Chapter 85: Suicide Note in the Secret Room

After listening to what I said, my cousin also knew that the situation was urgent.

He hurriedly turned around and explained to Brother Xie about the matter on our side, and then left the store with me.

"You help me call Dong Jing and ask her to go directly to Mr. Zhang's side and wait for us. It's close to her house, so it's not a big problem. ”

My cousin instructed me while driving.

I called Dongjing, and in about half an hour, we arrived at Mr. Zhang's house.

When I got out of the car, Dong Jing had already arrived, and it seemed that she had already surveyed the whole villa, and she had already figured out all the roads.

"What's going on now?" I asked anxiously.

As I asked, I poked my head into the villa.

There should be no one in the villa, there is no life at all, it is more like a deserted old mansion.

"I've asked all the people inside to evacuate, just clean the villa for us, and they can't take care of the rest." Dong Jing touched his nose and said, "There is a problem with feng shui here, and it seems that the problem is not small, it may be a little troublesome." ”

I pursed my lips and didn't speak.

My cousin and Dong Jing both knew that there was something wrong with the house, but I was the only one who didn't know about it, and at this time I felt a little bit of a gap in my heart.

After all, I've been working with them for so long, and my sensing ability is still very poor.

"This kind of thing has to accumulate slowly, and then I'll teach you slowly. Now do the things in front of you first, according to the same as before, I will set up the formation, and you go to sweep the house. ”

My cousin patted me on the shoulder soothingly, and I nodded, knowing that now was not the time to be sad.

After my cousin had drawn the diagram of the formation and prepared to lay out the formation, Dong Jing and I took flashlights and started sweeping the house one by one.

There's nothing on the first floor, at most I don't think so, it's a bit windy here.

But this wind is not the same as the previous yin wind, this wind is soft, and there is no such harshness.

In my mind, it may just be an ordinary natural phenomenon.

"I'll go to the second floor and have a look." I said a word to Dong Jing beside me, turned around and walked to the second floor.

The second floor is darker than the first floor, after all, the first floor has windows and doors, and the second floor is fully enclosed.

For this reason, the second floor is particularly stuffy.

At that time, when Mr. Zhang was making this villa, he deliberately made a central air conditioner, so once the power went out, the other two floors above the first floor were fully enclosed, which can be said to have no air circulation at all.

I was still on the second floor observing, and Dong Jing had already come up the stairs.

"Did you find anything?" Dong Jing's voice sounded behind me.

I turned to see that she was also holding a flashlight, but there was no expression on her face.

I shook my head.

"The problem seems to be on the first floor." Dong Jing said.

I was stunned when I heard her words.

No, there's nothing on the first floor.

I don't believe what she says.

Maybe I'm desperate to prove that I'm not as good as theirs, or maybe I really don't think there's anything on the first floor worth observing.

Since I had turned around on the second floor, I didn't gain anything, so I had to move to the third floor.

"Don't go up any further, there may be danger up there." Dong Jing said.

But she gave me plenty of space, and the reminder was reminded, and she followed me if I went or not.

I didn't listen to her and turned and went up to the third floor.

On the second floor, you can still hear the sound coming from the first floor, whether it is the sound of my cousin's practice or the sound of the wind.

But after getting to the third floor, it's really quiet and a little weird.

There was still nothing to be found on the third floor, because it was so dark, and although my flashlight was a bright light, the light it emitted could only last in front of my eyes.

To increase my sense of security, I put my hands on the wall and walked slowly.

As I walked, my hand suddenly pushed the wall next to me open.

What?

I had no idea that there would be a secret room here.

But the mind of a rich man is not something that a rural kid like me can guess.

Pushing open the door to the room, I walked inside.

There is still incense burning in the room, and the little spark looks particularly weird in the room.

I took a flashlight and shone it up, and there was a magic card on it.

The god tablet is engraved with the words "The Late Father of the Late Rong Gong Manifests the Throne".

Rong Xianchu?

My mind kept trying to figure out what was going on.

Under normal circumstances, if such a room can be built in this mansion to worship, it is estimated that only Mr. Zhang will be built.

But Mr. Zhang's surname is Zhang, and the old lady's surname is Gu, who is this Rong Xianchu?

The thinking here is still relatively old, generally children have their father's surname, and boys are even worse, and it is even more impossible for the eldest son to have his mother's surname.

In addition, the old lady's surname is Gu, so it is obvious that Mr. Zhang is not his mother's surname at all.

He was the eldest son, and he had no choice at all except to have sex with his father.

So who is this Rong Xianchu?

This secret room was built on the third floor, and looking at this little spark, it should have been Mr. Zhang who had come up to light incense before they left.

That is to say, this person should be very close to Mr. Zhang.

Coupled with Mr. Zhang's actions in the mourning hall today, he may not be an unfilial son, but he is just unfilial to the old lady.

The more strange I felt, the more I wanted to get closer to that altar.

Under the god card is a cabinet, generally the family will use this cabinet to hold a little incense, the purpose is to facilitate the incense on weekdays, do not need to look for incense everywhere.

I opened it along the cabinet, only to find a piece of paper inside.

To be precise, it is not a piece of paper, but a suicide note.

"I know that my life is short, so I made this suicide note, which can be regarded as a will. I will hand over the ownership of the villa to Zhang Yongshu, and the company's business will be jointly held by Zhang Yongshu and Zhang Yongxin. All other property rights are handed over to Zhang Yongxin. As for Zhang Yongbi, he owns 20% of the company's equity and pays dividends every year. ”

Underneath this suicide note, there is also the old lady's seal and fingerprints.

Zhang Yongbi is the eldest son of the Zhang family, that is, Mr. Zhang, who came to us to do something.

So......

The eldest son received the least inheritance, only twenty-half of the shares, and did not yet have a holding of the company. In addition, he did not get all the family's possessions.

Why is that?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong.

So I went back and rummaged through the contents of the cupboard.

There was also a brown leather bag with some documents.

In addition to the proof of adoption, there is also a genetic test report.

Seeing this, I probably understand.

Zhang Yongbi is not a child of this family, he was adopted!