Gao Wu: I can plunder everything

Guo Sibo left his family's contact information and his wife's mobile phone number, but Jiang Mingyang didn't dare to contact them.

He didn't have the face or courage to contact them without finding out the reason.

Guo Sibo's hometown is located in a small town in the suburbs of the imperial capital. Before Jiang Mingyang came to the imperial capital, he asked the two to find out.

"The time is too short. We only found out that Guo Sibo's ashes were detained by the Heroes Management Committee. The reason is unclear.

The ashes should be in the Heroes Temple, and there shouldn't be a big problem.

As long as they don't betray the country, no one dares to disrespect the ashes sent back by the Abyss.

Guo Sibo's wife and daughter have just finished investigating the information and haven't had time to investigate on the spot.

I'll pass the information to you, and you can handle the rest yourself."

The two hung up the call and the information was delivered.

The two were indeed local snakes. They not only found out the whole story, but also knew the family address, license plate number, mother and daughter's age and blood type.

The location of the Heroes Temple and the Heroes Committee was also marked on the map.

Guo Sibo's wife is Ren Jingyun, a very common name, and she is also a very ordinary woman.

She is also well-educated, tenacious, stubborn, and kind, as ordinary women have.

Their daughter is Guo Xiaoyu, twelve years old, in the sixth grade of elementary school.

Although the name is also very ordinary, she looks very similar to Guo Sibo, who is a gentle person.

"Let's go see his wife and daughter first, this is what he misses most."

Jiang Mingyang sighed, turned into a busy shopping mall on the side of the road, changed his usual clothes, pulled a baseball cap, and got on the intercity express to Ruze County.

Jiang Mingyang is very experienced in tracking and anti-tracking.

At the beginning, when playing the battle royale in Dongsheng City, Lin Xiling couldn't find him, let alone a group of second-generation rich people.

The reason why he took the intercity express instead of choosing a more convenient taxi was because public transportation could not be controlled.

Even if the rich young group had great power, they would not dare to openly affect urban traffic, but taxi drivers could be easily controlled.

Maybe Jiang Mingyang overestimated the rich young group, or maybe the imperial capital is too big, and it is difficult to find someone with just a photo.

Or maybe they didn't expect Jiang Mingyang to run to the suburbs.

In short, when Jiang Mingyang arrived in Ruze County, no one found him.

Although Ruze County belongs to the imperial capital, it is as quiet as a girl, and it is completely different from the hustle and bustle of the imperial capital.

Ruze County is located in the mountains, with convenient transportation and modern technology, but it gives people a feeling of paradise.

The surrounding green mountains and green waters add a bit of quietness to this quiet county.

It was noon when I got off the intercity express.

Jiang Mingyang took a taxi and rushed to the county along the winding mountain road, Guo Sibo's former home.

Guo Sibo's home is located in the urban area, a fairly high-end community.

The location of the community is very good, the home environment is also good, and the security measures are also good.

This is the treatment that Guo Sibo should enjoy as a warrior.

Jiang Mingyang got out of the car and stood at the gate of the community for a long time, but he didn't dare to go in in the end.

Jiang Mingyang had already memorized the information of this mother and daughter, and had thought about the words after the meeting.

But at the last moment, Jiang Mingyang still retreated.

He didn't know what to say?

Tell her that your husband chose to sacrifice himself to save me?

Also tell her that your husband is great, I am proud of him, and the country will be proud of him?

No matter which rhetoric is irritating and hurtful.

If you don't put yourself in the other person's shoes to understand the pain, you are not qualified to persuade the other person to look at it and be generous.

For a woman who lost her husband and a child who lost his father, any explanation and comfort are pale and powerless.

Jiang Mingyang found a tavern around the community.

He sat in a place where he could see the entrance of the community, watching and eating while killing time.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, a sky blue car drove out of the community.

Jiang Mingyang immediately paid the bill and quickly followed.

That was Guo Sibo's wife's car. At this time, she should be sending her daughter to school.

The car drove slowly, and Jiang Mingyang followed them in the air without alarming anyone in the city.

Jiang Mingyang didn't dare to visit them, so he had to follow them secretly and apologize when he had the courage.

The car drove for twenty minutes and finally stopped at Ruze No. 1 Primary School. Jiang Mingyang also parked not far from them in the designated parking area in front of the gate.

There were almost no private cars in the parking area, and all of them were school buses. This car was particularly eye-catching.

The door of the car was pushed open, and a well-dressed woman got out of the car and helped her daughter open the door.

A little girl in her teens got out of the car reluctantly, as if she was very reluctant to go to school.

But under the stern gaze of the woman, the girl had to carry her schoolbag and walked towards the school gate aggrievedly.

Watching the girl enter the campus, the woman looked a little haggard, and the dark circles under her eyes caused by long-term insomnia made her look ten years older than her actual age.

Ding-ling-ling...

The woman's cell phone rang. She took a look and hurriedly picked it up respectfully, her expression extremely solemn.

It seemed that this call was very important and she didn't want any mistakes.

Then the woman got into the car anxiously and drove away at high speed.

After the mother and daughter left separately, Jiang Mingyang walked out from behind a school bus and murmured: "There is a school bus to pick you up, but you pick them up by yourself.

The little guy doesn't want to go to school, and Sister Ren is worried about money. There must be something going on here."

Although Jiang Mingyang doesn't like to use his brain, he is not stupid at all.

It is normal for Ren Jingyun to be sad that Guo Sibo died for the country, and it is normal for Guo Xiaoyu not to want to go to school, but Ren Jingyun should not worry about money.

The state-given pension alone is enough for her and her children to have food and clothing.

Even if she does nothing, she will have a huge subsidy every month, so she will never be short of money.

But the phone call just now was a job search call. Ren Jingyun really wanted to get that job, and she also made it clear that she was short of money.

"Let's take care of the little guy first. Children are much more fragile than adults."

Jiang Mingyang sighed, and his figure slowly disappeared into the air.

As Jiang Mingyang advanced, his physical fitness improved greatly, and his fetal breath actually improved by one level.

The second level of fetal breath can not only conceal the change of breath, but also hide the body.

As long as the realm is not higher than Jiang Mingyang, it is difficult to find his whereabouts.

Not to mention a primary school in a county, even if Jiang Mingyang is in Donglin City, there is no martial arts teacher in high school, and no one can find him here.

He walked into the campus with a swagger, and the guards did not notice it at all.

Jiang Mingyang leaped onto a big tree and could just see Guo Xiaoyu, who was sitting by the window on the second floor.

Guo Xiaoyu looked depressed, with tears in her eyes, as if she had just been bullied.

The teacher was giving a lecture on the stage, and whenever she turned around to write, a few little boys would hit her with paper balls and pull her hair.

Xiaoyu bit her lips stubbornly, trying not to let her tears flow, but the little boys were getting more and more excessive.

The teacher saw it when she turned around, but she pretended not to see it. As long as it didn't affect the classroom discipline, she didn't bother to care.

"Help me investigate the Heroes and Martyrs Committee."

This time, Jiang Mingyang didn't contact Duanmu Cheng, but sent the message directly to Lin Xiling.

Compared with official forces, Jiang Mingyang believed more in Lin Xiling, the hacker...