Zhu Fanfan didn't know if things were chaotic or not. If it were her, she would have eliminated the deputy director without anyone noticing. If anyone had doubts or raised questions, she would have eliminated him as well. She would have done it discreetly so that others wouldn't be able to find out, leaving them with no choice but to suffer in silence. Even if someone guessed it, without evidence, she would still make them wary.
She wouldn't use such gentle methods, let alone engage in a contest of wits and courage with them, trying to influence these people. Do they even deserve it?
Yuan Datou was thoroughly satisfied with his drink and was extremely pleased with Zhu Fanfan. He hadn't drunk alcohol in a long time, especially Maotai, a fine liquor he had only ever heard of. If she weren't still a child, he would definitely have treated her like a brother; she was so loyal.
Yuan Datou got more and more excited as he thought about it: "Brother! I have a secret to tell you..."
Zhu Fanfan was speechless. She was so drunk that she couldn't even remember how to address people properly. It seemed that she would have to handle it herself from now on.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Datou continued, "Let me tell you, the Jing family is wealthy, quite wealthy. I have personally seen them bury a lot of large yellow croakers in the ground in the cemetery built by the Jing family. They claim it is their own old man's grave, but I know there is no coffin in that grave."
Zhu Fanfan asked curiously, "Where is the grave?"
Unexpectedly, Yuan Datou waved his hand and continued, "Don't interrupt. It's okay to tell you. Everyone knows. But don't go looking for it. That grave is very strange. Anyone who touches the soil will faint, and if you dig it, they will bleed from all seven orifices. Everyone says that the Jing family has accumulated great virtue, and their ancestors guarded the grave themselves, not letting anyone get close. Anyone who gets close will be followed, and their family will suffer great misfortune. Several people have been so frightened that they lost their minds."
Zhu Fanfan was getting anxious. It looked like Yuan Datou was about to fall asleep, and she still didn't know where they were!
Yuan Datou said smugly, "There is a mass grave in the south of the city. The Jing family's grave is there. The tombstone is made of wood. When the grave was built, no one could read, so they just carved a flower and didn't write their names."
Zhu Fanfan felt that she might make a fortune again; Shanghai was indeed a lucky place for her.
Unexpectedly, Yuan Datou said mysteriously, "I also know that your biological father is Xue Fu. Let me tell you, your biological father is a scoundrel."
Zhu Fanfan directly denied it: "My surname is Zhu, and I have absolutely no connection with the Xue family. Whether he is a good person or a bad person has nothing to do with me."
Yuan Datou said regretfully, "Your own father wasn't exactly a peaceful person either. Before Liberation, I saw him rob those rich kids by hitting them with clubs. He always managed to escape. Your father had some skills. If you were still a child of the Xue family, you would have a share in the future, and you would have quite a bit of money!"
Zhu Fanfan was unhappy: "If you don't want Lao Bai Gan, then keep saying he's my biological father."
More money is good, anyway, it all goes into her pocket. Besides, would Xue Fu spend money on his daughter? What a joke.
Yuan Datou immediately changed his tune: "That kid Xue Fu is dishonest. After liberation, when capitalists and landlords were being criticized and denounced, he sneaked into a capitalist's house and stole a lot of gold and silver jewelry before anyone could react. Several of his partners, some as lookouts and some as accomplices, found out exactly where the capitalist's treasure trove was."
He couldn't find out about the Jing family's treasures by chance. These big capitalists all have secret rooms specifically for storing their treasures. Xue Fu was able to find out about them and take advantage of the chaos when the capitalists were in disarray to steal a lot of good stuff.
He dared not keep them at home; he left some with Widow Xin, and the rest he didn't know where he hid.
After a moment's thought, Zhu Fanfan asked, "Who are his accomplices?" Maybe they could send Xue Fu to jail and save themselves some trouble.
Yuan Datou shook his head: "It's no use knowing. Two of his friends went abroad and there's been no news of them all these years. Another one is dead."
I wanted to ask some more questions, but Yuan Datou was so drunk he could barely speak, and his legs trembled when he stood up. He had drunk too much.
Zhu Fanfan asked the waiter to tell the chef that Yuan Datou had drunk too much and to take him home, and to drop off the Lao Baigan (a type of Chinese liquor) along with him. He felt that the two bottles of liquor given away today were worth it.
Anyway, she still has quite a few kinds of wine. Grandpa doesn't usually drink alcohol, only when he gets together with friends. He usually drinks the medicinal wine that Grandma brews. It's good for health and he doesn't get a hangover even if he drinks too much, so it doesn't count as alcohol.
I don't know if Uncle Qi knew that this old man was a know-it-all, or if he just wanted him to take her out for a walk.
She also needed to visit Uncle Fang in the hospital to see if Sister Xu had brought him food; it would be awkward if she forgot. She also wanted to ask the two police officers who interrogated him a few questions.
But when she returned to the ward and saw the person, she realized she had gone to the wrong place. She went back out, came back in, and confirmed that she hadn't made a mistake. It was indeed Xue Fu. This person really is unpredictable; he just appears whenever you mention him. It's like fate has other plans.
This is a four-person ward. Shanghai is only so big, so it's not a big deal if something like this happens. However, Xue Fu was admitted to the hospital earlier than Uncle Fang, so they shouldn't be assigned to the same ward.
Fang Zhiguo noticed Zhu Fanfan's confusion and explained, "Xue Fu's ward was taken, so he was moved to this room."
It was a few people from the Public Security Bureau who wanted to share a room with many others. Xue Fu wanted to give them face, so he agreed to the room change, but he didn't expect to run into them.
Zhu Fanfan looked at Xue Fu, then at her own fist. No way! Xue Fu's concussion hadn't fully recovered. If she beat him up again, he might become mentally impaired, and then she would be sued. Uncle Qi wouldn't be able to protect her then.
Xue Fu was also terrified when he saw Zhu Fanfan. He hadn't fully recovered and was no match for him. If he got beaten up again, it was uncertain when he would be able to get out.
So Zhu Fanfan could only sigh helplessly: "Fighting is not allowed in the hospital."
Xue Fu: ...He wants to be transferred to another ward.
Fang Zhiguo advised, "The doctor said it's a concussion, so it's not suitable to be violently attacked. We can secretly take action."
Zhu Fanfan noticed the food box next to her: "Did Sister Xu bring you food?"
Fang Zhiguo felt embarrassed: "I have money and coupons, I can ask the nurse to buy me food, there's no need to go through all this trouble."
Shaking her head, Zhu Fanfan insisted, "It was I who dragged you out that led to the robbery. You fought with the robbers to protect me, which led to what happened later. It's only right that I take care of you, but I'm still a child, so I'm asking Sister Xu to bring you food."
The main thing is that she only uses her mouth, doesn't use her hands, and doesn't get tired.
Fang Zhiguo was deeply moved. His old leader had carefully guided him and even asked him to protect his granddaughter. He couldn't even protect Fanfan, and now he needed her to take care of him. She was too good to him.
Zhu Fanfan: ...What is Uncle Fang imagining again?
Zhu Fanfan felt relieved after seeing the person: "The police who hit you didn't move to a different location, did they?"
Fang Zhiguo, who knew everything about the room change, said, "No, it wasn't changed. It was other police officers who changed rooms. Several of them were in one room, and they were planning to come over and knock me out with a club while they were all asleep."
They were trying to discuss it, but they were talking so loudly, as if they were afraid he wouldn't hear them. I don't know what they were thinking.
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