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Chapter 305 [The tomb of the late father Sheng Mingxian]

When the man left, Shu Yi was only a child of four or five years old, and she didn't know anything about these cemeteries.

Even Shu's mother's grave was taken by Shu's father every Ching Ming Festival.

Mu Xicheng nodded, opened the car door and walked on, and at the same time opened the car door for Shu Yi.

"Well, later I asked someone to find a suitable cemetery here and set up a tombstone for him."

Shu Yi pursed her lips slightly, raised her legs and got out of the car.

Looking around, this place is indeed desolate, with occasional overgrown weeds on the side of the road.

But the victory lies in the quietness, no one bothers you.

Under the leadership of Mu Xicheng, she walked to a tombstone.

"Tomb of my late father Sheng Mingxian" is engraved on it.

At the top is a black and white photo. The middle-aged man has a gentle face and a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Xicheng bent down, put the chrysanthemum in his hand in front of the tomb, then straightened his back and stood beside her.

Shu Yi also placed a bouquet of chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, nodding reverently.

She looked sideways at the man beside her, the expression on his face was more solemn than before.

It seems that after the warmth faded away, only the seriousness remained.

The woman withdrew her gaze, and her eyes fell on the tombstone in front of her.

It was already six o'clock in the evening, but the sky hadn't completely darkened yet. The faint blue sky enveloped everything around him in deep darkness.

After a while, her calm voice sounded: "Even if you didn't find the body, you still set up a monument for Uncle Sheng?"

Mu Xicheng remained expressionless, "After so many years, the chance of surviving is almost zero. In this case, it is better to let the dead rest in peace, have a cemetery of their own, and have a place to rest when they are tired."

Shu Yi pursed her lips, a feeling of loss suddenly emerged from the depths of her heart.

It feels like the person who has been gone for many years, because of some sustenance, still exists beside him in another form.

Her throat moved, "Uncle Sheng was very young when he left. After he left, you were found by the Mitchell family. This is really..."

It's like fate.

"Are you trying to say that the Mitchells didn't find me after I was lost for several years, and they came to my door as soon as my adoptive father passed away?"

Shu Yi nodded.

"Isn't that just convenient for them? If my father hadn't died, maybe Uncle Yuan wouldn't have been so active in finding a family for me."

In fact, there was another most important reason back then. Father Shu also provided some clues, so the Mitchell family could find Mu Xicheng smoothly.

Otherwise, if the child has been lost for many years, the appearance at the age of six or seven will definitely be very different from that at the age of one or two.

It is impossible for the Mitchell family to find him back so quickly.

"Uncle Sheng came to our house when I was more than two years old. He has always been diligent in his work. He and my mother... It seems that we didn't know each other before this."

"But they get along day and night. Even if they didn't know each other before, they are equivalent to half a family."

Shu Yi's eyes kept staring at the photo on the tombstone, looking at the eyes of the middle-aged man, as if trying to see through something.

"You said, is it true that he died young because he wanted to protect his mother?"

After all, they all said that Sheng Mingxian was washed away together because he went to save his mother from drowning.

But in fact, Sheng Mingxian is the most familiar with water, and so is his mother.

How could two people who are familiar with water be washed away so easily?

Mu Xicheng frowned slightly, his big palm landed on her shoulder, and he didn't move anymore.

"Yi'er, don't think about it until the results come out."

Shu Yi lowered her eyes slightly, rolled her throat, suppressing all the troubled thoughts in her head.

After a while, the woman said in a deep voice: "The Charles you mentioned last time, haven't you made an appointment yet?"

Mu Xicheng took back the hand that fell on her shoulder, "It's hard, he has been reclusive for many years, and it took me a lot of effort to get his email contact information. He promised me to send that group of photos. His biggest limit, the rest, he doesn't want to get too involved."

"He is the most famous private detective in Donghua Kingdom for more than 20 years. I heard that many famous families have paid a lot of money to hire him to do investigations. How can you say that you have retired?"

It is said that during his more than 20 years of detective career, Charles has been paid no less than one billion for investigating private cases.

People in the rich and powerful families both hired him and were wary of him.

Because once there are scandals in his hands, it will cost no less than seven figures to buy those news.

Could it be that after earning a lot of money, he retired?

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be, because Charles disappeared completely seven years ago. All blogs and social software were stopped at the same time, and he lost all contact with the outside world.

Counting his age, Charles is only in his 40s, which is the golden age for a man to start a career.

What's more, people's desire is a hole that can never be filled. The more you earn, the more you want. Shu Yi doesn't believe that a person worth hundreds of millions will retire in his 40s.

The man's voice was deep and sweet, and it seemed particularly remote in the wide cemetery: "Since I sent him an invitation to meet last time, he has never replied to me."

Shu Yi pondered for a moment, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: "Since you can't make an appointment, then check his residence and visit him personally. I think he should have no reason to refuse the person who comes to the door."

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