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Chapter 139 "Searching for Life and Death" (Part [-])

"Did you just say you would pay 500 million to find someone? We are professionals in finding people and are industry leaders." The fat man said with a smile, his eyes narrowed.

"That means you can find people whether they are dead or alive, right? Can you find people whether they are alive or dead?" the old man coughed and said.

"Yes, if we can't find it, it will be even worse for other similar companies. If you want to find one person for 500 million, who are you going to let us help you find? We like challenging things the most, and I can't wait. Now." The fat man started gearing up.

"Yes, 500 million. It's not difficult to find my grandson, right?" the old man said lightly.

The fat man was in high spirits before, but suddenly he died.

The thin man patted me on the shoulder and whispered: "Explain it to the old man. You can just enter it here and don't have to spend so much money."

I smiled helplessly and said: "I'm sorry, it's not that expensive to find missing children here. It's only 360 and five yuan. I'll give you a recipe for the detailed process. Don't be anxious. It's easy to understand."

The old man stretched out his hand and said, "Wait a minute, listen to what I have to say."

I had already taken out the service menu on the side and planned to hand it to the old man.

The thin man stretched out his hand to stop me.

The thin man said calmly: "We still have some time, you can speak slowly."

The old man coughed and said to the two bodyguards beside him: "I should be safe here. Just retreat to the door and wait for me. Come in after I call you. You are not allowed to break in at other times, do you understand?"

The two bodyguards nodded and walked toward the door, and the one behind them closed the door.

The old man thought for a while, sighed and said: "I was in the red wine business in the early years. The business was not easy to do at the beginning. After more than ten years, the reputation and popularity finally increased. Now it is pretty good. Over the years It has also become one of the top ten in the industry. I wonder if you have heard of Horse brand red wine?"

The fat man nodded his head and said: "So it was you who founded it. This is amazing. This brand is not well-known domestically, but its export sales are very strong. My relatives overseas have told me about this. I even brought some when I came back during the Chinese New Year. After a few bottles, someone like me who doesn’t know much about wine thinks it’s pretty good.”

"It's funny, I continued. Although the business was going smoothly, my wife died early. My son and daughter-in-law also passed away six months ago. Unfortunately, they were hit head-on by a speeding truck that day. Rescue efforts failed on the spot and they left. , so I only have one grandson left." The old man coughed here and his voice became choked.

"My condolences to the old man, do you want to say that your grandson is also lost? So you want us to help you find it? We have a program for this. Whether we can find it depends on whether the information you provide has characteristics. How old is your grandson? When was he lost? ?" said the fat man.

"My grandson is about the same age as you," the old man said.

"This...it will be difficult to find after it has been lost for so long, so be mentally prepared." I said.

"No, my grandson is not lost," the old man said.

"Wait a minute, why are you looking for your grandson if you haven't lost him? Why should you pay 500 million?" the fat man said angrily.

I grabbed the fat man and said in his ear: "Old people will inevitably be verbose as they get older. Please bear with it. Send them away after listening to the input procedure. We can't afford to offend the rich master."

The fat man snorted coldly and turned his head, busy with his own affairs on the side.

The old man sighed and said: "Because of the death of my son, I love my grandson very much. I promised him almost anything he asked for, so I developed many bad habits. Half a month ago, he was arrested by the police ”

The fat man raised his head when he heard this, as if things had taken a turn for the worse.Perhaps with the flavor of a case, the fat man said with a smile: "You want to say that the police made a mistake? Let us find evidence to defend your grandson?"

"No, my grandson did kill someone and was caught. The evidence is conclusive, and the judge sentenced him to death because it was too serious." The old man said.

"Killing? No way?" I muttered.

"My grandson rushed into the other person's house and killed him with the knife he had prepared. Then he chopped up the whole family. He ran out and hid for a day before being caught." The old man said and took it out of his pocket. Wiping his eyes with a towel, I could see tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

"Is this a premeditated killing and multiple injuries? What kind of hatred does your grandson have against this family? Isn't the revenge for killing his father nothing more than this?" I covered my mouth when I said this. After all, this is his grandson.It seemed a bit excessive to say this in front of others, but the old man didn't seem angry.

"No, no, no, my grandson is a good person. Because this family is the truck driver who hit his parents half a year ago. This driver wanted to make money. He drank tea during the day and worked at Red Bull at night to support his family. Finally, he couldn't control his fatigue driving. He was very sad afterwards. I regret it, but I never dared to tell my grandson about this matter. I don’t know how he found out about it. It seemed that he had been investigating for a long time. I didn’t find out about this matter until he made a move and was caught." The old man lowered his head as he said this. He completely covered his face with a handkerchief.

The sound of sobs echoed through the room, and the coughs came quickly.

"The old man's health is in critical condition." I said helplessly.

"Then isn't this over? What's the deal with finding my grandson? Did he break out of prison?" the fat man said with a frown.

"My grandson has been sentenced to death, and the execution day is three days later. Didn't you tell me that these 500 million are used to find his body? To search for a dead person? I want you to help me find a dead person." The old man used He wiped his tears with his handkerchief again and said.

"Wait a minute, I don't quite understand this. Isn't his grandson your grandson? So you are his only family member. After the death penalty is carried out, there will be no one to fight for it. Can't you claim the body and take it back?" said the thin man. He said thoughtfully.

"Yes, that's right, but I asked the police. They said that the only thing I can claim is my grandson's ashes. I can't take away the entire body." The old man said suppressedly while sobbing without stopping.

"Isn't this great?" I said.

"But I want to keep my grandson's body intact. My idea is very simple. I just want to bury the whole body in our ancestral grave. My son has been hit by a car and is bloody and can only be cremated. I really want to bury this grandson, okay. Let me be buried in the cemetery next door to him after I die of old age. Even if I die together, I will have a companion. I hope you will make it happen." The old man said with a very choked voice. "How do we want to accomplish this? Besides, isn't the death penalty a shooting? Is there a hole in the head of this whole corpse?" said the fat man.

"No, no, no, I know it's a medical solution. Euthanasia, there will be no wounds." The old man explained quickly.

"Okay, so what do you want us to do?" said the thin man.

"I will provide you with all the information I know. You go and check the place where my grandson was executed and the crematorium where he returned afterwards. If you can find 500 million within three days, it is yours. I will handle the follow-up matters." The old man said .

"Wait, can you tell us how you will deal with it? After all, we can't do anything illegal. We need to know how you will act in the future. If this is illegal, wouldn't we be accomplices?" the thin man said again.

The old man coughed and said: "I bought a body from the hospital that is [-]% similar to my grandson's, and it is now stored in the hospital's morgue for freezing. The police are very strict and cannot be bribed, but after the execution, there will be a period of storage before cremation. At the crematorium. When the time comes, I will find a way to exchange the civet cat for the prince, so you don’t need to worry."

"We probably know about this, but the three of us need to discuss it. Can you give us a few minutes? We will give you an answer right away." The thin man said.

The old man made a gesture of invitation and said: "I understand all this, and this matter is not simple. So if you agree, one hundred thousand will be used as a deposit immediately. Whether the matter succeeds or not is yours. If it succeeds, I will pay the remaining 490 million . If it doesn’t work out and the matter ends here, I will never bother you. I will guarantee it in my name.”

"Wait a minute, you are overthinking this. We are not raising the price. This is really not a matter of money. We really need to discuss it," said the thin man.

"Okay." The old man turned his head and looked at the sky outside the window.

The three of us gathered in a group and started discussing.

"The old man is so pitiful, can you help me with this?" the fat man said.

"Actually, things are quite easy to handle, and the key point is that the civet cat is replaced by the prince without our involvement," I said.

"But old man, it's illegal for this raccoon cat to exchange for a prince. We are indirectly involved," said the thin man.

"The old man's sons are dead, and it's wrong for his only grandson to kill someone. But he's been punished, so a corpse isn't as serious as you said, right?" I said.

"Shall we vote by show of hands? There are three of us. It's easy to make a decision. Those who agree to help raise their hands." The fat man said, raising his little hand and putting it on his chest.

I also raised my hand and said: "Look at the people's face and the money's side. You can do this, can't you?"

The thin man shook his head and said, "If I can't defeat you, just take it. It's the most interesting case since our establishment, and there's still money to be made."

The fat man smiled and turned to the old man and said, "We have taken this case."

The old man laughed with relief and took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Two bodyguards walked in at the door.

The old man said to the bodyguard: "Have you brought the money? Are there any documents?"

The bodyguard nodded and pressed the intercom on his chest and whispered something.

At this time, another bodyguard came in at the door and handed a box.

Looking at the bodyguards who came in again, I realized that this old man had more than two bodyguards.

The bodyguard placed the box on the table. The old man slowly opened the box and said, "The password of the lockbox is three zeros. There are one hundred thousand and my grandson's information in it. My contact number is also in there. Three zeros." The Queen of Heaven and my grandson will carry out the execution. That means you have three full days to search, so I won’t bother you."

Full of ten stacks of RMB, the old man closed the lockbox again.

The three of us nodded, and then watched the old man get up and leave our company.

I looked out the window and saw seven black cars parked downstairs.

The number of bodyguards was even more frightening. The old man entered a car in the middle.

Then they drove away one after another.

I retracted my head and sighed: "What a rich man."

The fat man said nervously: "It takes three days to find a crematorium where prisoners who are about to be executed will go to the end? Is it difficult?"

"It's a long time, but a short time. Don't be stunned. Do you want me to help you check the mission you are about to take?" the thin man said dissatisfied.

I immediately rushed to the safe and opened it again.

There are ten stacks of RMB, and there is a yellow document bag underneath the RMB.

(End of this chapter)