Trafford’s Trading Club

Guyuezhai.

Naturally, Zhang Li Lanfang was extremely nervous about her only remaining granddaughter, her only relative, and Gu Yuezhai's real boss.

Zhang Qingrui has been a smart director since she was a child and has a general understanding of things. She has never disappeared like this for a whole day and a night without any explanation.

Zhang Li Lanfang stayed up all night and was extremely tired. She held the phone in her hand and could not let go, while in the other hand she kept counting the jade beads on the beads chain.

Shi Shijie returned soon after.

Counting Shi Shijie, his father, and grandfather, before the founding of the People's Republic of China, they had already served in Mrs. Zhang's family - not the Zhang family she married into, but when the old lady was still a young lady of the Li family.

"Madam, I'm sorry, there is still no news about the eldest lady."

Shi Shijie looked at Zhang Lilanfang who could still maintain his composure, took a deep breath and said: "But we found the lady's car, but it was parked in the parking lot of a shopping mall. Later I checked the surveillance of that shopping mall, and the lady kept The car was not picked up...it may have disappeared in the shopping mall. According to Miss's temperament, there is absolutely no possibility of joking at this time. I'm afraid, it may be a kidnapping. However, if it is a kidnapping, I have not received any communication from the gangster..."

Zhang Li Lanfang suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

This lady has been reciting Buddhist scriptures and eating vegetarian food for decades, and the smell of gunpowder smoke has long since disappeared. However, at this moment, Shi Shijie saw a bit of cold light from the lady's seriousness.

"When I was an orphan and a widow, I quit the capital. It took decades... and now I have finally raised a child... Do you really think that I am a widow and easy to bully? You can bully me!"

Zhang Li Lanfang stood up suddenly, furious and said angrily: "Even if I am just an old woman, I am not dead yet!"

"Ma'am, please calm down."

"I can." Zhang Li Lanfang took a deep breath, "I am in a mess, it will only become more messy. Shijie, until you find the lady in the past two days, you will temporarily take care of the things in the store. Everything is normal. If anyone asks outside, even if The lady has been feeling unwell for the past two days and is resting at home."

Shi Shijie nodded and said, "Madam, the old man of the Zhong family still lives here. Can we ask him to help?"

Zhang Li Lanfang snorted coldly and said: "It's not yet that time. No matter how long that old ghost's whip is, it hasn't reached this place yet. We're not sure of the situation yet. You can let people continue to search and wait and see what happens." .”

"Okay!" Shi Shijie nodded and quickly withdrew.

Zhang Lilanfang slowly sat down holding the table, resting her forehead with her hands, closing her eyes, but her shoulders were shaking slightly, "Rui'er, Rui'er..."

Are you crying?

Black Soul No. 9 knew that this old woman had long since passed away and was mourning in her heart - he had always been here.

Many days ago, I was already here, watching silently. Reason told him that he needed to develop new business for the club, but he was unwilling and never left.

Seeing Zhang Li Lanfang suddenly sobbing, Black Soul 9 subconsciously took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to touch...but finally stopped in mid-air.

"Why...am I feeling so uncomfortable?"

Black Soul 9's eyes became more and more confused.

…

…

After You Ye went out, Luo Qiu came to the professor's villa again and came to the hidden basement.

This stay lasted for several hours without realizing it.

He was looking at several maps from different eras nailed to the wall. From rough to fine, no matter which part it is, it is all marked in the same place.

"Mountain Noyan Ula."

In fact, the several frequently turned books originally placed on the table also contained information about this mountain and the nearby terrain.

Luo Qiu sat on the old leather chair in front of the patchwork table. From here, he could just see the model on the sand table. Looking at everything here, I feel that the seat cushion of the chair has actually sunk a lot, and the floor under the table is worn.

He touched the edge of the drawer with his fingers and looked at the few brown spots that had long since dried on the drawer... Boss Luo seemed to see an old man who had worked hard in this place.

There was something that had been supporting him.

Outside the front door, there was suddenly a creaking sound and the sound of stepping on the wooden stairs. Boss Luo's feeling is getting more and more accurate... The person who is going down the stairs is Qin Chuyu.

…

He did not choose to leave. His intuition told him that Qin Chuyu might have been to this place earlier than him. The woman who had been watching silently by the window not long ago may have become more than just the adopted daughter of Professor Qin Fang.

Finally, Qin Chuyu appeared at the door wearing a white slim-fitting dress.

You cannot describe this woman as noble or ethereal, because she seems to exist with these definitions. To put it simply, apart from appearance, this is probably the best explanation of the saying "it mainly depends on temperament".

In her life as Yu Sanniang, she experienced love and despair, and the "Jade Emperor's Heart Seal Miao Sutra" was thus completed in stages. What happened to her after that is obviously impossible to know.

But I'm afraid it's more complicated and difficult to understand than simply living for five hundred years.

Since there was speculation that the other party might have seen the contents of the surveillance video earlier than him, Luo Qiu did not intend to remain silent and wait for the other party to speak before he spoke thoughtfully.

Boss Luo took the initiative and said, "Miss Qin... she is still Yu Sanniang."

As if he was not surprised by such a question, or maybe he was just indifferent to emotions and anger, the person in front of him said indifferently: "You are indeed not an ordinary person."

Luo Qiu stood up, maybe because he had been used to being a club owner for some time, or maybe he just felt it was impolite to sit and talk to others.

He pointed at the body that had been left on the basement floor, "Miss Qin, do you know who this person is?"

Qin Chuyu said: "It is not a pity to die for a robber who has learned some heretical ways and committed unjust things."

Seeing the weirdness in the basement and the suspicion about the professor's true identity, Qin Chuyu's answer also confirmed Luo Qiu's thoughts.

"The professor is gone, Miss Qin doesn't seem to be too worried." Luo Qiu suddenly said.

Qin Chuyu said calmly at this time: "That man just did something to make himself feel better. There is nothing to worry about. He is just a poor man who has been tortured by guilt for decades. , will not hurt anyone. As for Zhang Qinrui, he will come back naturally when the matter is over. Therefore, I have nothing to worry about. "

"That man?" Luo Qiu sensitively caught the incongruity in the title.

Qin Chuyu glanced at Luo Qiu indifferently: "Who are you?"

There is some friction between two different issues, a man and a woman.

…

…

Flight, Ulaanbaatar.

There is a cubic meter box in the luggage compartment of the plane... In the box, Zhang Qingrui's body is curled up, sleeping, and her face is wearing a respirator.

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PS1: This is so fucking embarrassing... I seem to have seen a lot of people scolding me in the book review area. But what can be done?

PS2: The thing is like this, last night, the author of this book, with a feeling of trepidation, said that it would be released on the 5th... and then today it was confirmed that it would be released on the 1st.

PS3: What happened in the middle will not be mentioned here... After all, no author would seek death like this. First, he would delay the release, but then change it back to such embarrassing + teasing + hurtful words for readers... The author hates me too. He looked confused, as if he had seen a scene of violent death. It was so beautiful that he really didn't dare to look at it.

PS4: Let me comfort myself by saying, ‘I think I said during PS last night that if there are no accidents, this book should be on the shelves on the 5th.’ Is that so? Just please don’t beat me to death.

PS5: It’s confirmed that it will be released on the 1st. So I had to change my rhythm. Today, including the daytime update, four chapters will be updated. Tomorrow is Saturday, four or five chapters will be updated, and three chapters will be updated on Sunday. I can only do this as compensation. Therefore, we can only leave it up to God to see how explosive it will be on the day it goes on sale.

PS6: There haven’t been many PS posts recently. The PS Soul has been suppressed for too long and needs to be exploded... Of course, after it is put on the shelves, the PS cannot be used casually. So the meaning of PS's existence this time is... there will be two more updates before twelve o'clock in the evening. In the end, I beg you not to be beaten to death.