11. Premeditated murder

"Old man, what do you think?"

It was noon, the light rain that had been falling densely stopped suddenly, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, the sun pierced the dark clouds, dyed the edge of the dark clouds with a golden edge, and after a while, the steam on the ground was steaming, and the clouds and mist in the middle of the mountains were swirling for a while, and then the layers of greenery were revealed.

Mo Lei and Mr. Wu sat in the courtyard of the Wu family's mansion, in this manor covering an area of nearly one acre, except for Old Man Wu and his grandson Wu Xiaoqiao, there was only one black maid, which seemed very empty.

Fortunately, the center of the manor is only a small three-story building built of red bricks, and the backyard is full of green trees, except for the untended swimming pool in the front yard, what remains is a large green lawn, and a cobblestone horse road leads to the gate of the yard to the small building, and the manor does not look dilapidated because of the lack of popularity.

"Mo Lei, do you know how many generations we have struggled for this place? Do you know how many people are buried in a foreign land for the way they are now? Mr. Wu raised his hand and waved it in the air, "Those young people, they can't wait to get out of here quickly with the money, go to the United States, France, and Canada, and enjoy themselves early, but when they are really old, they can't come back if they want to." ”

"You're homesick, old man, hahaha, why don't you go back?" Mo Lei understood what Mr. Wu meant, so he took a sip of the coffee brought by the maid on the table, and continued with the old man's words, Wu Xiaoqiao was concentrating on playing chess with himself on the coffee table on the side.

There are several photos hanging on the wall of the living room, there are old man Wu wearing military uniforms, there are him smiling with his wife, there are his son, daughter-in-law and grandson, the only family photo, old man Wu is full of seriousness, Xiao Qiao is about 4 or 5 years old.

"I can't go back, what are I going back to, I'm also a fatherless and motherless person, during the period of the Anti-Japanese War, I, a big soldier, actually picked up a life, and the organization arranged a life for me, and I originally planned to live a plain life, but my son, I have to come here, and the result is ......." The old man sighed deeply and looked at his grandson, who was sitting calmly next to him.

Mo Lei didn't know how to answer for a while.

"You've been a soldier too, haven't you? Child. ”

Mo Lei smiled a little unnaturally, "Yes, I have fed pigs in the army for a few years, you can see this." ”

"yes, that's great, now our army is so good at feeding pigs? Ha ha. The old man blinked narrowly, did not break Mo Lei, nor continued to discuss this topic, but brought the topic to his uncle Meng Chenglong.

"Do you know why your uncle didn't sell his land?"

"I know that he is the largest landowner in the local area, and nearly one-fifth of the plantations belong to the Meng family, if he sells his land, then the other plantation owners will definitely be a plate of scattered sand, and this place will no longer exist."

"So, in fact, everyone is very worried that you will sell, and there are many elderly people in the community who have talked to me about you, but I believe that you have the right to decide, so I didn't go to you to talk about it."

"Thank you, by the way, Grandpa Wu, my uncle is said to have a daughter who died of penicillin allergy, have you heard of this? What about her mother? ”

Old Man Wu smiled wryly, "You probably think I don't want to say it, in fact, I really don't know much about the inside story, if you really want to know, then you can listen to it as a story, I also summarized all kinds of information." ”

"Hmm."

"Your uncle's wife, in fact, the two of them are not married, this matter, the whole thing looks very dramatic, that woman has an enmity with the old Meng family, she is a local, your uncle and her are not married in the legal sense, they have a daughter, and then, this woman's family moved away, and also took away your uncle's daughter."

"It's really dramatic."

"Yes, that girl died in Mexico before your uncle died, and we know that your uncle went to the funeral and came back in a trance, and died not long after. We also heard that the poor child died of penicillin allergy. ”

"If you have a history of penicillin allergy, or have some tests, how can you still use penicillin?" Mo Lei thought about this in his mind and said it casually.

"I don't know this very well, about this matter, we are also hearsay, saying that when the people of the global real estate company were negotiating with your uncle, your uncle shouted about this matter, and it came out."

"Oh, by the way, ...... of your legs?" Mo Lei looked at the blanket on the old man's knee.

"My grandfather's leg was broken." Xiao Qiao, who was playing chess next to him, put down the chess pieces in his hand and looked at Mo Lei very seriously, "I want revenge." ”

"Little Joe......." Old Man Wu raised his hand to stop, "The child doesn't understand, we are just a civil dispute." ”

Mo Lei didn't speak, just drank all the coffee in the cup in one gulp, Wu Xiaoqiao obediently picked up the empty cup and went to the kitchen to help him fill it up and put it in front of Mo Lei.

"Alas, me, because I have military experience, the neighbors here think that I have some organizational and coordination skills, so after your uncle died, let me, an old man, come forward to contact Universal Company on behalf of everyone, probably someone wants to warn me, so ....... hahaha."

"It seems that there are still a lot of people who want to sell it, old man, your coffee is good."

"It's all from my own plantation, maybe I'm a good servant, so I'll have a few more drinks, and I'll ship you a few tons back when you go back." Old Man Wu looked at Mo Lei with a smile.

The phone rang, and Xiao Qiao threw away the chess pieces in his hand and ran to answer the phone.

"Uncle Mo, your phone." When the young man heard this, he shouted with little interest.

After glancing at Old Man Wu in surprise, Mo Lei walked over and picked up the microphone.

"Mo Susu, why don't you come to my house for lunch?"

"Huh? Anne, I'm not going, thank you, thank you. ”

"I have a 'yo-he' at home that you can drink, don't you like it very much?" On the other end of the phone, the little girl Anne persevered.

"Haha, okay, okay, I'll come over to drink in the afternoon, okay, Anne, uncle has something to do now."

After hanging up the phone, Old Man Wu had already asked the maid to bring the coffee pot over and pour Mo Lei another cup.

……

On the other side of the mountain, in the town of Kalka, where thousands of inhabitants lived, a gray sedan descended from the highway junction and crossed the town from the city center.

There is an imposing manor, a 19th-century British style building towering in the middle of the manor, the small building has a total of six floors, the structure is perfect, the downstairs covers an area of 3 acres of yards and the rooftop has a helipad, the road is more than 20 large trees are trimmed very low, probably not to affect the view.

The barricade at the entrance of the manor stretched 500 meters away towards the main road, and several heavily armed guards saw the gray car, quickly removed the barricade, and the car drove straight in.

The car stopped, and Pidou, who got out of the passenger seat, hurriedly turned to the rear door, respectfully reached out and pulled the door open, his face was completely devoid of the frivolous expression when he saw Mo Lei, and a clear fingerprint remained on his fair face.

Coming down from the back seat, Nelson stood in front of the steps of the building, straightened his suit, touched the collar of his tie and shirt, and then strode into the turnstiles, and walked straight into the third elevator, which led to the top floor.

"Hi, how's that? Nelson, would you like a drink? ”

A young man in a white shirt, blond hair, and features as tough as a knife and axe was pouring wine into his glass, and he saw Nelson, who had been brought in by a female assistant, and on that large desk, there were several picture frames, and in the frame were a picture of a little girl from the age of 2 or 3 to about 6 years old.

"Thank you Turan, I don't drink." Nelson glanced at his desk, a flash of disgust in his eyes.

"Oh? Then give him a glass of water, dear, Nelson, how did you feel about meeting that friend of ours today? "It's called Will. The young man of Turan gestured to the beautiful female assistant.

"Kill him, he gives me a very bad feeling, I always feel that he should be a very big obstacle." Nelson took the water from the female assistant.

"In that case, that Xie Jun, don't keep it, the guy who has more than enough success and more than failure."

"Yes."