Chapter Seventy-Five: The Empty Urn (Part II)

Yang Wenzhong was glad that his son was still smart, and he actually fooled those two people away.

Now that these two people can find here, no matter what their purpose is, Yang Wenzhong knows about the previous incident, but he is afraid that he will not be able to hide it.

He's got to get out of here!

Yang Wenzhong hurriedly walked into the room, holding a backpack to organize things, and when he walked out of the door with a backpack, he suddenly found a man sitting on the sofa in the hall.

At that gate, there were still more than twenty well-trained men.

The person on the sofa is naturally Ye Qing, who is lying on the sofa leisurely at the moment, smoking a cigarette lightly.

The backpack in Yang Wenzhong's hand fell off the ground.

The person in front of him was no stranger to him, it was Mu Bei's henchman Ye Qing.

"Mr. Yang, I haven't seen you for many years, how are you doing?" Ye Qing asked with a smile after smoking a cigarette butt on the ground and stepping on it.

Although Yang Wenzhong was afraid in his heart, he still tried to force himself to remain calm, and said with a reluctant smile: "It's good, it's good, what about Mr. Mu, how is he doing lately?"

Ye Qing replied, "Mr. Mu has not had a good time recently. ”

"Why?" Yang Wenzhong asked.

Ye Qing's sharp gaze suddenly stared at him, and he took out a pistol from his suit.

"You say, you are alive, how can Mr. Mu live well?"

Yang Wenzhong swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in horror: "What is this for? Didn't Mr. Mu promise me that he wouldn't embarrass me?"

Ye Qing nodded to himself, and then loaded the pistol.

"It stands to reason that Mu will never embarrass you, after all, you did a great favor to Mr. Mu, but if you want to blame, blame someone for discovering this matter and have already started to investigate, for the sake of safety, I can only wronged you. ”

Yang Wenzhong's heart was turbulent, and he naturally knew that the person he was talking about investigating was naturally the two people before.

Ye Qing raised his pistol, and the muzzle of the gun locked on Yang Wenzhong.

"Goodbye. ”

Yang Wenzhong's face changed, and he subconsciously wanted to run to the room.

It's just that the gunshots rang out suddenly before he could make a move.

Under the leadership of Yang Shaotian, Gu Nanzheng and Mu Qingyu finally rushed to Jiangchuan Cemetery, and under Yang Shaotian's identification, they stopped in front of a tombstone.

"That's my dad. Yang Shaotian explained.

Gu Nanzheng gestured to Mu Qingyu with his eyes, and the latter immediately understood the meaning, and stretched out his hand to pull Yang Shaotian to stand away.

Gu Nanzheng stretched out his palm, and there was spiritual power condensed in his palm, and a huge suction force gushed out, only to see that the ground behind the tombstone suddenly loosened, and then an urn flew out of the soil and headed towards Gu Nanzheng.

Yang Shaotian shouted hoarsely on the side: "Stop, don't disturb my father!"

Because he was strong, Mu Qingyu couldn't hold him, and after Yang Shaotian broke free, he rushed towards Gu Nanzheng desperately.

Gu Nanzheng waved his hand expressionlessly, and a violent wind was set off in front of him, sending Yang Shaotian's entire person flying.

Gu Nanzheng no longer hesitated, and reached out to open the urn.

Mu Qingyu also stepped forward to watch.

It's just that to their surprise, the urn is empty, and there are no ashes.

Only then did the two realize that they had been deceived.

Gu Nanzheng threw the urn on the ground in anger, stepped forward and grabbed Yang Shaotian's collar with both hands, and said, "Why did you lie to me? Where is Yang Wenzhong?"

Yang Shaotian clenched his teeth and didn't say a word.

Gu Nanzheng naturally couldn't embarrass him, he remembered the old maid who made tea for them in the living room before.

As if he had determined something, Gu Nanzheng hurriedly ran in the direction he came.

"Light rain, keep up!"

Mu Qingyu also followed without hesitation.

And Yang Shaotian also struggled to get up from the ground, not daring to procrastinate, and quickly followed.

Gu Nanzheng was the fastest, the first to arrive at the apartment, looking at the open door, he screamed in his heart that it was not good, and rushed in.

In the living room, there was bloodstains, both on the walls and on the floor.

The old servant they had seen before was now lying on the ground, shot six times in succession, each shot almost straight to the point, as if the murderer wanted to make sure he died.

Holding on to the last ray of hope, Gu Nanzheng stepped forward and touched his snort, and finally shook his head.

It's still being preempted.

Someone took a step ahead of him and killed Yang Wenzhong.

As for that person, there is no doubt that he was the real murderer of his parents.

Mu Qingyu and Yang Shaotian ran in panting, the latter looked at the old servant lying on the ground, his eyes were almost red, he walked forward with trembling steps, and finally knelt down directly, his expression was full of pain.

"Dad....... ”

He sobbed quietly, his angry fist slamming into the floor.

Only then did Mu Qingyu know that the old maid before was Yang Wenzhong.

It turned out that the person they had been looking for was right in front of them.

But they didn't see it, but let the real murderer take the lead.

Gu Nanzheng sighed, feeling very sorry in his heart.

If this Yang Wenzhong had revealed his identity from the beginning, maybe he would not have had this fate.

At the same time, he also had more and more headaches.

The only one who knew the situation was gone.

What's next for him to investigate?

"Nan Zheng, what now?" Mu Qingyu said with a troubled expression.

At this point, it's really tricky.

Gu Nanzheng couldn't think of a good way, shook his head and sighed and was about to take her away.

But at this moment, the grief-stricken Yang Shaotian suddenly stopped them.

"Two, please stay. ”

Gu Nanzheng and Mu Qingyu turned their heads together.

Yang Shaotian sorted out his emotions and asked as if uncertain: "Although I don't know what my father knows, but being able to attract the murderer to kill him is enough to show that the incident is not small." I want to ask you, if I give you valid clues, can you help my dad get revenge?"

Gu Nanzheng was originally desperate, but when he heard this, a flame of hope ignited in his heart again, and he excitedly stepped forward to grab his shoulders and said, "I promise you, I will." ”

Yang Shaotian wiped away his tears, turned around and entered his room.

Gu Nanzheng and Mu Qingyu also walked in.

Yang Shaotian first moved the bed in his room, and then lifted the wooden board under the bed, revealing a delicate box placed inside.

Gu Nanzheng and the others were also a little surprised, because this kind of thing could be hidden so deeply, which showed its importance.

Yang Shaotian took out a photo album from the box and held it in his arms with nostalgia.

"This is my dad's photo album, my dad liked to take pictures when he was alive, which recorded the bits and pieces of his childhood to adulthood, and my dad also told me to hide this album, and one day when he is gone, I will take it out. ”

When Gu Nanzheng and Mu Qingyu heard this, they sighed in their hearts that it was no wonder that Yang Wenzhong was able to create Jiahua Group, it turned out that there were really two brushes, and they had already known that they would be wiped out one day, so they prepared this in advance.

"I'm going to show you this album, and I just hope that if you can find the murderer, you will avenge my father. ”

Gu Nanzheng couldn't wait to take the album over, and then opened it.

The first dozens of pages are a portrayal of Yang Wenzhong's life when he was a child, and Gu Nanzheng naturally skipped them all.

When he reached about page 60, he noticed that there were several special photographs on it.

There are four photos in total.

One is placed in the middle, and the other three are triangular to enclose the middle one.

As it happens, he knows all the people in these photos.

The three photos on the periphery are taken respectively Yang Wenzhong and Yin Hua, Pan Weisen, Li Wei and these three people.

As for the photo in the middle, it was actually him and Mu Bei.

Although the photo was taken relatively early, and the characters on it were very young, Gu Nanzheng could still distinguish it at a glance.

Mu Qingyu also explained on the side: "Now the overlord groups in Jiangchuan City are the Li Group and the Pan Group, but I heard that in the past, that is, more than ten years ago, the overlord was not these two groups, but Jiahua Group and our Mu Group. It's just that up to now, Jiahua Group has gone bankrupt, and our Mu Group has also declined. ”

Gu Nanzheng nodded knowingly, in this way, it is indeed normal for this Yang Wenzhong to be able to take a photo with these giants.

It's just that he is very curious, that is, the three photos on the periphery are almost placed at an oblique angle, but the photo of Yang Wenzhong and Mu Bei in the middle is neatly placed in the center.

Does this mean anything?

Or is it a coincidence?

Gu Nanzheng couldn't figure it out, so he didn't think about it anymore and continued to look behind.

Then another photo caught his attention.

The photo was taken by Yang Wenzhong when he was traveling, and the photo was taken of him standing in front of his car, and there was a driver in the driver's seat of the car.

It's just that the photo mainly sets off Yang Wenzhong, and Yang Wenzhong was far away from his car at that time, so that Gu Nanzheng's face of the driver couldn't see clearly.

Gu Nanzheng pointed the album at Yang Shaotian and said, "Who is this driver?"

Yang Shaotian observed for a moment and replied: "You mean Uncle Li? He is my father's full-time driver, and he is very trusted by my father, and my father has been driving for my father since he founded the K. Wah Group, until the group went bankrupt and the car was sold, and my father fired him." ”

Gu Nanzheng was overjoyed, since this driver had been with Yang Wenzhong for so long, would he know a little bit of the inside story?

"Can you give me the exact information of this driver?"

Yang Shaotian nodded, thought about it a little and said, "Uncle Li's name is Li Dalong, and I really don't know his address, because he moved early. Uncle Li has been a driver for my dad for ten years, and when my dad was on a business trip, Uncle Lee often took me to play, and I remember when I was thirteen years old, Uncle Li's wife gave birth to a son, because my dad and Uncle Li had a good relationship, so my dad and my mom went to celebrate him. My dad gave him the child's name. ”

"What's the name?" Mu Qingyu became more and more curious the more she listened.

Yang Shaotian took out a bottle of Dongpeng Special Drink from his backpack and said, "Because my dad liked to drink Dongpeng Special Drink very much at that time, my dad took it into account and named that child Li Dongpeng." ”

"Li Dongpeng?"

Hearing this name, Gu Nanzheng and Mu Qingyu were all dumbfounded.

There is also a Li Dongpeng in their class.

What a coincidence, isn't it?