When Zhou Jian and Wenren Huiyin arrived at Abel Airport in the United States, there were already people waiting for them outside the airport, a medium-sized Chinese, wearing sunglasses and a beard, looking a little funny, but Zhou Jian saw his calloused right hand, but he could guess that this was a gun master as ordinary as chopsticks.

"Hello two, my name is Yang Tian, and Madame sent me to pick you up. ”

The lady in Yang Tian's mouth is naturally late autumn.

"Oh, thank you. Wenren Huiyin said, today she wore a black sè windbreaker, wore solemn black silk gloves on her hands, and her hair was not tied into a ponytail as casually as before, but was pulled up and tied behind her head, but such a deliberate and solemn dress still looked outstanding on Wenren Huiyin.

And Zhou Jian was still wearing the black dress that he wore on the day of the birthday party, of course, the blood stains on it had been washed away.

Since setting foot on the territory of the United States, Zhou Jian has summoned the ghost slayer clone and always watched around, and he found that there were many people around him who swept their eyes towards him and Huiyin intentionally or unintentionally, but they did not have a murderous aura on them, obviously not killers, so it seemed that they should be bodyguards.

Zhou Jian suddenly realized that as soon as Wenren Shaolong died, Wenren Huiyin's identity became very sensitive, as the heir of Wenren Shaolong's property, Wenren Huiyin was naturally likely to be assassinated or something, and Duwanqiu only let Yang Tian alone to pick up Wenren Huiyin and himself, and at the same time sent plainclothes bodyguards to protect him, I am afraid it is also out of low-key considerations, which is more conducive to the safety of himself and Huiyin.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jian had some good feelings for the woman he had never met, if it was some greedy and vicious woman, let alone protect Wenren Huiyin, it would be good if he didn't send someone to assassinate her.

Come to think of it, since Wenren Shaolong is willing to abandon his wife and daughter for this woman named Twilight Autumn and leave the family instead, then this Twilight Autumn should be a woman worthy of Wenren Shaolong's dedication.

The three of them got into the car, it was a black Sè Ford business car, although it was also worth a lot, but in the parking lot of Abel Airport, which was full of luxury cars, it looked inconspicuous.

The three of them didn't talk much along the way, Wen Renhuiyin sat in the window seat, staring blankly at the scenery flying by the window, Abel is a new city after the catastrophe, there are not too many skyscrapers like New York and Chicago, and almost all the low-rise buildings along the way are gray sè, which looks a little solemn.

The sun at the end of June is bright, the sky is clear, and the white clouds are like white clouds, but under this carefree sky, the heart of Wen Huiyin is a little dazed.

Although she is used to living without a father and no mother, and although she has no feelings for her father, when she suddenly learns that her last dearest relative has also passed away, Wen Ren Huiyin still has an inevitable melancholy and sadness in her heart.

Zhou Jian sat beside her, stretched out his hand to hold Wenren Huiyin's soft wattle, and pinched it gently, conveying his comfort in this way, Wenren Huiyin's body moved, she turned her head to look at Zhou Jian, and smiled reluctantly, the bright sunlight sprinkled on her face through the car window, with a pitiful and weak beauty.

"Are you okay?" Zhou Jian asked.

"Hmm...... I'm fine. ”

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The car drove on the rolling hills, and the road was full of purple and red, if it was in China, it would definitely have the reputation of the flower city.

After a few hills, the car finally stopped in front of a mountain villa with a large area, Yang Tian parked the car in front of the villa, opened the car door, and said respectfully: "Miss, we have arrived." ”

This is Wenren Shaolong's holiday villa, he usually doesn't live here, but only comes to this villa when he is enjoying life with Twilight Autumn, and tastes a rare comfortable time.

Open the courtyard gate of the villa, there are already some bodyguards with white flowers standing in the courtyard, white cloth and black silk and a few spiritual lamps are hung on the high villa door, there are wreaths and a quaint offering table in the courtyard, and the incense burner and the portrait of the deceased are placed on the table.

The decoration of the mourning hall is completely retro in China, and even some people in the courtyard are still wearing hemp shoes and filial piety clothes that only existed in ancient China.

Yang Tian took Zhou Jian and Huiyin inside, and was stopped by a Caucasian bodyguard after only a few steps, and he said in American English: "Mr. Siegel's order, people who enter the villa need to be searched. ”

He kept looking at Zhou Jian as he spoke, obviously this body search was aimed at Zhou Jian.

Zhou Jian frowned, he obviously felt a bit of unfriendliness, he didn't know if these people knew the identity of Wenren Huiyin, but it seemed that even if they knew, they wouldn't give face.

Yang Tian's face sank, and he said, "These two are Madame's guests, don't go too far." ”

The bodyguard said expressionlessly: "I only carry out orders, Mr. Yang, please understand." ”

Yang Tian wanted to say something, but Zhou Jian said, "It's okay, let's search it." ”

He took a step forward, regardless of whether the other party intended to make things difficult or not, after all, this was Huiyin's father's funeral, and on this occasion, Zhou Jian really didn't want to cause trouble in the mourning hall, firstly, to show respect for the deceased, and secondly, to take care of Wenren Huiyin's feelings.

The bodyguard searched Zhou Jian's body, but naturally found nothing, and then he turned to Wenren Huiyin and said, "This young lady, please cooperate with me." ”

As soon as the bodyguard said this, Zhou Jian's face changed, if it weren't for the fact that this was Wenren Huiyin's father's mourning hall, he would have wanted to hit someone a long time ago, he pulled Wenren Huiyin, blocked her behind him, and stared at the bodyguard coldly, from the conversation between the bodyguard and Yang Tian just now, he could find that Twilight Autumn did not have the absolute right to speak in the forces established by Wenren Shaolong, and at this time, Wenren Shaolong was already dead, and it was obviously not realistic to expect his old subordinates to respect Wenren Huiyin.

Yang ** said: "Sam Brown, do you know who the girl standing in front of you is? If you dare to touch your dirty hands, I will make you regret coming to this world!"

The bodyguard named Sam said: "I'm sorry, I don't know who she is, and I don't need to figure it out, I'm just carrying out Mr. Siegel's orders, and all strangers need to be searched, in order to ensure the personal safety of all those present during the funeral." ”

"Okay, good!" Yang Tian said and took out his mobile phone to make a call, Zhou Jian guessed that he was going to call Twilight Autumn, this scene made Zhou Jian sigh a little, Yang Tian obviously belonged to Twilight Autumn's faction, and Twilight Autumn's weight in this family seemed to be lighter than he thought.

And at this moment, a female voice suddenly came from the corner of the road, "Sam, is it your turn to speak here?" Although the voice was not very loud, it carried a faint majesty, which made it impossible to disobey.

Zhou Jian followed the prestige, but saw a dignified and beautiful person sitting in an electric wheelchair appeared on the corner of the road, she looked like she was in her forties, wearing a white filial piety dress, and her face was slightly pale.

The Sam immediately bowed his head and exclaimed respectfully, "Ma'am." ”

Yang Tian hurriedly walked over to the handle of the wheelchair and said, "Madam, why did you come out." ”

"It's okay, it's okay to come out and bask in the sun. Fù said, covering his mouth and coughing.

Seeing this sick fù person, Zhou Jian's eyelids jumped slightly, he didn't expect that Wenren Shaolong's wife Du Wanqiu was already like this, and he even wondered if this Du Wanqiu didn't have much time to live.

Twilight Autumn came to Zhou Jian and Wenren Huiyin in a wheelchair, first glanced at Zhou Jian, and then her eyes fell on Wenren Huiyin, "You are Huiyin, right? I've seen you many times in photos." ”

Wen Ren Huiyin nodded, "You are Aunt Dusk?"

For the late autumn, Wenren Huiyin said that there was no resentment in his heart, which was a lie, and a large part of the reason why Wenren Huiyin's mother died of illness so early was because she was abandoned by Wenren Shaolong and broke her heart.

But now, everything has passed, my father has passed away, and now that I see Twilight Autumn, Wen Ren Huiyin seems to have suddenly realized the heavy love between my father and Twilight Autumn, which is naturally not comparable to the mother of the arranged marriage.

"Well, I'm just, hehe, we're finally meeting, huh...... Come with me to the mourning hall and offer incense to your father, okay?"

"Okay. ”

Twilight Autumn smiled and motioned to Yang Tian to push her to the mourning hall, while Wenren Huiyin and Zhou Jian followed behind Twilight Wanqiu, Zhou Jian naturally felt Twilight Autumn's indifference to him, in fact, this is also human nature, in Twilight Autumn's view, Wenren Huiyin is a simple girl, and it is the age when she is full of longing for love, at this time, she is easily moved by the boy's rhetoric, and then falls in love, and Wenren Huiyin is about to inherit a large amount of property, so that Zhou Jian's motives are worth scrutinizing in Twilight Autumn's view.

The formal mourning hall is in the backyard, from the front yard of the villa to the backyard to pass through a garden, the garden is not big, but the arrangement is very exquisite, there is a turquoise water lily pond on one side, the pond is erected with a unique nine-curved stone bridge of Chinese gardens, and on the other side is a delicate white sè fence, in which the green weeping willows are planted.

Walking in the path of the garden, the weeping willow branches naturally hung in front of everyone, and when walking, they had to be separated like opening the curtain, looking at these weeping willows, Twilight Autumn suddenly sighed: "These weeping willows were planted by myself when I moved to this villa, and now they have grown so big, time is really fast." ”

Wen Ren Huiyin let out a faint oh, but she didn't interject anything, she felt that although she was only in her forties, her body was full of a sense of vicissitudes, as if she had experienced the ups and downs of life.

Twilight suddenly smiled and said, "Huiyin, you still don't know what business your father is, do you?"

"I don't know. Wen Ren Huiyin shook his head.

"Huh...... He actually belongs to the American mafia. ”

Hearing the sound of wisdom, the mafia?