"What kind of person was he before?" Ding Yiyi asked on behalf of Haizi.

The grandfather seemed to be lost in memories, "When I saw him, this child had been abandoned by his parents and was staying with a bunch of dogs."

Seeing Ding Yiyi's surprise, he smiled, all the wrinkles on his face wrinkled, "This is nothing to be surprised about. There are many such people in Uruk."

He continued: "I like him because he is a very interesting child. He can beat other homeless people to death over a piece of rotten bread, but he can also feed the bread he got to those who are about to starve to death.

Younger children eat it.”

The real strong man is able to tolerate the weak.

"He did not disappoint me." Taiye sighed, "but this organization did let me down."

"Sheng Deya?" Ding Yiyi had a guess in her mind, "Are you the leader of Sheng Deya?"

The grandfather's smile was meaningful, "Sheng Deya has no leader, or rather, there are many leaders in Sheng Deya, but most of them are dead, and only a bad old man like me is left."

Ding Yiyi saw a touch of pain in his eyes, and when she wanted to take a closer look, the pain had disappeared.

Suddenly, he stood up and said, "Today's conversation is over, you can go."

What a strange old man, he has different moods from time to time. Ding Yiyi walked out of the room.

In the room, the grandfather sat for a while, then walked to the gramophone, reached out to push the gramophone away, and looked at the two ropes exposed below and the suggested ladder in the ropes.

As you sit on the ladder, the wheels make a screeching sound, and then the ladder slides down. The further you go down, the brighter it becomes.

Underground, there was a man in a cloak standing there waiting for him. The light tube embedded in the wall emitted blue light, stretching his back very long.

"Here we come." The voice came out through the mask, not that pleasant.

The grandfather stepped down from the chair and stretched out his arm to support the other person, "What book did you read today?"

"The history of human development." The man helped him sit down.

The grandfather looked at him and said, "I don't know whether it's right or wrong to save you."

"Whether it's right or wrong, you actually know it very well in your heart, don't you?" The man's broad cloak and hat covered his cheeks, and he could only see his throat pressing against the thin skin, as if the sharp throat was about to penetrate the skin in the next second.

It's like running away.

"That group of young people was really interesting, Xiaomi was caught."

"Really?" the man, who was rinsing the tea cup, answered after hearing this.

The voices of the two people talking gradually became lower, and the two figures were infinitely stretched by the light on the wall.

In the evening, Ding Yiyi stayed in the room again, thinking about what she said this morning. Suddenly, Xisuo's voice came from the door. She calmed down and was sure that she heard a strange sound.

The door opened and Si Wenbing walked in.

"Follow me." He looked left and right and chose the corridor on the right.

Ding Yiyi followed, "Are you okay?"

He looked at her as if this question was difficult to answer. He didn't shake his head until he reached the stairs, "It's okay."

There really is such a strange organization in the world. The company is downstairs, but the grandfather lives upstairs. This design may not be understood by many architects.

Si Wenbing walked very fast, but kept his brows furrowed. He suddenly stopped and said, "Go back!"

"It's too late." A large number of people poured in from both sides of the corridor. The old man was sitting in a wheelchair. "Ah Bing, why don't you hand over the information?"

Si Wenbing took care of Ding Yiyi, "I won't lie to you, the information is really not on me."

He looked around, and many people around him were partners who had done tasks before. Both sides were very complicated.
Chapter completed!