"Haicheng? Wanghai Villa? Jin Zhicheng?"

Jiang Junrong repeatedly chewed over these unfamiliar words, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

One day and one night.

In less than a day and a night, the daughter found a person who had disappeared for decades and whom even the state apparatus was helpless against!

If he hadn't seen his daughter so weak and seemingly about to collapse at any moment, he would have almost thought it was a ridiculous dream.

"Nannan, are you...are you sure?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm sure."

Without any suspicion, Gu Xichen turned around, picked up the phone, and dialed Zhao Guoqiang again.

He repeated all the information Jiang Jinxiu provided, word for word.

Zhao Guoqiang on the other end of the phone remained silent for a full half minute.

One can imagine how much this news shocked him.

"Xichen, are you sure?" Zhao Guoqiang's voice was filled with disbelief.

"Big brother, I'm sure."

Gu Xichen's answer was decisive: "Now is not the time to ask how to find it. Go and check immediately. Haicheng, Jin Zhicheng, a patriotic overseas Chinese, owns Wanghai Villa. All the information should match up."

"Okay! I'll go right away!" Zhao Guoqiang knew the matter was of great importance, so he didn't ask any more questions and immediately hung up the phone.

Inside the room, everyone held their breath, awaiting the final result.

Supported by Gu Xichen, Jiang Jinxiu drank several cups of spiritual spring water before her complexion gradually regained some color.

"Ah Xiu, why don't you go and rest for a bit?"

Mo Caixia looked at her with heartache: "Leave the rest to us."

"Yes, sister, you almost scared us to death." Jiang Jinhua also came over, feeling heartbroken when she saw Jiang Jinxiu's appearance.

Jiang Jinxiu shook her head: "I'm fine. I can't sleep until I see that beast caught with my own eyes."

Time passed, second by second.

Every second felt like an eternity.

About an hour later, the phone rang urgently again.

Gu Xichen answered the call immediately.

"How is it, brother?"

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Guoqiang's voice, tinged with suppressed excitement and anger, came through: "Found it! It all matches!"

"There is indeed a returned overseas Chinese named Jin Zhicheng in Haicheng who settled there seven years ago. As an investor, he has undertaken many projects in Haicheng and is a well-known wealthy businessman and philanthropist in the area. The property under his name is the Wanghai Villa, located halfway up the mountain!"

“Our people just obtained his household registration information from Baga decades ago through special channels. His earliest registered name was… Wang Shi’an!”

"boom!"

It really is him!

He is really still alive!

They're still living such a comfortable and glamorous life!

"Beast! This beast!"

Jiang Junrong could no longer control himself and slammed his fist hard on the table, cracking the solid mahogany table.

"What right does he have! What right does he have to use our Zhao family's money to be a great philanthropist! He's a traitor who sold out his country and murdered his master, what right does he have to live so well!"

Grandma Luo heard the commotion outside from inside the room. She struggled and, with Zhou Wenjing's help, came out.

Her face was still pale, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Catch him...we must catch him..."

She gripped Jiang Junrong's arm tightly and said, word by word, "I want to see him kneel before your father's coffin and kowtow to apologize!"

"Mother, don't worry!"

Jiang Junrong supported his mother, his eyes filled with icy killing intent: "Even if I have to chase him to hell, I will drag him out!"

"What did my brother say? When are you planning to make your move?" Gu Xichen asked into the phone.

"My elder brother said that Wang Shi'an has deep roots in Haicheng and has good relationships with some local officials. If we send people to arrest him directly, we might alert him and let him escape. Moreover, we don't just want to arrest him; we also want to retrieve the treasures he looted from the Zhao family."

Zhao Guoqiang's voice calmed down: "Therefore, we cannot take a direct approach; we must use strategy."

"Outsmart them? How exactly do you mean outsmart them?"

"My brother has already contacted our people in Haicheng and is working on a plan. He wants to... catch them like fish in a barrel."

"My elder brother said that Wang Shi'an is extremely greedy and extremely arrogant. These are his weaknesses. He is currently bidding for an expansion project of Haicheng Port and is determined to win it. My elder brother plans to start with this project."

“He would arrange for a ‘powerful’ investor from Beijing to also bid for the project, making it seem like he was going to compete with Wang Shi’an to the very end. Then, through an intermediary, he would spread the word that this big boss from Beijing had a rare treasure and wanted to find a buyer in Haicheng.”

“That treasure is a brush washer from the Song Dynasty official kiln, which has been lost to our Zhao family for a long time. This brush washer was personally managed by Wang Shi’an back then, so he would definitely recognize it.”

“As long as he gets greedy and wants to get his hands on this treasure, he will take the initiative to meet this ‘big boss’.”

"When the time comes, we'll lay a trap at the meeting place. Once he walks in, he won't be able to escape!"

"A brilliant plan!"

Huang Tao couldn't help but exclaim, "This is what they call the net of heaven being vast, its meshes wide, yet nothing escapes it!"

"What about us? What should we do?" Jiang Junrong asked anxiously.

“My elder brother said he will personally lead the team to Haicheng for this mission. He hopes… we can go with him.” Gu Xichen’s gaze turned to Old Madam Luo and Jiang Junrong.

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