Chapter 341: The Dark Grid in the Study

After looking at the entire three-story building, Zhang Yang put forward the idea of wanting to buy back the manor, although Lin Jinghao was prepared, but after listening to what Zhang Yang said just now, he shook his head cautiously. Zhang Jushi's deathbed arrangements are not wrong, and it is the best choice to leave this manor to himself.

"Did someone else ask you to ask?" Lin Jinghao knew that this should not be Zhang Yang's original intention.

Zhang Yang smiled lightly: "You make a price, some professional things still have to be done by professional people, why do you bother yourself?" ”

Lin Jinghao hesitated for a moment: "The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." And your father also asked me to tell you in the suicide note, so that you must not follow in his footsteps, he lived for treasure hunting and died for the truth in this life, do you want to be like him? This is a conversation between men, Lin Jinghao stretched out his hand after speaking, and patted Zhang Yang's shoulder.

"Then you let me stay here for two days, I want to experience the feelings of the old man in the last stage of his life." Zhang Yang's smile was bitter and pleading, Lin Jinghao couldn't bear to refuse, after all, this was unconditionally transferred to him by Zhang Jushi, and Zhang Yang was his only child.

"Okay, then you see what you need to take, you tidy up, and I'll pick you up from the mountain in two days."

Saying goodbye to Zhang Yang, Lin Jinghao drove away from the manor, and on the way down the mountain, he received a call from Pei Feng, Da G found a buyer, and he needed to go over to go through the formalities. Lin Jinghao immediately made an appointment with Pei Feng to meet in front of the gate of the second-hand car market, and with a force under his feet, he increased the throttle and rushed down the mountain.

Half an hour later, Lin Jinghao drove to the second-hand car trading market, and Pei Feng was already waiting for him at the gate.

As soon as he got out of the car, Pei Feng came up directly and said: "Lin Suo, you also know the buyer, it is Sister Xiaolian who sold the car to you." ”

"Won't it, Sister Xiaolian has also started playing with second-hand cars?" In Lin Jinghao's heart, that is the first 'local tyrant sister' in his mind, a new car in her hands can't play for two years, how could she come to buy a second-hand car?

"Yes, I didn't expect it, she sold this Land Rover to us, I didn't expect it..."

"Didn't expect anything? Maybe people bought it and gave it away? Lin Jinghao said with a smile.

As they spoke, the two of them walked upstairs towards the trading market.

"yes, why didn't I think of that? Maybe she wants to buy it for her new lover? Pei Feng didn't know when, but he also liked to start gossiping.

Walking up to the second floor, I saw Pei Feng's friend Lao Jin from a distance, who was standing in front of his door waiting for them.

"Director Lin, you guys are really destined." While shaking hands with Lin Jinghao, Lao Jin sighed with emotion.

As soon as she walked into the house, Zhang Xiaolian, a local tyrant sister, was sitting on the sofa, and when she saw Lin Jinghao walking in, she immediately stood up: "Director Lin, we met again, I didn't expect that this time I was going to buy your car." ”

Zhang Xiaolian is still dressed as a nouveau riche, with three big gold rings on her round fingers, glowing with golden light.

"Sister Xiaolian, you're laughing at me, I'm just helping others sell on my behalf, how can I change a new car every year!" forest

Jing Hao said with a smile.

"Director Lin, don't be modest, I know you're a rich second generation, but I didn't expect that the current rich second generation also likes to be a policeman." Sister Xiaolian said, she stretched out her hand to pull Lin Jinghao's hand, and pulled him to her side and sat down, unwilling to let go.

"Sister Xiaolian, is this going to buy a car for her new boyfriend?" Lin Jinghao finally withdrew his hand from Sister Tuhao's hand.

In Zhang Xiaolian's eyes, he had already seen a lonely woman in her thirties with a strong desire for a man.

"Hey, now, there are so few good men like Director Lin. Those little fresh meats, they can't be relied on, I have figured it out now, I still want to find a man who is honest and cares about his family.

Moreover, my father also said that it is better for people to be realistic, after all, we are also people with some assets now, don't always be deceived by men who come for your money, and it is easy to be laughed at when you say it.

So, he asked me to buy a good car with hundreds of thousands, and put it at the door of my villa, as long as anyone is willing to be my son-in-law, I will give it to him directly on the day of the wedding. However, the new car will cost at least more than 2 million yuan, so I will come here, anyway, I will put it on the table first, and then change it to a new one when I find someone. ”

"Oh my God, Sister Xiaolian, if you are asking for marriage, the people in line will not have to queue up to Paris, France!" When Lao Jin heard Sister Tuhao say this, his eyes were about to fall out of his sockets. It was the first time for Pei Feng to start looking at the local tyrant sister seriously.

To tell the truth, Sister Tuhao is also a woman in her thirties, in addition to the polka dots and fat spots, the skin is white and tender, and it also shows the pink of a girl.

Finding that Pei Feng was looking at herself, Xiaolian pretended not to see it, sat up straight, and straightened her majestic chest.

"Sister Lian, do you think I can do it?" Lao Jin first volunteered to stand up straight.

"You?" Xiaolian obviously showed a disdainful expression.

"What about my brother?" Lao Jin understood as soon as he saw Xiaolian's face, and he immediately pulled Pei Feng to relieve his embarrassment.

Pei Feng didn't object for the first time, and Sister Xiaolian glanced at Pei Feng a few times: "I like the police, but it's a pity that I'm too young, I don't want to raise a little brother." ”

"What little brother? He is twenty-eight years old this year. Looking at Pei Feng's expression, Lin Jinghao was also happy. It seems that in the face of the temptation of being able to struggle for ten years less, it is difficult for even a young man like Pei Feng who has a pursuit not to be moved.

Looking at Pei Feng's unwilling look, Lin Jinghao finally couldn't help it: "Sister Lian, don't tease other people's children, I'll introduce you to a good man of the same age, honest, good-tempered, handsome, and just want to live a good life to you." ”

"Seriously, Director Lin, I trust your vision."

"By all means, let's go through the formalities of the car first." Lin Jinghao said with a smile. In fact, the local tyrant sister is really not bad, but the nouveau riche is too cheesy to keep up with the real rich

Rhythm.

The formalities were completed quickly, and Lin Jinghao handed over the key to Da G to Zhang Xiaolian. Zhang Xiaolian grabbed Lin Jinghao's hand again, and was tightly unwilling to let go.

Finally got rid of Sister Tuhao and escaped from the exchange, Pei Feng glanced at the back, and then said hatefully: "Lin Suo, I think you really have to introduce a man to her quickly, otherwise, I'm afraid she will often go to the police station to find you in the future." ”

Lin Jinghao remembered the scene just now, and couldn't help but want to laugh out loud: "You're right, but it's a pity... It's just that you're too young, otherwise, you'll be allowed to go straight to it. ”

"What do you say? Lin Suo, let's talk about it, no one is allowed to talk about today's matter, otherwise, I will call Sister Xiaolian every day in the future and ask her to come to you. ”

As soon as Lin Jinghao left, Zhang Yang closed the white gate of the manor, and he stood in front of the gate, watching Lin Jinghao's car drive farther and farther until he was sure that he would not come back. He turned back into the house and closed the door again.

He came to the middle of the hall on the first floor and looked up at several rooms on the second floor, one of which was Zhang Jushi's study. With what he knew about his father, if he still had any secrets that he hadn't told himself, he would have been hiding somewhere in the study.

Walking up to the second floor, he pushed open the door of the study, the room seemed a little messy, and it could be seen that the gangsters who kidnapped his father had stayed here and had not had time to clean it up.

The books on the brown shelves against the wall were turned in a mess, and a few of them were still on the floor. The floor was full of messy footprints, crisscrossing and stretching around, and on the large desk, there were piles of books taken from the shelves, and judging from the way the books were placed, they should have all been flipped, and even the bookmarks mixed in with them fell all over the table. The doors of the two drawers had also been opened, and the inside had become empty.

Zhang Yang circled around the desk, trying to recall his father's usual habits, so as to quickly determine where his father would hide things?

He tried to move the desk, but it was heavy, and he tried hard several times, but it didn't move. He crouched down again and knocked on the inner wall of his desk, but there was no sound of emptiness. He stood up again, pulled out the whole drawer, put his hand inside, and knocked again, again in a very honest voice.

He stood up and looked at the bookshelf again. He walked over, tried to push, but didn't push, and tried to add a little more force, but there was still no response.

It appears that the bookshelf is mounted directly on the wall. He took all the books off the shelves and knocked them out of the box. Finally, in the lower right corner, there was an empty sound.

He began to stroke the plank from top to bottom, and there was no sign of the addition from the outside. However, after careful observation, he finally noticed that at the bottom of the plank, there was obviously a fist-sized piece of color, much lighter than the one next to it.

He tried to push with one finger, but he didn't respond, and then pushed with two fingers, but there was still no response. At this moment, he couldn't hold his breath, he directly clenched his fists and slammed it.

"Bang," he felt his whole hand sink into, and a small box popped out of one of the cells above him.

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