Pour a glass of wine for Song Yi. Sun Cheng looked at the man who had become silent again and leaned on the left and stopped talking on the sofa.

Although he had felt that it was even more difficult to find Song Yi’s sister again than climbing to the sky.

After all, even Lu Guofu is probably just a small person in the criminal industry chain of international human trafficking.

It is very likely that even he himself didn't know that the women who were just goods in his eyes were sold to a corner of South America.

No one can even be sure whether those women who are illegally sold will still be subject to secondary trafficking after they arrive in South America.

This is also the reason why Sun Cheng just promised Song Yi that he would help him kill Lu Guofu instead of finding his sister.

Killing a future godfather of Tangbu, the Great Apple City, is indeed not an easy task for him now, but it is undoubtedly much easier than his previous trip to New Orleans.

But it was so difficult to find Song Yi's sister Song Qian in the vast crowd.

But even so, Sun Cheng would not have thought that Song Yi's sister was dead.

Seeing Song Yi finishing a glass of whiskey of a height, he picked up the wine glass and added another glass to Song Yi.

After thinking about it, he still followed Song Yi, who had been silent after being invited into the house by himself.

"How do you make sure your sister is dead?"

Song Yi picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank it all.

Hearing this, he looked up at Sun Cheng, his face was already drunk.

"I... I started investigating her situation since my sister lost contact... Later, I investigated that she was taken away by a professional human trafficking organization... After continuing to investigate, I finally found out that she was sent to Big Apple City and fell into the hands of Lu Guofu..."

Song Yi did not mention how he knew this.

But Sun Cheng was able to read out the efforts and determination that his brother had made after losing his sister from just a few words.

His eyes flashed invisibly on Song Yi's hands, and Sun Cheng knew in his heart that there was probably blood on Song Yi's hands.

After putting down the wine glass, Song Yi pressed his hand on his forehead, and his voice became much deeper, as if he was murmuring: "I investigated Hongrentang and Lu Guofu... I installed surveillance equipment at a dock where they often smuggled, and then accidentally photographed one day. When they were selling a group of smuggled women, they killed several women who tried to resist and threw them into the Hudson River..."

"At that time, I suddenly had a very bad idea... I know my sister's personality best. Although she looks soft and weak, she is also very independent..."

"Then I investigated the nameless female corpse found in the waters of several counties in New Jersey next to me from the day after my sister lost contact..."

"...I have to investigate every time I find one, and even do DNA identification..."

"Finally one day... the DNA information I provided was consistent with the DNA information of a female corpse who drowned after being shot..."

A low sob sounded in the living room.

Sun Cheng silently lit a cigarette for himself. He was not a sentimental person, but he was not a ruthless person.

He didn't know what Song Yi felt when he heard the police's DNA comparison and confirmed that the nameless female corpse who drowned after being shot was his sister.

Regret is certain. If Song Yi hadn't invited his sister to smuggle in the United States to develop, there wouldn't be such a tragedy.

Despair and sadness are naturally indispensable, because people still have hope when they live, but the successful DNA information comparison means that even one in a billionth of the possibility of finding their sister is gone.

Since then, Song Yi must have lived in pain, regret and hatred.

He must have never forgotten to take revenge, but he had to try to suppress the anger and hatred in his heart in the face of the gap between strength and power, and wait for a chance to take revenge.

After taking another puff of cigarette, Sun Cheng looked at the void in front of him and spit out a long list of round smoke rings.

He had already made up his mind while breathing in the air, the choking smell of tobacco.

"Okay... don't go back tonight, rest here..."

After patting Song Yi on the shoulder, Sun Cheng got up and walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of milk, poured a cup, heated a little slightly in the microwave, and brought it over and placed it next to Song Yi.

"Drink a glass of milk and go and take a shower and go to bed!"

"Um!"

Song Yi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. The man didn't cry easily, but he was not sad.

But after crying, the cruel reality that should be faced still has to be faced.

After all, enemies will not be cut off from the world just because of Song Yi's crying.

He picked up the milk, Song Yi poured it down in one gulp, and after drinking it, he took the cup and the wine glass to the kitchen to clean it, and then put it away.

"I'll go take a shower first and have a rest!"

"Go!"

Song Yi took a few minutes, took a shower, and then went to the auxiliary bedroom to rest.

He had been to Sun Cheng's residence several times before, and stayed overnight, knowing where to sleep.

Looking at the closed door of the secondary bedroom, Sun Cheng sat on the sofa in the living room and silently finished smoking the third cigarette lit in his hand.

Then, after sitting quietly on the sofa with his eyes closed, he suddenly stood up, grabbed the void in his hand, and soon a makeup bag appeared.

Sun Cheng took it and walked straight to the bathroom, and worked hard in the bathroom. After about ten minutes, he opened the door and walked out from it.

And when he came out, his face was no longer what it was before.

After taking a mask and putting it on his face, Sun Cheng quietly left [Rice Field Apartment] with it.

Tonight, he will try to help Song Yi solve Lu Guofu.

Song Yi wanted to take revenge with his own hands, although it added a lot of difficulty to Sun Cheng, it should still be within his acceptance range.

After a night of killing in New Orleans, coupled with the decisive attack on the Gospel Church in Los Angeles not long ago.

After that, Sun Cheng vaguely felt that some changes seemed to have occurred on his body, which was indescribable, but it was like a lock, and an invisible lock was broken free by him.

In the past, when he encountered some goals that might threaten his, his first reaction was to reduce his presence, find a way out, and ensure that he evacuated safely.

But now, the first reaction in Sun Cheng's mind was to draw the gun, pull the trigger, solve the target, and destroy the traces of destruction to ensure his safety.

Even himself cannot say whether the psychological changes are good or bad now.

But there is one thing that Sun Cheng is very sure of!
Chapter completed!