"No, no." Lu Yuchuan smiled and quickly explained, "You don't have to be nervous. It has nothing to do with you, and Mr. Ren has not committed any trouble."
The simple middle-aged woman looked at her half-doubtedly.
Lu Yuchuan expressed his intention, "That's right. I heard that Mr. Ren had a daughter separated from him around 2004. We now have his daughter's whereabouts, so I want to contact him."
This elder sister was completely unaware of this matter.
"That... sister, is it convenient for me to go in and sit in? I want to talk to you. Since you bought his house, you must have had contact with him, right?" Lu Yuchuan said sincerely, "I just want to find it now.
He, even if there is only a clue."
The middle-aged woman looked at him, hesitated for a while, thought for a few seconds, nodded, and let go of the door, "Come in."
This house is a bit old, and it is still a staircase house with no elevator installed. This is the location on the third floor.
After Lu Yuchuan entered, he asked directly, "Can you tell me what the previous house director you remembered looked like? Do you have no purchase contract? Think about it again, there is really no contact information for him?"
"I bought a house through an agent. I didn't have his contact information. I met on the day of signing the contract. A tall and fat middle-aged man, who was serious and easy to talk to, and even paid the property fee for us for two years.
It’s five thousand dollars.”
intermediary?
Lu Yuchuan seemed to have found another breakthrough, "Which agent? The person who introduced you to buy a house at that time, do you still have any contact information?"
"I'll look for it." The middle-aged woman turned around and walked into the room.
Lu Yuchuan stood in the living room and waited patiently.
Since those 67 samples are not comparable, he will find Mr. Ren at all costs!
At this time, Tong Hua was in the dilapidated study on the third floor.
Xiaolong found a yellowed notebook with words written on the bookshelf. The cover was rotten and the paper was a little wet. Sometimes two or three pages of paper were stuck together.
"Madam, look at this book. Is it the one you are looking for?"
Tong Hua turned his eyes when he heard the sound, took the notebook from him, a thick one, and turned on the first page, which contained a date, 20 years ago...
It's an essay!!
Tong Hua felt like she had a treasure. She held her breath and excitedly put the notebook on the desktop.
Then he bent over and looked around, focusing on the content after the car accident...
Xiaolong and Xiaohu were still looking for other clues on the bookshelf next to them. Although they were two big men, they were very meticulous in their work and deserved to be Han Yunzhi's right-hand assistants.
Tong Hua didn't care how long it took for the chair beside her to wipe it, so she sat down and placed her phone on the desktop. If there were any important discoveries, she would take a picture.
Just like that, ten minutes passed... She looked carefully page by page.
Finally, she saw this article-
It was June 28, 2002, and the weather was rainy.
Tong Hua remembered a point in mind that the car accident occurred on June 15 of this year.
In other words, this three-page essay was written on the 13th day after the car accident.
In other words, it was within a week after he was resigned from office.
During this period, his heart must be suffering.
It is not difficult to see between the lines that Zhang Gao was not in a good mood this day, just like a depressed and cold day outside the window with raining all night.
He wrote in his essay—
Mr. Lu is still lying in the hospital. I am very worried about him, but I can’t show up again. Alas, I can only learn about his recent situation through the news, which makes me feel very sad.