This afternoon, An Luo had been working overtime at the company and arrived home very late. Perhaps the reason why he delayed going home was just to avoid An Ze. Rationally speaking, An Ze's cut-off approach is indeed good for both of them, but An Luo's heart is still a little sad. During the time when he was just reborn, An Ze had been caring for him, taking care of him, and getting along for more than a month. Let him gradually let go of his guard against An Ze, and even regard An Ze as the only trustworthy person in this strange world.
It's a pity that all the warmth that An Ze gave should not belong to him. Now that An Ze knows the truth, it is natural to want to take everything back, but for some reason, An Luo feels like he was betrayed by his friends and abandoned by his relatives. Same pain. Perhaps emotionally, he has never been able to be as decisive and straightforward as An Ze. In his heart, he has long regarded An Ze as the best younger brother, perhaps, not only his younger brother...
More than just a brother? What else could it be
An Luo frowned and quickly dismissed the strange thoughts that popped up in his mind.
Except for An Yang, no one has ever had such a great influence on him. His mood fluctuated because of that person's few words, and he was hardly controlled by reason. An Luo hated this feeling of losing control.
When he got home, An Guangyao was sitting in the living room watching TV. When he saw An Luo come in, he turned around and asked with concern, "Has Xiao Luo had dinner? Why did you come back so late?"
An Luo explained: "There is something to deal with in the company, so I came back late, I have already eaten outside."
Looking around, he found that Anze's door was open, there seemed to be no one inside, it was very quiet. An Luo couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, where is An Ze?"
An Guangyao smiled and said: "He came back this afternoon to move, and he has already moved. This kid said that his home is too far from the company and it is inconvenient to commute to get off work every day. He bought a house in the community opposite the company and moved directly. Live in the past."
An Luo was silent for a moment and asked in a low voice, "When did he... buy the house?"
An Guangyao said: "I bought it last week. By the way, Xiao Luo, I forgot to tell you that if you find it inconvenient to go to work, you might as well move to live near the company like An Ze. An Ze's house is quite big. Yes, there are three bedrooms and two living rooms."
An Luo hurriedly shook his head and said, "No need, grandpa."
I didn't expect that An Ze had already prepared a way out, let alone bought a house as early as last week and planned to move out... In fact, An Ze, you don't need to rush to move out just to avoid me, this is your home. It's me who should go.
An Luo sighed in the bottom of his heart, didn't speak any more, turned around and went to his bedroom.
Sitting on the bed and opening the white tablet, I checked the procedures for applying for visas and passports on the Internet. Even if I wanted to leave, I could only go through these related procedures with An Luo's ID card. Otherwise, I would live in this world by myself. , will only become a soul without identity.
After much deliberation, I decided to go to Vancouver. After all, I lived there in the last few years of my previous life, and I am familiar with the customs, customs, language and habits there. Even after more than 20 years, I should be able to live alone. Get used to it quickly.
Thinking of this, An Luo made up his mind and found the documents needed to apply for a passport and visa, and planned to go to the immigration office with all the documents another day.
After dealing with all the things, An Luo lay in bed and wanted to rest early, but he couldn't fall asleep. Obviously, the bad sleeping habits in his previous life affected him again.
The strange thing is that when I lived with An Ze some time ago, An Luo slept well every day. Even if he was awakened by a nightmare in the middle of the night, An Ze would hug him gently and comfort him softly in his ear, "Brother, it's okay. , I'm here..." "Brother, don't worry, don't think about it..." An Ze's voice sounded so warm and gentle, and then he would fall asleep beside An Ze again. When he woke up in the morning, he saw What I saw was An Ze's face. It was a… reassuring feeling.
-Why do you think of Anze again? !
An Luo frowned impatiently, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
Wearing pajamas, he went to the living room and poured a glass of water. Just as he turned around, he saw the back of An Yudong who got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. An Luo suddenly came up with a plan, walked over quickly, pretended to be slippery, and poured a glass of water on An Yudong.
An Yudong's back was hit hard, startled, and when he turned around, he saw An Luo standing there holding a water glass with an embarrassed look on his face. An Yudong asked suspiciously, "Xiao Luo? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
An Luo hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Dad. I got up and poured a glass of water when I was thirsty. I just walked with my head down and didn't see you. Well, did the water pour on you?"
An Yudong smiled and said, "Oh, it's okay, I'll change clothes. Take out your cell phone and light it up. It's too dark in the room, so be careful of falling while walking."
"Well, I see... Dad goes to bed early."
An Yudong said, "Well, you should rest early too."
An Yudong continued to go to the bathroom, while An Luo turned around and went back to the room.
After returning to the bedroom, closing the door gently, An Luo leaned against the wall to take a deep breath several times before calming his intense heartbeat.
It was really risky just now. Taking advantage of the moment when the water hit him, he quickly rubbed off the corner of his father's pajamas. Using the soft moonlight outside the window, An Luo saw with his own eyes that An Yudong had a six-pointed star on his back waist. tattoo. The color of the tattoo is very special, it is a kind of light gold similar to the skin color. If you see it during the day, you may ignore it because it is similar to the color of the skin, but at night, the color will emit a faint halo, which is similar to the surrounding. The skin is in stark contrast!
Even for only 01 seconds, An Luo, who has excellent eyesight, can see very clearly. There is indeed a tattoo of a hexagram on An Yudong's lower back!
"The core members of the Illuminati will have a six-pointed star tattooed on their back waist..."
An Yang's words rang in his ears, which made An Luo even more upset.
He has always wanted to find out the truth of the kidnapping of the An family, and he has always suspected that An Yudong has a very close relationship with this kidnapping and even with the death of An Zhi back then, but now he has finally found the exact evidence, but An Luo has found I can't be happy at all.
After all, An Yudong is An Ze's biological father. If you let him know that his brother died because of his most respected father... This truth is simply ridiculous.
In the end how to do? Continue to investigate until the truth is found? Or should we just stop here, stay away from here, and let Anze continue to live peacefully with respect for his father and nostalgia for his brother
Standing at such a fork in the road, An Luo suddenly did not know what choice to make.
***
In the afternoon of the next day, the deputy general office of Huaan Hotel.
Yu Tingting stood at the door holding a stack of documents. Just as she was about to knock on the door, her outstretched hand suddenly stopped, because she saw the young vice president An Luo standing in a daze in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
He looked out the window, not knowing whether he was looking at the distant scenery or the bustling crowd downstairs. There was still no expression on his face, just such a cold profile, but at this time, it seemed that there was a kind of loneliness that could not be concealed.
Yu Tingting was stunned. She thought that this young master of the An family was born in a wealthy family and was the eldest grandson of his grandfather. He was held in the palm of his hand since he was a child. It is automatically understood as the arrogance of the eldest young master...
But at this moment, seeing An Luo standing silently in front of the window in a daze, Yu Tingting suddenly realized that An Luo was not the arrogant young master she imagined. His icy shell is just to hide the fragility in his heart...
The lonely silhouette of An Luo at this time, staring at the window in a daze, is actually quite distressing.
Perhaps sensing something, An Luo suddenly turned around, Yu Tingting hurriedly pushed open the door and came in, pretending to be nonchalant and saying, "Mr. An, I have completed the task you gave me. These are the data I have compiled."
An Luo turned around and went back to the table to sit down, flipped through the materials, and nodded in appreciation, "I didn't expect you to be so efficient. I asked you to submit it on Friday, and you actually did it today."
Yu Tingting smiled and said, "I am familiar with data aggregation, and I used to do this often when I was in college."
"Well, hard work."
"It should be." Yu Tingting paused, then couldn't help asking, "Do you want to drink some coffee, Mr. An? It seems that you are not in a good mood."
An Luo whispered, "Thank you, I don't drink coffee." After a few seconds, he raised his head again and asked suspiciously, "Is there anything else? You can go out now."
"Oh..." Yu Tingting turned and left with a bit of disappointment. In fact, she still wanted to stay for a while to see what was sad about him standing there in a daze, the cold man showing a sad look, that picture is really hard to see...
When the assistant left, An Luo lowered his head, picked up the thick stack of summary documents on the table, and took a closer look.
Unconsciously, an afternoon passed, and An Luo's brows became more and more wrinkled as the information in his hand became less and less.
There are no loopholes in the company's accounting, but the problem is here. This accounting is so perfect that it seems to be made according to the textbooks in the textbook. The performance of Huaan Hotel in recent years looks really good, and it has been profitable and profitable...
However, if Anluo remembers correctly, in July last year, the Xilin Municipal Government invested heavily in holding the first tourism festival. In order to attract tourists from all over the world, the first flower exhibition was also arranged during the golden tourist period of the summer vacation, with opening and closing. Large-scale entertainment programs such as performances.
Such a grand event will obviously attract a large number of Chinese and foreign tourists. Among them, wealthy tourists and celebrities from all over the world will undoubtedly choose five-star hotels with a comfortable environment. There are only four five-star hotels in the local area. Huaan Hotel is located in the city center and has an advantageous geographical location, so there should be a large influx of guests... But strangely, in July last year, the hotel's turnover increased by less than 5%.
On the surface, the profit of the hotel has been good, but in fact, this part written in the accounts is only about half of the real income. Going forward, An Luo discovered the loopholes more carefully. Almost every month, the profit was a little less than he expected. It seems that there is no problem on its own, but month after month, year after year. Years, adding up to a lot, that is a very impressive astronomical figure.
An Guangyao is old and in poor health. He probably never carefully checked the accounts of his son's company...
An Yudong takes a sum of money from the hotel every month, and over time, that part of the money has become his private property that is not recorded in his account. He took so much money from the company, apparently to sell drugs...
An Luo couldn't help frowning deeply, and wanted to inform An Yang of the evidence he had, but considering An Ze's mood, he suddenly hesitated... After all, in An Ze's heart, An Yudong has always been a good person His father, who came into this world himself, has replaced his elder brother, and now he wants to destroy his father's image, which is equivalent to completely destroying his world.
... He still doesn't know.
An Luo sighed in his heart, destroyed the materials with a shredder, and threw them into the trash can.
Let all this be over. Let the police investigate the case that An Yang wants to investigate. He doesn't want to intervene in this matter, and he doesn't want to further ruin An Ze's peaceful life.
***
When he got off work, An Luo took the application materials to the immigration office to go through the formalities, took photos, and filled out the forms. The next thing he had to do was to wait for the visa for half a month, and then leave here forever.
It was getting late, An Luo didn't want to go home, and just walked aimlessly in the city.
Having lived here for more than a month, he is still very unfamiliar with this city and has been to very few places. Unconsciously, I walked to an unfamiliar bridge, stood on the bridge and looked around, I suddenly found that the night view of the city is extremely beautiful, the tall buildings in the distance are brilliantly lit, and the street lights on both sides of the street are connected together like two golden chains.
An Luo stood alone on the street in the middle of the night, feeling the coldness of the night wind, so that his thoughts could slowly settle down.
I don't know how long it took, the phone rang suddenly, An Luo answered the phone, and heard An Yang's voice in his ear: "An Luo, are you convenient now? I have something urgent to talk to you about."
An Luo was silent for a while before saying, "Okay, I'll come to find you?"
"You're not familiar with this place, you should tell me a place and I'll pick you up."
***
Half an hour later, An Yang's car drove to the bridge where An Luo was. Seeing him standing at the head of the bridge blowing the cold wind, An Yang couldn't help but smile slightly, walked up and said, "Standing here in the middle of the night, you won't be. Are you lost?"
"..." An Luo was a little embarrassed when he said that.
It is true that I am lost. The result of walking around is that I can’t tell the direction, and I don’t know where I have gone. There is no bus stop nearby, no subway station, or even a passing taxi. An Luo doesn’t want to go home for the time being. I called back and said I was lost and asked the driver to pick me up, so I stood by the bridge and watched the scenery for a while.
Seeing how cold his whole body was blown by the night wind, An Yang felt that sometimes this man was so stubborn and helpless, he hurriedly opened the car door and said, "Get in the car, be careful you catch a cold."
An Luo sat in the car and was blown by the heater, and his face became better. He lowered his head and fastened his seat belt carefully. Then he looked back at An Yang and asked suspiciously, "What's the urgency for you to find me?"
An Yang didn't start the car, and was silent for a while before saying, "Your suspicion is not wrong."
"what?"
"An Yudong is indeed related to the drug cartel."
An Luo's expression changed slightly, "Have you found evidence?"
An Yang nodded, "During the first tourism festival in July last year, the number of local foreign tourists soared, and all the well-known hotels were full, but only a few rooms on the 50th floor of the Hua'an Hotel had no guests from beginning to end. It is said that Those rooms are reserved for the most distinguished guests."
An Luo was silent for a moment and said, "Isn't it normal that the hotel reserves rooms for VIP customers?"
"It's normal to reserve a room for VIP customers. It's just that a guest who once stayed in a reserved room at Hua'an Hotel died suddenly at home yesterday. The cause of death was cardiac arrest caused by drug overdose. This is not normal."
"… "
"I believe this is not a simple coincidence. We suspect that An Yudong used the hotel as a cover to secretly trade drugs in some of the hotel rooms. The interior of Hua'an Hotel may have been transformed into a stronghold for drug circulation by him."
"… "
An Yang looked back at him and said, "An Luo, I hope you can help us investigate this matter, An Yudong always thought that you lost your memory, and now there is not much defense against you, you can find an opportunity to approach him and see Does he have a tattoo of a hexagram on his body, and then go to the hotel to check the list of top secret VIPs."
"..." An Luo remained silent until An Yang made this request, then frowned slightly and whispered, "I don't want to be involved in this anymore."
An Yang was surprised: "Didn't you always want to find out the truth? Why have you changed your mind now?"
"..." An Luo had no way to answer.
He just couldn't bear, let alone find out such an ugly truth to attack Anze. An Ze just lost his favorite brother, and it was already sad enough. If he knew that his brother was killed by his father, he would definitely be in pain. Thinking of that scene, An Luo felt particularly distressed.
Seeing An Luo's cold face and not answering, An Yang didn't ask any further questions for the time being. He started the engine and planned to drive, but the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
"Hey... What did you say?!" An Yang's shocked tone caught An Luo's attention.
An Luo turned back and asked, "What's going on?"
An Yang hung up the phone, let out a sigh of relief, and said with a complicated expression, "An Yudong has an accident."
"Something happened?"
An Yang nodded and said, "It was a car accident."
"..." An Luo's mind suddenly went blank, he was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses, and said without thinking, "Go to the hospital immediately! Quick!"