"Zhou Yahou's assistant is a branch of the Zhou family. His Chinese name is 'Zhou Chao'. After Zhou Junmao came to power, this person was arrested and imprisoned for embezzling public funds," Zhou Huaijin said while looking at the map. "Later, because of slandering people in prison, he tried to escape again and again. His sentence was continuously extended. I asked someone to find a clue. It is said that this person is still alive and is over seventy years old. After he was released from prison, he was incognito and hid in a small town in Province C. It's a coincidence that he was released from prison was the year when Zheng Kaifeng handed over the fake DNA result to Zhou Junmao. Do you think it would be..."

Lu Jia held an ice cream and looked around thoughtfully. He smiled: "It is very likely that your mother also mistakenly thought that you are not Zhou Junmao's biological child. In order to protect you, she can do anything as a mother. Zhou Chao has not been found, so she might hide it."

After the speed of life and death in Yancheng, Lu Jia's big head turned alertly, and Zhou Huaijin felt nervous and hurriedly followed around and looked around: "Why, can't someone follow us again?"

Lu Jia narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Did you just realize it? I guess you will be targeted when you return to the old house."

Zhou Huaijin: "What?!"

The night before, Lu Jia did not return to Zhou Huaijin's old house with Zhou Huaijin on the grounds that "there are too many people, don't cause trouble." He just sent two bodyguards to accompany him, and the rest went to the hotel he had booked in advance.

Zhou Huaijin didn't care at that time, because he finally returned to a familiar place, so he couldn't help but relax and slept peacefully. He never expected that those who wanted to kill him would follow him here in a dim way.

Zhou Huaijin suddenly turned his head and looked at Lu Jia: "You knew it before..."

"Don't worry, they won't touch you yesterday," Lu Jia licked around the ice cream. His tongue seemed to have a barb. After sip, the ice cream disappeared halfway. "They are not as wide as you here. First of all, you have to figure out who you are looking for so that you can wait for your work and catch you all."

Zhou Huaijin: “…”

I didn't hear anything worthy of reassurance.

Lu Jiali licked the ice cream with a thunderous thunder, raised his hand to put Zhou Huaijin's shoulder, preventing him from looking around, and pushed him forward: "Did you find out that my people are not here? Let's go, don't trust me, can you trust Mr. Fei?"

The old man who once followed Zhou Yahou lived in a very remote place. It was a small dilapidated yard with no decoration at home. The entrance of the yard was just swept past, but it was quite clean. Lu Jiachong followed one of his little brothers and the few people immediately spread out cleverly and sank in the backyard.

Zhou Huaijin then walked over and knocked on the door. After a moment, a female foreigner inside responded through the walkie-talkie at the door and asked who it was.

Zhou Huaijin glanced at Lu Jia, and Lu Jia nodded and signaled him to tell the truth. So he cleared his throat and reported Zhou Chao's pseudonym: "Does he live here? My surname is Zhou, and he is the son of his old friend."

After a while, a middle-aged woman with Southeast Asia looked like a Southeast Asian woman poked her head out and looked at their uninvited guests nervously. She smiled reluctantly and said, "I think you may be talking about people who lived here before. We just moved here last month."

Zhou Huaijin frowned and took out a photo of the old man from his pocket: "So have you seen the resident before? Is it this person?"

The woman hesitated for a while and took the photo slowly. She didn't know if she was face-blind or something wrong. She looked around for a long time before she hesitated and said: "I'm not sure..."

Just then, a loud shout came from the backyard: "Stop!"

The woman's hands trembled, and the panic on her face could no longer be hidden. The photo fell to the ground - it turned out that she was delaying time!

Lu Jia looked over leisurely and saw an old man with gray hair climbing over the fence in the backyard. While the nanny was attracting the attention of the uninvited guests at the door, he ran away. He saw that he had no rheumatism and had no rheumatism and was able to attend parkour with his legs and feet.

Lu Jia stretched his neck and sighed: "Wow, I'm still stronger!"

Unfortunately, Zhou Chao didn't expect that the person who came to find him was prepared. When he saw him appear, the person who was lying in the backyard waiting for the rabbit immediately rushed up and caught the old man who was moving like a rabbit. Lu Jia bent down and picked up the photo of the woman falling. He wanted to say something, and after searching for a while, he found that only the foreign language he had learned in school was "Thank you", "Goodbye" and "Good morning", so he had to shut up like a fairy and showed an unfathomable smile.

This scene was photographed.

Not far behind Lu Jia and the others, in an inconspicuous white business car, a fully armed man put down his telescope, adjusted the angle of the sniper rifle, and sent out the photos of Zhou Huaijin, Lu Jia, and an old man pressed by a group of people, asking the employer: "Are you sure? We're going to do it."

Yancheng, China, which is more than ten hours apart from the town in Province C, is already drooping at this time.

Zhang Chunjiu picked up the phone, listened for a moment without saying a word, suddenly raised his head and said to Zhang Chunling in a deep voice: "Someone went to Donglai Company to find him."

In order to cover up, after they secretly sent off Zhang Donglai's brother and sister, Zhang Chunjiu asked someone to pretend to be Zhang Donglai and appeared in the company as usual. There were not many people in the company these days, and nothing was wrong. Zhang Donglai pretended to wear masks and sunglasses, as long as he avoided talking too much to the staff on duty, it would be no problem to get through. It can create an illusion that everything in the "Chunlai Group" will be the same... As long as no one goes to find him.

Why did the investigation team suddenly find Zhang Donglai?

Who leaked the news?

The two brothers looked at each other for a moment. Zhang Chunjiu opened the curtains and looked out. The lights in the city were just on the ground, and the hazy mist spread out happily, making him look peaceful and peaceful.

The tranquility made him feel an ominous premonition.

At this time, someone knocked on the door gently and said in a deep voice: "Dr. Zhang, we have locked up Zhou Huaijin. He found an old man named Zhou Chao. He wanted to ask you for instructions. Do you need to do it immediately?"

Zhang Chunling took the phone from him and saw that the photos coming from the phone were very clear. The old Chinese were looking at Zhou Huaijin with a frightened face. His face was full of vicissitudes and his face was as white as earth. However, after many years, Zhang Chunling still recognized him at a glance: "It's someone around Zhou Yahou, I have been to Heng'an."

Zhang Chunjiu snatched the phone: "Why is he still alive? What have Zhou Junmao and Zheng Kaifeng been doing for so many years?"

"I don't think it's strange. Zheng Kaifeng is greedy and lustful. Zhou Junmao is indecisive. The two are as close as brothers and are in harmony. There is also a woman with Zhou Yahou in the middle. It's normal to make mistakes. Just be careful, and take advantage of this time to get rid of the roots and let them do it." Zhang Chunling said calmly, "It's okay. I don't believe that they can have any evidence. I don't believe that what happened forty years ago. What clues can they dig out? So what if Donglai is not here? Which national law is violated when sending his son abroad?"

Zhang Chunjiu calmed down: "Brother, you should avoid it first."

Zhang Chunling refused to comment: "Where are you?"

"My investigation is not over yet. If I leave like this, I will not ask for advice. I will leave behind to deal with the follow-up matters." Zhang Chunjiu said, "Don't worry, I can get out."

Zhang Chunling glanced at him deeply.

"Brother," Zhang Chunjiu said suddenly, "I remember that it was winter, and you hid me in the bamboo basket with coals. It was all gray. I rubbed all over, and looked out from the cracks in the bamboo basket..."

Zhang Chunling's face changed and he interrupted: "Okay, why are you talking about these?"

Zhang Chunji bowed his head, and the wind and frost of more than 50 years had cast copper and iron bones on him. He turned and turned, and was invincible. The wrinkle between his eyebrows that could not be opened for a moment briefly unfolded. He took off his coat from the hanger, respectfully put it on Zhang Chunling's shoulder, and handed him the scarf, saying, "Yes, why am I talking about these things? Brother, be careful all the way."

Zhang Chunling hesitated for a moment, took the scarf, gestured to the man following him, and several people followed him and quietly came out.

Lang Qiao's cell phone vibrated. She looked down and said that her father asked her when the long class would be completed and whether she had time to visit relatives with her parents during the Spring Festival. Before she could reply, she saw the old director coming out with a bunch of keys and waved to her.

"Sorry, teacher," Lang Qiao quickly put his personal cell phone back in his pocket, "This is the New Year, please come here in the middle of the night."

According to Zhu Feng's testimony, Lang Qiao found the Fourth Middle School where the murdered art teacher Yu Bin taught during his lifetime.

"It's okay, the children are traveling, so we are just the couple, just treat it as a meal and activities." The old director said, "Hey, it's been more than ten years. I didn't expect that someone will come to investigate Teacher Yu's case back then. It's so miserable. What a good young man, he feels sad when he mentions it - here, he's here."

When Lang Qiao looked up, he saw the door saying "Art Classroom".

"I have been pursuing the admission rate over the years. There are extra physical education exams, which is quite reasonable. Music and art classes are basically all decorations," said the old director. "When Teacher Yu was there, the school had students with special skills. Later, the policy was changed. Our school no longer recruited 'Meits', and the art classroom became a visit... Let's see if it was this key."

As he said that, the door opened with a "click" and a breath of lack of popularity hit him.

The old director turned on the light, pointed to an oil painting of a portrait of a person on the wall and said, "Look, that's what Teacher Yu painted."

Lang Qiao was stunned. She was an outsider and could not tell whether the painting was good or bad. She only felt that the portrait of the character was very realistic, so realistic that she could tell at a glance that the young girl with a smile on the painting had phoenix eyes and dimples exactly like Zhu Feng. She was wearing a skirt and smiled at the outsiders with curved eyes, which made people feel good at it at first glance.

There are labels under the oil painting, with title, author and date written.

It was painted by Yu Bin fifteen years ago, and the painting was called "The Lover in a Dream".

To this day, the fairy's smile in the painting remains the same, but the person outside the painting has become a woman full of resentment and hateful faces.

"Here," the director of the teaching director opened a display cabinet and said to Lang Qiao, "Girl, come and see - is this what you are looking for?"

Lang Qiao hurried over and the director showed her a certificate: "Before Teacher Yu had an accident, he took the students to sketch. One of the students participated in a competition with his homework at that time and won the prize. There was an author and a teacher instructor... Unfortunately, something happened shortly after Teacher Yu came back, and he didn't have time to see this certificate. At that time, Teacher Yu's lover was not in good spirits, and he was sad when he saw his things, so the thing stayed in the school."

Lang Qiao took it and the certificate was accompanied by a photocopy of the winning works. It was a very beautiful beach scenery. There was a yellowed note in the certificate, which fell out as soon as it was opened.

"This is written by the student, and he has a good relationship with Teacher Yu."

Lang Qiao put on gloves and carefully unfolded the note, and saw that it read: "Facing the sea, spring is warm, to commemorate the last trip to the coast with Teacher Yu."

Yu Bin had been to Binhai before his death!
Chapter completed!