Chen Rou walked to the bedroom door and greeted Wu's mother: "Grandma, I've finished talking about work, I should go now. Take good care of yourself."
A mother whose son is not yet married will think about her son's marriage every time she meets a girl.
Unable to see anyone, Wu's mother groped in the air, saying, "Miss, don't be in such a hurry. Have some food before you go. My great-grandfather's cooking is really delicious." Then she looked for her son, saying, "Let this young lady stay. At least let her have some food before she leaves."
Chen Rou patted Wu Yaozu and whispered in his ear, "If you really are a filial son, then go and investigate the matter. I'll be waiting for your good news."
After saying that, she led Song Yuanchao out of the Wu family's house.
From now on, let's wait for Wu Yaozu's good news. Because the human body has a metabolism function, technetium-99m will be metabolized in the human body in about a week. However, if it is attached to wood or cloth, it will remain for a long time.
Chen Rou suspected that Yu Zhengrong had not only given Wu's mother a large dose of technetium-99m, but also that the Buddha statue was problematic, which was why Wu's mother had been ill for so long. Under these circumstances, if Yu Zhengrong gave her a little help, Wu Yaozu would be completely devoted to working for him.
After going downstairs, Song Yuanchao asked, "Miss Chen, should I continue to keep watch?"
“The matter has been laid bare. If Inspector Yu didn’t harm Wu Yaozu’s mother, we can’t handle that guy. But if he did, when Wu Yaozu finds out that Inspector Yu caused his mother’s illness, he will definitely come back to us. In this situation, whether you follow him or not is meaningless. Let’s take a gamble and bet that he will come to us and cooperate with us,” Chen Rou said.
Song Yuanchao nodded, then said with emotion, "If someone can save my mother's life, I will give my life for them."
Chen Rou immediately guessed it; it seemed he was an orphan like her.
As they walked out onto the street and waited for a taxi, Chen Rou asked, "How did your mother die? Was she sick?"
“Yes, I was working outside at the time and couldn’t go back. She went to the county, the province, and Beijing for treatment, but her illness was too serious and she passed away.” Song Yuanchao sighed and said, “I think I understand why Wu Yaozu was so loyal to Yu Zhengrong.”
When Song Yuanchao was on the battlefield, his mother fell ill. The state fully reimbursed her expenses, and she was treated from the county town to the provincial capital, and then to Beijing. Although she eventually passed away, Song Yuanchao remained loyal to the country for the rest of his life.
Wu Yaozu probably had the same mentality; Yu Sir saved his mother's life, so he was loyal to Yu Sir.
What would a person like that do if he found out that his mother fell ill because of Yu Sir's machinations?
They must be so angry they'd want to kill Inspector Yu with their own hands.
Moreover, he would be an excellent witness for the prosecution, helping the Nie family to take Yu Sir to court and have the Organized Crime and Triad Bureau, the Independent Commission Against Corruption, and the Department of Justice investigate him together. If that happens, then Yu Sir, the most powerful police chief in Hong Kong, will be completely brought down.
Song Yuanchao truly admired Chen Rou; no matter how complicated the case, it seemed that she could easily resolve it.
The more he thought about it, the more he admired Miss Chen.
When he returned to the mainland and had to report on his work, he could talk about Miss Chen for three days and three nights!
A taxi arrived in the blink of an eye, and the two got in. Song Yuanchao suddenly said, "By the way, Master Er..."
Fortunately, they were both in the back row, and Chen Rou quickly patted him on the shoulder and said, "Shh!"
He then said, "Master, go to Kowloon, to Chung Yee Tong."
The taxi driver smiled and said, "Sir and Madam, you've placed bets too, haven't you? Guess who I bet on?"
A 'boss killer' has emerged out of nowhere, and Kowloon bosses are falling one after another.
Hong Kong people, who are naturally fond of buying stocks, are enthusiastically placing bets, wondering who the next big shot to fall will be.
Chen Rou smiled and asked the taxi driver, "Sir, who are you taking as collateral?"
The driver simply said, "Mr. Dong."
He added, "My brother runs a restaurant on your lord's turf. The rent is low and the security is good. I don't want anything to happen to him."
Chen Rou said, "Is Master Dong alright? I heard that the security in his jurisdiction is quite good."
The driver sighed, "My uncle sells seafood in Master Dong's territory, and he's doing quite well, but I'd rather my brother have a better life, wouldn't I?"
Chen Rou was laughing, and Song Yuanchao also found it laughable. He said to the driver, "Don't get involved in any messy gambling. Don't worry, as long as they treat the citizens in their jurisdiction well and don't oppress the people, they won't die."
The driver became increasingly suspicious: "Judging from your accent, you're from mainland China, right? You're not a 'big boss killer,' how do you know neither of them will die?"
Song Yuanchao is really not suited to be an undercover agent; he's about to be exposed after just a few words.
Chen Rou quickly tried to smooth things over for him: "My brother just came from the mainland. He's a very kind and simple man. He can't stand seeing people die or hearing about fighting and killing. Okay, driver, we should get off now. Please pull over."
Before we knew it, we had passed through the Cross-Harbour Tunnel and arrived in Kowloon.
After getting out of the car, Chen Rou led Song Yuanchao to a corner and confessed directly: "That child is me!"
He added, "Shh, if you don't want me to die, this matter can only be between the two of us and Boss Nie. No one else can know."
There was a man in his twenties who might be the grandson of Master Er or Master Dong. As long as he or she went to claim kinship with the token, he or she could immediately become a big landowner and own a large piece of land.
But similarly, what would Master Er or Master Dong do if they heard that their mortal enemy had a descendant when their own family line had ended?
Of course, we should kill him/her by any means necessary.
Then, filled with deep hatred for each other, the two old men joined hands and jumped into hell, never to be reincarnated.
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