The call came inexplicably, but Gao Yang's heart suddenly tightened.

No matter who left the legacy, Gao Yang didn't want it, because that meant someone was dead, and it must be someone he knew.

"Whose legacy? I mean the legacy left by whom!"

Gao Yang paused for a moment, and after letting his blank brain come back to his senses, he immediately asked his most concerned question.

"Mr. Gao, before I answer your question, first I have to make sure that the other end of the phone is the person I'm looking for. I will ask you a few questions, and it won't involve any of yours, and then we'll continue talking. Is it OK?"

The lawyer did ask only two simple questions, that is, Gao Yang's full name and from that country. After Gao Yang answered, the lawyer immediately said: "Okay, Mr. Gao, I can confirm your identity. I'm sorry to ask you these first, because I started calling you this number a long time ago, but it has been unable to get through, so I have to figure out whether the phone number has changed to the owner."

Gao Yang said impatiently: "Stop talking nonsense! Tell me who left me a legacy!"

"I'm sorry to inform you that Mr. Federer has passed away."

Gao Yang was stunned because he didn't even remember who Federer was at the first time. He didn't think anyone would leave him a legacy in the United States, so his first reaction was that the phone call was called wrong, but after the other party did not call wrong, he began to think that this was a scam, because he had thought about countless possibilities and did not find that anyone would leave him any legacy.

So when Gao Yang heard the name Federer, he was indeed surprised. The collector of the box cannon, who only met him and had just done a business, would he leave his inheritance to him?

"Hey. Are you listening? Hey? Hey?"

Gao Yang was completely stunned, his mind was in a mess. After a while, after hearing the sound from the other end of the phone, Gao Yang, who came to his senses, whispered: "Hey. I'm listening, when did Mr. Federer die?"

"Mr. Federer unfortunately died in his home in Los Angeles in the early morning of February 23 due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Before his death, Mr. Federer had made a will and decided that you would inherit his entire collection of firearms."

Gao Yang took the phone away from his ear. He felt that he had difficulty breathing. He pulled his throat and gasped for a few breaths. He picked up the phone again and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Federer is in good health. How could he die suddenly?"

"On the 21st, Federer was inspecting the venue at a convention and exhibition center when he suddenly fell. He fell into a brief fainting. After being sent to the community hospital, Mr. Federer woke up again. After the doctor checked, he thought Mr. Federer was in no serious condition and just told him to go home to rest.

After returning home, Mr. Federer called our lawyer to notify our lawyer and requested to make a will under the witness of the will lawyer. I served as Mr. Federer's will lawyer. I witnessed the self-written will written by Mr. Federer himself and was responsible for keeping the will. After Mr. Federer's unfortunate death, I provided the execution of the will.

On the third morning after making the will, Mr. Federer fell to the ground when he got up, and then he never woke up again. The cause of death was a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. Mr. Gao, I regret to inform you of this unfortunate news. I wanted to notify you on the day of Mr. Federer's death, but unfortunately, your phone has not been reached."

Gao Yang cleared his throat and said slowly: "It is indeed unfortunate news. Unfortunately, I was unable to attend Mr. Federer's funeral. I have been abroad a few days ago. Thank you for notifying me."

"Mr. Gao, if you plan to inherit Mr. Federer's estate, then you need to go to Los Angeles to complete the inheritance procedures. If you give up on inheritance, you also need to ask you to come to Los Angeles. Do you have time?"

Gao Yang sighed and said in a deep voice: "You said Mr. Federer fell while inspecting the site. So, I want to ask him what site he is inspecting? Is it the site for a firearms exhibition?"

"Yes, the fall while inspecting the site was the direct cause of Mr. Federer's death. He had already had signs of cerebral hemorrhage. It was a pity that the hospital could not find it out. When I was helping Mr. Federer as a witness lawyer to make a will, Mr. Federer said that he had a premonition that he had not had much time and he had to seize the time to find the most suitable person for his collection to take over. He chose you, Mr. Gao, Mr. Federer said, I hope you can inherit his legacy and treat the collection he had spent his whole life collecting. He thought you were the best heir."

Gao Yang said slowly: "I accept Mr. Federer's legacy."

"Okay, Mr. Gao, when will you have time to come to Los Angeles? We'd better make an appointment in advance."

"Tomorrow, I'll go tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Yang looked gloomy. Strictly speaking, he and Federer had no deep friendship, but just met one thing, which was a year-old friend who got together because of their shared hobbies. However, Federer's death still made him very uncomfortable and very uncomfortable.

Gao Yang's face looked ugly. Morgan quickly walked up to him and whispered with concern: "What's wrong?"

Gao Yang shook his head and sighed: "A unfortunate news, Mr. Federer has passed away."

Looking at Morgan's somewhat confused expression, before he could ask questions, Gao Yang immediately said in a deep voice: "It's Mr. Federer who collects Mauser's pistols. We have also been to his house."

Morgan said suddenly, "I didn't remember it for a moment, oh, this is really unfortunate news."

Gao Yang sighed and said, "Mr. Federer left me a legacy, and he gave me all his collections."

Morgan was stunned, and after a moment of staying, he said in surprise: "All?"

"all."

Morgan was stunned for a moment and whispered: "This is really beyond my expectations. However, as a collector, I understand Mr. Federer's mood very well. No one wants the collection he has worked hard to collect to be resold and then trampled around the world after his death. From this aspect, Mr. Federer has found a pretty good successor."

Gao Yang sighed, "I'm going to Los Angeles tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go tomorrow, well, if I'm fine, I'll go with you, but now, Gao, cheer up and don't let this unfortunate news affect you, right, have you seen it? He's Andrew Quincy Adams."

Gao Yang took a few deep breaths, rubbed his face, and then smiled, and said to Morgan: "Is it OK now?"

Morgan nodded and shrugged, "I smile a little ugly, a little fake. Okay, let's clean up and you have to complete the important work."

Gao Yang saw Andrew, who he came here to need to contact with.

Andrew looked in his forties and fifties, and smiled with sincerity. He was talking to the people next to him. The difference between him and other guests was that he seemed more restrained when he smiled.

Gao Yang rubbed his face again, then smiled and said to Morgan: "Mr. Adams looks humble."

Morgan smiled and said, "He must be humble, because everyone here may be his financial backer, helping him run for the position he wants, but he may also choose to help others, man, everyone here may look like a country bumpkin, but it doesn't mean they are really a country bumpkin. If you change the place, what you see is the business elites and big bosses. Very good, you will naturally smile more this time, keep it."

Gao Yang raised the bottle and took a sip, and then the Rick, the eldest son of the owner Murray, waved to him and shouted: "Gao, do you want a rib?"

Murray was barbecue as the party who failed the bet, while his son Rick was the party who won the victory and watched him barbecue for him, without any intention of working for him. On the contrary, he also called Gao Yang to enjoy the services he provided to them.

Gao Yang waved his hand and Morgan whispered: "Rick had served in the Army Rangers for five years. Now he is EO from Murray. He is young and promising. He is a powerful figure. He is better than his father. There is no harm in maintaining friendship with him."

After whispering, Morgan patted Gao Yang on the shoulder and turned away. Gao Yang walked to Rick, took a plate that Rick handed him, and smiled at Murray who was barbecuing: "Mr. Perry, it's a privilege to taste your skills."

Murray curled his lips, but Rick smiled and said, "Who made him lose? The bet was initiated by him. It's a piece of ribs that my father personally grilled is not something I often eat. In fact, he rarely loses the bets he sent."

Gao Yang put down the beer, picked up the rack and put a steak on the plate, and smiled and said, "We're starting to enjoy the victory."

Rick laughed and then said to Gao Yang: "Man, you have subverted my impression of Chinese people. Your shooting is the most powerful I have ever seen."

The word "Chinese Man" is very rude, but Gao Yang didn't take it seriously, because from the context and Rick's tone, Rick just recklessly chose an inappropriate word to express his sense of intimacy with Gao Yang.

Gao Yang shrugged and smiled, "To be honest, Red Neck's entertainment activities also surprised me. In fact, I've made it ugly because of your entertainment activities."

Rick laughed, pounded Gao Yang's shoulder lightly, and laughed, "I heard that, you reacted quite quickly, man, have you been a soldier?"

Gao Yang shook his head and said, "I have never served for the country. I fight for myself, um, pm."

Rick nodded and smiled, "I understand, Solar System International Defense Company, man, we have to deal more in the future. I want to know if your company provides security services?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!