Facing everyone's expectant gaze, Wang Xizhi said: "Forget it, I won't say it."

He was immediately grabbed and beaten by Su Yan. He dared to keep his words in a silence, but he didn't want to live anymore?

"Okay, I'll say, have you read Journey to the West?" Wang Xizhi asked another question. This is a question, because it is impossible that anyone has not read Journey to the West. "There is an episode in Journey to the West. Four masters and apprentices traveled west to Wuji Kingdom..."

This allusion is familiar to everyone and suddenly becomes silent.

The king of Wuji Kingdom was replaced by a green-haired lion spirit and his true body fell into a well and drowned. If it weren't for Tang Monk's disciple, this unjust case would have never been resolved.

"Our real father was already dead when he officially changed his name to Wang Haikun." Wang Xizhi said, "Think about it, Liu Kunlun and Wang Haikun are nominally the same person, but their styles are very different. Is this the case?"

Everyone continued to remain silent and fell into thought.

Muzitag is a child without a father. What I hope most since childhood is to have a father, but in fact, Chunjiu and their father are always vague. This is the biggest confusion between the two children. It seems that they have got the answer today.

The one who is most interested in Wang Haikun is Su Yan. This is a kind of relationship that transcends the relationship between her stepfather and her daughter. It is precisely because of this that her research on her stepfather is the most thorough. The Internet has memory, and the deletion issued by administrative orders can only be controlled within a certain range. Some of the history about Wang Haikun is still retained on the Internet, and the information on the dark web is even more complete. Su Yan pays to purchase it for free, copy it all and store it in her own personal cloud space.

At this moment, Su Yan silently took out her mobile phone, connected to the D projector at home, and sent her inventory to the virtual screen, including text, images and short videos.

Everyone looked quietly. Liu Kunlun in the information and Wang Haikun are really two completely different people. Liu Kunlun's life is full of legendary colors, love, hate, love, ups and downs, his life experience has been ups and downs, he has killed people, been in prison, and even disabled for a period of time. When he was officially renamed Wang Haikun, he became stable and lifeless, disappearing from the public's sight, of course, just disappearing from the eyes of ordinary public, and Wang Haikun is still prosperous in the circle of powerful people.

Especially in terms of personal feelings, Liu Kunlun is a typical flower-stricken prodigal son who kills thousands of people, while Wang Haikun's personal love life is extremely low-key, and no paparazzi can photograph his lover.

This is clearly two people, no matter how dull it is, you can see it, but this is a look back from the perspective of twenty years later, and from the position at that time, the gradient of boiling a frog like a boiled frog in warm water will only make people around you feel that this person is a prodigal son turns back.

The sister's information confirmed Wang Xizhi's opinion. He took a deep breath and expressed his own conclusion: "Our father is Liu Kunlun, not Wang Haikun."

"Who is Wang Haikun and who is Kunlun?" Muzitag asked in unison.

"Wang Haikun is an impostor. He killed our father. Kunlun is an Avenger. He is a character similar to Sun Wukong. He is here to avenge us." Wang Xizhi nodded solemnly, "It must be."

"I always feel that he has something to do with us in terms of blood, and he is our relative." Muzi said thoughtfully.

"If you have anything to guess, just ask him directly. If you can't ask, just pull a piece of his hair for genetic identification." Tagg said indifferently.

...

Liu Kunlun went to accompany Chunlei as soon as he had time. Chunlei's ALS has reached its late stage and has lost its language function. The two of them looked at each other in the ward and enjoyed the quiet time. Suddenly, the knock on the door came, and the door opened, and the two children standing outside were Muzitag.

"We have something to tell you," said Tagg.

"I'll go talk to the children, and come when I go." Liu Kunlun said to Chunjiu.

Muzi felt it was very strange. If Kunlun was Sun Wukong, why did his mother look at him with deep affection?

In the hospital corridor, four children surrounded Kunlun and explored the truth.

"We already know the truth, Wang Haikun occupies the magpie's nest." Wang Xizhi said.

Liu Kunlun was shocked. The young people are so powerful nowadays, and they have analyzed this.

"He is a green-haired lion spirit. Our real father Liu Kunlun was killed by him. He occupied this identity. He is fake. We want to expose him." Wang Xizhi paused, "I need your help, but you have to tell us who you are."

Liu Kunlun really wanted to say that I was Liu Kunlun, but I felt it was still the time. I smiled and waved my hand: "If he said he was a green-haired lion, then I was..."

Everyone thought they would hear the three words Sun Wukong, but they heard "Nezha."

Suddenly, Liu Kunlun felt his scalp itchy. He looked back and saw Su Yan saying, "It's okay, I'll pull out a white hair for you."

In order to divert his attention, Wang Xizhi promptly sent out a message, the little brother he saw in Switzerland who looked exactly like him.

Liu Kunlun was like a treasure. It seemed that Hong Kong was going to be there. There were so many clues to investigate. Liang Weihan and Ji Yufan came from the same orphanage. What are their similarities and differences with ordinary people? Where is Lu Zhenyu's grandfather Fei Tian coming and going? How did he travel through time and change history? These mysteries seem to have some connection with the three lives of Wang Haikun, Wang Huayun, Wang Jian.

At the same time, Wang Haikun, who was in Switzerland, was furious. He poured his anger on Ma Junjian, the chief steward who did not strictly follow the instructions, but he only scolded him and did not order him to capture Wang Xizhi back.

After Ma Junjian was reprimanded, Wang Haikun met another person. The two passed by each other in a hurry, and Ma Junjian did not see the face clearly.

...

Su Yan took a piece of Liu Kunlun's hair to compare genes with everyone, but the sample was returned after being sent to the forensic center, saying that the sample was invalid and this was not human hair.

Is Kunlun not a human? This news surprised the children. Could it be that Kunlun is a monster? When it comes to what he said about Nezha, it seems to have a deep meaning.

At this time, Liu Kunlun had arrived in Hong Kong with his team. He was a famous cultural celebrity in the cultural circle. Hong Kong celebrities were proud to be able to invite Kunlun directors to have a meal. With these big shots, many things were very convenient to do, such as interviewing senior police officers from the Hong Kong Police Department.

Liu Kunlun plans to interview an old friend as a director. He was an intern in the intelligence department of the police headquarters and has now been upgraded to a senior constitutional committee-level official. She is Li Shengnan, assistant director of the Hong Kong Police Department, and is currently the head of the information system department.

In Hong Kong, No. 1 Junyi Factory Street, Wan Chai, police headquarters building, Liu Kunlun passed the security check door and went upstairs after registering at the front desk. The elevator went straight to the upper floor. With a ding dong, the elevator door opened. Standing at the door was a senior female police officer in a light blue uniform. She had crossed scepters on her shoulders, shiny patent leather armed with heaven and earth threads, and rolled up her sleeves, making her capable and neat.

"Welcome to Director Kunlun, I am your fan." Li Shengnan's assistant director was handsome and reached out to shake hands with Liu Kunlun, led him to the reception room, and asked his men to pour coffee. Liu Kunlun looked down at the view outside the window and said, "Hong Kong has not changed much."

"Are you familiar with Hong Kong?" Li Shengnan's face remained unchanged, but the collagen was much lower than that year.

"A long time ago, a girl and I sat on the No. 1 elevator platform of Safe Harbor for half an evening," said Liu Kunlun.

Li Shengnan's movements froze.

"She lied to me that she was a female young and dandy, but in fact she was a policeman." Liu Kunlun continued, "She approached me in order to investigate a case, and later, she was killed because of this case."

When his subordinates brought coffee in, Li Shengnan took it and whispered to not disturb him if he was fine. Then he delivered a cup of coffee to Liu Kunlun and smiled and said, "Is this your next drama?"

"You know what I'm talking about." Liu Kunlun took out his cell phone and called out a photo, "I want to find someone, you can help."

On the screen is a male schoolchild of eleven or two years old.

"Just find someone and just call 999." Li Shengnan's smile was already on guard, "Mr. Kunlun, who are you?"

"There are many secrets in this world, don't you want to know?"

"I just want to know who you are?"

"Don't you want to avenge the Canadian Mounted Alert?"

Li Shengnan's smile froze. The person in front of him had investigated him and had a terrible idea to attack the senior executives of the Hong Kong police. What kind of courage did this person eat?

But then again, why Zhuoni was killed, what background did Shura get, why Wang Xijue hides his name and still dare not show up. All of this confuses Li Shengnan like a nightmare, and has not changed for twenty years.

Although she is already a senior police officer, she knows very well that she is still far from the real high-level circle, which is the circle of the Chief Executive, the Finance Director and the Security Secretary.

Li Shengnan is still unmarried, and she devotes her whole life to her career. Compared with those politicians, she is a simple person, a real policeman, and a female policeman with a strong curiosity. Suddenly someone came to answer questions and she couldn't ask for it.

"Okay, I'll check it for you." Li Shengnan took Liu Kunlun to his office and checked someone through photos. It was not realistic twenty years ago, but it was the most common technology at present, and even low-level police officers had this authority.

After entering the photo, the information on the computer was that Wang Xiheng, a Chinese student from Hong Kong, lives in a unit in Repulse Bay, studied in a very famous elementary school, and her mother was a designer, but her income did not seem to support such a living standard. In Hong Kong, where every inch of land is valuable, she actually has a car.

"Is there anything wrong?" Li Shengnan asked.

"Actually, the photo I gave you is another person. His name is Wang Xizhi, and he is Wang Haikun's son. Wang Xiheng is five years younger than Wang Xizhi, and is nominally his younger brother." Liu Kunlun said.

"Wang Haikun's son..." Li Shengnan suddenly realized that no wonder he was so familiar with the Wang family, the descendants of the Xi generation, and Wang Xijue belonged to the cousins ​​of the Yuan Dynasty.

But half-brothers should not look so cool.
Chapter completed!