Chapter 190 Qin Si doesn't seem to be back yet

In the wealthy area of New Myanmar Land, every inch of land is worth a lot of money.

The cross-sea bridge, like a coiled dragon lying across the sea, divides the entire city into two sides.

The high city walls are bathed in the sun, as if covered with a golden halo. The Aklans Church, located to the west of the wealthy area, was once a place of worship for the local people of New Burma. In the Middle Ages, there were also philanthropic nobles who blessed the common people, and the common people could also enter and leave the Aklans Church freely.

But no one knows when, with the construction of the bridge and the city wall, this place became a restricted area for civilians, and the entire church was abandoned.

Inside the exquisitely decorated church, intricate chandeliers hang from the ceiling, and a beam of light shines down from the sky, adding a touch of beauty to the dilapidated and bleak scene.

When Sheng Huaian arrived, the last angel statue hanging on the wall in the church fell to the ground with a bang because it could not withstand the damage. The beauty of the statue disappeared.

An old man was hunched over with his back to him. He turned his head slowly when he heard the footsteps.

"Master, the master doesn't have much time left for you."

The old man is the head of the Sheng family. Sheng's father is busy handling official business in the three states and has almost no free time to accompany Sheng Huaian. The old man is the elder who has watched Sheng Huaian grow up and has the right to speak in front of him.

Sheng Huaian frowned slightly.

The old man asked, “No news yet?”

Sheng Huaian was chewing gum, standing casually with one hand in his pocket, and blew a bubble in a nonchalant manner. The old man frowned and the bubble burst with a snap.

The man put his hands behind his head, picked a seat at random and sat down, with his long legs lazily raised.

"I did all this crap just to help my father find a dead person."

The old man hunched over, frowning deeply, "If she's alive, I want to see her in person. If she's dead, I want to see her body. This is the old lady's last wish."

"The old lady didn't wait, and now the head of the family also wants to..." The old man seemed a little moved, his eyes slightly red, and he didn't want the man to see it. He lowered his head deeply and said: "Young Master, don't let the head of the family leave with regrets."

Sheng Huaian still looked relaxed and at ease. He seemed to grit his teeth, and the curve of his handsome face was tense. "Sometimes, I really want to ask my father, is all this fair to me?"

"Why should I be a playboy? Why should I put my ambitions on hold just because of my father's wishes?"

After all, there are complaints. How could there be no complaints? People from the six major families are heirs at the same starting line, but the gap between them has widened over the years. As the outside world has said, he has indeed never received a single day of systematic training as an heir.

Everything he knew was learned on the fly. There were countless eyes in this world watching him secretly. He saw that his childhood friend, the most unreliable Mu Liansheng, was also secretly and gradually eroding his father's assets.

The Sheng family is so big, but he can't get anything for himself.

"That idiot Lin Jun also warned me that after my father died, no one would protect me. In fact, I quite agree with him. After my father passed away..." There was really no place for him in the Sheng family.

My father didn't trust anyone and entrusted the most important secrets to him. He traveled around the world for so many years just to find out those old stories.

"never mind."

The man narrowed his eyes and exhaled, saying something unclear.

"All these years of hard work have not been in vain. Let the old man hold on and try his best not to die. I went to the prison a few days ago and met the old leader of the gang from more than 30 years ago. He captured a container from nowhere at the port, which was full of women and children."

"Many people died, but there are still a few who survived. Maybe the person the old man is looking for is among these survivors. I will go to the government building and find this list of names. Such a big thing happened, and someone must have recorded it."

"The government building is under the control of the Chu family." The old man said, "The illegitimate son of the Chu family is not an easy person to deal with. If Master Junyue is still the leader of the Chu family, it will be much easier for you to do things."

"Come on, Chu Junyue can't even protect himself, so what about him? The person in charge of the Chu family?" Sheng Huaian smiled, and there seemed to be a cold light flashing in his cold eyes. The desolate and ruined scene was reflected in his dark pupils, and he sneered again.

He is leaving.

The old man held back for a moment and continued, "Young Master, you are impulsive, highly skilled in martial arts, and have never been fearless since childhood. However, as things get closer to the truth, the dangers you encounter are increasing. You must learn to be patient."

"Hmm." Sheng Huaian didn't comment, "Haven't I endured it long enough?"

The old man was silent.

Sheng Huaian sneered and said lazily: "But I am still curious. Isn't the old man afraid that Lin Jun will succeed one day? I accidentally ate the powder, but I lost my last weapon."

"Depend on!"

Sheng Huaian seemed to feel angry and kicked the bench hard. The row of black rhinestone skull ear bones sparkled, making the eyebrows and eyes look extremely evil.

"I really am the old man's life-saving weapon."

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Jiang Zhiyue seized the opportunity to hide her IP address and used the computer to review a large number of professional books on economics.

She didn't know how long she had been watching, and it was already dark outside.

The door of the presidential suite is sturdy and soundproof.

He never asked or cared what Qin Si did every day or when he would come back.

It was getting darker outside. Jiang Zhiyue turned off the computer and checked the time. It was already two o'clock in the morning.

The message on lins was still flashing. She glanced at the messages she hadn't finished reading and saw that Zhou Xiuzhi had posted a message, but she didn't look at it carefully.

Jiang Zhiyue let out a long sigh, feeling tired. She rubbed her red eyes and was about to go to the bathroom when she suddenly remembered that she had left something outside.

Qin Si's room was in the corner of the hall. Although she usually didn't run into him when she went to public areas, Jiang Zhiyue still tried her best to avoid appearing in front of him.

She thought of Bai Yanzhu's lins.

If this was Xiao Jingrun helping them to form a team, one had to doubt Xiao Jingrun's intentions.

Jiang Zhiyue stretched herself, picked up the coat on the sofa, wrapped it around herself, and went to the living room.

She watched the news for a while during the day and left her water cup on the table. The surroundings remained the same as when she left them.

Qin Si seems to have not come back yet.

But the next moment, she heard footsteps, which seemed to come from the direction of the corridor, accompanied by suppressed and restrained gasps.

Jiang Zhiyue frowned, hesitated for a moment, and was about to return to the room.

Suddenly there was a heavy thud, as if something fell down.

She put down the cup, paused for a moment, then slowly turned back.