Jiang Wang could probably guess what happened next: "Nighthawk is not a talkative person, they chose the wrong path."

"That's right." Mr. Jiang was leaning on a crutch, feeling sad, "In the end, Nighthawk took advantage of the black, and after getting the confidential documents, he ordered the two of them to be buried alive."

Mr. Jiang patted the back of Jiang Huang's hand, and comforted him:

"Grandpa knows that you have been busy all these years in order to find the murderer. Now that the murderer is dead, you should let it go."

Although Jiang Zhuan had a cold personality when he was a child, he was also a polite little gentleman. Although he didn't want to pay attention to people and things he didn't like, he would answer a few words out of upbringing.

It's not like it is now, it's cold and there is no smoke and fire in the world...

Thinking of this, Mr. Jiang sighed heavily.

In the past, it was not that no one could mobilize Jiang Lu's emotions, but it's a pity that the child...

Alas, blessings come with misfortunes, misfortunes and blessings depend on them, everything is predestined by heaven, and there is no one to help...

Jiang Lu: "Nighthawk is still using the results of mother's research and development to create a new type of drug with higher purity."

Mother Jiang is a top biochemist in China, and the R\u0026D team under her is all doctoral supervisors with the least experience. As the team leader, she is a figure standing on the top of the pyramid.

Until she developed a new type of chemical reaction and was targeted by the drug cartel.

The most important thing about the drug is the purity, the same weight, but different purity, the price will directly increase by five times.

And the new chemical reaction developed by Jiangmu can just solve the problem of low purity...

Mr. Jiang knew what he was up to, so he woke him up:

"The relationship network behind Nighthawk is intricate, and most of his subordinates are outlaws. This network has been connected for half a century, and it is not something you can interfere with and destroy."

Nighthawk was able to get to this position and escaped many arrests. It was obvious that there was someone behind the tip. Although he didn't know who the person behind it was, he was sure that his status was not low...

Their Jiang family has been miserable enough these years, he only has one grandson, Jiang Lu, and he doesn't want to involve him too.

Jiang Lu lowered his eyes, suppressing all the emotions in his eyes:

"Got it, grandpa."

After seeing off the old man, Jiang Huang slowly stood up and took out a newspaper from the bookshelf.

The pages of the book are slightly yellowed, obviously some age, and the curled corners show that the owner of the book has read it a lot.

A page of paper was folded.

Jiang Wan slowly opened it, revealing a few lines of characters——

"If everyone is a small planet, the dead relatives and friends are the dark matter around. I wish to see you again, I know I will never see you again. But your gravity is still there. I am grateful that our light cones once overlapped each other, And you changed my star path forever. Even if we can never see each other again, you are still the reason why my galaxy has not fallen apart, and you are the eternal composition of my cosmic web."

Dark matter, dark matter.

Jiang Lu stretched out his hand, and his fair and slender five fingers stroked the yellowed font, with a hint of tenderness.

"Did you hear, the bad guy is dead."

"It turns out...it's already dead..."

But you will never come back.

He lowered his head, and the broken hair on his forehead blocked the emotions in his eyes. He sat at the table with his shoulders bent, his back bent, and his voice hoarse.

"Are you also looking at me, like dark matter guarding a small planet..."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were wet. Beside the computer desk was a group photo of a family of three.

"In my mind, you are still the same as twelve years ago, as young, as fresh, and as immortal."

"I hope that the way I am now will not disappoint you, Dad, Mom."

The idea of ​​dark matter is taken from "Science Squirrel Club", a romantic and sad interpretation.

When I saw this passage for the first time, a relative just passed away. When I saw this passage in the middle of the night, tears fell down. The universe is really too romantic. Billions of stars shine in the sky, witnessing the rise of ancient civilizations, the advancement of human civilization, and the endless flow of the mother river, and then watching everything decline or prosper in turn. Alternating life and death, coming and going, billions of stars are always a group of witnesses who can't speak.

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