"Uncle, it's here!"

Half an hour later, the driver parked the car and smiled respectfully and flatteringly at me.

"Trouble!"

I politely replied.

"No trouble!"

The driver turned his head sideways and said respectfully: "Uncle, you can rest in peace, I will keep vigil in the car tonight, if there is anything, you can just shout!" ”

I was stunned and asked, "You mean, you're going to keep vigil downstairs for me?" ”

"The master has confessed, you must ensure the safety of your uncle!" The driver said.

"No, I'm a big man, what's so scary!" I excused myself.

"Uncle, don't worry, I won't disturb your rest, I'm in the car!" The driver remained respectful.

I rubbed my eyebrows, and before getting in the car, neither my father-in-law nor Gong Wanting mentioned this stubble.

I thought about it, took out my mobile phone, and called Gong Wanting, as soon as I started, Gong Wanting's apologetic voice came from the phone, "Third brother, don't be angry, Dad is worried about you so he asked Uncle Liang to help you keep vigil!" ”

"I'm not angry, I just think I'm a big man what's so scary!" I explained.

"Third brother, just this night, okay!"

"Good, good!"

Listening to the sweet, greasy sound coming from the phone, I can only agree.

"Let me tell you, Uncle Liang is very powerful, the kind that can beat ten......"

After chatting for a while, I hung up my phone and said to the driver: "Tingting calls you Uncle Liang, and I will also call you Uncle Liang!" If you have to keep vigil for me, you don't have to be in the car, go upstairs! ”

"Uncle, no, it's fine in the car!" The driver said with a smile.

I can see it, don't look at this good uncle calling me an uncle, it seems to be respectful, but in fact he doesn't take me seriously at all.

I simply didn't persuade and got out of the car directly.

Uncle Liang followed me out of the car and sent me upstairs, and he began to check the room.

While he was checking, I looked at him carefully for a while.

Uncle Liang is around forty years old, about 1.75 meters, with an inch head, dark skin, a great figure, and a white shirt that is bulging with muscles, and he looks very good at fighting.

After the inspection, Uncle Liang took his leave and said to me; "Uncle, I'm downstairs, you're on the second floor, if you have something to shout, it won't take me a minute to come up!"

"Hmm!"

I nodded, and didn't keep him any longer.

Uncle Liang didn't say anything more, turned to leave, and I noticed that he had a tattoo on his back erection neck, and what was tattooed was covered by clothes, so I couldn't see it clearly.

Soon, there was the sound of the car door closing downstairs.

I went to the balcony on the second floor and looked down, and it was so dark that I couldn't see anything clearly.

To be honest, I am not very comfortable with this arrangement of my father-in-law-to-be, even if I know that he has good intentions, not to mention, I think this arrangement is not just as simple as worrying about my safety, I think there is a bit of a smell of surveillance.

Also, Uncle Liang calls me uncle, so the master in his mouth must be my quasi-father-in-law Gong Fengnian.

The title of lord is generally seen in the old society, and in this era, it always feels a little out of place when I hear it in my ears.

But being able to call the master shows a problem, this good uncle must have followed my quasi-father-in-law for many years, that is to say, he is my quasi-father-in-law's confidant.

If you are just worried about my safety, you can send a few more bodyguards, is it necessary to send a henchman?

But after thinking about it for a long time, I can't figure out what I have to watch for!

"Maybe I'm thinking too much!"

I muttered that since my grandfather died, I have a feeling that everyone is like a bad person.

The reason why this is so is because grandpa's death is not simple.

Grandpa is very much like a mixed drop in the head.

My grandfather told me about the head lowering before his death, and when he gave a person a head down, either there was the birth date of the person who was stricken, or the hair of the person who was sold, or the sorcerer drank the introduction of the caster.

I don't know my grandfather's birthday very well, and it is difficult to get it, which can be ruled out; Hair nails and the like can also be excluded, grandpa has always been his own haircut and nail clipping, cut hair nails, grandpa will burn them directly.

Then only the last one remains, and the grandfather eats or drinks the caster's descendant.

It can be a glass of wine with ingredients or a piece of meat mixed with something.

If so, the biggest suspect fell on Uncle Jiang again, but Uncle Jiang died, and the clue was broken here.

The only people who know are Chu Siyu and the boss who sent Chu Siyu to his grandfather.

If I want to find the boss, it depends on whether my father-in-law has enough energy and whether he can find the two cars that sent Chu Siyu to his grandfather through monitoring.

As for Chu Siyu, if you want to find her, just keep an eye on the news in the past few days.

She returned to the provincial capital to take revenge.

I thought about it and took out my mobile phone to search for information about Chu Siyu's jumping off the building.

After searching for a while, except for a few photos of Chu Siyu and the posts of Chu Siyu's parents, I didn't collect any useful information.

Not only that, none of the four parties related to Chu Siyu's jumping off the building can be found, and the names found out are Liu Moumou, Zhang Moumou, Ding Moumou, Sun Moumou, only surnames, no names.

This was deliberately done by someone to hide what happened back then.

The more this is the case, the more it shows that Chu Siyu's death is not simple.

And to be able to cover the news so tightly, the root is still in Chu Siyu's parents.

If they were determined to seek justice for Chu Siyu, it would be impossible for the news to be suppressed.

I was sighing when WeChat suddenly flashed.

I took a look, and it was a group of college classmates who had been silent for a long time.

After such a while, the group has exploded.

Cheng Feng:, something big has happened to our school!

Song Kai: I saw it too!

Zhang Xiaorui: What's wrong? What's wrong?

Liu Qi: A teacher jumped off the building!

One message after another kept popping up, and the core was one meaning, a teacher in our school jumped off the building in the experimental complex.

There are all kinds of theories, some say that they committed suicide for love, some say that they have depression, and at this moment, another message popped up, and someone sent a picture.

The picture is bloody, with a female teacher in a blue dress lying on the ground twisted and lying on the ground with a pool of black-red blood underneath her.

As soon as this photo came out, there was a series of slots in the group.

Half a minute later, the image was retracted.

I was stunned the moment I saw the picture, not that the tragic situation of the female teacher scared me, but that the distorted posture of the female teacher was exactly the same as Chu Siyu's back then.