I sent another message to Shui Yueqing: How could you find a crew member to lead the fight?
Shui Yueqing: It’s a long story. This is our family’s business, and I don’t know much about it. I only know that grandpa and the others came to him, and then they asked me to follow them. They originally said they wanted me to supervise them, but in the end
People died inside.
Qian Long: From the beginning, I saw that you are not just a translator, but you should be the real leader, right? Songdao is just a guide!
Shui Yueqing: I am considered the representative of the organizer.
Qian Long: Then do you know why Xiaochuan wanted to kill Songdao? In front of the Demon Tower, the person who wanted to kill Songdao was not only me but also another person, Xiaochuan.
Sui Yueqing: Ah?! How is this possible? Ogawa was invited by us to help Matsushima. In fact, he helped me lead the entire team. How could he want to kill Matsushima? No, it should be Kato!
Qian Long: I don’t know, I saw it with my own eyes.
Shui Yueqing: Thank you for providing this information. I will tell grandpa and the others immediately. Also, do you need me to make a copy of your grandpa’s notebook?
Qian Long: Just scan and get a copy.
Shui Yueqing: Okay, I’ll get off first.
Qian Long: Goodbye.
Shui Yueqing: By the way, how is your father's injury?
Qian Long: Thank you for your concern. He is much better.
Shui Yueqing: Well, take good care of him. Goodbye.
Qian Long: Goodbye
As soon as I said goodbye, Da Zhuang suddenly nodded and said: "Long live, I know how Xiaochuan got your grandfather's notes. Do you still remember that during the melee in front of the demon tower, your grandfather was dragged into the terracotta warriors forest by them?
Dao touched your grandfather's body, and the notes must have been taken away at that time."
After Da Zhuang reminded me, I also remembered that Songdao was indeed touching my grandfather's body at that time, but another question came up. Songdao had been touching my grandfather's body for a long time, as if just to get the notebook.
, since this notebook is so important, how did it fall into Ogawa's hands? I remember that after Matsushima was shot to death by me, my father went up to check it out, and nothing was found. Now that I think about it, there is only one
It is possible that the notes were given to Ogawa when Matsushima was still alive!
I hurriedly told Da Zhuang my thoughts. Da Zhuang scratched his head and was puzzled for a while: "His brother, what kind of plane did these little Japanese people make? What you said makes sense, but don't forget that Songdao was the
Kato. Your grandfather's notes must have recorded a lot of what happened when they went to the Demon Tower. This is extremely important to Kato, just like the photo that can reveal his identity. I really can't figure out why he gave this thing to
Xiaochuan, is it possible that this old demon knows that he is going to die?"
I shook my head and couldn't figure it out: "Even if he wants to give it, he should give it to Shui Yueqing. Xiaochuan wants to kill him. If, like you said, he knew he was going to die, he would probably know where he was going to die.
Whose gun was it? It was just an unexpected incident. Even I didn't think it would kill him, so it shouldn't be taken into consideration."
Da Zhuang puffed out smoke: "You mean, Songdao knew that Xiaochuan would kill him, but still gave the notes to Xiaochuan. No, this is illogical. I think we should not think about it and understand the inside story of the whole thing.
Yes, only from Japan. So, we should calm down and wait for the news about Shui Yueqing! By the way, do you want to discuss it with Fourth Master?"
"No need." My father has been in a bad state recently. Since returning from Yunnan, he has been very depressed mentally. I have communicated with him several times. His problem is that he returned without success and paid such a high price.
, I feel even more discouraged and grumpy every time I think of Chi Dan, which may have a lot to do with the loss of his right hand. I tried to comfort him, but to no avail, and my father is old and has lost his right hand.
, I don’t want to bother him anymore with the trouble that has disturbed the family for decades.
That night, Da Zhuang and I didn't go home. We bought some food and wine and drank in the shop until midnight. We waited until the next day and there was no news about Shui Yueqing. We were so anxious that we couldn't do anything. We wanted to give her something.
I made a call, but when I saw that the number was an Internet phone number, I couldn't call back.
Da Zhuang sat under the air conditioner, staring straight at the beautiful legs passing by outside the door, and swallowed from time to time. I sat in front of the computer, playing cards, and from time to time I would comment with him about a certain girl with beautiful legs.
Time flowed in such a boring way from morning to afternoon. The two of them had something to eat and were about to continue doing things in the morning.
Suddenly a person came in at the door. He was a man in his thirties. He was dressed very strangely. He was wearing long sleeves and long trousers on a hot day. He had a big cowboy hat on his head and a pair of cloth shoes on his feet. In Shanghai, he was in his thirties.
If you can find a man who wears cloth shoes among the 20 years old men, that is simply weird!
"Hello, what are your orders?" Da Zhuang said politely, imitating me.
The man didn't speak, but kept looking into the room. He didn't seem to see Da Zhuang, which made Da Zhuang feel embarrassed. "Hey! Who are you looking for?" Da Zhuang immediately returned to his true nature and asked again.
.The man still didn't speak, but walked towards the house.