Big Yellow ran wildly.

Zou Xiaozhou was too exhausted to run any further, so Yan Lin dragged him into the car.

"Brother Yan, this dog led us out of the city, where are we going?" Zou Xiaozhou asked, puzzled.

Yan Lin flipped through the map.

He stared intently.

Ahead was the Guangshui Production Team.

"Oh no, is Dahuang thinking of going home? We'll miss the golden time to rescue my sister-in-law!" Zou Xiaozhou said anxiously.

Yan Lin, on the contrary, calmed down.

He always felt that someone was manipulating things.

Intentionally or unintentionally, they were led to Guangshui Village... What was the purpose?

“Since we’re almost there, let’s go take a look. We can also borrow the village phone to make a couple of calls. Zhou Wen will keep a close eye on anything happening in the city,” Yan Lin said.

Once the Jiang family's corruption case was exposed, it was like pulling up a radish along with the mud, digging out the rotten roots in one go. There were always some hidden tricks to resist, trying to struggle in their death throes.

Anyone who reaches out will be caught.

He was afraid that those bastards would all hide their true intentions and wouldn't dare to make a move.

Now that you've surfaced, don't go back to diving.

It would be best to destroy their stronghold and wipe them out in one fell swoop.

The Jiang family.

The entire courtyard was sealed off.

There were strips of cloth stretched out outside, and a note sealing it off was also posted.

The once magnificent courtyard is now desolate, with fallen leaves everywhere.

When Jiang Pengyue arrived, her eyes were filled with despair.

She sighed, pulled back the cloth strip, and crawled inside.

After walking through the front yard and through the hall, Jiang Pengyue went to Jiang Jiuhe's house.

The room contained only a bed, a table, a chair, a wooden cabinet, and a bookcase; there was nothing else there.

It had been uninhabited for a long time and was covered in dust.

Jiang Pengyue walked to the desk, crawled under it, and pressed a button on the table leg.

The carpet on the ground moved slowly, and soon a hole appeared.

A foul-smelling wind wafted out from inside.

Jiang Pengyue instinctively covered her mouth and nose.

She climbed inside.