Two Hundred Dollars, Let Your Funeral Have A Mysterious Past

Chapter 112: Mysterious man, Zhang Ye, 749’s major discovery!

Hearing Wang Hao's words.

A look of surprise flashed through Zhang Ye's eyes, but it was fleeting.

It seemed that what he had been worried about had happened.

Then, he pretended to be thinking: "There seems to be such an old man... Legend has it that at his funeral, there seemed to be a lot of big shots coming..."

Zhang Ye can now confirm that the person in front of him should be the investigator of the funeral.

Moreover, it is very likely that it will be a higher-level investigator.

Because, before, Zhang Ye met Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu in the bathroom of the train station.

At that time, Zhang Ye realized that someone was investigating the funeral.

At An Pingjie's funeral, he saw Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu attending An Pingjie's funeral.

Everything that happened at the funeral, Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu, saw clearly.

According to Zhang Ye's analysis, Wang Hai and Zhao Haizhu should be investigators of the National Security Bureau.

After all, everything started because of Zhao Li's funeral.

Zhao Li's lifelong friend, Zhang Zheng, was from the National Security Intelligence Bureau.

Thinking about it, the National Security Bureau started investigating the funeral when Zhang Zheng went back to report the situation.

Today, the person who came to investigate Zhao Li was not the two people before.

Apart from higher-level departments investigating this matter, Zhang Ye can't think of any other possibilities.

But what is it that can alarm a higher-level department than the national security department 22...

Zhang Ye was shocked.

It can only be an order from the historical plane...

It seems that history has been changed... Zhang Ye thought honestly in his heart.

Wang Hao was always staring at Zhang Ye's eyes, and he noticed the change in Zhang Ye's eyes just now.

Zhang Ye's action just now shows that Zhang Ye is hiding something in his heart. It is very possible that Zhang Ye is hiding something in his heart.

It’s still about Zhao Li.

Otherwise, Zhang Ye's eyes would not dodge.

But before he could continue asking questions.

Zhang Ye was the first to ask: "Is that old man really a secret person? At his funeral, there were some red flags without a license plate, hundreds of people in black, and many old men holding hands. Woman of children!”

Wang Hao's face suddenly darkened.

Thinking was interrupted at this moment.

"Those are all rumors. In fact, Mr. Zhao Li is just an ordinary person. Those who appeared at the funeral were all created by his friends and were not the big shots in the rumors." Wang Hao defended.

The words fell.

Zhang Ye's expression quickly dimmed, as if he had lost interest: "So that's it... I thought there really was some big shot living here."

Wang Hao nodded and continued to ask: "Little brother, how long have you lived here?"

Zhang Yejie: ​​"I've lived here for a long time, but if you want to ask about Zhao Li, there's nothing you can do because I'm not very familiar with the old man."

Wang Hao nodded thoughtfully: "It doesn't matter, I won't ask about Mr. Zhao Li either."

"Then what do you do?" Xi Shi asked with a pout.

From the moment Wang Hao appeared, Xi Shi was a little dissatisfied.

Because she could feel that Wang Hao was acting strangely.

As soon as she got there, she asked some strange questions and disturbed her alone time with her boss.

What's more, she is going to buy clothes from her boss now, and this person keeps asking questions here, which is really strange.

Wang Hao heard this and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, sorry, I'm from an insurance company. Zhao Li took out an insurance policy with our company before his death [I'll come over to verify the situation."

"The insurance company...is..." Xi Shi murmured, looking a little confused.

Zhang Ye on the side quickly answered: "Maybe you asked the wrong person, we are indeed not very familiar with Mr. Zhao Li.

Wang Hao smiled, nodded, and then directly put the breakthrough point on Xi Shi and asked: "I dare to ask you two, what is the relationship between you two? It feels... it feels. The young lady next to you, I haven’t been out for a long time.”

While talking, he was always looking at Zhang Ye's expression.

From the beginning, he felt that Zhang Ye was a little strange.

At the beginning, when talking about Zhao Li, Wang Hao clearly felt that Zhang Ye's eyes dodge.

It seems that he doesn't really want to talk about Zhao Li, but he has to say it.

And the woman next to him was even stranger.

Not only was he wearing an ancient costume, but he also revealed that he was from an insurance company.

The woman even showed a confused expression, as if she didn't know what an insurance company was.

This is the 21st century. How can anyone here in Fenglan City not know about insurance companies?

Coupled with what the woman said before, it becomes even more strange.

Xi Shi was stunned and quickly looked at Zhang Ye.

Zhang Ye put his hand in the pocket with the mobile phone and said with a smile: "Yes, this is my sister. She hasn't been out for a long time. She hasn't liked going out since she was a child. I still forced her to pull her away this time." from.

Talking.

Zhang Ye asked back: "Is there anything else? My sister and I are going out for something.

When Wang Hao heard this, he naturally couldn't ask any more questions and stepped aside: "Sorry to bother you."

"Um."

After saying that, Zhang Ye and Xi Shi walked towards the outside of the community.

Just when Zhang Ye missed Wang Hao, Zhang Ye raised his hand slightly and scratched his hair.

Wang Hao, on the other hand, stared at the backs of the two people for a long time.

Now, what he can be sure of is that there must be something wrong with the young man in black and the woman next to him.

But...he currently doesn't have any evidence to show what the problem is between this young man and the woman next to him.

However, Wang Hao has already recorded the appearance of the two of them.

Even if there is a problem in the future, he can still find the two of them.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao silently recorded everything he just talked about in his heart.

Then, he walked into the community.

More than two hours passed.

Wang Hao walked out of the gate of the community, the smile on his face disappeared.

He asked many people in the past two hours, whether it was the agent who brought people to see the house, or the people who lived here, he all asked in the name of the insurance company.

But didn't get any result.

Similar to the findings of the National Security Bureau, before Zhao Li's funeral, they all believed that Zhao Li was just an ordinary person.

But after hearing the legend about Zhao Li's funeral, everyone's opinions changed.

They all believed that Zhao Li must have been a big shot during his lifetime, the kind who kept his identity extremely confidential.

After all, the mysterious men in black, as well as the old men and women who appeared at Zhao Li's funeral all showed that Zhao Li had a mysterious past.

But Wang Hao didn't believe it.

Because, he went through all the information in the 749 games.

None of them found the existence of Zhao Li.

If Zhao Li really has a mysterious past, then the current direction of the investigation is wrong.

Then Zhao Li's identity can only be that of the previous assumption, a member of the mysterious organization.

And it was this mysterious organization that held the funeral for Zhao Li.

But if this is the case, then what kind of organization can be so mysterious, so hidden behind the public, appearing in front of the public through funerals from time to time, and then hiding again?

For a moment, Wang Hao felt that his mind was in chaos again. His mind was like a ball of paste, with all the messy thoughts and thoughts gathered in it.

Frowning, Wang Hao took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. He just took out a cigarette from the box and lowered his head to light it.

A piece of paper slowly falling in mid-air caught Wang Hao's attention.

Wang Hao was stunned, and the hand holding the lighter paused.

Then, he squatted down and grabbed the white note in mid-air.

With a puzzled expression, Wang Hao squinted his eyes and opened the note.

I saw that there was only a short sentence on the top of the note.

“It is smoke and mirrors while you are alive, but you will know the truth after you die.”

As soon as he saw this sentence, the cigarette in Wang Hao's mouth fell directly to the ground, and his eyes shone with astonishment.

"It's smoke and mirrors while you're alive... You'll know the truth after you die..."

"This...when is this?"

Wang Hao murmured to himself, his pupils trembling.

His first reaction was that his identity might have been exposed.

Someone realizes that he is not an insurance person, but an investigator regarding the funeral.

The two sentences on the note seem to have no relationship. If an ordinary person sees it, they will only find it inexplicable.

It's smoke and mirrors, and the truth will only be known after death.

But in Wang Hao's eyes, these two sentences are of great significance.

Seeing flowers in the smoke, isn't this his current state?

In a pile of mist-like information, look for the only possible truth.

And the last sentence, the truth will be known after death.

The matter he is investigating is a funeral, and the prerequisite for holding a funeral is... someone dies first before a funeral can be held...

Then isn't this person reminding himself that he will have to die to find out all the truth?

But you still need to find out the truth after you die! Who cares about the truth after you are so damn dead!

But...who put this note on him?

Wang Hao covered his head and tried to remember, trying to find out who put this note on him in the messy thoughts.

Today, he first came to the gate of this community, and then walked into the community...

Thinking of this, Wang Hao suddenly felt a strong sense of discomfort deep in his heart.

It seemed that something had been forgotten by him, and it seemed that something was gradually disappearing from his mind.

This note………….

Who left it behind?

And what is that person’s purpose?

Also, what is going on with his discomfort, this feeling that something is dissipating?

At this moment, Wang Hao really felt what it was like to search for the only possible answer in the thick fog around him...