"Next question." After a long time, he spoke: "Li Zhenshu buried An Junhao with his own hands. What is their relationship? Since Li Zhenshu knows that you are not Pastor An, why did she still contact you without letting you know her exact location?"

An Sumei smiled bitterly and said, "Pastor An is the baptized pastor of Lee Jung-sook, and he... is the nominal father of this body."

"Ms. Li wants to contact is actually the Marquis of Rumentsev behind him. Although she doesn't know, she knows very well that An Junhao is just a bridge, one or many. With her strength, she doesn't mind walking on that bridge, or whether these bridges look the same... She... is not afraid of the sayings of ghosts and gods... According to my observation, she probably has no faith either..."

Of course... Qin Ye shook his head gently. How could a person who has lived for so long still have faith?

Then, this explains why Li Zhenshu buried Pastor An himself, but contacted him without any mind.

"But... she suddenly made us unable to locate five years ago." Qin Ye was following his thinking, but An Sumei's words suddenly made his eyes lit up!

This is not right!

If Li Zhenshu's precautions come from her own safety, she would take this measure from the beginning. Therefore, when she was psychic, Qin Ye's first reaction was that this was the method Li Zhenshu had been using.

But now... the other party said that this started five years ago!

He gently held his chin and his eyes flashed. If Li Zhenshu didn't use ironwood and bronze mirrors five years ago, it means that Li Zhenshu trusted them five years ago... trusted the King of the Danube. Although she probably didn't know who she was dealing with, this was not important to an undead person.

The way she wants to die is that the other party wants her power in the world. This is not a conflict, and even both parties are very at ease.

So... why did you suddenly use ironwood and bronze mirrors five years later?

"There is only one explanation..." he murmured: "Five years ago... Lee Jung-sook came into contact with the core of the God of Death script for why, so she no longer believed them?"

"It's not impossible, because... this is just An Sumi's unilateral remarks. She can contact Lee Jung-soo, and the other No. 1 and No. 2 may also contact Lee Jung-soo. They don't know what the other party said to her or what requests they have. So... it's not surprising that An Sumi doesn't know."

He waved his hand gently, and a broken ballpoint pen appeared in his hand. He said in a deep voice: "Xiao Quan, five years ago... are you by Li Zhenshu's side?"

"Not here." Before he finished speaking, Quan Jinghao spoke hoarsely: "But... something happened..."

"You don't need to ask me...I... remember very clearly..."

"Five years ago... on April 23, I...was that time... and when I woke up, I saw her and noticed her uniqueness, so... I kept track of her and came to Seoul, trying to possess her when I was psychic."

The room was very quiet, and the script of Death was so full of fog until now, and the words of the pen fairy Quan Jinghao made the fog heavier.

"My intuition tells me that if I could snatch her body, I would... find the truth about that year. But I didn't succeed."

The ballpoint pen trembled, and after a few seconds, a white soul soaked in water, with blood flowing in his facial features, and appeared in the void.

"Ha..." Just as he appeared, An Sumei shook all over and looked at the other person in disbelief, as if she wanted to say something, but because of the huge shock, she didn't say a word.

"What did you remember?" Qin Ye immediately asked.

An Sumi did not speak, but looked at Bixian with her lips trembling. She lowered her head a few seconds later and said hoarsely: "Seyo..."

The room was silent, and these three words were like ghostly calls, making the air cold.

"You... are you a student of Sewol? Five years ago... April 23... you... can only be the impermanence that arises at that time..."

Before Qin Ye could speak, Quan Jinghao spoke resentfully: "Five years ago, on April 16th... a ship carrying more than 400 students traveling in study and study set out from Incheon Port and then submerged. Three hundred people died, one hundred and fifty people were injured, and eight people disappeared. And I am one of the eight missing students!"

Qin Ye had long thought that if it was a way of dying by soaking water, it would be impossible to stand impermanent. Quan Jinghao's death must have had a shocking unjust case, but he was not in the mood to care about it. This was Liu Yu's position. He had no idea to help the other party clean up the mess. However, he never expected that he would be associated with the Korean God of Death Painting.

He listened quietly, and his thinking had never been clearer than before.

"I remember it very clearly." Kwon Jinghao's voice seemed to come from his teeth, as if he was laughing, and as if he was crying: "On April 16, there was a heavy fog in Incheon Port, all ships cancelled their departure, but... we are the only ones to set off!"

"Until the water is soaked and the hull is tilted... do you know what the captain and crew said?"

A ferocious smile appeared on his face: "They said: Don't move."

"Sit quietly in your position and follow the command."

"We listened...because we were too young to protect ourselves..." He suddenly looked up at the ceiling, his voice extremely shrill: "Then...they ran...and ran!!!"

Boom! A circle of blood-colored yin energy suddenly exploded from Quan Jinghao's body and filled the entire room.

There was a sound of gurgling water coming from all directions.

Special ostentatious?

Qin Ye was a little surprised. He hadn't looked at the other party carefully, but he didn't expect that the other party was still a special ghost standing and impermanent.

"At that time, I was only eleven years old." Quan Jinghao licked his lips and sneered: "My classmates and I...sank in the still cold sea water. We called for help, and we screamed. But no one cares about us..."

"The military does not have one, the shipping company does not have one, and there is no crew! I watched... the students sink, and the students are submerged in the water..."

He sighed: "Until me."

"I still remember the taste of the sea water. It is salty, bitter, and cold."

His body was trembling, not sure whether it was fear or anger.

The room was very quiet. Wang Chenghao opened his mouth and closed it, saying nothing. Oda Nobuta also looked at the other person deeply.

Any resentful spirit has its own obsession during his lifetime.

Qin Ye didn't speak because... this matter has a great international impact! The reason behind this matter is not that simple at all!

First of all, all relevant departments, including the then President Ms. Park, said: they were already saving.

However, while saying this, no ship went to the sea, and all civil rescue organizations were squeezed out.

All 400 students... were trapped on the tilted cruise ship for several hours, staring at the vast sea without any ships to rescue them!

The feeling of despair, loneliness, abandonment... is simply unimaginable.

Secondly, under pressure to launch rescue and with the still survivors, President Ms. Park has begun to talk about the aftermath and refuses to talk about the rescue. At the same time, he refuses to announce the number of rescues.

Finally... it's the most terrifying.

In addition to students, there were also crew members on this ship, but 99% of the crew members on the ship... were finally positioned as... alternative Catholics!

To put it bluntly, a cult.

This is not a wreck, but a sacrifice!

It is a sacrifice to contact the government!

Someone... has a lot of hands and eyes in it!

At that time, many people thought it was a rumor.

It was not until the following year that the Shiyue ship company "Chinghai Town Sea Freight" company, the captain of Seyue, was sentenced to death for murder, and was sentenced to first mate Jiang, second mate Jin, and engineer Park, life imprisonment, and the remaining crew members were sentenced to 15 to 30 years in prison. This completely detonated society!

Why murder?

Thinking about it carefully is extremely scary.

Yu Bingyan, president of the "Qinghai Town Sea Transportation" company, was born in Kyoto in 1941. As early as 1987, he was sentenced to four years in prison for a collective suicide of 32 believers.

He is unaware of this incident? Unawareness may cause 99% of cultists to board the ship? It just happens to be the same sect as him?

Qin Ye felt cold in his body, and he suddenly realized that the 99% possibility was that Seyue... was written by the Tsar!

But what made him even more cold was...who is in it?

There are absolutely very few Koreans who can do this, and Lee Jung-sook... happens to be a few of them.

According to Kwon Jinghao, within seven days, Li Zhenshu arrived at the Sejou site! At the same time, the Russian underworld had contacted Li Zhenshu more than ten years ago.

The biggest benefit of contacting Lee Jung-sook...isn't it just walking sideways in South Korea?

Isn’t it just that everything is suppressed?

The energy that can suppress this matter only broke out a year later is really scary! And... if it was really a script of the God of Death, according to the Russian underworld's attention and perseverance, she... must have participated!

"Huh..." He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows. If...if Li Zhenshu really manipulated this matter, then... he and her were definitely not "destined."

He wouldn't even look for him.

This... exceeded his bottom line.

More than 400 ignorant students... The oldest was only fifteen years old, and the youngest was eight or nine years old, and was ruined by the cold sea. He believed that even if he had firmly settled in the position of King of Hell, he would not be able to take such a ruthless move.

"If it is true... Liu Yu... the position of founding emperor you tried every means to come... How much innocent blood has you been stained with? And this... is just one of the three plans for the Death script..."

He sighed, opened his eyes and looked at Quan Jinghao: "When did Li Zhenshu come? What did he do?"

"She came on April 23, I can't remember it wrong!"

"The first seven." Oda Nobuta suddenly spoke: "Returning to the Soul Night."

Quan Jinghao pursed his lips: "But... I think... it shouldn't be her... Otherwise, I'd be with her for so many years, even if she was destroyed, I would still avenge myself!"

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows: "Continue."

Quan Jinghao nodded: "At that time, she came by a helicopter and got on the boat with another man. I remember... they had a fierce quarrel, and even... Miss Li took out a gun and pointed it at each other and pulled the trigger."

"But... the other party is not dead!"

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Interested friends can check the truth about Segoyle, it's really... so cruel...

Political, business, sect... I don’t know how many senior leaders are involved in it, how can they do it?
Chapter completed!