Li Zhentai still died, from hemorrhagic shock caused by a gunshot wound.

       He might have breathed a sigh of relief when the police arrived, but he did not survive the journey of being rushed to the hospital.

       The real cause of his death had not been announced to the public. The media was suppressed by the Li family, and there was no negative report on Li Zhentai, so everyone thought that he had been kidnapped. There were some other speculations about the cause of his death, but it was just not made explicit.

       Everyone felt that the Li family had a bad year, the younger son was robbed and killed, and now it was the eldest son’s turn to be kidnapped and torn apart.

       When Li Jianglin heard the news, he sat on the bed and said, “You only have yourself to blame.” But after that, he kept his eyes closed and looked haggard.

       The Li family held a funeral ceremony for Li Zhentai, which was organized by Li Zhenran.

       In the funeral home, a large black and white photo of Li Zhentai was hung on the wall, with elegiac couplets to the left and right, and a crystal coffin in the middle.

       The person was already dead, there was no trial, and Li Zhentai did not have to hang the title of criminal. Li Zhenruo was wearing a black suit, sitting in the distance looking at Li Zhentai’s body, and seeing the guests who came to pay his respects bowing and burning paper for him. He thought to himself, would these people know, that if Li Zhentai didn’t want to kill his biological parents, he wouldn’t have to die? His life probably won’t be enough to make up for the sins he’s committed.

       Li Jianglin didn’t show up because of his poor health. As family members, besides Li Zhenran and Li Zhenzi, there was also Wen Chun, who hurried back from abroad.

       Wen Chun and Li Zhentai were still husband and wife after all. She stood aside in mourning, but there was not much sad expression on his face.

       On the day Wen Chun came back, she was sitting on the edge of Li Jianglin’s bed, and Li Jianglin said to her, “I’m sorry, it was my senseless insistence that hurt you. Since everyone is gone, you should live your life well.”

       Wen Chun didn’t say anything, just nodded as if to comfort Li Jianglin.

       Li Zhenran walked over to Li Zhenruo and handed him a bottle of water, “If you don’t want to stay here, go back first.”

       Li Zhenruo took the water, unscrewed the lid and took a sip, “I’m fine.” He screwed the lid on and said at the same time, “It’s good that Li Zhentai died like this.”

       He was not willing to kill Li Zhentai himself, nor did he want Li Zhenran to do it.

       At this time, they saw Li Zhentai’s biological parents.

       He didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Li Zhenruo felt that her hair was grey when she saw the old lady last time, but now it’s all grey.

       Security guards stopped them and asked for their identities.

       Li Zhenran went over to let the security go and invited them in. The husband and wife experienced that kind of thing, and they no longer insisted on recognizing the son. They just came to burn two pieces of paper money, and they left with each other’s arms.

       Looking at their backs, Li Zhenruo suddenly felt a little dazed, as if everything was over, but at the same time, it wasn’t.

       There were still guests coming here, and Li Zhenran couldn’t get out for a while.

       Li Zhenruo left the funeral home alone, and when he was about to take a taxi by the side of the road, the phone in his pocket rang.

       He had used this phone only a handful of times, as long as it was inconvenient to carry, and he had not yet been able to conjure a phone out of thin air, so there were very few people who will call his number.

       Li Zhenruo glanced at the caller ID, and the name showed Yan Xiujie.

       Li Zhenruo kept in touch with this former assistant of his. After listening to Li Zhentai mention the person named Sun He, Li Zhenruo thought about it for a long time and planned to ask Yan Xiujie to help him find out who worked under Luo Yunguang in the past except for Sun He.

       He asked Yan Xiujie to try to start with the company’s old files. Luo Yunguang was an employee of Yunlin, and the people who worked under him were probably also under Yunlin’s name and receive Yunlin’s salary. Although what they did was not necessarily related to Yunlin’s business, it was more likely to be Li Jianglin’s private affairs.

       However, the results of Yan Xiujie’s investigation were smoother than he expected.

       When the call was connected, Yan Xiujie told him that there was indeed a man named Sun He in the company’s old personnel file. He was in the logistics department at the time. There were two men at the same time as Sun He, one named Wang Dong and the other named Kong Yuxia.

       No one knew where Sun He was now, but Yan Xiujie found his current address through the address of Wang Dong registered in the old file.

       Li Zhenruo said, “Give me his address.”

       Yan Xiujie replied, “Okay, I’ll send it to your phone.”

       Li Zhenruo hung up the phone and took a deep breath. He stood on the side of the road without moving and waited for Yan Xiujie’s text message.

       Soon, the address from Yan Xiujie was received on the mobile phone, including the mobile phone number and address of Wang Dong.

       In fact, compared to this Wang Dong, Li Zhenruo wanted to find Luo Yunguang more at first.

       But recalling the sincere attitude of Luo Yunguang when he said those words to Li Zhenran before, Li Zhenruo was still not sure which of his words was true and which was false. He was afraid that he would be disturbed by Luo Yunguang again, so he would rather not see Luo Yunguang.

       Li Zhenruo waved and called a car, and asked the driver to take him to Wang Dong’s current address.

       That address was a district in the city centre. The house was a bit old but not broken, and the nearby housing prices were not cheap.

       Li Zhenruo got out of the car and gave the money, walked into the unit where Wang Dong lived, stepped into the door of the unit, and went upstairs slowly while changing his clothes.

       He changed into a shirt suit and tie, and his hair was brushed up to make him look more mature.

       He stood in front of the door number displayed on the address, and Li Zhenruo gently knocked on the door.

       He heard footsteps coming from inside, and after more than ten seconds, a middle-aged woman opened the door from inside and looked at him vigilantly, “Who are you looking for?”

       Li Zhenruo asked politely, “Is Mr. Wang Dong there?”

       The woman hesitated for a second, then turned her head and shouted inside, “Wang Dong, someone is looking for you!”

       Soon, Li Zhenruo saw a short, bald middle-aged man coming out of the inner room. He looked at Li Zhenruo up and down, “Who are you?”

       Li Zhenruo smiled, “Mr. Luo asked me to visit you.”

       Wang Dong’s expression became surprised, “You—”

       Li Zhenruo said, “Can I go in and talk?”

       Wang Dong said quickly, “Oh, come in and sit.”

       He invited Li Zhenruo in, let him sit on the sofa, picked up the cigarette case from the coffee table, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, but he didn’t remember to ask his wife to make tea for him.

       Wang Dong’s wife went to the kitchen.

       Li Zhenruo declined his cigarette and said, “No need, I don’t smoke.”

       Wang Dong then lit one for himself, took two sips nervously, and asked, “Guang ge asked you to come to me?”

       Li Zhenruo nodded and said, “Dong ge don’t be nervous, Mr. Luo said that he had not seen his brother for many years. He should have come to visit in person, but Mr. Li has not been well recently, so he has to stay by Mr. Li’s side to take care of him. .”

       Wang Dong was stunned when he heard the words, “He went back to Mr. Li?”

       Li Zhenruo smiled and said, “Yes, Mr. Luo has worked hard for Mr. Li for so many years, and Mr. Li was a sentimental person. When he was not in good health two months ago, he sent someone to invite Mr. Luo.”

       Wang Dong took a big puff of smoke, “I don’t know what Guang ge would asked you to do to me?”

       Li Zhenruo said, “Something happened to the Li family recently. Dong ge must have heard of it, right?”

       Wang Dong subconsciously glanced in the direction of the kitchen. His wife was concentrating on preparing dinner, and then he said, “I know the eldest young master of the Li family is dead, and the youngest master of the Li family was gone last year.”

       Li Zhenruo sighed and nodded, “Then does Dong ge know that this matter is actually related to Sun He.”

       “Sun He?” Wang Dong looked a little surprised.

       Li Zhenruo took out his mobile phone and showed Wang Dong the photo of his biological parents above. He said, “I don’t know if Dong ge has any impression of this photo?”

       Wang Dong’s face became strange, but he did not answer Li Zhenruo’s words.

       Li Zhenruo could see that Wang Dong was actually an honest person, and his reaction also clearly told Li Zhenruo one thing, he knew this photo, which means he knew what happened back then.

       So Li Zhenruo lowered his voice and said, “Don’t be nervous Dong ge. Since Mr. Luo asked me to come to you, I naturally knew about those things back then.”

       Wang Dong looked at him.

       Li Zhenruo said, “This is a photo of Zhao Yuqiong and her boyfriend, right? Do you know where the photo is now?”

       Wang Dong hesitated for a long time, he said, “This photo should be at Sun He’s place.”

       Li Zhenruo looked at him, “Why is it with Sun He?”

       Wang Dong’s expression was tangled, and after a long silence, he said, “That Miss Zhao Yuqiong passed away, we went to clean up the house for her.”

       “You, Sun He, and Kong Yuxia, isn’t it?”

       When Wang Dong heard that Li Zhenruo even mentioned Kong Yuxia’s name, he believed him more in his heart and said, “Sun He has always liked that Miss Zhao. I stopped him when he wanted to take this photo but he didn’t listen.”

       Li Zhenruo said, “You didn’t tell Mr. Luo later, did you?”

       Wang Dong suddenly became nervous again, “I didn’t mean to, I just—”

       “It’s okay,” Li Zhenruo smiled gently, “After so many years, Mr. Luo knows everyone well, and he didn’t ask me to question you about it.”

       Wang Dong nodded stiffly.

       Li Zhenruo continued, “But did you know that Sun He later gave this photo to Mr. Li.”

       Wang Dong looked up in amazement.

       Li Zhenruo looked serious, “Mr. Luo said, no matter what, we must find Sun He. Dong ge, do you know Sun He’s whereabouts?”

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