After the rebirth, the big guys call me ancestors

Chapter 253 Who Killed Ji Sizhi?

Adjutant Feng was on the side, he couldn't help laughing.

Ji Ziming's expression tightened, and he couldn't help throwing a murderous look at Adjutant Feng.

He can't cure his wife, he can't cure a bastard, and he can't cure a little adjutant?

"What are you staring at?" Sun Simin tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks, his beautiful eyes were slightly cold, and he said in a choked voice, "If you stare at me again, your eyes will only be that big. Adjutant Feng's eyes are much bigger than yours."

This time, Ji Ziming completely lost face.

His old man got up and walked to the sofa in the living room in a daze like he was made into a little daughter-in-law: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let the fart go quickly."

Ji Lize took out a lollipop from his pocket, and said vaguely, "I have a clue about what happened 20 years ago."

Hearing this, Ji Ziming's originally very uncomfortable mood immediately dissipated, and quickly changed into a feeling of oppression that was about to suffocate.

He subconsciously grabbed the phone, and repeatedly confirmed: "What happened 20 years ago?"

Ji Lize let out a "hmm".

Holding the document, he looked at it in detail again and said, "What happened 20 years ago."

The incident that made grandpa step down from his position, and father rushed to Shen's house and smashed things wildly.

Ji Ziming's throat moved dryly.

He trembled: "Who is it?"

Who took his sister away, who killed his sister? !

A trace of blood flashed in Ji Lize's wolf-like eyes.

He fixed his eyes on a familiar name on a certain page, opened his lips and slowly uttered five words: "The three families of Meng Gulin."

Ji Ziming slammed his fist on the coffee table, his knuckles were red and creaking.

And such a sudden movement could not help but attract the attention of the dining table.

Sun Simin frowned.

Adjutant Feng hesitated a little, turned his head and said: "Madam, the chief..."

"Don't worry about it." Sun Simin's eyes flickered, and he said calmly: "You continue to eat, it's okay, that old guy is probably fighting against Li Ze."

But everyone knew that Ji Ziming would never get angry at Ji Lize with such an appearance.

"Then how did they hide it?" Ji Ziming raised his voice, forced himself to calm down, and said icy coldly: "The original inspection and investigation results showed that your little aunt... committed suicide."

There was no external force or incitement, Ji Si disappeared in the Shen family's villa the whole time, ran to an abandoned house in the suburbs, climbed up to the sixth floor, climbed over the railing and jumped down.

Ji Lize's eyes distantly reminded him of the woman who was like a white rose back then.

He said: "Because the person who killed my little aunt...may not be a human being."

not human?
Ji Ziming's expression froze.

He keenly caught the trace of meaning in his son's words, and narrowed his tiger eyes slightly: "Speak human words."

Ji Lize bit the candy in his mouth, rolled his eyes and said, "You are not human, what I meant was the literal meaning of that sentence."

Ji Ziming was silent, and then...

"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a master."

"What about the elites before the founding of the People's Republic of China?" Ji Lize thought of a sentence from the intelligence report just now.

He couldn't help but fell into deep thought: "And he doesn't have to be a genius, if it's a hundred-year-old zombie, how should we deal with it?"

I heard that you can get black blood, mahogany swords, mahogany nails, talisman paper and glutinous rice for beating zombies?
Ji Ziming heard the seriousness in what seemed to be a joke.

His eyes were dark, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me from the beginning to the end of what you found out."

(End of this chapter)