Dear Mr. Zheng Hanfei,

I am the personal secretary of the manager of the Crowres Group, and I sincerely invite you to participate in the gem show held by our company in the hall of the Crowres Group on April 5th.

Linda: "Who is this Flowers Group manager?" Zheng Hanfei sat on a rosewood chair with a satin-like sheen, holding the letter in one hand and pinching his chin in the other, and after a period of contemplation, he slowly asked the butler standing in front of him.

"Sterling!" The butler looks to be fifty or sixty years old, he is wearing a black suit, a pair of black leather shoes, his gray hair is neatly combed, there is no trace of disorder, and the overall image gives people a sense of ability, "He is a mixed-race child, his father is an officer, and his mother is a banker." During the Second World War, he turned from a small businessman to a private banker, during the war he made a lot of war money, after the war, he came to Huaxia, founded the Claudes Group, and infiltrated all aspects, after that, Claudes became a world-renowned group. ”

"It's a character!" Zheng Hanfei nodded, "Didn't you say that he himself is often in the UK and doesn't come to China?" ”

"I don't know!" The butler shook his head, "According to him, he came to Huaxia to hold a gem show this time to celebrate his child's birthday. ”

"That's it......" Zheng Hanfei pondered for a moment, and then said, "Uncle Wang! How could he invite someone of my stature? Does he know me? ”

"Maybe ......" Uncle Wang, the butler, seemed to have something unspeakable, but considering that if he didn't make it clear, the young master would most likely not attend this banquet, which might be bad for the young master's future life, so he had to say it, "Maybe it has something to do with the master, after all, there are many strong people in the master, and I think Mr. Slint is one of them." ”

"Is it related to my father who I haven't met again......" Zheng Hanfei turned his head angrily and put on a look of indifference, but Uncle Wang clearly saw that his hands were trembling, and a few crystal clear tears passed through his face, as for where they fell, only he knew.

It seems that he still cares about the lord very much. Uncle Wang smiled slightly, feeling a little relieved in his heart, he knew the young master very well, although he kept scolding the master, but it was just an illusion, whenever he heard or saw clues related to the master, he would be excited, perhaps, he was a detective to find the traces of the master.

"Uncle Wang, let's go!" Zheng Hanfei wiped the corners of his eyes, picked up a slightly dated pen and a silver-white watch on the desk, "Let's go and see, what is this big man inviting me for?" ”

"Yes!"

Zheng Hanfei, an ordinary, only sixteen-year-old boy, but he has another identity - detective, you know, a person's identity is not necessarily proportional to his age.

Although there are thousands of people who don't know him, those who have heard his reasoning have to admit that he does have an extraordinary talent in the detective industry!

It's a pity that Zheng Hanfei, who is extremely smart, lost his memory before the age of five for unknown reasons, so that he can't remember who his parents are, he only knows that since he was six years old, he has lived in this suburban villa with Uncle Wang, in addition to eating, sleeping, and reading mystery novels every day, it is to find clues about his father and his own life experience, ten years as a day.

The only items related to his parents were pens and watches that he brought with him every time he went out. According to Uncle Wang, the pen and watch were left to him by the master before he left, and he asked him to give them to him on his tenth birthday. He still has no clue what it means.

It is said that no one would have expected what the future holds, and Zheng Hanfei was no exception, he definitely did not expect that this mysterious invitation letter would lead him to unravel some dusty old things and ring the bell for the mystery of his life experience......