he seemed to have a clandestine contact with a fugitive wanted in the ’Guangwu Gate Shooting Case’."
"At that time, according to regulations, any lead related to ’Guangwu Gate’ had to be immediately reported to the intelligence department and personally supervised by the most elite intelligence officers."
"However, before the intelligence department could conduct an in-depth investigation, your father suddenly, for reasons unknown, carried firearms, openly hijacked a police car, and fled to a farm in West Mountain, where he was subsequently surrounded by the police."
"You know the final outcome."
Shi Chengyi sighed lightly, looking at the cemetery shrouded in misty rain:
"The lead pointing to the ’Guangwu Gate Shooting Case’ was completely severed with your father’s ’self-immolation’ during the chase, and the intelligence personnel overseeing the case were forced to withdraw due to the loss of the investigation target."
"The entire matter was hastily concluded with the police report stating ’the serial killer was brought to justice’."
A gust of moist mountain wind blew through the stone pavilion, swirling a few fallen leaves at their feet.
The rain outside the pavilion seemed to intensify as well, drops pattering on the glazed tiles of the pavilion roof, producing a crisp and dense sound.
Fang Cheng’s hands, hanging by his sides, unconsciously clenched into fists.
The tranquil aura that melded with heaven and earth around him was shattered at this moment, revealing a heart-palpitating edge.
Shi Chengyi looked at him and continued:
"Your father’s file is still in the police archives. But does that file contain the facts, or is it the ’truth’ others want you to see?"
"Who did he come into contact with back then? Why did he choose to self-immolate? Is he linked to that mysterious mutant organization?"
"Or is there a powerful force manipulating everything behind the scenes? These are all veiled mysteries."
"To unravel all this, you must touch upon the ’Guangwu Gate Shooting Case,’ which has long been deemed forbidden." Dıscover more novels at novelFirｅ.net
"But, child, you must understand."
Shi Chengyi’s face showed a deep sense of helplessness:
"This case is not just a historical event that led to the downfall of the Military Government, it is a political storm that swept through the entire upper echelons of the country, with entangled forces behind it."
"Back then, I was in charge, but due to political shifts, I eventually couldn’t bring the real culprits to justice."
"Now, seventeen years have passed, and it’s no longer just a case; it’s a political symbol, a cornerstone of certain people’s power. To bring it up again is to shake the foundation of the nation, to stand against the entire new order."
Shi Chengyi sighed, reaching out to pat the cold stone railing of the pavilion, with a hint of melancholy:
"I’ve retired, just a powerless old man whose words carry no weight in this matter."
"Honestly, if you were just an ordinary person, you wouldn’t even have the qualification to touch the related archives, let alone uncover the truth."
"I’d advise you to live a stable life as an office worker, treat this as a closed Chapter, and best forget it completely."
"Because forcibly intervening in such matters could bring unpredictable disaster to you and your family."
At this point, he suddenly turned his head and looked steadily at Fang Cheng.
A renewed burning light ignited in his somewhat dim eyes, as if seeing a legendary sword capable of breaking all chains.
"Fang Cheng, you are different!"
"Your talent, your strength, with enough support and resources, can grow into a force like Chief Li’s that breaks the rules!"
"This kind of strength is an absolute power that no political maneuver can suppress, and every conspiracy must confront head-on!"
"So, if you want to uncover the truth about your father’s death and clear the unjust charges placed on him for seventeen years, give him true justice..."
He stepped forward, eyes blazing as he looked at Fang Cheng, enunciating each word:
"Join the Special Search Team, use this system to grow and become strong, reach heights that can override power and shake taboos."
"This is absolutely your best choice!"
After his words fell, silence once again enveloped the pavilion.
Fang Cheng still didn’t respond, he only slowly raised his head and looked at the cemetery shrouded in the curtain of rain outside the pavilion.
His gaze penetrated through the rain, seemingly seeing the raging fire seventeen years ago, and his father’s indistinct face.
The contours of the distant mountains grew blurry in the increasingly dense rain, leaving only a silhouetted patch of blue-gray.
The wind grew fiercer, the rain denser, the color of the mountains became misty, and all sounds were silent.
Only that stirred heart beat heavily and powerfully in the chest.
The conversation in the pavilion finally concluded in silence.
Fang Cheng gave no clear answer.
Shi Chengyi also said nothing more.
He knew that the conversation had reached its point, and time needed to be given to the young man to contemplate.
At this moment, the rain in the mountains unknowingly grew heavier.
The two of them walked back along the secluded path, returning to the grave area.
Wei Zheng and the driver were each holding a black umbrella, accompanying Li Zhenhua and Li Biyun in conversation.
Perhaps worried about the elders standing too long in the rain, Wei Zheng’s words carried the right amount of warmth.
The driver Xiao Zhang occasionally chimed in, his face showing a guileless and courteous smile.
When they saw Shi Chengyi and Fang Cheng approaching one after the other, the conversation among the four stopped abruptly, and all eyes turned towards them at once.
Li Biyun’s eyes were full of maternal concern, while Li Zhenhua’s gaze was sharper, carrying scrutiny and inquiry.