Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

Zhong Louyu chuckled, looked at Wang Jianshan and the two of them, and said softly to the two of them, the next good show is about to start, give them a mental preparation first.

"Ok?"

Wang Jianshan, who had the biggest opinion on this matter, was stunned for a moment, has it been dealt with?

"what is this?"

Sure enough, as the screen played, a different screen appeared on it. Zhong Louyu enlarged the video just now, and Zhong Fuhong and the two of them could clearly see what they couldn't see just now.

Zhong Fuhong discovered that what Zhong Louyu magnified was exactly what was in Zhong Hu's hand, and he saw that he was holding a dark object in his hand. Because of the light, they couldn't see it very clearly.

"Old Mo, keep zooming in."

Zhong Louyu whispered to Mr. Mo that he should let Zhong Fuhong see what this thing is.

As he said, Mo Lao continued to magnify the screen displayed on the TV several times, and a clear pattern appeared in front of everyone. Although only pixels can be seen because the picture is enlarged too much, it can still be seen if you look carefully. .

"What is this?"

Zhong Fuhong stood up abruptly, and shouted at Zhong Louyu, what does it mean to release this?
Wang Jianshan squinted his eyes slightly, he felt that this thing looked familiar.

"Hey, Dad, isn't this the button that Zhong Louyu took just now?"

Wang Yufan has the best eyes on his mobile phone, staring straight at the black thing in the picture. Isn't this the button in the bag that Zhong Louyu is holding?
"what?"

After listening to Wang Yufan's words, Wang Jianshan finally came to his senses. He stared at the scene intently. Sure enough, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. This thing was exactly the button in the bag that Zhong Louyu brought over.

"S."

Wang Jianshan gasped, and things became a little strange.

"what is this?"

Sure enough, Zhong Fuhong also looked at the screen on the TV with a puzzled expression, obviously he didn't react immediately.

A group of people looked at Zhong Louyu with unison, waiting for his answer.

"Hehe, don't be impatient, just keep reading."

Zhong Louyu chuckled, these two old guys can't stand it anymore?This is just the beginning, and the exciting things are yet to come.

"Patriarch Zhong, look here."

Zhong Louyu pointed to the picture on the screen, Mo Lao deliberately enlarged the picture, and then switched to another picture.

"Huh? Isn't this the scene where Zhong Hu and Wang Yufan have a conflict? Is there any difference?"

Zhong Fuhong squinted his eyes slightly, mumbling something non-stop, looking at the somewhat blurred picture, and staring at it seriously.

Following Zhong Louyu's gesture, he looked at the enlarged part of the screen.

"S."

Everyone gasped, and the atmosphere in the living room became a little weird.

"Isn't this the button on Wang Yufan's body?"

A group of people finally reacted, and then their attention fell directly on Wang Yufan. They looked at Wang Yufan, wanting to see something from him, but it was a pity that Wang Yufan wanted to participate in Zhong Hu's event today. The funeral specially changed into a black suit, not the one he wore that day, so everyone didn't find anything, but the truth of the matter had already emerged.

"Wang Yufan!"

Zhong Fuhong roared even more, staring at Wang Yufan, wishing he could eat him, he had already guessed it from that scene, he only believed what he saw.

"Zhong Fuhong, calm down, just a button doesn't prove anything."

Wang Jianshan stood up abruptly, standing in front of Wang Yufan to protect Wang Yufan, seeing Zhong Fuhong's posture, he was dazzled by anger.

Speaking of it, he was also uneasy. Looking at the picture above, he was surprised to be connected with Wang Yufan. If it wasn't because Wang Yufan was his son and he knew him well, he might have believed it was true, but he He didn't believe it, he absolutely didn't believe it was Wang Yufan who did it, but he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"What went wrong?"

Wang Jianshan stood there in a daze, his mind running rapidly at this moment, trying to find out the problem here, but after Zhong Louyu specially dealt with it, how could he find out what he arranged by himself?

So Wang Jianshan just stood there, his explanation seemed very weak at the moment, Zhong Fuhong was so angry that he couldn't listen to Wang Jianshan's explanation at all, he only believed in the truth before him.

The strange thing is that the white-haired old man didn't stop Zhong Fuhong this time, maybe he also believed Zhong Louyu.

"Hmph, Wang Jianshan, get the hell out of here!"

Zhong Fuhong snorted coldly, picked up the plate on the table and threw it at Wang Jianshan. He didn't want to hear Wang Jianshan's words at all. He just wanted to kill Wang Yufan behind him. He had already decided that he was the one who killed own son.

"Zhong Fuhong, calm down, do you think my son is the murderer of your son?"

Wang Jianshan turned sideways and hid. He also became angry and felt very aggrieved. His son obviously didn't do anything, but he was accused of killing Zhong Hu.

"Isn't that enough evidence?"

Zhong Fuhong asked in a deep voice. For him, the evidence is enough to determine that it is Wang Yufan. He only believes what he sees. Even if the final murderer is not him, he cannot get rid of it.

"Hmph, Zhong Fuhong, show me clearly, are you sure that button belongs to my son?"

Wang Jianshan snorted coldly, he was always very calm, but now he roared angrily, and he looked a little hideous.

Zhong Fuhong was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the picture on the screen again.

"Master, why don't we calm down a bit, and it won't be a problem to fall out with Wang Jianshan after we find out about this matter."

A sharp look flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man. It is true, but I really don’t know if it’s true. It would be great if I could find the clothes Wang Yufan was wearing that day, and all problems would be solved.But who should they go to for help?

"How do we check this?"

Zhong Fuhong asked in a deep voice, he also wanted to find out the whole thing, but they didn't have any clues, how to find out?Totally pointless.

"Master, maybe we can rely on the power of Zhong Louyu."

The white-haired old man glanced at Zhong Louyu next to him, and said mysteriously to Zhong Fuhong, since Zhong Louyu could produce these evidences, he would be able to find out the truth, but this would be very disadvantageous to Wang Jianshan.