Believe me, my wife, all my private money is really here

Chapter 33 A Hundred Years of Love, Together Forever!
Seeing Lin Fan suddenly standing up from the sofa, with a slight panic on his face, Murong Wan'er also had some mischievous thoughts in her heart.

She walked towards Lin Fan and asked with a smile: "Honey, what's wrong with you, you seem to be in a bad state."

Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat.

It’s over.

My silly sweet wife seems to have been taught badly by the veterans.

"Yes, I'm fine."

Lin Fan said with a smile.

Murong Wan'er took out a tissue, wiped Lin Fan's forehead, and said, "Honey, why are you sweating so much again?"

Lin Fan took the tissue, wiped his forehead, and said, "No, where is the sweat?"

Murong Wan'er stared at Lin Fan with a half-smile: "Husband, are you a little panicked because we will soon find out the private money you hid?"

At this time, the expression on Lin Fan's face changed. He stretched out his hand and scratched Murong Wan'er's little nose, and said, "Do you think it's so easy for you to find the private money I hid?"

Murong Wan'er was taken aback.

Lin Fan continued: "My dear wife, sometimes you think it is over, but in fact it has just begun."

"Mist Grass! What does Lin Fan mean by Dogecoin? Why do I have a bad feeling."

"Could it be that although we have found clues, this is just the beginning of the search for private money?"

"I deeply suspect that Dogecoin is deliberately confusing the public, which proves that he has messed up!"

……

Soon, Murong Wan'er took out the map marking the location of the house.

Di Zhipeng found the mark of true north from the map, starting from the house and extending to the edge of the map.

The live camera is aimed at the map and at the straight line drawn by Di Zhipeng.

Soon, Di Zhipeng analyzed: "Although this straight line intersects with many landmarks, mountains, villages, etc., the area represented by these is too wide. Only a big tree here happens to be here. above a straight line!!”

After finishing speaking, Di Zhipeng stood up, looking determined to win: "I have absolute reasons to believe that this wave of private money is hidden near this big tree!"

For a while, the veterans in the live broadcast room all applauded.

"Detective Di deserves to be a descendant of Di Renjie, it's amazing!"

"Detective Di, God forever!"

"Once Detective Di makes a move, there is nowhere to hide Lin Fan's tricks!"

……

At this time, Murong Wan'er remembered something and said: "I know this tree. This tree is an old willow tree that has lived for 800 years. When people nearby get married, they will tie a red stick on the old willow tree. Silk means eternity, so when Lin Fan and I got married, we also tied a piece of red silk!"

Di Zhipeng nodded and asked, "Then do you remember where the red silk tie was at that time?"

"Remember, Lin Fan and I were tied together at the time. When I tied it, I silently prayed in my heart that we would be together forever, and we could be together again in the next life, so I will never forget the location of that red silk!"

When Murong Wan'er mentioned the emotional part, her eyes were slightly moist.

Seeing this scene, the old iron in the live broadcast room was not calm again.

"My goddess is so wonderful. If I can marry a wife like Wan'er, I would be willing to be a cow or a horse in my next life."

"Lin Fan's dogecoin is just luck, but the hateful thing is that he married my goddess and even hid his private money. Doesn't his conscience hurt?"

"So in this wave, we must beat this Dogecoin to death!"

……

In the comment area, the veterans began to criticize Lin Fan again.

After passing here, Di Zhipeng calculated according to the map that the distance between the big tree and Murong Wan'er and Lin Fan's house was about five kilometers.

The program team is ready to go, heading towards the big tree.

Murong Wan'er also started the car and drove Ye Qingcheng along.

Originally, Lin Fan also wanted to go together, but before he left, he received a call. The Chasing Dream Doll Factory had an important order, and Lin Fan needed to be there in person.

Therefore, Lin Fan couldn't go together to look for private money.

The group of people soon arrived under the big willow tree.

This big willow tree has lived for 800 years and is as thick as four people's arms.

800 years, for the long universe, may be just a flick of a finger.

Even compared to the history of mankind, 800 years is not worth mentioning.

However, for humans, 800 years is the time of dozens of generations!

Even though this big willow tree has not experienced vicissitudes, it has seen the love and hatred of generations.

The big willow tree is covered with red silk, as well as some red hearts, concentric locks and the like.

There are all kinds of words written on it: a hundred years together, forever united...

Standing under the big tree, recalling the scene when she and Lin Fan hung silk, Murong Wan'er was filled with emotion.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the two have been married for three years.

When she got married, she didn't get blessings from many people.

However, she still insisted on her choice.

For three years, she and Lin Fan lived an ordinary and sweet life.

It also made her more convinced that her original choice was not wrong.

"Wan'er, do you remember where the silk was hung when you and Lin Fan got married?"

Di Zhipeng asked.

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted
Obviously, the most likely clue must be on the silk hanging by the two.

Murong Wan'er nodded, and looked at the willow branches hanging down from the willow tree with gentle eyes.

Soon, she found a piece of silk from a pile of silk and concentric locks.

This piece of silk was exactly what Murong Wan'er left on the tree when she married Lin Fan three years ago.

There are a few big characters written on the silk - a good relationship for a hundred years.

These words were written by Lin Fan.

After three years of ups and downs, the silk is already looking a bit worn out.

But because of this, the big characters on the silk have even more meaning.

It's like old wine, it will last forever.

When she saw these words, Murong Wan'er's heart was ups and downs, and her beautiful eyes were slightly moist.

The live camera immediately focused on the silk in Murong Wan'er's hand.

And Di Zhipeng also looked at the words on the silk seriously.

Before Murong Wan'er could recover from her nostalgia for the past, Di Zhipeng pointed to the back of the silk and said, "There is a line of small writing on the back of the silk. This line should be the clue left by Lin Fan."

The live camera was aimed at the back of the silk for the first time.

This line of writing is small, but clearly visible: Big tree at three o'clock, under the fifth trash can.

Murong Wan'er: "..."

She couldn't help but want to complain.

This piece of silk is one of the tokens of love between her and Lin Fan, carrying her fond memories.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan would leave such an unsightly sentence behind.

Di Zhipeng was also a little helpless, swallowed his throat, pointed to a row of trash cans tens of meters away, and said, "It seems that the clue is under the fifth trash can..."

(End of this chapter)