At the Chen family mansion, Chen Xuanjun hung up the call that went unanswered.
He sat on the chair, his eyes as silent as the stagnant water in the mountains, cold and waveless.
The old man with sarcoma had known him for many years, and he knew his temperament best, so it made no sense for him to remain silent after getting through the phone call.
So the answer is simple, something happened to the old thing.
Chen Xuanjun couldn't help but think too much about the fact that something went wrong while inquiring about the private meeting between Jiang Yuezhong and Hongyu.
Being able to become the head of the Chen family and being called a demon fox in the Kyoto business world, Fourth Master Chen has never been a fool who can be played by others.
On the contrary, he is suspicious by nature and does not absolutely trust anyone except himself.
Even Jiang Yuezhong, who has been with him for more than ten years, raised the red fish with his own hands.
In his opinion, he is just an ally who can tell eight secrets.
That's all.
"Tengu, arrange a car and go to Xiaguo Village immediately." Chen Xuanjun opened WeChat and sent a voice message.
Some things were doubtful, and without complete evidence, he needed to verify them himself.
Verify his guess, even if he comes back empty-handed.
Half an hour later, Chen Xuanjun arrived at the dilapidated small building behind the bamboo forest.
The courtyard door was open and it was unusually quiet.
He walked into the kitchen warily and saw the old man with sarcoma lying on the floor covered in blood.
The tengu hurriedly stepped forward to check, cautiously.
Chen Xuanjun closed his eyes and sighed: "Dead."
Tengu replied: "The body temperature is normal, and he died within five minutes at most."
Chen Xuanjun stopped talking, turned and left with a dark face.
Tengu followed up and said: "Fourth Master, I think we might as well try summoning spirits. We will know who did it once we ask."
Chen Xuanjun walked to the courtyard gate, stopped and lit a cigarette.
He looked at the swaying green bamboo forest in front of him and said, "No need, if he really took action, there would be three souls and seven souls left for you to track."
Tengu said blankly: "Fourth Master knows who the murderer is?"
Chen Xuanjun hesitated slightly and said: "I'm not sure, but I hope it's not him."
"It shouldn't be him."
He whispered to himself, with a complicated look on his face: "Bei, is this betrayal?"
At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten that the identity of the person had already been determined from the moment he said there was no need to try to summon the spirit.
It's just that he doesn't want to believe it.
The tengu was confused and stood stupidly.
...
In the speeding commercial car, Jiang Yuezhong lowered his head and smiled, and sent a text message to Red Fish.
"Hide the evil python from me and turn it into a dragon. Oh, I won't know what you are thinking?"
"Aren't you just worried that something might happen if the Red Lotus of Luck is controlled by me?"
"It's too late. From the day you didn't listen to my advice, I have no intention of returning these nine little lotuses to you."
"After more than ten years of hard work and time wasted, some interest will be charged."
"When the time is right, I will let the red fish swallow up your luck and return this newly transformed dragon to its original form."
"Evil python?"
"You can't even make a loach."
"Ayawn."
The old Taoist priest sneezed and subconsciously rubbed his crotch.
Damn it, it's so refreshing to have a woman you like and let it out to your heart's content. You no longer have to hold it in like before.
The most important thing is that she is obedient enough.
When he asked her to lie down, she would lie down honestly and would never go against the grain like Chen Xuanjun did.
Thinking of this, the old Taoist priest who killed people without blood became interested and sang the Huang-Plum Opera with his orchid fingers.
"In order to save Li Lang from his home, who would have expected that he would be ranked number one on the yellow list."
"The number one scholar wears a red robe, and the palace flowers in his hat are so fresh, hey hey hey..."
