Lu Bingchuan had a blank expression on his face. "What was the cause of the fire?"
Wen Che flicked the corner of his clothes without any panic.
"You'll have to ask the nanny. I don't live here, so how would I know?"
He raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Bingchuan, "Are you done asking questions? If you are, send me back. My wound still hurts."
Xu Cheng coughed lightly and stepped forward to support him.
"Comrade Wen, you can't go back until the results of our investigation come out."
"Why?"
Wen Che snorted coldly, "My old man sacrificed himself for China. I want to know, who dares to arrest me without any reason?"
Speaking of which, the ancestors of the Wen family and the Lu family knew each other and were comrades-in-arms who shed blood together.
However, the old man of the Wen family left a message before his death, asking his descendants to return to their hometown to develop.
Now, although no one from the Wen family remains in Beijing, no one dares to look down on them.
If Lu Bingchuan detained the person without producing any evidence, the Wen family would definitely make a fuss.
The programmer hesitated, "Commander, this..."
Lu Bingchuan's tone was cold and stern, and he obviously suppressed his anger, "Let him go."
Wen Che took two steps forward with a smile on his face.
"I'm telling you, Mr. Lu, no matter who you're looking for, it has nothing to do with me."
"I'm living a good life, so I don't need to get involved in your affairs, right?"
After saying that, he strode away without caring about other people's expressions.
Lu Bingchuan stood there, not moving for a long time.
His black eyes swept across the ruins inch by inch, and the darkness in his eyes grew wildly.
How could there not be?
Everyone felt that Yanyan was gone, but he could feel it.
Yanyan is somewhere, living a good life.
After a while, the program sighed.
He felt that the leader was a little suspicious.
No matter how trivial the clue is, you must find it at all costs.
Then every time I find out that it was just a false alarm.
It was clearly concluded several years ago that Comrade Jiang had passed away in that car accident.
But the leader just didn't believe it and insisted on immersing himself in his own world.
The program felt that there was absolutely nothing to doubt about Wen Che.
Although he was born into a military family, he started his own business when he grew up.
The furniture factory under his name is developing very well and is well-known throughout the country, and he is basically busy in the factory all the time.
How could someone like this, who had barely been to Beijing a few times, be related to Comrade Jiang?
…
evening.
Jiang Ningyan took her child on a cargo tricycle to another county town.
This place is more backward, and the rooms in the guesthouse are dilapidated.
"Plop", a piece of wall fell onto the bed.
Jiang Jinyan stretched out his little hand with a bit of disgust and threw the thing to the ground.
He didn't like this kind of environment very much, it was dark and damp.
But he wouldn't say it because he knew that this was the best environment his mother could find.
After tidying up briefly, Jiang Ningyan took his little hand and walked to the street.
She didn't quite remember the Lu family's phone number before.
She hadn't taken the medicine these days, and with the help of the system, she basically remembered it.
She found a coin-operated phone booth and dialed the number.
"Who is it?"
A gruff male voice.
Jiang Ningyan was slightly startled. "Hello, are you from the Lu family?"
"No! You dialed the wrong number!"
The person on the other end hung up the phone decisively.
Could it be that she really couldn't remember?
Jiang Ningyan took a deep breath and hit again.
"Hey, Lao Wang, are you missing me again?"
A charming female voice sounded, "My husband just left this afternoon. Will you come over tonight?"
Jiang Ningyan was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I dialed the wrong number."
The woman screamed and cursed, then quickly hung up.
Since there is no such thing as a third time, Jiang Ningyan decided to try again.
After a few beeps, a young woman's voice was heard.
"Hello, who is this?"
Jiang Ningyan was disappointed again, but still asked tentatively, "Excuse me, is this the Lu family?"
Unexpectedly, I got a positive answer.
"Yes, who are you looking for?"
The female voice was very young and sounded gentle and soft.
Jiang Ningyan opened her mouth, her mind going blank.
Several years have passed. Could this woman be Lu Bingchuan's...
She didn't say anything, and the woman on the other end thought the signal was bad.
He said "hello" several times in a row.
Suddenly, Gao Qiaolan's voice came over, "Ningning, Mom has prepared dinner, come quickly."
The woman agreed, then said, "Honey, I don't know who called, but they haven't said anything..."
At this point, a hurried busy tone was heard.
Jiang Ningyan held the receiver in her hand for two seconds before realizing that the other end had hung up.
She was very familiar with Gao Qiaolan's voice.
Lu Bingchuan is the only son of the Lu family.
So, that woman is Lu Bingchuan’s wife?
"Hey, get out of the way now that you're done fighting."
The people waiting in line to make phone calls were unhappy.
Jiang Ningyan came to her senses and quickly pulled the child out of the way.
Another possibility comes to mind.
Maybe the Lu family's parents adopted a godson? Or a goddaughter?
She should have called and asked, but she didn't have the courage.
After considering it for a moment, she queued up and made another call.
This time the attack was against the Chu family.
The call was connected quickly, and the voice was still unfamiliar.
"Who is it?"
"Hello, is Chu Ming here?"
The man was stunned. "Are you looking for the original owner of this house? They sold it to me a long time ago."
Jiang Ningyan quickly asked for contact information.
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