Chapter 1094: Suicide
“Once we take action, it will be considered a violation of the rules?” The fat man was a little scared.
Jiang Cheng nodded, "It seems so."
...
In the other wing, the atmosphere in the wing was much heavier.
Jia Jinliang's face became more and more obscure, and he couldn't help clenching his right fist on the table, "I didn't expect... the person who died was Zhang Junyu. How could it be him?"
A Biao sat down with Jia Jinliang. On the other side, "Boss, this is an obvious matter. Yu Zhangyan didn't care about it." "He." After a pause, Abiao suddenly lowered his voice: "Those people can survive. I think Yu Zhangyan must have a way to select the real paper man, but he just didn't do that. He deliberately watched Zhang Junyu die. "
A fierce look flashed in Jia Jinliang's eyes. , "This old guy must have seen something, important clues about this mission, but he didn't say that he wanted to get rid of Zhang Junyu, just because he didn't want anyone to hinder him."
"It also blinded our arrangement. Eyes beside him," Abiao reminded in a low voice. , "Yu Zhangyan is a very serious person. He probably discovered what happened between us and Zhang Junyu."
Hearing the implication of A Biao's words, Jia Jinliang looked wary, "You mean...he Yu Chengmu still wants to fight with us?”
"Not yet, but..." Abiao lowered his voice, "I have to guard against it. You know very well who the boss is in Zhangyan. You recruited him to join the team before, but his boss didn't agree. What happened? ?”
Abiao took a deep breath, “That person disappeared. No one alive or dead, even though there were no people on the road. It is said that he was smuggled abroad because his past affairs were discovered by officials, but I don’t believe it.”
“According to Yu Zhangyan’s character, this person knows his details, and he definitely doesn’t. He would give it up, but Yu Zhangyan handled the matter very calmly, as if he was not worried at all about this person being extradited, and then brought him back. All those things about him were revealed. "
"So, the most reasonable explanation is that he removed the last pot and the body was thrown into an unknown tomb. "Even if it is A." People like Biao are quite uneasy when mentioning Yu Chengmu's ruthlessness, "I once asked Zhang Junyu about this matter behind his back, and Zhang Junyu said he didn't know. , but he also said that Yu Zhangyan can indeed do such a thing, and he will definitely do it flawlessly."
After Jia Jinliang was injured, his head felt dizzy from time to time, and he had a severe headache after thinking about the problem for a long time. He stretched out two fingers and rubbed his temples vigorously, "So...what do you mean?"
"Just wait and see what happens. We have to keep a close eye on the situation. Even if we find key clues later, I suggest hiding some of them just in case." Abiao's thinking was clear.
"Okay, I'll do as you say!" Chengmu's sinister face appeared in Jia Jinliang's mind, and he said fiercely: "When Yu Chengmu goes out this time, he can't stay. He knows too many things about us, and... he's too insidious. If he doesn't protect everything, he will betray us one day. If something happens to his master, I doubt he has anything to do with it. He is related."
Seeing Jia Jinliang's painful expression, Abiao stood up and asked: "Boss, you can rest assured that I am here, it's just your injury..."
"It's okay." He sighed, turned his head, and stared at the door. His brows wrinkled slightly. No one knew what he was thinking.
……
It was completely dawn, and when Fatty Jiangcheng walked out, he found that the remaining people were already waiting for them.
Chen Hao said a few words to Yu Chengmu from time to time. The latter looked sad and echoed in a low voice, without even thinking that he was talking about Zhang Junyu.
Compared to these two people, Jiang Cheng was more curious about A Biao and Jia Jinliang's attitude, but these two people were indeed veterans, and nothing could be seen from their faces.
"Mr. Yu." Jiang Cheng started his daily performance, walked over and grabbed Yu Chengmu's hand, patted the back of the latter's hand gently, and said in a sad tone: "My condolences."
" Little friend Lao Jiang is worried. "Yu Cheng." Mu's acting skills were not inferior to Jiang Cheng's, and his voice was a little choked. "It's all my fault. Who knew that such a situation would happen in the mission? I thought the paper man outside... ugh!" Yu Chengmu said with a heavy mouth. Sighing, the conversation ended.
Lei Mingyu is a person who doesn't take things too seriously when it comes to making fun, and he has never tolerated this kind of guy who does one thing before and another after another, "Mr. Yu, please forgive me, I think Zhang Junyu will understand you. No matter how hard it is, his spirit in heaven will definitely protect you from leaving here."
Yu Chengmu sighed slightly, then slowly shook his head, "I am so old, can I leave. What can I do? I just pity my two disciples Zhang Jun, Yu and Zhou Qing. They are so young, and they still have a great life waiting for them. If...if possible, I would use my life to exchange for the two of them to live. What would it be like? Okay."
Even people like Jiang Cheng can't help but be impressed by the shame of this old guy Yu Chengmu. If Zhang Junyu heard this, he would probably be angry.
Chen Hao smiled slightly and comforted softly: "It would be great if Mr. Yu has such a heart."
Not far from the Wu family mansion, they bumped into the man they had seen before. Two villagers, needless to think, this was arranged by the village chief.
One of the villagers was squatting on the ground, smoking an old pipe. When he saw them coming from a distance, he quickly stood up, extinguished his pipe and trotted over, "Masters, you have worked hard. The village chief arranged for us to come and take the masters to dinner." "
Du Moyu stepped forward and patted the villager on the shoulder, and said tentatively: "Don't bother me next time." Turning around, Du Moyu pointed to the door of the Wu family mansion, "Look. To no , we will live in the house, and you can just bring the food in tomorrow morning."
Hearing this, the villagers' expressions suddenly changed, and they couldn't even hold the cigarette in their hands, and the smiling faces were worse than crying. It was ugly, "Masters, you are joking, I... I'd better take the masters to dinner, please, please come with me."
After saying that, he didn't care about Jiang Cheng's reaction, and trotted to lead the way.
Everyone exchanged glances. It seemed that the Wu family mansion was a forbidden area for the villagers. Except for them and the watchman who didn’t know whether he was a human or a ghost, it seemed that no other living person had ever entered. The front door of the house.
Following the panicked villagers, they came to a remote courtyard. There was a table in the courtyard with several dishes of not-so-exquisite side dishes.
There is a bamboo basket in the middle. Open the white cloth covering it, and there are white steamed buns inside.
There is also a black pot. When the lid is opened, a strong aroma comes out. It is actually stewed chicken. The soup is thick and white, and it looks very delicious.
Since arriving in this village, they have not eaten meat. The fat man swallowed several big mouthfuls of saliva, staring at the chicken.
“Let me taste it for the brothers first.” Lei Mingyu picked up the chopsticks and stretched them out, apparently trying to pull off a chicken thigh.
Unexpectedly, the next second, another pair of chopsticks hit him hard on the back of his hand. Lei Mingyu shuddered and let go of the chopsticks. He covered the back of his hand and stared at Yu Chengmu with burning eyes. He was the one who hit him, "What the hell are you doing?" ?”
Yu Chengmu wrapped the chopsticks in cloth and inserted the chopsticks into the chicken very carefully. In the soup, he rummaged back and forth, his face becoming more and more gloomy. Finally he threw away his chopsticks and whispered: "It has no head, it's a chicken with its head cut off."
"It seems...this is prepared for us. It's our last meal." Yu Chengmu straightened up, tilted his head, and stared at the two villagers who brought them here with sharp eyes. (End of this chapter)