The fuss was over and the sky outside became misty and bright, but the atmosphere in the Zhu family was not relaxed.
Mrs. Zhu who was carried to the sofa, the bodyguards who were beating her shoulders and legs, the glasses secretary who was guarding Zhu Cheng, and Lao Mo all looked frightened and had the urge to rush out of the door.
This splendid house is now in a mess. Even the crystal chandelier that was lit all night is now in pieces. Not to mention the wine cabinet and kitchen, which are the hardest hit areas. There are also huge floor-to-ceiling windows, covered with glass fragments.
ground.
Uncle Wu held the pipe and pot in his hand and pulled me to the side. He obviously didn't want to have anything to do with these people. "Now you have seen and heard it? You know why I said this matter can't be dealt with!"
Even if Zhu Cheng was still wavering in his heart and doubtful, he now gave up on showing his identity and begged Lao Mo with a miserable look on his face, "What is going on? Master Wu, you can't ignore it. I also see that you have something."
You, a skilled man, must take care of this matter to the end and save our family, our children, all of us who are still alive."
Two dead souls have shown their own existence with their own magical powers. Zhu Cheng is now more frightened than sad. He has never seen such a thing before and now he just wants to use money to extend his life and keep the master.
"Mr. Wu, the price is easy to talk about, and everything is easy to talk about. It's just that my son's matter can be handled by the man upstairs. We don't need to bother the family anymore. We can discuss everything. I still need you to give me an idea. Please do good deeds and accumulate merit.
I, Zhu Chengming, feel very guilty!"
Mrs. Zhu on the sofa woke up leisurely at this time and cried out, "Son, my son, I seemed to have seen Xi Jie just now. He was very angry. Didn't we help him get married as soon as possible? Xi Jie
You're blaming us."
Mrs. Zhu returned to normal, holding her husband with both hands and crying with snot and tears all over her face. Zhu Cheng didn't know how to answer his wife. He almost wanted to tell her that you did see her, and you were in close contact with her. It was so easy.
Just in uniform.
Uncle Wu's attitude was resolute, "If this is not done properly, someone may die. I cannot bear the consequences. Please forgive me for being helpless."
But I had a bold idea in my mind, just because of the words "accumulate virtue and do good".
Quietly pulled the hem of Uncle Wu's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Wu, I want to take care of this matter. That woman kept crying with me before and even told me dreams. Most likely she was unwilling to do so, and the son of this family
It’s noisy again, and it costs three lives. I don’t want to give up this opportunity.”
Yes, what did I come out to do? Isn't it just to accumulate virtue and do good, to make the makeup artist's profession prosperous, and to change my life by the way, so that I can survive the disaster in the near future. I feel it is a pity to give up now.
Making money is secondary. I can still make money by moving bricks on the construction site. It's just a matter of speed.
Uncle Wu looked at me and emphasized, "This matter is not easy to handle, are you sure?"
I glanced at Mrs. Zhu who was still crying and Zhu Cheng and Lao Mo who were pleading, and finally my eyes fell on the face of the man they called Master Lang.
In the early morning light, this man's body was suffused with a layer of golden light. The black light was gone, but against the tall and strong figure, he appeared to be full of righteousness, with handsome features and extraordinary bearing.
"Uncle Wu, I want to help, but it mainly depends on what you want. I can't do anything about this, but I am obedient and will do whatever you say!"
Perhaps because he saw how sincere I was, Uncle Wu actually nodded, turned around and said to President Zhu, "Your son, plus the couple upstairs, are all thorny problems. As I said, everything will be listened to."
Will you accept my request?"
Zhu Cheng didn't dare to be sloppy like he did yesterday, and nodded hurriedly, "I will listen to you and there will never be any disobedience."
Uncle Wu stretched out four fingers and said, "The Yin people's white matter, 444,000, do you agree?"
"I agree, money is not a problem!"
With a look from Zhu Cheng, the male secretary next to him quickly took out the check folder, added the number on it, and gave it to Zhu Cheng to sign, making the check effective.
He held it with both hands and respectfully handed it to Uncle Wu. The payment was due immediately. It seemed that Zhu Cheng also wanted to express his sincerity. Lao Mo even took the initiative to hand over the cash of 100,000 yuan.
To Uncle Wu.
"Brother Wu, this is my personal gratitude. My life, Mo, is yours now. Please accept it."
Uncle Wu didn't hesitate at all. If it weren't for this Lao Mo, we wouldn't be here. Zhang Wei didn't know where he was. Uncle Wu motioned for me to come forward and collect the money. This time, I didn't show any mercy at all. I just used both hands together.
, holding those bundles of bills in his arms.
He also ordered one side in front of Lao Mo. Who told me to look at this man and not feel happy?
"I've taken over the matter. First of all, Old Mo, you have to explain clearly the source of the body. It doesn't matter if you don't know the rest. Find the person who handled it, preferably the woman's family. These must be clarified, otherwise the person upstairs
I really don’t know who I’m looking for.”
"The other thing is about your young master of the Zhu family. He is obviously not feeling well now. I want to know the real reason. Please come up and ask after midnight tonight. I am still in this house. Now that this house is being messed with by you,
I’m afraid it won’t be easy for Yang people to live in the future.”
Nothing could be done until night. It was now broad daylight. Except for those who continued to keep vigil all night long, Zhu Cheng had arranged for the rest to be placed in a resort under his name.
It is also on the outskirts of the city, not far from the villa area, with beautiful scenery and high-end facilities. It is a place that a country bumpkin like me has never been to.
Uncle Wu was telling the secretary what to prepare for the evening. I took my luggage and sat in the gorgeous and exquisite lobby of the resort, looking around. Finally, I saw the mysterious Mr. Lang, who was also here.
We looked at each other again for a while without saying anything, and then he was welcomed in by the resort management.
I was still thinking about the adventure last night when my attention was suddenly attracted by the news playing in the hotel lobby.
The dignified and intellectual female host held a microphone and stood at the bend of a mountain road. She guided the audience's attention to the isolation guardrail with a big hole in it.
In an accident, a long-distance bus broke through the guardrail and fell down the cliff and valley."
"According to accurate data given by relevant parties, a total of nine people on the bus, including the driver and conductor, were killed. This accident..."
I was not in the mood to listen to anything else, so I looked at the camera and changed the angle.
There were car wrecks and corpses on the river bank. I saw some familiar clothes and the same number of people. Sure enough, they were all killed, but I didn't see the two black figures in the back seat.
Thinking of this, I felt nervous. Uncle Wu said that they were here to do something undercover. It seems to be true...