Chapter: 1547

It just so happened that he reunited with his long-lost grandfather a while ago, he was still a psychic, so he had a crooked mind and forced him to assassinate Long Live Baihu to clear the way for him.

Therefore, Long Live the White Tiger obviously didn't notice that he was being followed, but his residence was exposed because the enemy came from inside.

The doubts raised by Guan Ya were all explained. Zhang Yuanqing smiled wryly in his heart.

According to Uncle Zhang's mentality, the next step should be "voluntary dedication", but things backfired. I didn't expect that the person who came to support would be me.

Zhang Yuanqing continued to think logically.

No wonder Uncle Zhang had such a frightened expression when he heard Xiaoyuan introduce me last night. Yuanshi Tianzun has a reputation as a righteous partner, and he already knew it from Kou Beiyue.

If Wei Yuanzhou forced his assassination of colleagues to be exposed, I would definitely not forgive him, so he took all the crimes on his shoulders.

If I were a scout, I should have seen the clues last night. Alas, I wanted to solve it privately, so I didn't bring Miss Guan Ya. There is one more thing I didn't want to understand. If this is the case, there is no need to ask Song Hai for help, and "solve" in private. Wouldn't it be perfect for Wei Yuanzhou to take the credit for killing the attacker?

He forced his grandfather to assassinate his colleagues, and if he failed, he killed the grandfather who raised him as a success. Wei Yuanzhou is a lunatic with a respectful and gentle appearance, but a paranoid and gloomy heart.

Why didn't Sister Guan Ya see it? Does he have special props to hide his temperament? Or do you become a gentleman after pretending to be a gentleman for a long time, and it is hard to tell the truth from the fake?


The bastard Zhang Yuanqing let out a foul breath and said:

"Master, I understand!"

He turned around with cold eyes, and walked out of the hall, and Master Wuhen's warning came from behind him:

"This matter has its own cause and effect. The poor monk respects his choice, so you don't need to worry about it."

Is this asking me to mind my own business? Stop meddling? Zhang Yuanqing paused, he stopped at the entrance of the hall and thought for a few seconds, then retorted:

"Master, I am not your disciple, and you don't need to teach me how to do things."

Stride away.

He returned to the lobby, walked straight to the front desk, and looked at Madoka:

"drive!

"Send me to Jinghai Public Security Department."

Jinghai City, Hemen District Public Security Bureau.

In the morgue, Wei Yuanzhou stood alone beside the mortuary bed, silently staring at the old man's remains.

The past years are endless in his heart. He lost his parents since he was a child, and lived with his grandfather as long as he can remember. His grandfather knew nothing but farming, and his life was poor and difficult.

Wei Yuanzhou envied his classmates for pocket money, new clothes and beautiful schoolbags since he was a child, but he wore a piece of clothing for three years, sewed it for another year, and could not get poverty subsidies.

From elementary school to junior high school, I wore shoes that my brother next door didn't want.

A child who lives with his grandfather and cannot even afford new clothes is destined to become an alienated object for the children in the same village. After going to school, it will be even worse.

The classmates in the school would only resort to violence against poor children like him without the support of their parents.

Wei Yuanzhou remembered that in the first year of middle school, there was a parent-teacher meeting in the class. Grandpa, who had just finished farm work, came to school in a hurry, covered in mud.

As a result, he was not even allowed to enter the school gate.

He can remember the eyes of his classmates and teachers for a lifetime. JrNovels.com