On the car.

After Wang Zongtang glanced at the caller ID, he squinted his eyes and pressed the answer button: "Hey? Master."

"Is Xiaohui on the scene?" the patriarch asked very simply.

Wang Zongtang was silent for a moment: "Here, but Tiannan's death has nothing to do with him."

"I'm not saying anything. Take the child to me, right away!" said the patriarch without any doubt.

"He has returned to Xinxiang." Wang Zongtang thought for a while and replied: "I am rushing back now, and I will take people there."

"Dudu!"

The patriarch hung up the phone directly and didn't say a word.

Wang Zongtang looked at his phone and felt an extremely bad premonition in his heart. The critical moment of Wang Tiannan's death was too subtle.

Wang Zongxiang announced his official election for parliament for the first time, but the matter between Zhang Qing and Wang Tiannan was interrupted. Today, the big room had just held a reception banquet, but Wang Tiannan was killed for no reason.

In the two incidents, Zhang Qing, who caused conflicts, and Tianhui, who was suspected to be a murderer, both had a very direct relationship with the third room.

So will this make the patriarch think more?

Wang Zongtang knew his son very well. He was very bored and stable, and knew how to be patient and humble. Such a personality does seem to have a strong possibility of revenge, but he had a conversation with Tianhui just now. Wang Zongtang did not see a lying look in his son's eyes.

But only father can have this feeling, can others understand? In the eyes of others, Tianhui is the most suspicious and motivated. If the dead man is, will you believe that this matter has nothing to do with Tianhui because of your look in your son?

Wang Zongtang loosened his neckline and thought with a very serious expression.

About an hour later.

When the car arrived at the Wang family in Xinxiang, Wang Zongtang waved his hand and summoned the driver and ordered: "Call the construction site and ask everyone in our family to withdraw. Say hello to the people in the village. Don't just walk around in the past two days, stay with me and the house."

"Okay, OK." The driver nodded repeatedly.

After saying that, Wang Zongtang stepped into the courtyard and ran over with a panic when he saw his wife: "How did Tiannan matters involve our son? Is there anything wrong?"

"Don't worry, I'll say a few words to Tianhui." Wang Zongtang waved his hand impatiently, and walked into the courtyard on Tianhui's side.

Half an hour later, Wang Zongtang's brothers and children from the Tian generation all drove to Xinxiang and entered the Wang family compound.

In Tianhui room, Wang Zongtang and several brothers sat on the chairs, all looking at him expressionlessly.

"This is at home, it's useless to hide it," Uncle Second frowned and asked, "Did you kill Tiannan?"

"No." Tianhui shook his head and replied, "I hit him with a crowbar a few times, but I didn't hit him at all. Then I was knocked unconscious by Zhang Qing placing an iron rod from behind... I didn't know anything later."

The second uncle looked at Wang Zongtang after hearing the sound: "Isn't caught this Zhang Qing?"

"Yeah, I ran away." Wang Zongtang nodded.

"Fuck, this is a bit weird." The fourth brother smoked and said with a frown: "Tianhui blocked the man and woman twice, but both let one woman run away. This is a bit wrong."

"Tianhui, to be honest, it's really not yours?" Uncle Er asked again.

"Uncle, I really didn't kill him!" Tianhui replied with tears in his eyes.

"It was not done by Xiaohui, it means that someone brought the big room and the conflict between us." Uncle Er said with a sharp look: "Xiaoqing is the key!"

"I have to find this woman." Wang Zongtang nodded.

"What do you say in the big room?" asked the third brother.

"Let me take Xiaohui over." Wang Zongtang turned his head and asked, "Did you say I want to go over?"

"It's nonsense!" The third brother shook his head without hesitation: "Can we believe Xiaohui. Can the big room believe it? To put it bluntly, this kind of fucking messings is not new to cause a murder. Xiaohui has indeed been to the scene. What if the explanation is not clear and the big room wants to touch him?"

Wang Zongtang was silent.

Indoor, the lights were bright, and the backbone of the three rooms sat together and were negotiating all night.

...

The next day, it was around 10 o'clock in the morning.

Wang Tiannan's mother led the clan relatives from the big house and drove twenty or thirty cars to Xinxiang.

The convoy slowly stopped in front of the gate of the three-bedroom courtyard, and dozens of people got off the car together.

Wang Tiannan's mother walked in front and rushed into the gate with a pale face: "Wang Tianhui, come out for me!"

Dozens of people stood behind the woman, motionless.

"Wang Tianhui, come out!!"

The roar spread throughout the courtyard. The people from the three bedrooms rushed out after hearing the news. Dozens of people came to the main courtyard together.

"Go and go, don't get stuck with this."

Wang Zongtang frowned and pushed the crowd away, stepped forward, looked at Wang Tiannan's mother and said, "Xiaoqin, I have something to do and say in the room, don't yell here."

"What the hell is it?!"

Xiaoqin's eyes were filled with tears, and she clenched her fists and shouted: "I won't tell you, you ask Wang Tianhui to come out, let's go to the Longcheng Clan Chief."

"The matter has not been clear yet, don't shout, can we talk in the room?" Wang Zongtang knew that this matter was not clear with his son. Even if he did not kill anyone, Wang Tiannan died indirectly at his hands, so he could only say in a low voice: "Don't shout, let outsiders hear the joke."

"My son is gone, am I still afraid of others making jokes?" Xiaoqin pointed at Wang Zongtang and shouted: "Wang Zongtang, I have nothing to talk to you. Take your son out and let's go to the patriarch's place!"

"The matter hasn't been figured out yet, what's the use of yelling?" Uncle Tianhui said with his back hand: "Can you calm down..."

"It's not your son, of course you are calm!" Xiaoqin pushed her second uncle away, gritted her teeth and rushed into the yard: "Wang Tianhui, come out for me!"

"What are you doing? What did you do when you see my Tianhui killing someone?!" Wang Tianhui's mother was also anxious and stood in front and shouted: "Are we not saying that we can't go? Why are you unreasonable?"

"Don't fucking touch my sister, let go!" Xiaoqin's brother rushed up.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't fucking do it!"

If one party dies, the child will never be able to calm down. The other party does not want the child to be in danger, and it is even more impossible to see so many people in the big room rushing into the yard to take the person away. So the two sides stubbornly said a few words and then they broke up together.

"Let go!" Xiaoqin pointed at Tianhui's mother and roared with a ferocious expression.

"Don't be here, this is not your big house."

"I cnm!" Xiaoqin was angry and slapped her mouth on Tianhui's mother's face.

"Bang!"

Wang Zongtang was also anxious and pushed Xiaoqin away and yelled: "You try playing tricks here?!"

This was originally a rebuke, but unexpectedly, more than a dozen men rushed in outside the door, all carrying spears.

"Cnm, this is Xinxiang, not Longcheng. What are you going to do? Get out of here!" The young man who led the team was a captive horseman from a three-bedroom house. After entering the yard, he directly opened the firearm insurance.

The people in the big room looked back and were stunned.

The gun was loaded, everything was different. The Wang family, who had ruled the Longcheng area for twenty years, underwent a drastic change at this moment.

...

In the city.

Li Zhan was under the bridge cave and cleaned the wound on the left rib on the back again. He clamped the phone with his right face and shoulder and said, "I'm ringing here, just move."

"Listen to my advice..."
Chapter completed!