Jinyi Building, top floor.

In a very luxuriously decorated room.

A middle-aged man sitting behind a desk with slightly gray hair, his eyebrows tightly locked, looking at the information in his hand over and over again.

After a long time, he raised his head, his eyes fixed, and below him, a young man stood as straight as a javelin.

The middle-aged man with slightly gray hair seemed to be trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and he spoke in an extremely cold tone.

"It's useless information! What are you giving me this information for? I want to know who the hell is killing my two sons! Who is it! What is the use of giving me this information!?"

The young man did not dare to speak, as if he had done something wrong, and lowered his head deeply.

"What are you doing to eat! My Sword Forging Chamber of Commerce, I usually spend so much money, and I keep you for nothing!"

The gray-haired middle-aged man could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, he slapped the table fiercely and shouted.

"For so many days, you can't even find out a murderer! You are straw bales and rice buckets!?"

The middle-aged man with slightly gray hair is the president of the Sword Casting Chamber of Commerce, and Song Dongxing, who holds huge power and has a lot of power.

At the same time, Song Dongxing is also the dead Song Chuan and Song Changhu, the fathers of these two gentlemen.

Song Dongxing's two most precious sons have been killed for several days.

And Lin Langxuan, who had been by Song Changhu's side before, had good skills and excellent swordsmanship, also disappeared together.

Song Dongxing didn't get any useful information, and he didn't even know who killed his two sons.

For the president of the Sword Forging Chamber of Commerce, who has a deep background, this is undoubtedly a great irony.

The young man looked ashamed and said, "President, we have tried our best to investigate this matter, but the clues have been erased, and nothing can be found at all. ”

"If you can't find out, you have to check it for me! My two good sons have been killed one after another, and after so many days, you can't find any traces!"

Song Dongxing pointed to the young man's nose and said angrily.

"Three days, I'll give you three more days, you and your men, if you can't find the murderer, come to me with your head!"

When the young man heard Song Dongxing's words, his eyes immediately showed a look of horror.

He knew that Song Dongxing's words were by no means just talking.

And it does.

He had seen that Song Dongxing gave a military order to one of his subordinates.

As a result, that subordinate failed to complete the task and was tortured by Song Dongxing.

That man wailed for an hour before he died!

Song Dongxing is definitely a ruthless guy who does what he says!

The young man's forehead was sweating, and his face showed a look of extreme embarrassment, but he gritted his teeth and could only agree.

The young man knew in his heart that it was almost impossible to find the murderer.

Because the murderers of Song Chuan and Song Changhu were obviously extremely clever and erased all traces, making it difficult for people to find them at all.

Even now, even Song Chuan's body has not been found.

It's like evaporating from the world.

Song Dongxing also realized that something was wrong many days after Song Chuan disappeared.

He later guessed through various signs that his son Song Chuan was most likely in trouble.

A few days later, Song Dongxing received news that his other son, Song Changhu, had been killed in a building at the Wan Chai Pier.

Although Song Changhu's body was left at the scene, one of the two bodyguards who were present at the time was killed, and the whereabouts of the other were unknown.

Inside, no suspicious places were found.

I couldn't find a clue at all.

As for starting from the enemy's side, there is no clue.

Song Dongxing usually has countless enemies, and I don't know how many people want to take his head or kill the people around him.

In this case, it is undoubtedly more difficult to find the murderer.

However, the young man also knew that although this task was extremely difficult to complete, if he did not accept this military order, according to Song Dongxing's code of conduct, he might not be able to get out of this luxurious room alive.

Song Dongxing is holding a knife on his neck, forcing him to complete this impossible thing!

The young man's heart was extremely heavy, and after he took over this task, he was just about to go out, but a young man with dyed yellow hair walked in.

Song Dongxing, who was sitting behind the table, saw this yellow-haired young man, and subconsciously frowned, obviously disliking this yellow-haired young man.

Song Dongxing said with a stiff face.

"Xiao Chen, why don't you knock on the door every time you enter the second uncle's room?

The yellow-haired young man called "Xiao Chen" directly ignored the majesty of Song Dongxing, lay down on the sofa on the side, took out a nail clipper, and said in a hangingly manner while trimming his nails.

"They all say that you are my second uncle, everyone is a relative, and I have to knock on the door when I enter your room, how much is this?"

Song Dongxing's eyebrows flashed with anger, but he still suppressed the anger and said.

"Xiaochen, are you short of money to spend again, let's say, how much do you want the second uncle to give you this time?"

The yellow-haired young man stretched out five fingers and shook them in front of Song Dongxing.

"Five million?" Song Dongxing frowned.

The yellow-haired young man shook his head and said, "Not five million, but fifty million." ”

"What? 50 million? Do you know what you're talking about?" Song Dongxing stood up from his chair and looked at the yellow-haired young man coldly.

"I know who killed Brother Song Chuan and Brother Changhu. The yellow-haired young man said.

As soon as the yellow-haired young man said this, Song Dongxing immediately sat down, and his expression gradually returned to calm.

"Let's talk about it, who killed Xiaochuan and Changhu, if the news is true, the second uncle will add another 30 million to you, a total of 80 million! But if you make fun of the second uncle, even if your mother comes to intercede, she won't be able to protect you this time!"

The yellow-haired young man rolled his eyes: "Am I like the kind of person who takes false news and fools people? But after saying it, 80 million, not a single one is missing!"

"Stop talking nonsense, talk quickly!" Song Dongxing was already a little impatient.

The yellow-haired young man pouted his buttocks, fumbled in his pocket for a long time, and then threw out a photo and threw it on the table.

The photo shows a young man with a pale face, who looks weak and harmless.

Behind him, there are four big characters of "Southern Dynasty University".

The yellow-haired young man said in a shocking voice: "The murderer who killed Brother Song Chuan and Brother Changhu is most likely a person! If I guess correctly, this young man in the photo is the murderer!"

Song Dongxing glanced at the photo, frowned, and his first reaction was that he didn't believe it.

In the photo, he is obviously a sick tuberculosis ghost who has no power to restrain chickens, how do you look at it!

I'm afraid that I don't even have the ability to kill chickens!

And how much more murder?

This kind of waste firewood, even ordinary people can't beat it, how is it possible, has the ability to kill his son?

And Song Chuan and Song Changhu are around, but there are many bodyguards!

It's not a cat or a dog, it's all close!

Song Dongxing stared at this photo for a long time, and then said loudly: "Little rabbit, are you teasing me?"