Chapter 393 What is the truth?

Even though thirty years have passed, Mr. Gu still remembers it very clearly.

It was as if it happened yesterday.

He continued: "We entered the valley and really got stuck in a mud pit. Our team members all got off to push the carts, one by one, forward. It seemed that they would be able to get out of the mud pit in more than ten minutes.

But unexpectedly, a group of ragged villagers suddenly rushed down the mountain.

It was useless for us to do anything at the time. People rushed over, including a child about five years old. He ran too fast when he heard that there was food, and he never got up after falling down.

Her mother hugged the child and cried loudly. After seeing this, some people rushed towards us fiercely.

We sacrificed two team members for this. ...

When Mr. Gu said this, tears welled up in his eyes.

His voice became hoarse: "It was at this time that Murong Feng suddenly raised his weapon towards me, and shot me in the shoulder with one bullet and in the leg with another. In fact, he was aiming for my head at that time, but I dodged quickly, and then I immediately fought back, and he fell down..."

Gu Huaian was really shocked this time.

He looked straight at Mr. Gu.

Mr. Gu pointed to his shoulders and legs, and said nonchalantly: "There are still shrapnel in it. It's strange. It always hurt when I was young, but it didn't hurt later.

I didn't tell you, and few people knew about it, because this action cannot be mentioned. Afterwards, it was found that except for a few leaders who were **, the rest were *****. They begged all the way and were preparing to return to their hometown. "

Old Gu's voice was choked with sobs, his eyes were bloodshot, he wiped his face in panic and wiped away his tears.

"... Although the remaining villagers were frightened and dared not rush, there was a sudden loud noise, and a mountain torrent broke out, and muddy water poured in..." When

Old Gu said this, his eyes were filled with pain.

Gu Huaian stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, and patted the back of his grandfather's hand gently.

Old Gu said: "In the end, we only rescued 380,000 taels of gold and seven boxes of antiques, and the rest were missing."

Gu Huaian: "Why are they missing? "

Mr. Gu: "We searched the downstream and nearby areas but found nothing. Seven of the evil leaders who led the trouble died, three were captured, and two ran away.

Murong Feng is a double-dealer. He had long been in collusion with the X countrymen. Haicheng had been taken back, and the warehouse had been discovered long ago. It was impossible for them to transport the goods back.

So, they pretended to be informants and provided information. In fact, they had already colluded with them, waiting to ambush us halfway after we moved all the things out, and then drove our car and pretended to be our people to go to the harbor openly.

Otherwise, they would not be able to transport the things out.

Unexpectedly, a flood came, and the people who ambushed secretly were also washed away to pieces. They themselves didn't know whether they were dead or alive.

I didn't die, and I didn't go to the hospital. I held my breath and wanted to get back the remaining 420,000 taels of gold and five boxes of antiques.

However, after searching for a whole month, within a hundred miles, we could say that we dug deep into the ground but still found no clues.

In the end, we had to return to Beidu, and the case became a secret that could not be easily revealed to others.

Murong Feng died, and your Grandpa Qian was also injured. He took the initiative to tell the leader that we all agreed to go back along the original route, because the village was unfamiliar and unsafe, so we did not choose to take a detour, and the two of us asked for punishment.

Later I heard that Murong Feng failed to complete the task and exposed his identity, so the whole family was silenced..."

"Now I don't know why we have to restart the investigation, but it's good this way. If we can really get to the bottom of it, I will die with my eyes closed."

Gu Huaian frowned: "Grandpa, are you sure Murong Feng shot you? "

Old Gu: "Yes, the black muzzle of the gun was two trucks away from me. I saw it clearly. I was also shocked at the time and reacted a little slower, otherwise he would not have hit me."

Gu Huaian thought for a while and said, "Does the Murong Feng family have no descendants? Since he was planning to collude with the outsiders, why didn't he send his family away? Who is the advocate of this reopened investigation? Is he related to the Murong family? Why did Murong Feng insist on the same thing as Grandpa Qian? Have you investigated the village we passed by?" "

Although Mr. Gu was asked so many questions, he still looked at Gu Huaian with admiration.

Then he answered his questions one by one.

"According to the local special agent, he was the commander of this operation. His first target was me, and the second was Lao Qian. I blocked it and he hit my leg, but there were still local special agents who raised their weapons.

So, your Grandpa Qian's leg was also injured. Every time the weather is cold, it will be extremely painful.

As for why my family was not resettled, Murong Feng might not have expected that I was not dead, and Lao Qian was just injured.

Murong Feng has a descendant named Murong, who will come to Beidu in a few days. She mailed the materials and the letter applying for an investigation. The person in charge of this matter is your Grandpa Chu. "

"Didn't you go to check nearby later? Was it washed into the crevices or mud of the canyon by the flood?"

Old Gu: "I have checked. I go there every year. The local supervisor is your fourth uncle. When he retires, your second cousin will take over."

Old Gu sighed: "Four hundred and twenty thousand taels of gold and five boxes of antiques, and still no trace. At that time, Hancheng was in a semi-political state, with complex forces and thieves everywhere.

In fact, there are indeed doubts. What are the doubts? They say that I wronged Murong Feng, but there is still a bullet in my body that cannot be taken out. I don't know if I can see the sun tomorrow after I go to bed tonight. "

Gu Huaian felt very uncomfortable. He patted his grandfather's hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "My Grandpa Qian... have you never doubted it?"

"There was your Grandpa Qian's nephew in the team. He was the posthumous son and the only son of his eldest brother. He was 20 years old at the time. Because he did not fight back immediately, he was torn apart by those people and hit on the head by a stone... Later he became stupid and knew nothing. He passed away after lying in bed for ten years... Your Grandpa Qian hated me too, but I blocked the bullet for him. Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you hate me or not. "

That said, but the old man's expression still carried unspeakable pain.

"Grandpa, have you ever thought that the village is actually more dangerous than the valley?"

"I thought about it, but the village was washed away by the flood. Even if there were clues, I couldn't find them. After all, it was 1950."

At this point, Mr. Gu paused for a moment and continued, "Huaian, you should know the character of your grandfather. Even if your Grandpa Qian took the responsibility, I still reported to the leader and told the truth. The leader said that as the commander-in-chief, it would be fine to stick to the original route.

The strange village and the sudden appearance of the cowherd boy are all dangerous and uncertain factors. The leader also comforted me that maybe the village is more dangerous, and maybe we will be wiped out."

Mr. Gu smiled bitterly and said, "But no matter what, I still feel sorry for your Grandpa Qian..."