[Rebirth] The gold master's husband is not easy to coax

In addition to this, there are many grotesque scenes. For a moment, Zhuang Ling seemed to have returned to his previous life, to that cold apartment with no trace of popularity.

The apartment has not been lived in for a long time. As soon as he opened the door, he was choked by the oncoming dust and coughed violently against the wall.

He remembered that it was during the filming of his fourth film "Masked God of War". Since he had been on the set for several months and Shu Boheng moved out early, he would only go home once in a while. Such a scene occurs.The deserted atmosphere made his already bad mood even worse. He pushed the door violently, without taking his luggage, just walked in and threw himself into the sofa.

It was a midsummer afternoon, there was no sound around, only Xia Chan was tirelessly chirping outside the window.

"Shu..." Zhuang Ling wanted to ask the man to cook for him, but suddenly realized that he was no longer there.

Forget it, let's do something casually by ourselves.Zhuang Ling dragged his exhausted body into the kitchen, only to find that the kitchen, like the living room, was covered in dust on all kinds of pots and pans.Well, I can't cook anymore, let's order takeaway.

Just as Zhuang Ling was about to turn around and walk out, he saw a note sticking to the note, on which was written in strong handwriting, "Don't order takeaway casually, call this number if you are hungry", and then there was a series of numbers below.

It was the landline in the living room of Shu Boheng's villa, he knew it.Every time he called, the man never answered because he knew he didn't want to hear his voice.He always calls the hourly aunt who comes to clean up to pick him up, and then arranges for someone to prepare meals and bring them to him.

It's just so sweet.

Zhuang Ling didn't refuse anyone who came, when the food was delivered, he was silently surprised in his stomach, pretending he didn't know anything, and then went back to the set after eating, and then...he didn't communicate with each other forever.

Where should Shu Boheng be at this time?villa?No, he's not in the villa, he should be in the hospital.

When the self in his previous life called, he had just finished a heart operation in the hospital, so there was only one old housekeeper in the villa.

The butler answered the phone and told him that Shu Boheng had gone to his parents' cemetery, but he didn't say what he was going to do.

Zhuang Ling was crazy at that time, he couldn't care about anything, he only had one thought in his mind, go over and see what he wants to do.However, when he passed by, he saw that the soil above his parents' joint tomb had been dug up, leaving only an empty square space, and all the funerary objects inside were missing.

Zhuang Ling saw him kneeling on the ground in his previous life, with a dazed expression, completely unaware of what happened, why would someone make his parents feel uneasy after their death?What secrets are there on the parents, worthy of his... drawing?

At this time, a person came slowly from the small road behind, his face could not be seen clearly, only the huge mole on the left earlobe was so obvious.

"Want to know how your parents died? Let me tell you."

The other party has a voice that is not very nice, like a sharp pen tip scratching rough sandpaper, it sounds creepy and makes me feel very uncomfortable.

"Who are you?" Zhuang Ling from the previous life didn't look back.

"I belong to your father, classmate." The other party paused and said this.

"Student? Are you my dad's classmate?"

"I was his college classmate and his later...colleague."

"..."

"I'm his colleague and know all his secrets. At the same time, I also know your benefactor..."

The picture stopped abruptly here, and then the whole space was distorted. Zhuang Ling had to be pulled back by external force, but his subconscious still didn't stop dreaming.The outward form of this is that he is still twitching and crying more fiercely, although he may not remember why he cried after waking up.

At the same time, Zhu Yineng at the end of the corridor also quickly received feedback from his subordinates.

Qi Zhijun, a classmate and colleague of Zhuang Mingyuan and Liang Ru, has a mole under the left earlobe.

He was also the favorite student of Mr. Lin back then, and participated in the excavation of the prince's tomb and the subsequent restoration of cultural relics.

Good guy!I finally saw your true colors on Mount Lu!Zhu Yineng looked down at the photo his subordinates had obtained. It was the photo that Qi Zhijun had pasted on his graduation certificate when he was in his early twenties.Silly, but truest.

A man who is not good in appearance but also good at disguising himself.

"Hello, Police Officer Zhang? I have important information to share. What? The autopsy report came out? He had more than a dozen knives in his face? Okay, I understand. You have confirmed his identity? Chen Liangxin ? That's great, Officer Zhang! You almost thought of me! I found out now..."

"..."

Not knowing what the person on the other side of the phone said, Zhu Yineng's expression became a little strange, "You mean...the bodyguard who disappeared at night...has a mole on his left earlobe too?"

"That's right, Qian Kai can't be mistaken, he is a good hand in investigation." Although, it's just that he can't deal with himself.

Hearing this, his tone became even weirder, "It turned out that he took away A-Heng and Zhuang Ling... He did it himself, no wonder he succeeded. By the way, Police Officer Zhang, have you caught out the mole?"

"Not yet, but there is already a suspect."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Then I won't intervene more here. I will send all the information to your mailbox later. You can follow this clue to check. By the way, a friendly reminder, Qi Zhijun has a person A disabled old mother living in her hometown."

After Zhu Yineng finished speaking, he hung up the phone, turned around and strode towards the operating room.Elder Lin still maintained the posture he had been in a long time ago, motionless, and he didn't know if he had fallen asleep.

"Grandpa? Grandpa Lin?" Zhu Yi Neng didn't dare to move him, but bent down and whispered in his ear a few times.After a long time, the old man gave a low "hmm".

Zhu Yineng breathed a sigh of relief, "Grandpa? Anyway, will the operation be over in a while, and I will ask the driver to take you back to rest?"

"No need."

"But you're sitting here, you're not..."

Zhu Yineng wanted to persuade him again, but Mr. Lin stopped him with one sentence, "He is my grandson, if you don't guard him, who should you guard?"

"..."

"Okay, let's go see the kid."

"That child?" Zhu Yineng thought for a while before he realized who "that child" was referring to.

"What happened to Zhuang Ling?"

"The doctor said he was convulsing, and the drugs couldn't calm him down."

"...Then grandpa, can you stay here by yourself?"