Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

"Fu Zheng's ex-wife." Yunqiao said bluntly, jokingly, "If Miss Wen hadn't said that your list was dangerous, I would have thought that Mr. Fu had another lover."

Wen Liang: "..."

She looked indifferent, "In addition to Fu Zheng's ex-wife, I actually have another identity, the daughter of reporter Wen Yongkang."

Yunqiao was startled, and his expression suddenly became serious.

To be honest, when Wen Yongkang passed away that year, Yunqiao had just graduated from college and was full of enthusiasm. He felt very sorry for the death of such a righteous reporter and had been paying attention to this case.

At that time, many people indeed speculated that Wen Yongkang had offended too many people and was executed.

Unexpectedly, the final investigation result was that it was just an ordinary car accident.

Many people do not believe this result, but they have no other choice.

As time passed, Wen Yongkang's death was gradually forgotten.

Now Wen Liang suddenly found him and mentioned his dead father. Yun Qiao suspected that she knew something.

That's why she said that entrustment is dangerous.

After all, many of those whom Wen Yongkang offended were capital tycoons, and their hands were not clean.

"Is the matter entrusted by Miss Wen related to your father?"

"Well, it seems that Mr. Yun knows my father, and I don't need to introduce him anymore." Wen Liang took a sip of tea, "Before I tell you my commission, I want to ask Mr. Yun if he knows my father." Not long before his death, there was a kidnapping case in Jiangcheng?"

Yunqiao lowered his eyebrows and recalled for a few seconds, "I seem to have some impressions."

"My father was investigating the case at the time."

Yunqiao understood something, "Did Miss Wen find any clues?"

Otherwise, Wen Liang would not have found Wen Yongkang nearly ten years after his death.

It's just that he originally thought that it was done by the capital plutocrats whom Wen Yongkang offended, but he didn't expect that it was related to the kidnapping case.

Wen Liang nodded, "What? Can Mr. Yun answer the question? If so, then I can continue. If not, please don't tell Mr. Yun what happened today."

Yunqiao looked at Wen Liang's gentle brows and fell silent.

He was once a passionate and upright young man, but over the years as a private detective, he has seen too much darkness and too many things that made him angry but powerless.

The edges of justice in him have gradually been smoothed away by life.

In the first two years of his career as a detective, he opened a detective agency. He once rejected a client out of a sense of justice. However, it wasn't long before the agency was reported, his family was threatened, and the rejected client came to confront him. After a warning and a warning, he appealed in every possible way to no avail, and finally had no choice but to close the detective agency.

At that time, he understood that sometimes, having a sense of justice is of no use.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

Just take the case of Wen Yongkang, if he was really murdered, and with so much public attention, nothing was found, which shows how deep the water is.

Yun Qiao's hesitation was also expected by Wen Liang. She smiled and said, "I understand what Mr. Yun means. Although we can't cooperate, I also want to thank Mr. Yun for sitting here and listening to me. Since Mr. Yun If you don’t want to accept this commission, I won’t force you. I just hope Mr. Yun can keep the secret for me, thank you very much.”

Wen Liang's generous words made Yun Qiao suddenly feel guilty in his heart, and some did not dare to look into Wen Liang's eyes, "Miss Wen deserves to be the daughter of Reporter Wen. Yun is really ashamed."

"Mr. Yun, you don't have to be like this. I understand that it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Maybe if that was not my father, I might not care about this matter. But if there is no such thing, it is my father who depends on me for life. I must Avenge him and let him die clearly."

In fact, if this matter is leaked, something will happen to Wen Liang in front of Yunqiao.

Only if Wen Liang is dead will he not continue to investigate.

Even a weak woman like Wen Liang dared to face those potential threats just to find out the truth for her father. Why didn't he dare?

Moreover, in this era of developed Internet, any trivial matter will be posted on the Internet, and Wenliang already has a certain amount of attention, plus the Fu family, those people may not dare to do anything.

Yunqiao took a deep breath and made up his mind, "Miss Wen, I have decided to accept your commission."

He didn't know if his decision was right or wrong.

He only knew that at this moment, he obeyed his heart and did not regret his conscience.

"Seriously?" Wen Liang was surprised, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"Seriously. I felt very sorry for the death of Reporter Wen back then. I hope that I can do something for him today, ten years later."

"Mr. Yun, thank you." Wen Liang's nose felt sore and he was very moved, "In that case, Mr. Yun, please give me a price."

"One price, five hundred thousand."

"Okay, let's sign the contract."

Yunqiao brought a pen with him, and the two of them wrote their signatures on the contract.

Wen Liang put down the pen and handed one of the contracts to Yunqiao.

"Okay, Miss Wen can speak now."

Wen Liang took out a photo from his bag and put it on the table, pushing it in front of Yun Qiao, "You take a look at this photo first."

Yun Qiao picked it up and looked at it twice, then looked up at Wen Liang and guessed, "This...is the photo of the kidnapper that Reporter Wen secretly took?"

Wen Liang nodded, "Mr. Yun is indeed smart. I found this photo not long ago when I was sorting out my father's belongings."

"How did Miss Wen connect it with Reporter Wen's death?" Yun Qiao pinched a corner of the photo and asked.

"It's a coincidence. Not long ago, I traveled abroad. When I came back, I saw Wang Dahai, the truck driver who killed my dad, and his friend at Puxi Airport in S City. At that time, I thought his friend looked familiar, until I remembered this a photograph……"

Yunqiao listened and analyzed, "In other words, whether the cause of reporter Wen's death was murder is still only at the stage of speculation. You only feel the similarity based on the appearance in your memory. The identity of Wang Dahai's friend has not yet been determined."

Wen Liang nodded, "Although it is a guess, I think the guess is correct. Currently, any news reports about the kidnapping case on the Internet have been erased. There is definitely something fishy in this."

Yun Qiao nodded seriously, "I understand. Now that the contract has been signed, I will confirm every step with Miss Wen. First of all, when is the day you will see them at the airport? I will find a way to transfer them. Airport surveillance, verifying flight information, determining the identity of Wang Dahai’s friend, and then pulling up all the information about the kidnapping case that year to compare whether he is the kidnapper in the photo.”

"Actually, that's what I thought. It's just that my personal abilities are limited, so I wanted to find you." Wen Liang said with a smile, "The day I returned to China was January [-]rd. I got off the plane at around [-] o'clock in the morning and I met you when I went to the lobby to pick up my luggage. Yes. Wang Dahai can also be checked. I met Wang Dahai twice in total, once when he was traveling abroad, at the international airport in Jiangcheng, and the second time when he was returning to China. I checked, and he arrived at Puxi Airport during that time. They are also overseas airlines, and this Wang Dahai comes from an ordinary family, and he emptied his family fortune through civil compensation back then. I doubt the money in his hands... you know."

Yun Qiao nodded, "I understand. I will investigate both of them. I will be here today. When there are results, I will naturally inform Miss Wen."

"Thank you. The [-] deposit will be transferred to your account later."

After the two of them finished chatting, Wen Liang sent Yunqiao out of the tea room.