This is the most important clue right now.
Feng Jingui thought for a moment and said, "He was five years older than Zhao Mingcheng, so he should be almost seventy this year. He had a long face and a high nose. When he was young, he was quite refined, like a schoolteacher. He had a small black mole behind his left ear, which you could hardly see unless you looked closely. Other than that, I can't remember anything else. It's been decades."
I'm almost eighty years old... I have a black mole behind my left ear...
Jiang Jinxiu kept these clues firmly in mind.
"One last question."
Gu Xichen spoke, his voice carrying a hint of murderous intent: "Do you remember what that little idiot who contacted Wang Shi'an back then was called, and what he looked like?"
Feng Jingui shook his head: "I've never met him. Wang Shi'an contacted him himself. I only heard Wang Shi'an mention him once, saying that the person's name was... Teng Zuo. A very strange name."
Teng Zuo.
Sato.
This name is very silly.
All the clues seem to have run dry here.
Wang Shi'an seems to have vanished into thin air.
For Sato, it was like finding a needle in a haystack.
"Father, what do we do now?" Jiang Jinxiu asked Jiang Junrong.
Jiang Junrong took a deep breath and slowly straightened up.
"Hand him over to the police."
He pointed at Feng Jingui on the ground and said, word by word, "Stealing other people's property, colluding with foreign enemies, and plotting murder... He's got enough to spend the rest of his life in jail."
He paused, then said, "As for Wang Shi'an... even if he runs to the ends of the earth and turns into a pile of bones, I will dig him up! I will make him pay the price for my father's death!"
His voice wasn't loud, but it was firm and resounding.
This was the vow he, as a son, made to his tragically deceased father.
Gu Xichen nodded, walked over, and decisively knocked Feng Jingui unconscious before hoisting him onto his shoulder.
"Let's go home."
"This matter needs careful consideration. My elder brother and the others have a solution."
The elder brother he was referring to was naturally Zhao Guoqiang.
Given the Zhao family's current capabilities, finding someone nationwide is not impossible.
The three left the filthy tenement and returned to their car.
The car started and merged into the city's traffic.
Jiang Jinxiu looked at the receding night view outside the window, but her heart was not at ease at all.
Feng Jingui was caught, but he was just an accomplice.
The real culprit, Wang Shi'an, is still at large.
Is an elderly man, nearly eighty years old, dead or alive?
How do you find someone in a vast sea of people?
She instinctively gripped the jade pendant on her chest.
Perhaps... she could give it a try.
Try using the power of this inherited space to find the traitor who carries the deep-seated hatred of the Zhao family's blood feud.
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