C135 (2/2)

As he lied on the ground and panted rapidly, Zhang Wentao said lifelessly: ”Yes, can you let me rest for a while?”

Seeing his wet body, Lin Jin knew that he was close to collapsing. Nodding his head, he looked around, not putting this luxurious house in his eyes, and walked up to the balcony.

At this point of time, the sun had already set and more than half of its face was still on the mountain. Even the mountaintop was red from the reflection of the sun.

To him, the matter of Zhang Wentao and his uncle was just a small episode in his life. Although he was unwilling to admit it, to him who had embarked on this path, whether it was family or something else, it would continue to grow over time.

These things would be far away from him, whether he wanted to or not.

Ever since he had learned the art of invisibility, he had a vague feeling about this feeling. It was just that he had focused all his attention on how to save his uncle, so he hadn't felt it at all.

But now, they were about to solve Zhang Wentao's problem, allowing his Big Uncle and the others to resume their normal lives, and see the round of sunset.

Lin Jin suddenly had a strong premonition, it was as though he was about to leave the world and walk on a path that ordinary people would never be able to imagine.

At this time, because he was not at ease staying in other places, he found a stellar mirror hanging on a rope around his neck that was shining with an indescribable brilliance, shooting straight into Lin Jin's sandalwood acupoint, revealing a kind of strange premonition in Lin Jin's heart, making him appear extremely mysterious …

Inside the house. Zhang Wentao's breathing gradually calmed down. Although he was still unable to forget his nightmare, he was no longer as terrified as before.

Seeing Lin Jin walk onto the balcony, he started to think about his own path of retreat, although he did not dare to bear the pain just now.

He also knew that the normal energy he had wasn't qualified to fight against this person, but the hidden Hei Jiu, he couldn't reveal it no matter what. At least. With this trump card, he would have a chance to make a comeback.

Moreover, from finding the evidence to investigating, it would take a long time. As long as Hei Jiu could solve this problem, then he would use his relationship in the province. Although he might not be able to become the secretary, it would not be a problem to protect his life.

He watched from the balcony for a while. Lin Jin reckoned that Zhang Wentao had also recovered, so he leisurely walked to's side.

”How is it? Have you made up your mind?”

Zhang Wentao was afraid that Yue Yang also had that kind of heart probing technique, so he tried to recall that horrifying memory. He said in a trembling voice, ”On the bed in the room to your left, there is a safe, the key is under the pillow at the head of the bed. As for Lin Zhenbang.

There are records there too … ”

Lin Jin looked at him disdainfully, then walked towards the room he had pointed to. At the corner of the wall. As expected, he found a light gold safe. Without taking the key, Lin Jin silently activated his willpower and went towards the safe.

Under the pure white light of the lamp inside the room, the tight door of the safe gradually became transparent, just like how it used to disappear before his willpower.

Inside, there was a thick notebook. Looking at the style of the notebook, it was surprisingly simple and not luxurious at all. Furthermore, the surface of the notebook was very rough.

Lin Jin took out the notebook and opened it. Only then did he realise that this was a diary that Zhang Wentao had written all the way until yesterday. In many places, it recorded people's gifts that had collected and the people that had traded them with him.

Lin Jin never thought that the secretary of the county council, who looked extremely solemn on the surface, would actually have the same habit of keeping a diary like those corrupt officials in the news reports.

However, he did not care about these things. As he continued to flip through, he indeed discovered the record of him framing Lin Zhenbang in the diary a few months ago.

After closing the notebook, he no longer cared about Zhang Wentao who was still lying on the ground and the unconscious woman, and walked straight out of the door.

After walking a distance, a Mercedes-Benz slowly drove over, stopped beside him, and opened the door.

”How is it, is it done?” Wearing a pair of sunglasses, Zhou Hai rolled down the window and asked softly.

Lin Jin did not reply, he only revealed a faint smile and walked into the car. After the roar of the car engine, the Mercedes-Benz flew towards the direction of Ninghua.

However, Lin Jin, who was sitting in the car, never expected that, although there was a lot of evidence recorded in the notebook, it was merely written out by Zhang Wentao in case something happened. Although it was real, it was not enough for him to be sentenced to death.

The truly important things only existed in his mind …