I recalled the plot of The Orphans of Zhao in my mind.
If I were Zhao Wu, wouldn't my father be Cheng Ying? Then who is Tu Anjia, and what roles did Sister Lin and Uncle Yang play in this matter?
The more I thought about it, the more confused my mind became. I shook my head vigorously: "Shen Gongxu, what exactly do you want to say?"
"You still don't understand, do you? Okay, I'll help you figure it out."
Shen Gong's tone was calm: "What is certain now is that you, Gu Yan, are from the Wu clan like me, but your father is not from the Wu clan, so the man you just met must not be your biological father. Is this correct?
"
I said yes.
Mr. Shen tapped the steering wheel with his finger: "I heard you and that man named Yang talking outside this afternoon when we were having dinner. You just told him that I was a witch, but in the evening those four people came to kill your father. That's it.
Bar?"
I frowned: "There is no necessary connection between the two things, right? You can't just rely on this to conclude that they were sent by Uncle Yang."
"Really no contact? Gu Yan, you are still too young."
Duke Shen sneered: "Don't forget that your sister is also from the Wu clan, and the person surnamed Yang can say anything. If the Wu people hate the genocide, it proves that he must know the situation of the Wu clan very well.
Is there a possibility? I mean, what if the person named Yang knows that I can tell that you are a witch and told you, so he is afraid that you will investigate your true identity.
And your father must know some ulterior secret, so he took the initiative and found someone to get rid of your father. In this way, the clues will be cut off, and you will never know who your biological parents are.
Of course, this is just my inference, as to whether you believe it or not, it’s up to you.”
With that said, Duke Shen took out a puppet from his arms, its eyes were glowing with blood-red light.
"Hey, it seems that the people who want to kill your father are very anxious. In less than ten minutes, another group of people have arrived at your house."
Duke Shen threw the puppet in his hand to me: "You are not an ordinary person yet, but don't worry, the mother-child puppet has killed them all."
I stared into the puppet's eyes, and a slight chill seeped out from the bottom of my heart.
After being in contact with him for so long, I know that Mr. Shen will not joke, let alone make nonsense. Since he dares to say it, it proves that he has a plan in his heart.
So is it really Uncle Yang who wants to kill my dad?
I took a deep breath, took out my cell phone from my pocket, turned on the speaker, and dialed Uncle Yang's number.
He picked up the phone after only two rings: "Xiao Gu, are you home yet?"
He was still smiling and his tone sounded normal.
I also suppressed the turbulence in my heart and said to Uncle Yang in a normal tone: "Not yet, Mr. Shen and I are walking to the No. 5 Reservoir, ready to see the land."
Then I added: "By the way, Uncle Yang, I just went to see my dad."
Uncle Yang paused for a moment.
But then he lowered his voice and said to me: "Why did you suddenly think of going home? Didn't I tell you to wait for a while? Mr. Zhuo hasn't been found yet, so aren't you afraid of causing trouble for your parents?"
I pretended to sigh: "Hey, don't mention it, we've already caused trouble. As soon as I entered the community, I saw four people getting out of the van, surrounding my dad's car, wielding knives and guns. If Shen Gong hadn't taken action in time,
, I guess my dad is lying in the morgue by now."
"What's going on? Is it your father's enemy, or was it sent by Mr. Zhuo?"
Uncle Yang's tone was a little heavy: "Then what was your father's reaction when he saw you? Did you two say anything?"
I said hey, why are we meeting? We didn’t have time to meet at all, okay? Duke Shen killed all four of them, and we were planning to go to No. 5 Reservoir to dump their bodies.
So Uncle Yang, I have something to trouble you. Can you send a few people to protect my dad? Those people have unknown origins. I'm afraid they have back-up plans. If something happens, I won't be able to get back.
What?
"That's no problem. I'm going to call someone to watch downstairs at your house right now."
Uncle Yang hesitated for a moment, then asked me in a low voice: "By the way, Gu Yan, you have a friend named Wu Hao who you have been playing with since childhood, and later you took refuge with Mr. Zhuo, right?"
What he said made my heart skip a beat.
After being silent for half a minute, I lowered my voice and asked Uncle Yang: "Yes, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing. It's just that someone under my command reported that Wu Hao appeared at home."
Uncle Yang paused for a moment: "One more thing, Xiao Gu, do you know the identity of Wu Hao's father? He was the deputy director a few years ago, half a rank higher than your father.
And I heard that your father’s promotion to deputy director has encountered some resistance recently, and this resistance seems to have something to do with Wu Hao’s father.”
My brain suddenly had a short circuit: "Uncle Yang, what do you mean..."
"It's not interesting, I just want to remind you."
Uncle Yang interrupted me: "I have something else to do here. I have made an appointment with the leaders of the Planning Bureau of the Environmental Protection Bureau to have dinner and try to get the procedures for your factory approved as soon as possible.
If nothing happens, just hang up now. Don't worry about your dad, I'll call and send someone over now."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of noise from Uncle Yang's side. It seemed like someone was asking him who he was calling and whether he wanted to avoid drinking or something if he hadn't come in for so long.
Uncle Yang chuckled, said a few casual words, and then hung up the phone.
I was really confused and turned my head mechanically to look at Mr. Shen.
Mr. Shen narrowed his eyes slightly: "What he said is true. At least I didn't hear any hint of panic or nervousness in his words."
I handed the mother-in-law puppet in my hand back: "So is there a possibility? I mean, if this matter has nothing to do with Uncle Yang, the person who wants to kill my dad is actually sent by Wu Hao."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Shen nodded: "This possibility cannot be ruled out. I just said that it is just a speculation and there is no conclusive evidence.
But this does not rule out that Yang is acting. For someone like him who has worked hard in the mall for many years, it is not difficult to tell lies into truth."
After receiving Mr. Shen's affirmative reply, I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Since I am not the biological child of my parents, until I find my biological parents, Sister Lin can be regarded as my only relative in this world.
Uncle Yang is her subordinate. If he really sent someone to kill my dad, to be honest, I really can't accept it.
I threw my phone against the windshield and leaned back on my chair: "Stop guessing. I'd better wait until I get home and ask my dad."
Mr. Shen didn't answer. He silently pressed the accelerator to the bottom. The Alpha's light body shook twice, and then he drove firmly towards the No. 5 Reservoir.
"Damn, what a crappy car, it's so boring to drive."
Mr. Shen suddenly hit the steering wheel: "Gu Yan, let me drive your Range Rover. If you always drive this thing, you don't know what it is and you think I'm a driver."