One after another, it seems that the young master of the Liao family is quite interesting.
These diaries must have been written for at least ten years.
After finding two books that were closest to the date of his accident, Zhang Guozhong flipped through them, hoping to find out why Zhao Kuncheng did not hesitate to sacrifice ten years of his life to harm a younger generation.
Opening the diary, three crooked traditional Chinese characters were written on the title page: Liao Siqu.
It seems that this is the name of the young master of the Liao family.
The seventh uncle seems to have some cultural literacy, and his son's name is much more fashionable than his own.
Zhang Guozhong found a comfortable position and wanted to take a good look at what Liao Siqu discovered during these two days of recovery, which led to his death.
If you don’t know, it seems that Zhang Guozhong really overestimated this Liao Siqu.
Eighty percent of the diary records this swinger brother’s history of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, what movie stars did he have on what days, and what?
Oh my God, I lost millions every day in Macau.
Among them, the description of the affair with the female movie star and female host is the most lengthy.
Sometimes the description is even more detailed. , I saw Zhang Guozhong baring his teeth.
He wanted to take a few more glances but was embarrassed, so he could only skim down ten lines at a glance, "Damn it, this little brat is really disrespecting his talent by not writing about Jin Ping Mei."
Zhang Guozhong muttered to himself, thinking that it was a good thing.
This kid died early.
If he had lived up to now according to the virtues in the diary, it would not be Zhao Kuncheng's turn to kill Uncle Qi.
He would not run away if he made this kid angry to death first.
Flipping through the pages, several entries in an unused diary caught Zhang Guozhong's attention: Heavy rain on August 16 Today, I read in the newspaper that it is best to sleep with your head to the south and your feet to the north.
This is conducive to keeping in line with the earth's magnetic field.
When I came home, I found that the layout of the room was such that the sun would shine on the bed, so I asked Tiaka to find some Someone helped me change the room.
Then I tried it and it was really different.
Even the feeling of making love changed.
Then there are those pornographic descriptions.
Cloudy on August 22 I had a strange dream last night.
It's strange.
I had that kind of dream just after I moved into this terrible room.
It seems I need to find a gentleman to check it out.
August 29 sunny I had that strange dream again last night.
My husband said that there was nothing wrong in this house.
Maybe he was not used to it because he moved to a new house.
But it always felt weird.
Cloudy September 5th I told Mouse about my strange dream, and he said that I was crazy about women, even the Bodhisattva would not let him go.
I said it was a sin, but it was not what I imagined.
I was often frightened and woke up.
Dad believed in Buddhism.
This matter must be dealt with He knew he had to be frightened September 8 sunny I had that dream again.
I'm about to die.
It seems there's something weird about this room.
I have to change rooms.
Cloudy September 15th It's terrible, it's terrible.
It came again before I could change rooms, and it got worse.
I made an appointment with Mr.
Ding today and I must go find him.
It's terrible to go in the afternoon.
There is a blank space after that.
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It seems that this is the last diary entry of Liao Siqu during his lifetime.
Zhang Guozhong is puzzled.
Could it be that dreaming about having sex with a Bodhisattva is absolutely impossible?
There is no reason.
Logically speaking, dreaming about a Buddha is a good sign.
Why is Liao Siqu so scared?
"Please ask Uncle Qi for me," Zhang Guozhong said to the maid next to him, but the maid looked at Zhang Guozhong strangely, as if she didn't understand, "Forget it, I'll go by myself."
Zhang Guozhong was still a little concerned about his English level. self-aware Regardless of the maid's obstruction, Zhang Guozhong limped to Uncle Qi's room.
At this time, Uncle Qi was playing chess with Old Liu Tou.
"Mr.
Zhang, what are you doing?"
Uncle Qi quickly stood up and gave up his seat to Zhang Guozhong.
"Uncle Qi, do you know a friend of your master's named Mouse?"
Zhang Guozhong sat down.
From the diary, it seems that only the Mouse knew what Liao Siqu had dreamed about.
"Alas," Uncle Qi sighed, "Siqu is not living up to expectations.
I don't recognize any of his gangster friends, and I don't want to recognize any of them."
Uncle Qi poked the floor with his crutch, "If he had survived until now, he might have pissed me off long ago.
"This made Zhang Guozhong dumbfounded.
Uncle Qi thought of going together with him.
"How come he knows important clues?"
Uncle Qi asked.
"Have you ever read the diary of your noble master during his lifetime?"
Zhang Guozhong said.
"I've seen all those things."
Uncle Qi was a little excited.
"At that time, I thought, my family was unlucky, how could I give birth to a thief, but I didn't expect that later," Uncle Qi sighed, "I didn't even keep the thief."
"Uncle Qi, don't be excited.
I found something strange in Master Ling's diary.
Also, Master Ling once wrote in his last diary that he made an appointment with Mr.
Ding.
I wonder if you know him?"
Zhang Guozhong took out the diary. , but Uncle Qi didn’t even look at it.
"He is a well-known gentleman in Hong Kong.
The police investigated him, but Siqu had an accident on the way to his house.
Until Liao Siqu died, he never went to his place."
Uncle Qi was helpless, "That man is just a Feng Shui practitioner."
Sir, why do you doubt Mr.
Zhang?"
"It's not suspicion, I just have some questions to ask" Zhang Guozhong said thoughtfully, "Uncle Qi, I wonder if you can find this mouse and Mr.
Ding" "No problem, I'll ask someone to take care of A Guang now."
Uncle Qi is a resolute person who can do whatever he wants.
This is also the benefit of having money.
One day passed.
The two pieces of news brought back by Ah Guang greatly disappointed Zhang Guozhong.
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The first piece of news: I learned through contacts with the police that there are only people in Hong Kong nicknamed "Mouse" who have criminal records, and they are between the ages of thirty-five and forty-five.
There are more than 500 of them.
If you ask them one by one, I'm afraid I'm afraid that in the 21st century, there are thousands more people who have no criminal records.
If a large-scale search is carried out across Hong Kong, the signature of the Chief Inspector will be required; News 2: It is that Mr.
Ding who just recently Died, cause of death was heart failure.
"Not long ago" Zhang Guozhong frowned and slammed the table with his fist, "That's right."
"What's wrong?"
Old Liu was confused after hearing this.
"That person named Ding must be Zhao Kuncheng."
Zhang Guozhong began to elaborate on the suspicions he had had at the beginning.
"It was he who revealed the content of Mr.
Liao's dream and the news about his trip to Zhao Kuncheng.
When Zhao Kuncheng realized that the ghost gate array had been broken, , I was afraid that Ding would leak the news or reveal some secrets, so I killed him first and silenced him."
"It makes sense."
Uncle Qi nodded secretly, "Aguang, tell Inspector Chen that even if the investigation reaches the 21st century, we must find this rat.
Otherwise, even if I, Liao Qi, have never known him, we cannot let Zhao Kuncheng take the lead anymore."
"Wait a minute."
Zhang Guozhong grabbed A Guang, who was about to turn around and go out.
"Such a large-scale search may alert the snake.
Uncle Qi, don't forget.
Zhao Kuncheng may also have an informant in the police station.
Just in case Zhao Kuncheng doesn't know about this rat."
"Things, don't we have three hundred taels of silver here?"
At this time, a dirty image emerged.
In Zhang Guozhong's mind - Wang Zihao, in terms of age, Wang Zihao should be about the same age as Liao Siqu.
In terms of image, this Wang Zihao should also have something in common with these cats and dogs, and Wang Zihao always boasts that he has a wide range of friends.
If this matter does not go through the police, the confidentiality will be much stronger.
Less than half an hour after the phone call, Wang Zihao came over in a hurry and said, "Uncle Qi, oh, Mr.
Zhang, what's wrong with you?"
"Zihao, I have a favor to ask of you.
You must do it with all your strength."
Uncle Qi smoked his pipe with great style.
"Uncle Qi's line is my line, just say it."
In front of Uncle Qi, Wang Zihao's image is no different from that of a traitor.
"Do you know a man named Mouse?"
Uncle Qi asked.
"Oh, there are quite a lot of people with this name.
I think several people in my family have this name."
"Well, go and invite them all, I want to see them," Uncle Qi said with a smile.
"This" Wang Zihao immediately looked innocent, "Uncle Qi, some of these coins have not been contacted for many years.
I have long forgotten their names.
It is very laborious to find them.
And Ah, some of them are in Malaysia, some in Australia, and some in Africa.
Do they want me to fly around the world?"
"Okay, that business in the Philippines."
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Uncle Qi held the pipe and was about to speak.
When Wang Zihao heard the three words "Philippines", he immediately felt as if he had seen a ghost.
"Okay, no problem.
I'll go and wait for my good news.
Really?"
Do you want everyone to come?"
Wang Zihaoxin said that he was really unlucky.
He wanted to find Zhang Guozhong to fawn over his seventh uncle, but he didn't expect that he would dig a big hole for himself.
"It's best to ask first, who knows Master Liao?"
Zhang Guozhong added.
Two days later, there was still no news from Wang Zihao.
Zhang Guozhong had basically recovered.
In the past two days at Uncle Qi's house, he had fully experienced the life of a rich man.
He opened his mouth for food and stretched out his hands for clothes.
Is this what my uncle always eats?
It’s a sick meal specially prepared for him.
Anyway, it’s the same delicacies from the mountains and seas that change from meal to meal.
Eat ginseng soup twice a day.
The quality of this ginseng is many times better than the "cang ginseng" that Ma Zhenren picked from Panshan.
The standard Changbai Mountain wild ginseng costs several thousand yuan.
Just make one bowl of soup.
It turns out that Ma Zhenren picked it.
"Cang ginseng", it is said that it needs to be boiled in a large pot for two or three times until the ginseng flavor is gone.
Zhang Guozhong was so red-faced all day long that he looked like an opera singer.
On this day, Zhang Guozhong packed up his things and came to the Liao family's ancestral home with Old Liu Tou and A Guang.
He saw more than a dozen private guards armed with live ammunition patrolling around the ancestral home.
Without the note signed by his seventh uncle, he would not be a human being, let alone a fly.
Don't even think about flying in.
Moreover, judging by their skin color, they are all Southeast Asians.
They speak in a gibberish manner, and it’s almost impossible to understand them if they want to get involved.
They don’t recognize people.
Entering the room where Liao Siqu lived, he saw that the broken bulletproof glass had been replaced with new ones in the past two days.
Old Liu Tou used a compass carpet to test it again and made sure that there were no remaining evil ways.
Only then did a few people start to carefully examine the room.
Room.
"Brother, Master Liao said that he started having nightmares after moving into this room.
Do you think the problem could be near the bed?"
Zhang Guozhong lay down under the bed and looked carefully.
There was nothing.
"Here, help me put this Lift the bed."
After that, Zhang Guozhong moved the bed board first, but after struggling, it didn't move at all.
"Rich man" Zhang Guozhong was very angry.
How could these rich people make a broken bed so heavy?
At this time, Lao Liutou and A Guang also came over.
The three people's veins were exposed and their shouts were loud.
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But the broken bed was as if it was filled with lead and it was motionless.
"Wait a minute, I'm going to find someone to help."
A Guang went out.
Asking the guards for help, after a cigarette, Aguang came back sweating profusely and cursing, "These country bumpkins don't understand what I'm talking about, so I won't even let them in.
I'll go back to find help first."
"You guys, wait for me."
After that, Aguang turned around and went back to find someone for help.
About half an hour later, Ah Guang ran into the house with sweat profusely, "Mr.
Zhang, Mr.
Wang called from Malay and asked you to come over immediately."
Zhang Guozhong and old Liu looked at each other, "What a great prince, business."
When threatened, his efficiency is even higher than that of Qin Ge: