"Do you still remember, when I was young, there was a grandfather Ma who used to meet in the family yard!" Uncle Zhang asked Zhang Ketao and me.
I recalled that there seemed to be such a person. The old man was not young at the time. My dad was in his 30s. The old man was in his 50s. If he were alive, he would be at least 80 years old now. NS.
"Remember... Grandpa Ma..." I looked at Uncle Zhang and nodded in response.
"He can be regarded as one of the people who often drink with us, but his identity is quite special, he is our master!" Uncle Zhang explained.
Hearing what he said, my childhood memories have been opened up a lot. Indeed, my dad also mentioned that this grandpa Ma was the master of the few of them when they first entered the factory. In those days, when new workers entered the factory, they had to be led by older workers for a period of time to teach techniques and familiarize themselves with the process. New workers are called masters of these old workers.
Of course, after a period of adaptation period has passed, everyone is assigned to different workshops and departments. This master is only temporary. Of course, there are also "teacher and apprentice" relationships that get along well, and they often have contacts afterwards.
My dad and the others get together for a drink, and sometimes they are called Master. Of course, it is not very often. After all, they are called Master, and they are much older than them. They belong to the category of elders. With Grandpa Ma, they May be a little uncomfortable and speak less casually.
"If there is anyone else, then I can only think of him..." Uncle Zhang recalled again, then said.
"Grandpa Ma, is he still alive?" I asked quickly.
"It's gone! Before we retired, he had already died of cancer..." Uncle Zhang mentioned the matter, still looking a little sad.
When I heard it, I was also a little disappointed. Everyone has passed away. I'm afraid it is not easy to contact his family, let alone know whether he has received such alcohol. Moreover, if Grandpa Ma received it, he would definitely not have received it when he got married!
"Gao Xin, I think you can put aside the wine matter first, the key is Guo Borong's matter!" Suddenly, Zhang Ketao interrupted my thinking and said this sentence!
I looked up at him with some surprise, and I understood what he meant from the look in his eyes! This Zhang Ketao really deserves to be a city hunter! Like I thought, he was also keenly aware that the big boss Guo Borong was probably the man behind the secret investigation and surveillance of me!
"Guo Borong... What's the matter? What did your brothers say?" Uncle Zhang asked curiously, a little puzzled.
"Oh, sir, these are all industry secrets, so don't ask them. I was born in the Department of Security, and I have an occupational disease. I'm asking the bottom line!" Zhang Ketao
I deliberately interrupted, and then I took the two bottles of good wine I bought today, changed a new glass, and poured a glass for Uncle Zhang.
"Dad, let's not talk about those things today. Gaoxin is here. Let's get together. My mother cooks such a large table of dishes!" Zhang Ketao handed the wine glass to Uncle Zhang and said.
"That's right, you guys, just patronize and talk, it's like solving the case!" Aunt Zhang also interjected when she saw this, she touched the dish plate with her hand, "Look, this dish is cold, I'll go again Hot!"
With that said, Aunt Zhang was busy going to hot dishes, and Zhang Ketao immediately poured a glass of wine for me and herself, and then she wanted to get drunk for a while!
I don't have that kind of mood at this time. I can only cooperate with Zhang Ketao mechanically. He raises a glass, and I raise it. He drinks and I drink, but I never stop thinking in my heart.
Coming to Uncle Zhang's house today is not in vain. Missing a gun is a very crucial thing! Moreover, I also learned that the man behind the scenes is probably Guo Borong's father, Guo Borong!
There have been too many things happening recently, all kinds of information are flooding, and all kinds of clues are intertwined. I need to clear my mind!
In fact, Zhang Ketao was right. Although the issue of giving fake wine was very irritating, it did not seem to be that important. I have been struggling with this matter because I always felt that it had something to do with the black hand behind the scenes.
But now, when I learned that Guo Borong was probably behind the scenes, I was a little shaken! If he is really the man behind the scenes, wouldn't he send a bottle of urine to disgusting people? In order to cover up the stains of his own history, he can do anything, but there is no need to disgust people like this!
Could it be said that these two things are really unrelated, I was wrong before
If this is the case, there are now three mysterious people! One is the person who has been monitoring my house and has appeared at the scene of the murder, another is the mysterious person who gave everyone fake wine, and the other is the mysterious person behind the scenes, who has lost his gun to cover up!
The third mysterious person, now I guess it is Guo Borong, the first two mysterious people, there is no clue at present, but it is obvious that the first mysterious person is a dogleg, and his messenger behind the scenes is the third mysterious person.
The two people are closely related, and it seems that the mysterious person who gave the wine does not seem to be related. Now that we have a key object of doubt, we might as well start with Guo Borong and start investigating!
But how can someone like Guo Borong investigate? Zhang Ketao may have a solution, but I have nothing to do with it. I also thought, can Guo Ning know something? But think about it or dispel this idea.
As a result, I have made everything clear, and I don't want to have an emotional relationship with Guo Ning anymore and draw a clear line. now,
Asking me to take the initiative to find her again, I really can't open the mouth.
Secondly, although Guo Ning is Guo Borong's daughter, she may not know what his father has done. Even if she does, can she tell me? Besides, I doubt her father, what kind of attitude would she have
In fact, I know where Guo Borong’s house is. With my usual style, I really want to directly kill Guo Borong and question him face to face. But it’s too reckless to do so! If he is really the man behind the scenes, will he be murdered against me because of this
You know, so far, there is no evidence to prove that he intends to kill me!
I am a person who is sometimes courageous, seems to be brave and fearless, and sometimes courageous, cowardly and hesitant. Now, the messenger behind this scene has gradually become clear, and I seem to be getting closer and closer to the truth, but it makes me a little scared!
I am most worried about the safety issue, especially the safety of my parents and Wang Nan. I am afraid that the black hands behind the scenes will hurt them. Of course, I am also afraid that my life will be broken, and my youth is infinitely good. I have not lived enough yet. Woolen cloth!
But thinking that Wang Kunpeng and the others are still secretly protecting me, and the police are continuing to secretly investigate this case, I feel a little bit more in my heart!
After thinking about it, I have no choice but to ask Zhang Ketao to check it again. But now, in front of Uncle Zhang, it is difficult for me to directly discuss this matter with Zhang Ketao. I can only absently drink wine with them and chat with them.
The meal was finally finished. I didn't have a taste for it. It wasn't that Aunt Zhang's craftsmanship was not good, but my mind was completely out of this.
However, Uncle Zhang seemed to be drinking very happily. He drank more than half a catty of white wine. Aunt Zhang didn't listen to any persuasion, his face flushed, laughed, and was in a high mood.
After eating, I sat a little longer and checked the time. It was too early, so I got up and said goodbye. Zhang Ketao insisted on sending me away. In fact, he has another meaning, that is, fifty thousand yuan, he has to get it quickly, don't look back, I will regret it again, and I won't lend it to him!
"Where, I'll see you off!" Zhang Ketao said when he went downstairs.
"Give me a fart, you're all drinking and driving?" I glanced at him contemptuously, "giving me a fake, is it real to be anxious for money?"
"Oh, I can't hide anything from our big psychologist!" Zhang Ketao smiled, flattering.
"Don't come to this set, and I'll transfer the money back to you! Wait!" I said directly without taking his set.
As we were talking, we had reached the gate of the community. We stood downstairs in a small high-rise building, and briefly said a few things about Guo Borong.
"Be careful!" Suddenly, an exclamation came. (End of this chapter)