"One stone kills four eagles" is a very powerful method.
but!
The head always says that things are fickle and plans can never keep up with changes.
In the end of this serial conspiracy, an "x factor" suddenly appeared.
The "x factor" represents something that cannot be mastered.
This person is Tian Sanjiu!
I asked: "Then what should we do now? Should we find someone to stay here secretly? Maybe this man named Wang Yuanjie will come back suddenly."
Shaking his head: "This person will not come back. He has already found out that the matter has been exposed, and..."
He raised his head thoughtfully, looked around and said, "I always have a feeling that he still left something for me here and wanted me to see it."
"Look under the bed, in the drawers, and look through the ancient books on the bookshelf."
We were so confused that when we searched, we actually found something left by Wang Yuanjie in a book. We were not sure whether he had left it on purpose or if he had forgotten to take it away.
It was a color photo. In the photo, a child who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old was washing the feet of an old man.
The old man was reading a newspaper. His hair was gray and his face was invisible.
How should I put it... It feels like an apprentice is washing the master's feet, respectfully.
Suddenly, Pickle Girl pointed at the little boy in the photo and exclaimed!
"This! This is Brother Jie!"
I glared at him and said, "You still call me Brother Jie? This one almost killed all of us!"
Kimchi girl dodges her eyes and says I'm sorry, I don't know.
"Head? What are you still looking at?"
Lift your head up to take the photo and keep looking at the light.
He said: "Yunfeng, you have good eyesight. Look, does the white-haired old man in this photo have a pigtail on the back of his head?"
I took a closer look and saw that it was indeed a white-haired old man reading a newspaper with a small braid on the back of his forehead.
Then he put his head down and put the photo down, took out his cell phone, flipped through it for a long time, and called.
"Hey, Mr. Liu, it's me, Xiansheng."
Beggar Liu's voice came.
"Oh, what's wrong? You suddenly remembered to call me?"
He raised his head and said, "Master Liu, there is something I want to ask you. Zhuge Qing, is this person still alive?"
"Zhuge Qing...are you talking about...little newsboy Zhuge Qing?"
Say yes to your head.
"I don't know. I haven't heard of this guy in years. He's a scheming little newsboy. I almost forgot his nickname."
"Then, Mr. Liu, you can rest, I won't disturb you."
He hung up the phone with his head, his eyes full of worry.
He hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "I hope not. If Wang Yuanjie's master is Zhuge Qing, that would make sense."
I asked him who he was, and shook his head. It seemed that he didn't want to say anything now, and I knew enough not to ask any more questions.
Unable to find Wang Yuanjie who had been hiding, we began to search for Yang Laoyao with all our strength.
This person is a breakthrough. The gang leader has always suspected that it was Yang Laoyao who caused Xiaoxia's harm.
I called Wan Shitong all night, gave him 50,000 yuan, and asked him to help find these two people.
When professional people do professional things, 50,000 yuan is not in vain.
Early the next morning, Wanshitong sent accurate news, saying that Yang Laoyao had suddenly become rich recently. Yesterday, he appeared in a barber shop in the city and hired three girls at once.
"I knew it! Where did he get the money!"
"Fuck! Go! Go find him now!"
The gang leader gritted his teeth and said: "If he really harmed Xiaoxia, I will dig out all his extra eggs with scissors on behalf of Mr. Li!"
