Chapter Seventy-Four: The Empty Urn (Part I)
The convertible car was driving quickly on the street, and in that car, Gu Nanzheng and Mu Qingyu had already switched places with each other, the former sitting in the co-pilot, and the latter driving.
Originally, Gu Nanzheng was driving, but when Mu Qingyu saw that his head was like a chicken pecking rice, she knew that he was sleepy, and immediately asked him to stop the car and let her drive.
Gu Nanzheng was very tired and didn't refuse, but he sat in the co-pilot, but he didn't feel sleepy.
"Light rain, can you accompany me to a place?"
Mu Qingyu nodded and responded, "Yes." β
Gu Nanzheng began to show the way, and Mu Qingyu quickly turned the steering wheel in the direction he pointed, and the speed of the convertible increased, and it flashed away on the street.
Gu Nanzheng pointed out the direction, and at the same time, his face became more and more gloomy.
What he was going to find was the retired CEO of K. Wah Group, Yang Wenzhong.
This man is inextricably linked to the death of his parents.
He must find him and ask him about everything.
Gu Nanzheng's eyes even had a hint of murderous intent, and now it was difficult for him to guarantee that he would control himself and not kill him after seeing Yang Wenzhong.
Mu Qingyu was also aware of the killing intent emanating from his body, and the whole person was also a little frightened, after all, they had known each other for a while, and it was the first time he had seen this kind of killing intent erupt from him.
"Nan Zheng, can I ask you the purpose of going to that place? Mu Qingyu said cautiously.
Gu Nanzheng didn't hide it from her, and told him everything related to his parents.
Mu Qingyu also understood, no wonder Gu Nanzheng asked her to help him check Yang Wenzhong's information before.
Looking at Gu Nanzheng's appearance, Mu Qingyu felt very uncomfortable.
She lost her mother since she was a child, and she didn't get her father's love, she originally thought that she was miserable enough, but Gu Nanzheng was even worse than her.
Soon after birth, Mom and Dad were killed, and this kind of thing would collapse on anyone.
"Nan Zheng, I will find out the truth with you, and give my uncle and aunt justice. β
Gu Nanzheng leaned his head on the passenger seat, closed his eyes in pain, and slowly clenched his fist on his knee.
He can't wait to see Yang Wenzhong in the next second now, and ask everything in person.
Mu Qingyu also knew that he was in a hurry, and the speed of the car couldn't help but increase a few points.
Mu Group, Mu Bei opened the door of his office, and then sat on the office chair.
He believed that his daughter would be able to convince Gu Nanzheng.
Thinking of the imminent rise of the Mu Group, his mood is not to mention how happy he is.
"But why does that kid look a little familiar?" Mu Bei muttered to himself.
From the first time he saw Gu Nanzheng, he had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere.
It's just that in his impression, he doesn't seem to have met the latter.
"Don't think about those, look at the light rain where they are. Mu Bei opened the computer in front of his desk, clicked into the positioning system, and looked at the screen in front of him with a focused expression.
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But at this glance, his brow furrowed.
He noticed the direction where Mu Qingyu was going, and his heart couldn't help but set off a stormy wave, and even the palm of the mouse was trembling slightly.
But in the end, he was patient, and after Mu Qingyu didn't move at all, he stood up violently as if he had determined something.
He said how to look at Gu Nanzheng so familiar, it turned out that he was that person's son!
He guessed in his heart that this Gu Nanzheng should have known about these things and was starting to investigate.
Mu Bei anxiously walked back and forth, and finally shouted: "Someone." β
A man in a suit walked in outside the door, bowed his head respectfully and said, "What do you have to say from Mr. Mu?"
This man's name is Ye Qing, he is Mu Bei's confidant, he has followed him for more than ten years, and he is extremely trusted by Mu Bei.
At the same time, he is also a retired special forces, although he is not a monk, but his combat power is also a fierce man.
Mu Bei stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Ye Qing, the previous incident, I'm afraid it will be exposed." β
Ye Qing raised his head and said, "Mr. Mu, what do you need to do?"
Mu Bei returned to his seat, casually faced the computer on the table to him, and ordered: "Twenty brothers from the group, led by you personally to this place, remember, avoid monitoring, and start cleanly." β
Ye Qing remembered the location displayed on the computer, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.
As the rain continued to accelerate, the convertible finally stopped in front of a luxury apartment after several hours of driving.
Gu Nanzheng and Mu Qingyu got out of the car at the same time and stood in front of this apartment.
Gu Nanzheng inquired about this address for a long time, and finally got it, and the two of them did not hesitate, and directly stepped forward and reached out to ring the doorbell.
After a long time, the door opened, and a yellow-haired young man poked his head out, first looked at the two of them suspiciously, and then asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"
Gu Nanzheng just wanted to speak, but Mu Qingyu was afraid that he would be too impulsive, so he directly rushed in front of him and said, "Hello, we want to meet Mr. Yang Wenzhong." β
"I'm sorry, please go back. To their surprise, as soon as the yellow-haired young man heard that they were looking for Yang Wenzhong, he immediately closed the door.
Gu Nanzheng's eyes were quick, and he slapped his palm on the door.
Suddenly, no matter how hard the yellow-haired boy tried, the door could not be closed.
"If we don't see Mr. Yang Wenzhong today, we won't leave. Gu Nanzheng softened his tone and said.
The yellow-haired boy looked at this guy like a practitioner, and in the end he could only open the door, and then spread his hands and said, "What are you looking for my father? My father has passed away." β
This news can be described as a sudden bomb, and Gu Nanzheng's head was stunned, and his face was full of disbelief.
Mu Qingyu stretched out her hand to pull him back and said, "I don't know what you call it?"
The yellow-haired young man shook his hair and said, "Just call me Yang Shaotian." β
Mu Qingyu said: "You just said that your father died, when?"
Yang Shaotian replied without thinking about it: "Three years ago." β
"Can we go in and sit?" Mu Qingyu asked again.
Yang Shaotian did not refuse this time, and opened the door to welcome them in.
"Speaking of which, my dad died strangely, because the drunk driver accidentally drove the car into the river and drowned. Yang Shaotian walked towards the hall with them while telling the cause of his father's death.
Mu Qingyu whispered to Gu Nanzheng and asked, "Is this suicide or homicide?"
Gu Nanzheng shook his head, saying that he didn't know either.
If you really want to talk about it, it doesn't matter whether it's suicide or homicide.
God is still fair after all, good is rewarded, evil is rewarded. The bad things you have done, you will have to pay the price one day.
It's just that he regrets in his heart that he finally found someone who can know the truth about the murder of his parents, but he is no longer alive.
The three of them made their way to the hall and finally sat down on the couch, with an old servant next to him bringing the tea.
Strangely enough, the old servant was clearly a man, but his hair was as long as a woman's, and even covered half of his cheek.
Sensing that Gu Nanzheng was looking at him, the old maid immediately retreated after putting down the tea.
Yang Shaotian smiled and motioned for them to invite first, then put his right foot on his left foot and said, "The two of you came to find my father, there must be something, right?"
Mu Qingyu saw that Gu Nanzheng was beside her without saying a word, so she said with a smile: "Originally, there was something, but since Mr. Yang is gone, then forget it." β
Yang Shaotian smiled lightly and stretched out his hand.
"In that case, let the two of them take care of themselves. β
Mu Qingyu knew that the other party was giving an eviction order, so she immediately stretched out her hand and pulled Gu Nanzheng to leave.
Gu Nanzheng opened his mouth at this time and said, "Dare to ask Mr. Yang if he is cremated?"
Yang Shaotian was a little puzzled by his question, but he still smiled politely: "Naturally." β
"Where are you buried?" Gu Nanzheng then asked.
Yang Shaotian said unhurriedly: "Of course it's Jiangchuan City Cemetery." β
Gu Nanzheng stared at him tightly, as if he wanted to see him through.
"Then please take us to see it. β
Yang Shaotian's face sank, and he slowly stood up from the sofa.
"What do you mean?"
Gu Nanzheng grinned and said, "I don't believe it, I'm going to take a look for myself." β
Yang Shaotian finally couldn't help it, and directly scolded angrily: "Presumptuous, what do you think you are? Why did you see my father?"
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'll call the police!"
Gu Nanzheng pulled Mu Qingyu to sit down on the sofa, his palm stretched out, and the spiritual power condensed in his palm, and finally turned into a blade of light.
Gu Nanzheng blew lightly, and the light blade flew out, directly cutting the TV in the room in half.
Yang Shaotian's pupils widened, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva tremblingly.
This...... Is this making a martial arts movie?
Where did such a powerful character come from?
Gu Nanzheng looked up at him and said with a smile: "You can call the police, but I am sure enough to cut off your hands the moment you stretch out your hand and take out your mobile phone to call the police." β
Yang Shaotian's face was pale, and he sat on the sofa.
Gu Nanzheng smiled at him and waved his hand.
"Please lead the way. β
Yang Shaotian sighed, reluctantly got up from the sofa, and then led the way in front.
Gu Nanzheng and Mu Qingyu also followed.
No sooner had the three of them left the apartment than the old servant had come out.
After making sure that the other party had really left, he let out a long breath.
He is naturally Yang Wenzhong, as for why he pretended to be a servant at home, it was because since the incident back then, he had been faintly uneasy in his heart, and he was afraid that someone would kill him.
That's why he came up with such a way to hide his identity.
The reason why he didn't reveal his identity was because he didn't know if the two people just now were here to kill him.
At the moment of life and death, he didn't dare to be sloppy.