Jiang Xiaoli was driving very fast, and Zong Jia asked worriedly, "Xiaoli, what happened?"

She shook her head. "Ayu, I'm feeling really confused right now. I'll explain it to you once I've sorted things out."

Zong Jiayu nodded, "Okay, then I'll go with you."

The car sped to Yang Guang's apartment complex. Yang Guang was pleasantly surprised to see them when he opened the door. "Xiao Li, Xiao Zong, what brings you here so early in the morning?"

Jiang Xiaoli didn't go inside. "Uncle Yang, I have something I'd like to ask you. Would it be convenient for you to come out for a moment?"

Seeing her serious expression, Yang Guang greeted his wife and son inside the house and followed them out the door.

Back in the car, Jiang Xiaoli and Yang Guang both sat in the back.

"Uncle Yang, could you tell me about the time my father passed away?"

Yang Guang was a little puzzled. "Xiao Li, why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

Jiang Xiaoli insisted, "Uncle Yang, just tell me what happened back then."

Yang Guang nodded, lost in his memories. "Actually, I don't know much about what happened back then. When the company commander went on a mission, I happened to be visiting my hometown. Not long after I returned to the army, I heard that the company commander had passed away."

Jiang Xiaoli frowned. "Don't you know anything about what happened?"

Yang Guang thought for a moment, "I only know that the accident was caused by a high-temperature explosion. Six comrades, including the company commander, were killed. Xiong Jie probably knows more about the details. He was on the mission with them and was a support staff member."

Jiang Xiaoli immediately wanted to call Xiong Jie, but Yang Guang stopped her.

“Little Pear, I can tell you this because I’m not involved, and what I know is what everyone else knows. But your Uncle Xiong is different; he needs to keep the mission confidential.”

Jiang Xiaoli felt a pang in her heart. "Isn't there any other way to find out more?"

Yang Guang shook his head. "Xiao Li, the company commander and the others' mission is classified. Unrelated personnel have no way of knowing. Why do you suddenly want to know about this?"

She sighed heavily, "Uncle Yang, please don't ask anymore. I'm sorry to have bothered you today."

"Sigh," Yang Guang advised, "Xiao Li, so many years have passed. You and your sister-in-law are living such a good life now, look forward!"

She nodded and forced a smile. "I understand, Uncle Yang."

After Yang Guang left, Zong Jia moved to the back seat. "Little Pear, can you tell me what happened?"

She hesitated for a moment, then told Zong Jiayu what Li Guizhi had told her that morning.

The car was quiet for a moment. Zong Jiayu gathered his thoughts and said, "Little Pear, the determination of a martyr is not a simple matter. Don't overthink it. Like your godmother said, if Uncle Jiang were still alive, how could he have abandoned you two for so many years?"

Let's start by investigating the Jiang family. If we can confirm that the "Jiang" in Uncle Jiang's name refers to the Jiang family, then we can proceed with further investigation. What do you think?

Jiang Xiaoli nodded. "You're right. I shouldn't let my mind wander and think so much."

Zong Jiayu thought for a moment, "Let's take a two-pronged approach. I'll find someone to help investigate the Jiang family in Wudu. When you contact Jiang Ruilin and his nephew Jiang Chengle, you can also subtly inquire about their affairs. What do you think?"

"Okay, I understand." She looked up again and asked, "Can you find a reliable person to go to Chongqing to investigate?"

Zong Jia nodded, "It's not a big problem. I know how serious this is. Leave it to me."

However, Jiang Xiaoli was still worried, so after separating from Zong Jia, she arranged to meet with Song Guoqiang.

In the coffee shop, Jiang Xiaoli got straight to the point, "Brother Song, do you take on international business?"

Song Guoqiang chuckled, "President Jiang, your business is developing quite rapidly. You're already going abroad?"

She shook her head. "It's a private matter, but the people involved are very famous locally. Can you handle it?"

"What country?"

Great Britain.

Song Guoqiang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Ten times the reward, I'll accept."

Jiang Xiaoli finally showed a happy expression, "Brother Song, I'm relieved that you're picking me up. I'll reimburse you for all the expenses of hiring a translator in the local area."

Song Guoqiang spoke fluent English, “President Jiang, you’ve hit the jackpot. My English is excellent.”

Jiang Xiaoli was somewhat surprised; she had always thought Song Guoqiang was very mysterious.

But now that she knows he speaks English, she feels more at ease.

She told Song Guoqiang what she needed to investigate, "Brother Song, thank you for your help."

Song Guoqiang's expression was somewhat strange. "President Jiang, may I ask why you are investigating them?"

Jiang Xiaoli pursed her lips. "Not now. Tell me the results of your investigation when you get back, and then I'll consider whether or not to tell you."

"Okay." Song Guoqiang nodded and didn't ask any more questions. "It will take some time to process the visa. I'll give you an answer in a month."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

She knew that time was running out.

When she got home, she explained her arrangements to Li Guizhi, who nodded and said, "I understand."

Jiang Xiaoli advised, "Mom, just like Zong Jiayu said, the evaluation of a martyr is not that simple. Don't think too much about it. Maybe it's just a coincidence, or maybe we've found Dad's family. Don't you think so?"

Li Guizhi pondered for a moment, then sighed, "Xiao Li, although that person's face is different from your father's, their eyes are exactly the same."

She took out Jiang Weimin's photo album. "Look, isn't it exactly the same?"

Jiang Xiaoli carefully examined her father's photos, but unfortunately, the resolution of these old photos was not very good, and due to the passage of time, they were not very clear.

She looked at the photo, trying hard to recall her father's eyes, but she couldn't piece together a complete and clear image in her mind.

She held her mother's hand and said, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth about this."

Li Guizhi carefully put the photo away. "Xiao Li, you don't think I'm missing your father so much that I've lost my mind, do you?"

She chuckled and said, "Mom, what are you thinking!"

She put her arm around her mother's shoulder and said, "If you have any doubts, we'll investigate and find out. Your daughter is rich!"

Li Guizhi finally showed her first smile of the day, "Okay, then I'll wait."