Liu Lanshan inquired about this middle-aged man, but he was admitted eleven years ago and was sentenced to seventeen years and six months.

This man was nicknamed Lame San. His real name was Guo Chengjun. He was the third eldest child in his family and was from Heilongjiang Province. When he was young, he was very brave and had his leg maimed by someone. He has been walking with a limp ever since.

This man is cruel and ruthless. He brought several horse boys from Heilongjiang Province to Shanghai to collect admission fees from various nightclubs.

The reason why he was arrested was for smuggling. According to the information Liu Lanshan learned, when Wu Zhonghua's daughter disappeared, Guo Chengjun should have just arrived in Shanghai and was a newcomer.

Now Guo Chengjun is in his sixties and seventy years old. According to his age, he is estimated to be about seventy-two-three.

This is a problem. It is very difficult for him to say something, because he must know that if he says it, he will never think about it again in this life, and his sentence will be increased.

Seventeen years and six months. He has been sitting for eleven years. If he performs well and so on, he may come out in fifteen or fourteen years. Then he can still enjoy it for a few years. But if it is revealed whether he had any previous

If he was found out, he would not admit it even if he was beaten to death.

Zhao Mingyang thought for a moment and decided not to tell Wu Zhonghua. There was too much uncertainty about the news at the moment.

But you can talk, you can talk about anything. For example, if someone brings a message to Guo Chengliang, he has three children at home, his daughter is married, and his grandson is about to go to school, so he knows what to do.

Zhao Mingyang asked Liu Lanshan to make arrangements. Guo Chengliang was not here and was being held in custody in Xiamen City.

Zhao Mingyang had many ways to make Guo Chengliang, who didn't want to speak, speak. Fortunately, this guy was not dead yet. After all, it happened more than thirty years ago, and he was afraid that many people would be dead.

But what makes Zhao Mingyang even more irritated is that this group of people are still alive. What a scourge they have been living for a long time, and they are actually full of descendants.

At present, there is only this line. We have to wait for Guo Chengliang's line. Zhao Mingyang actually has a bad premonition. This Guo Chengliang is most likely to be paid to do things like Hong Xing. He has no idea who instigated him to do this behind the scenes.

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But there was a plum blossom sign, so Zhao Mingyang asked Liu Lanshan again to check if anyone knew about this gang decades ago.

I have to ask a bunch of old men and women, it's been too long.

Zhao Mingyang walked to Wu Zhonghua's house. He took out his mobile phone to compare the street scenes left here.

There were no cars here at that time,

Most of the means of transportation are bicycles, pedal tricycles, motorcycles and cars. Only those with money can afford them, but it is not ruled out that the other party will buy a car specially. After all, they need the cover of a car.

At that time, most adults did not follow their children every day, and the children played by themselves. Zhao Mingyang felt that there was a high probability that the other party was just waiting for something to happen.

In fact, Wu Zhonghua's daughter does not need to play with those children to quickly make Wu Zhonghua's daughter trust those children.

The reason is very simple. Wu Zhonghua's family has probably been to that noodle shop for dinner, or passed by there and saw the group of children in front of the store, so Wu Zhonghua's daughter will quickly trust those children and feel that they are not "strangers."

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This fishing method is the most terrifying. Zhao Mingyang can only recruit people to check the property information again. Can he find out the owner of the noodle shop before the demolition? The owner and his family should have an impression of the tenant.

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After various inquiries, it was found that Zhao Mingyang now has enough connections and has caught up with the fast channel of information dissemination on the Internet. This is a good time.

It’s really hard to imagine how difficult it would be for an ordinary family to find a child if they didn’t have such a huge network of human resources.

Especially in the past when the Internet was underdeveloped and there was no surveillance, Wu Zhonghua didn't find any clues. It really means that a farewell may be an eternal farewell.

Thanks to the advent of the smart era, many people can quickly find their children because information is spread widely, otherwise many people would still be looking for them all over the world.

I passed by the supermarket and bought some things. Every time Zhao Mingyang went to Wu Zhonghua's house, he was always empty-handed, and the things he bought were not expensive. They were all fruits, vegetables, milk and so on.

In front of Wu Zhonghua's house, a group of old ladies were

While chatting about the family's quarrels and seeing Zhao Mingyang always coming in and out of Wu Zhonghua's house, some people became curious, who is Zhao Mingyang?

Zhao Mingyang took out some of the fruit in the bag and gave it to everyone, just to be polite. He knew that the other party wouldn't want it, but he still had to be polite.

"No, young man, who are you from this family?" someone asked curiously.

Zhao Mingyang said with a smile: "This is my home. I haven't come back often before, and I have been abroad before."

Zhao Mingyang did not answer the question directly. If he was said to be Wu Zhonghua's son, he was afraid that Wu Zhonghua would be displeased, so he could only let the group guess, and Wu Zhonghua could only tell it himself.

This is knowledge. Whenever you leave a hole, you can have room for maneuver.

Zhao Mingyang took out the key, opened the door and entered the house. Wu Zhonghua was not at home, and Zhao Mingyang had already started washing vegetables and cooking.

Wu Zhonghua was returning with a bucket at this time. He didn't interact with many people in this community. When he entered the house, he found Zhao Mingyang busy in the kitchen.

Zhao Mingyang's missing person revelation did not expose Wu Zhonghua's information. Only those who knew about it knew that it was Wu Zhonghua's daughter. If you didn't know, you wouldn't know.

Just now, Zhao Mingyang asked Hao Ren not to post about Guo Chengliang's missing person. He also asked him to remove the information about Wu Zhonghua's daughter. How much can be removed. Now there is no need to publish it on a large scale. We already know the clues.

"Dad, you're back." Zhao Mingyang came out of the kitchen and said.

The old man responded, put down the bucket, washed the handle and said, "You don't have to come here every day, you are busy with your business."

"I have nothing to do recently. I will cook you some home-cooked dishes from Shanghai tonight." After Zhao Mingyang finished speaking, he returned to the kitchen. You see, cooking can not only please the opposite sex, it is a skill suitable for all ages.

I can't say that Zhao Mingyang's cooking skills are better than those of a master chef, but he is considered very good in the amateur group. After all, he has cooked so many meals for so many women. This is why practice makes perfect, and he can cook dishes from both the north and the south.

After everything was done, Zhao Mingyang cooked four dishes and one soup, and got some rice wine to have dinner with Wu Zhonghua.

Wu Zhonghua looked at Zhao Mingyang and said, "Don't hide anything from me."

When Zhao Mingyang heard this, he stopped hiding it. The old man's insight was still very strong. Zhao Mingyang said: "I found some information. Regarding my sister, I found the direct participants back then."

When Wu Zhonghua heard this, he was stunned for a few seconds and said, "Tell me in detail."

The old man's hand holding the chopsticks was trembling. At that moment, Zhao Mingyang felt mixed emotions in his heart. After all, this was like a thorn in the old man's heart, pricking him alone every day.

Zhao Mingyang told the old man what he knew. After hearing this, the old man took a deep breath and said with a choked voice: "I remember that noodle shop, and I even took my children to eat there, just once. Why are you being targeted?

I never thought it had something to do with that noodle shop. I even asked about it! The boss said he didn’t see it, he didn’t see it!!!”

Wu Zhonghua slammed the table several times angrily and said in a hoarse voice: "I will not participate in this matter. I am waiting for the final news. I am afraid that my emotions will affect your plan. Whether it is life or death, I want to know the answer.

, As for that group of people, you found them, give me a detailed list, I will deal with it, you don’t have to deal with it."

Zhao Mingyang quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, and he felt an undisguised murderous aura permeating the surroundings.

Wu Zhonghua is still relatively rational. He is right not to participate. He knows that his emotions may cause him to do something wrong. This has just become clear and he must not be wrong. He is afraid that if he cannot control it, he will send those people down to his wife.

apologize.

"Dad, I'm leaving, you can rest." Zhao Mingyang said with two bags of garbage in his hand.

"Well, go ahead. I'll give you a number and send it to your mobile phone. I told the other party that if you need anything, if you encounter something you can't handle, just call him and he will help you.

"Wu Zhonghua said.

"I know, Dad, you should go to bed early and I will give you an answer." Zhao Mingyang walked out of Wu Zhonghua's house and threw two bags of garbage into the trash can.

I took out my cell phone and took a look. I saw a cell phone number and a name "Zhao Qiang".

This name is so familiar, Zhao Mingyang suddenly remembered it

, are you not familiar with it? I have seen it in newspapers and in the news.

Zhao Mingyang was not in a hurry to call the other party, but the other party called after a while. The other party was very direct, more direct than Zhao Mingyang thought: "Junior Mingyang, the teacher told me, if you have anything to do, please contact me directly

Let me communicate. This is my private number. You can call me at any time. You must help the teacher to find out. We have been checking for a long time. If you have something to say this time, don’t give up. Our brothers and sisters will all cooperate with you and we will definitely help the teacher.

I have found an answer. I will go to the teacher’s house when I have time, and you will go too, and we will meet for a drink.”

"I will do my best, so I won't disturb your work, senior." Zhao Mingyang hung up the phone. This is Wu Zhonghua's ability.

Zhao Mingyang returned to his residence and began to sort out the students' homework and the things to be taught in class tomorrow. He was on the right path. In the future, he would be able to have one-tenth of Wu Zhonghua's ability. There are so many students.

, there are many big bosses, even some corporate bosses, who regularly visit their teachers, especially those in college, because they are not considered teachers anymore, but life mentors.

After washing my face, I put on a facial mask and wrote a lesson plan. I didn’t rest until twelve o’clock in the morning.

The next morning, Zhao Mingyang got up early to wash up and take care of himself. Today he was wearing a black dot patterned shirt, a gray suit trousers and black leather shoes. He put on his bag and left home. When he arrived at the parking lot, he opened the car door and drove to Shanghai.

School of Drama.

Zhao Mingyang was stuck going to school, and he and his classmates actually arrived in the classroom.

"Teacher Zhao, are you late today?" A classmate looked at Zhao Mingyang and said.

"Nonsense, how could I be late?" Zhao Mingyang argued.

"Because I was late, I took a taxi and was behind your car. I saw you arrived at school at half past eight."

Zhao Mingyang~ Wait a minute, think of a reason to quibble.

"You said just now, I drove out to buy some teaching supplies. You can't be late next time, and the teacher is not late either. Okay, let's talk about the assigned homework." Zhao Mingyang successfully diverted the topic. Who said teachers can't be late?

Yes, who doesn’t want to be stuck and feel like it’s a loss for even an extra minute?

Today's students really, can't they be a little tolerant to their teachers? Why are they so stubborn about their teachers? Today you are so tough on me, and tomorrow I will make sure that you have homework that you can't finish.

"Students, I read your homework yesterday, and I can only say that most of you failed, and a few of you did not pass the test. Don't rush to refute me. Just listen to my explanation."

Zhao Mingyang said.

Zhao Mingyang put the compiled lesson plan on the screen and said: "None of you here are from ordinary families, right? It's just the difference between rich, very rich and extremely rich."

The students in the audience did not speak. Some people frowned and began to reject the situation, because they all knew what the teacher was doing and started to educate people. A good family is the conditions created by your parents, etc. You must cherish what your parents have created.

conditions of??????

I have heard this kind of talk a lot, and the students are more knowledgeable than the teachers and are very resistant to this PUA-style education and way of speaking.

But what Zhao Mingyang said the next second made them feel different.

"Students, because your family conditions are good, you should take my class. My class will definitely help you with your acting skills. What is acting? What's wrong with your performance?"

I am an audience, a bystander, and I often see more clearly than you, so I am chatting with you from the perspective of an audience. If your performance is not good, I may also criticize you online. You should hear it.

It’s my real voice, right?

Let me ask you a question, why are most of the movies and TV dramas nowadays being fairy dramas, and there are no heroes in the fairy tales, so the fairy tales have become romance dramas?

Whoever can answer my question will be exempted from attending my class."
To be continued...