"Lin Suo, didn't we miss it?" Pei Feng held the photos sent by Zhang Yang in his hand and compared them with the passengers getting off the bus one by one.

"No, we have seen everyone...unless he took another car."

As soon as Lin Jinghao finished speaking, a Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove over in the distance.

As soon as the car stopped, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties got out of the car. He was wearing a retro light-colored thin tunic suit, which made him feel very different among the crowd.

"Pei Feng, we're here." Lin Jinghao saw this man at a glance. His standard crew cut was exactly the same as Zhang Yang in the photo.

Pei Feng walked up, but the man was still holding the car door, lowering his head and talking to the people in the car. From the side, the young man in the car was very impressive, and he was obviously a very high-status person.

Lin Jinghao wanted to take a few more glances, but unconsciously felt that there was a piercing gaze in the car, staring at him, as if he was about to melt.

Finally, Zhang Yang closed the car door and the Rolls-Royce started to move. When it passed by him, Lin Jinghao looked in through the rear window. A familiar woman looked very familiar. He was about to catch up and take a closer look.

Pei Feng led Zhang Yang over.

"Director Lin, thank you for saving my father's life." Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and shook it with Lin Jinghao.

"Where? We just rescued your father from the gangsters. This is what we police should do, but I didn't expect..." Lin Jinghao really saw a bit of Jushi Zhang in the man in front of him.

"My father talked to me in the detention center. No matter what, my father said that it was you who gave him the last bit of face. If he had been left in the hands of the kidnappers, I don't know what the outcome would have been.

"A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Yang's face. It seemed that before his death, Jushi Zhang had made it clear to him over the phone. This also meant that he had really put down everything.

On the way to the funeral home, Lin Jinghao couldn't help but ask: "Have you been working abroad all these years? Don't you have time to come back and see your father?" In Lin Jinghao's view, it was Zhang who accompanied Jushi Zhang in the end.

The nurse had never heard him mention this biological son who looked somewhat similar to him.

"Work? Yes, I have been working for a multinational company. The man who sent me back just now is the son of the chairman of our company." Zhang Yang didn't seem to fully understand the meaning of Lin Jinghao's words. He was thinking about other things.

matter.

"Then your prince is very kind to you. He even made a special trip to send you here so far away." Pei Feng was driving the car when he suddenly interjected.

"Where? Our prince just came back from his wedding trip and happened to stop by. I heard that his wife turned out to be a full-time model here, so in fact, he sent his wife here specially to catch up with her old friends."

As soon as he heard the word model, Lin Jinghao's heart was in confusion. The figure in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom seemed to become more and more clear: "Model? Do you know what his name is?".

"It seems his surname is Xia... He's quite pretty." Zhang Yang didn't seem to know his boss very well, he thought as he said it.

Lin Jinghao was speechless. It seemed that Xia Bing was

Back!

'In order to save this woman, I bought the land of the ghost building, which attracted Jushi Zhang and triggered a series of cases. In the end, it also indirectly led to Jushi Zhang's suicide in the detention center.'

'What would Zhang Yang think if he knew that his father's death was actually related to Xia Bing?'

Laying in the coffin in the mourning hall, layman Zhang, this feng shui master who once had great fame in Qingshan Town, probably never thought that he would be so deserted when he left.

None of the wealthy people who surrounded him when he was alive showed up. Instead, a few elderly people from the nursing home sat at the family table, looking a little sad.

"Director Lin, I heard that my father transferred the manor where he once lived to you. I wonder when you will have time to take me over to take a look. I want to see where he once lived."

When Lin Jinghao was about to leave, Zhang Yang made a request to him.

"No problem, you can call me tomorrow." Before I knew it, it was the weekend again, and Lin Jinghao happened to want to go to the manor to check on the situation.

The next day, Lin Jinghao drove Zhang Yang on the mountain road in the back mountain. Zhang Yang was a little uncharacteristic today. From beginning to end, he looked out the window, as if he was admiring the scenery outside the window.

It wasn't until he entered the gate of the manor that he said as if he had woken up from a dream: "What a beautiful scenery. It is indeed a good place to retire."

"Yes, your father said at the beginning that he wanted to sell this manor to me, but he didn't expect that a hundred years later, he would still transfer it to me."

Lin Jinghao stopped the car. After passing through the "baptism", the manor seemed a little lonely, deserted, and lifeless.

"Do you know why my father must transfer the manor to you?" Zhang Yang got out of the car. He stood in front of the building, looking at the three-story European-style building, and seemed to be deep in thought.

"Why?" Zhang Yang must know the intention of layman Zhang. This has always been the answer Lin Jinghao wants to know.

"Because you are the only policeman who knows the secrets here. Only by transferring him to you will those who want to take advantage of this manor not be able to take advantage of it again, so that they can retreat...

Also, do you know why my father committed suicide in the detention center?" It seems that Zhang Yang knows all the answers Lin Jinghao wants to know, and Jushi Zhang must have told him everything before the end of his life.

"Why?" Lin Jinghao looked at Zhang Yang who stopped, he really wanted to know the answer.

"Because he was trying to save me. His boss was afraid that he would tell secrets about him in front of the police. Moreover, what I called working abroad was actually being imprisoned abroad by the boss's men. I was threatened by them.

Father’s bargaining chip.”

"What did you say?" Lin Jinghao finally understood Jushi Zhang's good intentions. It turned out that all his arrangements before his death were so meaningful.

"Is his boss a descendant of the British Lieutenant Peter? Have they not given up the Queen's treasure yet?" Lin Jinghao's guess was correct. There was indeed someone behind Jushi Zhang.

"Director Lin, if I tell you who the boss is today? I'm afraid I will end up like my father. He died in exchange for me, and I swear not to tell his secrets.

However, the boss behind my father is always out of reach. You should be careful, but it is the people here."

"People here? Is there anyone here who knows the secrets of this manor?" Lin Jinghao thought of another group of kidnappers. Until now, the police have not found out the details of each other.

He once suspected that he was from Boss Lei, but he later rejected it because according to Jiang Wu, during this period, he had stepped up the attack on Boss Lei's gang. I believe Boss Lei would not have any extra time.

, are going to do some kidnapping and extortion thing. Besides, with Boss Lei’s personality, it’s impossible that Jushi Zhang has been around for so long, and his son has never shown up in the case once.

"It's my fault that I was addicted to gambling and secretly sold the local chronicles written by my ancestors to a person. Unexpectedly, this person has now become the overlord here. Of course he will not let go of the treasure buried in front of him."

"You mean Pang Qingtian!" Lin Jinghao remembered that Boss Lei had never appeared in this case, but Pang Qingtian unexpectedly appeared.

I always thought that he was doing it for the Ghost Tower project, but it turned out that he was an insider of the treasure! His contact with Jushi Zhang was actually because of the legend recorded in the local chronicles.

Zhang Yang walked to the lawn next to him and sat down. The temperature in the mountains was suitable and the sun was not that bright. It was perfect for sitting on the lawn and enjoying the gentle mountain breeze.

Lin Jinghao also walked over and sat down: "Director Lin, have you ever learned to meditate?" Zhang Yang had already crossed his legs, and looking at him, he looked a bit like layman Zhang.

Lin Jinghao smiled and said that when it came to cross-legged meditation, he was really taught by Gu Qing's mother in the Yin and Yang Realm, but since he came out, he has rarely practiced it.

"Pang Qingtian's company encountered difficulties at that time. He came to me and asked me if I had a local chronicle in my hand. At that time, I also had a lot of debts outside, so I stole the copy.

I sold the book to him. I thought that even if I sold the book to him, he wouldn't be able to understand it, but I didn't expect..."

Lin Jinghao also crossed his legs and listened to what Zhang Yang said. Only now did he understand why Boss Lei called Boss Pang Qingtian. It turns out that this genius Pang Qingtian is a person who really dares to do anything.

It's just that he was relatively successful and has now landed.

The two people sat cross-legged opposite each other, like an old monk in meditation. An hour passed before he knew it. Zhang Yang finally opened his eyes, and Lin Jinghao was still meditating, breathing evenly as if he was asleep.

"No wonder my father said that Director Lin is a strange person. If one day, there is someone who can unlock the secrets of the Yin and Yang Realm, it must be you, Director Lin."

After an hour of meditation, Lin Jinghao felt refreshed and all the worries of the past few days were forgotten.

"No way? I'm just more connected to this place. I've rested enough. I'll take you into the house to have a look." Lin Jinghao stood up. He didn't know why he meditated with Zhang Yang for so long. It seemed that

In the future, I will have to practice more in this area.

"Okay, let's go see my old man. How did he spend these years alone?" Zhang Yang also stood up. The three-story European-style building in front of him was the last place his father lived. There must be traces of his life here.
Chapter completed!