Zhang Qinghe suddenly felt that things were not simple, how could they be gone.

asked Song Wuwei which hospital he was in, and took a taxi and went straight to the destination hospital.

After arriving at the hospital, Song Wuwei and Meng Tianhua were waiting outside the ward, and when they saw Zhang Qinghe coming, the two hurriedly greeted them.

"What's going on? The old man is fine. Zhang Qinghe said urgently.

"It's okay... It's just frightened, just now grandma woke up, and the doctor is in there now. Song Wuwei said gloomily.

Zhang Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, the old lady is fine, otherwise no one may know the content of the relic.

Song Wuwei's mental state is very poor, the house leak happened to rain overnight, and there have been too many things to torture himself recently.

"Director Zhang, how are you talking over there?" Meng Tianhua asked.

"Well, it's okay..."

Zhang Qinghe was about to tell the two of them about the results of his trip to the capital.

The door to the ward opened, and the doctor stepped out, closing it softly.

"Doctor... How's my grandmother?" Song Wuwei said busily.

"The old man has acute cerebrovascular disease, plus he has been stimulated... But it's okay now, just rest for a few days. You too... Leaving the elderly at home alone, fortunately it was found in time, otherwise there may be a big problem. ”

"It's... Yes, we will pay attention to it in the future. Meng Tianhua said embarrassedly.

The doctor's face softened: "Let's go in and take a look, the old man is already awake." ”

At this time, my grandmother was lying on the hospital bed, her complexion had recovered a lot, and it seemed that she had recovered from the shock. looked at Song Wuwei and smiled: "I'm fine... Don't worry. ”

Pointing at Zhang Qinghe, he asked, "Who is this?"

Meng Tianhua said with a smile: "Aunt Qi, this is Director Zhang of our company, young and promising. I heard that something happened to you, so I came to see you. ”

"Director Zhang, thank you, you still came to see me as a bad old woman in your busy schedule. Grandma Qi smiled, and the wrinkles on her face looked particularly kind.

"What are you talking about, I should come to see you, you just call me Aqing..."

"By the way, Grandma... What about what my dad left for you?" Song Wuwei said with a frown.

Grandma Qi said, "Things, oh, you said that book and brand." A few days ago, your father said that he was going to go on a long trip, and when he left, he gave it to me and asked me to keep it for him. But I saw that there was nothing in the book, it was just an empty book, and I didn't take it seriously. It was in the cabinet in his study. ”

"I know, you told me... But I looked for it, but I didn't. Song Wuwei was a little anxious.

"What, you say there's nothing in the book?"

Song Wuwei and Zhang Qinghe glanced at each other, and their minds were full of question marks.

At first, the two thought it would be an account book, or Song Fuguo's diary, but how could there be nothing, a blank book?

"Huh, gone?" Grandma Qi said in surprise.

"Aunt Qi, do you remember what that thief looked like?" Meng Tianhua asked.

"No... It was so dark that I didn't turn on the lights. The thief was still covered with his face, and I saw nothing but his eyes. Grandma shook her head.

Outside the ward, two policemen and Wang Jing, the director of the company, walked in, and after receiving Song Wuwei's notice, they immediately rushed to Grandma Qi's residence. But nothing was found, the thief was very smart, the camera in the villa had been destroyed, and there were no fingerprints or footprints left in the house, it seemed that he was a repeat offender and very experienced.

"I just watched it with two police comrades, and I didn't lose anything in Aunt Qi's house. Wang Jing shook her head.

"Did you find anything in the bookcase?" asked Song Wuwei.

He searched around by himself but couldn't find it, and he was in a hurry to send his grandmother to the hospital, so he entrusted Wang Jing to continue to look for him at home.

Wang Jing shook his head again.

"Is it important what you're looking for?" asked a police officer.

"Yes, that's my father's legacy..."Song Wuwei realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately changed his words: "A very important thing." ”

"What exactly?" the policeman asked again.

Everyone looked at Grandma Qi.

"A notebook and a brand. Grandma Qi said.

"This..." The two police officers looked at each other, how can this be filed?

If there is no loss, there is.

If there is no loss, the book is really worthless, not a loss, and it doesn't seem to matter.

What is the brand?

But why do these people seem to be very concerned?

Judging from the method of theft, it is obvious that he is a habitual offender, and the means are very high, leaving no trace.

It's really hard to do.

"Well, let's take the surveillance away and see if we can restore it, and we'll look around to see if there are any suspicious people. In addition, in the near future, it is recommended that you do not go back to live first, and we will arrange manpower around to see if we can get something. ”

"Then trouble the police comrades, if there is anything that needs us, we will fully cooperate. Zhang Qinghe said politely.

Now that the clue is broken again, Zhang Qinghe thought that he would find something from what Song Fuguo left behind.

However, even if it wasn't stolen, listening to Grandma Qi's meaning, it was an empty book, and this thing was getting weirder and weirder.

However, it also confirmed that Song Fuguo definitely has a secret.

Zhang Qinghe felt a chill behind his back, goosebumps rose, what truth is hidden behind this matter?

Song Wuwei felt the same as Zhang Qinghe, which also made him believe Zhang Qinghe's guess that his father must have some secret to tell us.

Zhang Qinghe made his eyes look and motioned for Song Wuwei to come out with him. The two stood at the staircase of the ward, and Zhang Qinghe smoked two cigarettes.

Zhang Qinghe lit a cigarette and said, "What do you think about this matter?"

Song Wuwei shook his head.

Zhang Qinghe continued: "You didn't tell the third person about the things that Song Dong left behind. ”

"Nope. ”

"Does that include Meng Tianhua?" asked Zhang Qinghe.

"No, you... Suspicious of Uncle Meng?"

Zhang Qinghe thought about it and said, "It's not a doubt, it's you and I can't believe it now." There's one thing that doesn't make sense... How did the person who stole the thing know that what Song Fuguo left behind was the book and the brand, and the house was not turned over, which means that the person knew where the thing was? .

"It's... Maybe it's a monitor?" Song Wuwei said suspiciously.

"Well, it's possible. But... What if there are no listeners?"

Zhang Qinghe didn't even have the courage to continue thinking about it, the more he thought about it, the more scared he became, his heart seemed to be being pulled by someone behind the scenes, and he could pinch himself to death at any time.

This feeling is too powerless, and Zhang Qinghe hates this feeling very much.

I have always been a person who has not moved, my thoughts have moved first, and I have been strategizing. Take the matter of Jinshi as an example, I also have a plan in advance, as long as I follow the plan. But now, there are no thoughts at all, more fear, the truth behind the fear ...

"What do you mean... The person who stole the stuff might know my father?" Song Wuwei replied.

"This is more than just knowing, it is very likely that Song Dong saw this person before he died, and told him where the thing was, so this thief knows what it is and knows where it is. Zhang Qinghe said speechlessly.

"So from now on, no one should believe it. Zhang Qinghe lit another cigarette, looked out the window and said.

"What about you, can I trust you?" Song Wuwei asked.

"I don't know. Zhang Qinghe stepped on the cigarette butt with his foot and went straight back to the ward.

He was very confused and didn't know how to answer Song Wuwei.

……

The Summer Palace in Beijing.

Lin Yuanshan hung up the phone with a solemn expression.

Just now, news came from Berlin, and the people under his command located the location of the "seven heads" and sent people to look for them, but they fell short and ran away.

Lin Yuanshan walked up to Liang Shigu and whispered, "Old Liang, the person is gone... Didn't find it. ”

At this time, Liang Shigu was playing chess with Liang Yuanxin, and did not respond to Lin Yuanshan immediately.

Holding his chin with his right hand, he looked at the chessboard and said, "My eyes just spent, I made a mistake... Wrong. As he spoke, he picked up the chess pieces on the table and regretted the chess.

Liang Zhixin stretched out his hand and gently knocked off the chess pieces in Liang Shigu's hand, and said coquettishly: "No! I don't play anymore!"

His expression was angry, and he left angrily. She knew that her grandfather and Lin Yuanshan had something to discuss, so she pretended to be angry and left and took the initiative to avoid it.

"Hehe... This girl. Liang Shigu smiled and looked at the back of Liang departing.

After Liang Qianxin left his sight, he said with a serious expression: "Let them come back, it's useless to stay there... Be wary of your home. I think... Berlin should be a smoke bomb. ”

Looking at Lin Yuanshan's expression, a smile appeared on his face, and he comforted: "Don't be impatient, you will definitely come out when you should come out... Hehe, you have been paying more attention to the situation of Jinshi recently, if there is something that the stinky boy can't figure out, you should give help and give help, which is also his growth. There is a chance... Let him bring the son of Phu Quoc to the capital and let me see him. ”

"It's not easy for him to be rich, and we can't watch the gold and stone he created fall down. There are some things that I am inconvenient to come forward, and people will gossip about me, saying that I bully the small with the big, and you have to bear more of the distant mountains. ”

looked at the clock on the wall, and said, "It's not too early, you should rest early, won't you return to the business capital tomorrow." ”

"Okay... Elder Liang, I see. Lin Yuanshan bowed slightly and exited the room.