Mr. Ji sighed: "He actually doesn't know the truest inside story. He just pieced together some information and wanted to use it to threaten you. Only what I said is the truth."
Ji Yuting didn't believe it at all. He couldn't listen to every word Mr. Ji said.
"Grandpa, have a good rest. Our National Bureau of Investigation still has some matters to deal with. I'll leave first."
Ji Yuting turned and left.
"A Ting."
Mr. Ji called out, "They are all blood relatives. Grandpa does not want to see the killing and persecution of his relatives before he dies. Grandpa hopes to see all descendants under his knees and four generations living under the same roof."
Ji Yuting stopped where he was, but did not look back. He seemed to have considered Mr. Ji's words for a long time before he opened his long legs and left the old man's master bedroom.
The old man's repeated description of the truth of that year made him confused.
Shengge happened to come down from upstairs and saw him standing in the corridor with his mind wandering.
"How is grandpa's health? Has the medical team come to see him?"
Ji Yuting said concisely and to the point, "He is very good."
These three words instantly made Shengge understand that Mr. Ji was pretending to be ill, but as a granddaughter-in-law, she couldn't say anything about this, so she could only remain silent.
Ji Yuting put his arm around her shoulders, "How are the babies? Are they asleep?"
Shengge nodded, "Already asleep. I cried for a while when I went up. I just need to comfort them a little. The babies are very good."
Ji Yuting breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, let's go, I'll take you back to Yusheng Xiaozhu."
Shengge is inexplicable.
"You want me to go home first?"
Ji Yuting looked at his watch, there was still one hour before ten o'clock.
"I have to finish the matter with the second uncle and his son, and listen to the explanation from the second uncle."
Shengge took the initiative to grab his big palm and intertwined their fingers with his, "Then let's go together. I can't sleep even if I go home alone, so why don't I work with you."
She was in such high spirits that Ji Yuting couldn't refuse and was very touched to have his wife by his side so late at night.
The two held hands and came out of the old man's villa.
Just as he reached the door of the villa, Ji Yuting's phone rang.
It was the police officer from the National Bureau of Investigation's holding cell.
"Master Yu, something happened. Ji Xinghui is missing in the cell!"
Ji Yuting frowned, his expression instantly grim.
Shengge immediately sensed something was wrong with his expression and looked at him.
The two rushed to the National Bureau of Investigation and entered the cell where Ji Yong and Ji Xinghui were originally held.
In the dark cell, only Ji Yong was sitting leisurely by the wall, smoking.
The rising smoke obscured his expression, adding a bit of gloom to his whole person.
He lowered his eyes, suppressed his determination to die together, and waited silently for Ji Yuting and Shengge to come over.
"Yu Ting, your National Bureau of Investigation management is not very good. My Ah Hui disappeared. Why don't you give me an explanation for this?"
Ji Yuting's eyes were cold as he slowly stepped forward and stared at him condescendingly, "Second uncle is so good at making people reach inside my National Bureau of Investigation and quietly get them out of the detention room.
It’s really amazing.”
On the way here, he and Shengge had already checked the monitoring room.
Qinian was also working overtime to investigate this matter.
The strange thing is that just half an hour ago, the entire National Bureau of Investigation monitoring room was maliciously hacked, and all monitoring rooms were forced to shut down.