Xiao Weiguo stared intently at Jiao Bai, whose complexion looked somewhat unusual, his eyes filled with doubt and confusion.
When he heard the hidden meaning in Jiao Bai's words, he was stunned. His curiosity was instantly ignited, and he hurriedly asked for more information.
"Jiao Bai, stop keeping me in suspense! What do you mean? Why did you say it was such a coincidence?"
Jiao Bai nimbly turned around and slammed the car door shut with a loud thud.
Then, he calmly sat down in the car seat, leaned forward slightly, and gently placed his hands on the steering wheel.
He first shifted his body from side to side a few times, as if trying to find the most comfortable sitting position, and then slightly adjusted the hem of his clothes. These subtle movements revealed his inner tension and unease at that moment.
After everything was ready, Jiao Bai took a deep breath, as if he had made a great decision, and slowly turned his head toward Xiao Weiguo in a low voice.
His gaze flickered, revealing a hint of mystery, as he spoke cautiously in an almost whispered tone.
"Brother, you might not be aware of the situation here! Of the four people who were killed in the chaos at our company last night, three of them were from Wanglou Village!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Weiguo felt as if his heart had been gripped by an invisible hand, and he trembled violently.
A chill ran up his spine, as if a massive boulder weighing a thousand pounds had fallen from the sky without warning and crashed heavily into his heart.
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, a mixture of speculation, doubt, and shock, causing him to fall into deep thought.
Indeed, as Jiao Bai said, this incident happened by too much of a coincidence.
Is there some unspeakable secret or some kind of conspiracy involved?
The more Xiao Weiguo thought about it, the more serious he felt this matter was. His brows furrowed, and a solemn expression appeared on his face.
It should be noted that the vast majority of the residents in this apartment are cadres who have left their hometowns and come from afar to work here.
Despite the large number of local workers employed in the factory.
However, due to constraints and limitations imposed by factors such as educational level and personal ability, very few locals are actually able to successfully advance to the position of middle-level manager.
And even if a few locals are fortunate enough to be appointed to middle-level positions, they generally choose to return home if their home address is relatively close to their workplace.
What is truly astonishing and even somewhat unbelievable is that in that small and little-known Wanglou Village, three mid-level cadres suddenly emerged!
What's even more bizarre is that all three mid-level managers chose to live in this apartment, which is truly baffling.
What's even more unimaginable is that on that dark and windy night, when all was quiet, none of the three could escape the clutches of misfortune. They all met a tragic end and perished.
This situation is truly terrifying!
When Xiao Weiguo thought about it carefully, he found that the matter was full of all sorts of inexplicable doubts, and its complexity was beyond imagination, making it extremely puzzling.
At this moment, Xiao Weiguo stared at Jiao Bai, and a hint of excitement suddenly flashed across his originally serious face.
"Jiao Bai, it seems we really came to the right place this time."
Based on the information we have so far, this seemingly peaceful and tranquil Wanglou Village must have secrets that we cannot imagine.
"Let's go! Let's go into the village and ask around carefully."
Xiao Weiguo straightened up and gave the order with a serious expression. Jiao Bai, sitting in the driver's seat, nodded and replied, "Okay!"
He then lightly pressed the accelerator and slowly drove the old Santana into the village.
Upon entering the village, Jiao Bai immediately noticed that the roads were in very poor condition.
The road surface was full of potholes, with pits and bumps of all sizes everywhere, as if it had been through countless storms.
He had to carefully control the car's speed to avoid the vehicle becoming too bumpy or getting stuck in a pothole.
Nevertheless, the Santana continued to move forward slowly but steadily.
The wheels occasionally rolled over the gravel and clods of dirt on the road, making a crunching sound.
The surrounding houses also mostly looked old and dilapidated, with the walls covered with traces of time.
However, unlike other places, with the presence of large-scale enterprises like Panlong Textile Factory nearby, cars, once a prominent and high-end mode of transportation, no longer seem as rare and eye-catching as they used to be.
In particular, their slightly dilapidated Santana blended into the rural landscape and did not attract much attention.
Xiao Weiguo knew very well that his fame had spread far and wide, and if he were seen by too many people here, it would probably cause unnecessary trouble.
So he curled up as much as possible and hid in the back seat of the car, hoping not to attract too much attention.
"Jiao Bai, go and find out what's going on."
Let's go straight to their brigade headquarters and have a good talk with their village chief.
Xiao Weiguo whispered his instructions. After all, to obtain accurate information, one must naturally seek it from those with the best connections.
After careful consideration, Xiao Weiguo made a decisive decision to go straight to the village office and invite the village chief out for a detailed discussion.
After receiving the instructions, Jiao Bai responded and started driving while asking passersby for information along the way.
Before long, they successfully found the village office – a row of four mud-brick and tile houses located right in the center of the village.
It was just past ten in the morning, and the sunlight was shining on the land, giving people a warm feeling.
However, the village office was quite busy, with villagers constantly coming and going, seemingly discussing some important matters.
The two exchanged a glance, and Jiao Bai jumped out of the car and slowly walked into the village office's courtyard.
Not long after, he came over with a middle-aged village official who looked to be in his fifties and slightly balding.
"Get in the car, a senior leader in the group has something to discuss with you."
Jiao Bai's face remained expressionless; he simply gestured for the village official to get into the car. He himself stood outside the car and did not follow.
The village official looked at the ice-white car with suspicion, then carefully opened the car door and got in.
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