reckless detective

Chapter 500 Undead in Flames (19)

Ten minutes later, Master Biao received a message with a video on his mobile phone.

The three people next door stared at the computer screen.

A few seconds later, the reply came.

who are you?
Yan Ruyu glanced at the time on the computer, "It's fast enough."

At first, Wei Shao thought he meant that the other party replied quickly, but seeing the teasing smile on Yan Ruyu's face, he finally understood what he was referring to.

Depend on!
Wei Shao was at a loss by his off-track painting style.

Only Silly Baitian Jinduo agreed solemnly: "Yes, yes, this guy's speed of replying to messages can be ranked among the top three among the people I checked."

"What? Are you going to send him a pennant?"

Yan Ruyu joked about gold and replied:

Old friend, come to the right next door, let's talk
After sending this sentence, he added:
Don't let your bodyguard make a big deal, it won't do you any good

The message was divided into two, and the reply was quick, showing the relaxed state here - at least they didn't even pause to check the information.

Coupled with the title of "old friend", Master Biao was a little uncertain about the situation.

But not long after, several people heard a knock on the door.Unsurprisingly, Mr. Biao is also courageous and has strong reflexes.This is not surprising, after all, he is a man who has seen the world.

Yan Ruyu glanced out through the cat's eye on the door, and it seemed that Lord Biao was alone.

He was still wearing the pajamas just now, and his expression looked very calm, unable to figure out his emotions.

Yan Ruyu stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, while Wei Shao stood aside, ready to make a move at any time, in case the bodyguards of Mr. Biao were caught on both sides of the outside.

The two looked at each other, Wei Shao nodded slightly, and Yan Ruyu opened the door.

Master Biao looked at the two of them calmly, and the surprise flashed across his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't expect that it was two young people who were fighting against him—in his impression, most of the people who had trouble with him were half-old men of the same age.

Hired murder perhaps?
On this point, Master Biao has doubts in his heart for the time being.

Although the two made "please" gestures, Mr. Biao didn't enter the door, he hesitated for a second.

Wei Shao simply opened his mouth to answer his question.

"Uncle Biao, do you still recognize me?"

Master Biao's gaze wandering between the two of them fixedly landed on Wei Shao's face, and he wandered around, vaguely feeling that the child looked familiar.

It's only one point, he really can't remember it.

"You should know my dad, Cao Yaohua."

Hearing the word "Cao Yaohua", Lord Biao's pupils suddenly shrank.This name has been silent in the depths of his memory for a long time.

He thought he had forgotten it a long time ago, but he didn't expect that when he heard the name again, the memory of that person was still terribly vivid.

"Aren't you going to come in and sit?"

Wei Shao had already turned around and walked towards the house.

Master Biao restrained his emotions and made himself look invulnerable.But the moment he saw Wei Shao's lame leg, he was slightly taken aback.

Realizing that this might be an unavoidable topic, Master Biao simply asked as he entered the room: "Is your leg... injured?"

This was the first time Yan Ruyu heard someone ask about Wei Shao's lame leg, and he quietly pricked up his ears waiting for the answer.

Wei Shao sat down, patted his lame leg, "Old problem, I was ill when I was a child, high fever, more than 40 degrees, and my leg became lame after the burn.

Later, I also saw a doctor. The doctor said that if I had been treated in time and had physical therapy and recovery, I could have recovered.It's a pity that the conditions were not very good at that time, and my mother's mental state... didn't care about me. Seeing that I was walking awkwardly, she just thought it was my sprained ankle, and she didn't care much, so she fell into this problem. "

His tone sounded calm, but the more he said it, the more worrying he was.

How many worse ordeals did he have to go through before he could be as peaceful as a companion.

As if realizing that his attitude was not very effective, Wei Shao added: "My mother regrets this negligence the most in her life. When she was dying, she still grabbed my hand and kept apologizing to me."

Obviously, he is not suitable for sensationalism.

After he finished speaking, Master Biao also found a place to sit down, with a proper expression of the elder caring for the younger generation, and sighed a few times with emotion, it was impossible to tell whether it was true or not.

"These years... I have suffered for you, is there anything I can do to help?" Master Biao asked.

It was also impossible to tell whether he was asking sincerely, or just being polite.

Wei Shao was not polite to him.

"There's really something you can do to help."

Master Biao leaned forward, pretending to be listening attentively.

"Let the bodyguard outside the door go back and rest, we won't do anything to you."

Lord Biao didn't feel embarrassed either, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number to let the bodyguards leave.

Sure enough, several people heard the rustling of footsteps coming from the door.

Master Biao didn't bother to explain, he just signaled Wei Shao to continue with the business.The attitude of not taking the two little brats seriously is obvious.

Wei Shao asked straight to the point: "How did my father die that year?"

Master Biao seemed to have expected that he would ask this question, but he still took a moment to organize his words.

"I know your father died strangely. He was a great living person. He only went in for a month, and suddenly died suddenly at the moment of being released. It's unreasonable." Master Biao shook his head, "But I know nothing better than that." You have... after so many years, things have long been different..."

Wei Shao didn't come to listen to the old man's emotions, he interrupted: "I ask you to answer, is that okay?"

Master Biao was taken aback, he didn't expect Wei Shao to be so tough, and then he realized that he didn't know this young man.

After all, he is Cao Yaohua's son.As soon as this idea was born, looking at Wei Shao again, he felt like a young hero.

"go ahead."

"Why was my father arrested back then?"

"Business matters... You know, that era... Besides, we started dabbling in the real estate business again. There is no one who doesn't give gifts or flatter. To put it bluntly, for a project of 100 million yuan, the gift will cost 50 yuan. This is the rule.

It wasn't a big deal at first, but someone got caught... I made it clear that someone wanted to mess with us, that's why we got caught. "

"Who?"

"This... people don't know 'I framed' on their faces, so I was just guessing back then."

"Then what's your guess?"

"Sun Lang."

Wei Shao nodded, "After my father died, Sun Lang took over most of his real estate business at once. I checked the old accounts, and some projects that our family had already won the bids were also transferred to him."

"No, we were caught off guard by this move."

Wei Shao continued: "But just because he can't move the project, there must be someone in the government to help. Who is it?"

Master Biao frowned, and seemed to be thinking about it. After a few seconds, he said, "I don't know."

I can't tell whether he really doesn't know, or is deliberately prevaricating.

Yan Ruyu interrupted: "Didn't you have any guesses about this back then?"

Master Biao continued to frown.

Yan Ruyu persisted and said: "Although there are many people in the government office, there are only a few people with real power in each unit. You should be familiar with them. The one who can transfer so many projects to Sun Lang at one time must be in the Among these few people, were you able to guess?"

The analysis was reasonable, Master Biao couldn't refute it, he took a deep look at Yan Ruyu.

"Okay." Master Biao finally let go, "The year your father entered, the situation was a bit complicated..."

(End of this chapter)