Last Words of Rebirth

The early morning wind poured in through the open window, Qin Sheng stood shivering in the cool wind after the smash, and the sweat all over his body soaked down to his bones.

At the bottom of her feet was a woman who had already passed out. The fragments of the broken glass on her arm had drawn a long bloody gash, and the white plush carpet was covered with messy blood.

The doorbell suddenly remembered, Qin Sheng staggered, stepped on the woman's fingertips to the door, saw from the door monitor, it was his driver and bodyguard standing at the door, he opened the door with a little relief.

After entering the door, he found that the driver was holding a box, Qin Sheng's pupils shrank, "What did you take?"

The driver is actually a professional bodyguard. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a faint smell of blood in the room. He first looked at his boss and found that everything was fine, and then he was relieved, "The nanny from the main house sent it over, saying that it was delivered by your courier. There."

Qin Sheng reflexively took a step back, "Have you seen the content?"

The driver followed him back and took a step forward, and finally looked at the situation in the living room. He glanced at the person lying down on the carpet, and thought that the boss would not be so calm if the dead person was in the room, so he ignored the matter decisively. .

Pushing the box in his hand forward, "It seems to be a document inside. The nanny said that it has not been opened, please take a look."

Qin Sheng took another step back, "I received the threat file this morning. Open it for me."

The bodyguard raised his eyebrows, he knew what was going on behind Qin Sheng's back, otherwise he wouldn't have spent so much money to hire himself, but this was the first time such a thing had happened.

Qin Sheng backed away three meters, watching the security guard put the box on the floor and slowly opened it, nothing happened quietly, it turned out to be a stack of documents.

There is no cover, and the first page is just a photo.

Qin Sheng took a step forward, and at the same time the bodyguard lifted the cover and handed it to him again. It's better not to know anything about the boss.

Qin Sheng snatched the box and went to look through the smashed-up mess in the study. The things were similar to what he saw on the computer in the morning.

At this time, he had already passed the time for emotional outbursts, and calmly browsed through them one by one. Not only did he have evidence of his contact with the ships on the high seas, but also some of the brothers on the ship did it behind his back. matter.

Looking at it, he became angry again. On the contrary, he became less suspicious about whether someone on land discovered his deeds.

In these years, although he was the mastermind behind the scenes, he lived on land for a long time and was out of reach on the high seas. It is reasonable to use the capital he gave to those people secretly to make more money.

But the data here is really beyond his expectation, and the scale of the line is a bit too amazing.

Qin Sheng's current mood is like that of an emperor. According to the habit of the superiors, when the water is clear, there will be no fish.

But if they go to the emperor's private treasury, it will be a bit bad.In the current situation, for example, not only did the salvaged goods go to private warehouses, but they also used the salvaged goods to lend usury, recovering several times the profits.

Tolerable or unbearable!

So the ones that were sent in the morning, did someone collect evidence and want to take over when the guys below were fighting among themselves?Or was it the letter of surrender sent to him by one of them?

Qin Sheng didn't believe that someone in the mainland could grasp so many details about him. As for the group in the high seas, just as Qin Sheng knew how despicable and vicious he was, he also knew that those people were comparable to him. The things I smuggled out from the land have the arms they need. I guess these people have rebelled long ago, right?

In the living room, the bodyguards checked the unconscious woman on the carpet. Two ribs were broken. She may have suffered from visceral contusion or concussion. There were a few scrapes and scratches all over her body, but it was not fatal.

After the inspection, Shi Shiran stood up and sat next to him, took out a smart phone and started playing. The law and order in Huaguo is very good, and the control of underground forces is strict, so it is too easy to be a bodyguard in the territory.

About an hour later, Qin Sheng came out of the study. The bodyguard stood up and pointed at the woman on the ground, "What should I do?"

Qin Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the daily businessman put on a benevolent face, "It's too self-willed, and you insist on making trouble with me in the morning, so find a quiet hospital and send it to raise it, so that people can take care of it."

"Yes." The bodyguard nodded respectfully. Although a blind man could tell that things were not what Qin Sheng said, he didn't intend to ask.

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At around ten o'clock in the morning, Pei Jiamu waited until a certain old man came out of the forest park.

There is a piece of ancient books in this forest park that is circled off to prohibit tourists, but an old guy like Qin Chuan who has money and leisure can't help it.

They are willing to come to do morning exercises in the morning for better air.

Qin Chuan was wearing a white silk exercise uniform, holding a Tai Chi sword in his hand, smiling, and came out of the door together with two other straight-backed old men.

On weekday mornings, there were very few people at the gate of the park, and the bright yellow sports car Pei Jiamu drove was particularly eye-catching.

A few old guys noticed it as soon as they went out, but they were well-informed, that is, after a second look, they each got into their cars and went home.

After the Qin Chuan movement, he used to go to a Hong Kong-style tea house near the financial street to have morning tea, and by the way, meet the nearby predators there to catch some information.

Pei Jiamu had already inquired about this clearly, and followed his car not far or near.

Qin Chuan's driver was not easy either. He would report to the boss in a low voice after driving one kilometer, "Mr. Qin, the car behind is following us."

Qin Chuan closed his eyes and meditated, recalling the bright yellow sports car just now, "Whose kid is it?"

At his age, even men and women will not pounce on him, the law and order in City C has always been good, and the car he is riding in is also very sturdy, so I can't think of any accidents.

The one who drives this kind of car can only be some ignorant little guy. Qin Chuan even wondered if it was the person provoked by the granddaughters at home.

"The car stopped at the gate of the park at 08:30 in the morning. The people inside have not come out. The car has not been modified, and the way out has not been found." The driver reported conscientiously. In fact, he also checked who the car belonged to, but he did not receive any feedback. .

Seeing that Qin Chuan was silent for a long time, the driver still asked, "Do you want to go home or the teahouse?"

Qin Chuan sneered at the corner of his mouth, trying to change his habits at such a young age that he could be frightened by a kid?

The driver has been with him for many years, and he knew it when he heard it, and drove to the teahouse in silence.

When I arrived at the teahouse, it was past ten o'clock in the morning. Qin Chuan had a fixed box, and actually had breakfast. He came here just to read the financial newspapers, to meet some acquaintances, and to leave a way for those who wanted to see him.

Dr. Tea knew his habits, and prepared it every day as soon as he came in, and delivered it directly.

Qin Chuan sat down comfortably, flipped through a few pages of headlines, asked the driver to connect the computer to the headlines, and looked at the headlines of each webpage unskillfully. He was impatiently wondering when that little brat would come, and thought up.

Dr. Cha awkwardly followed the young man wearing sunglasses who opened the door, "I'm sorry Mr. Qin, we didn't stop us, we told him to ask if you are free first."

Qin Chuan was also a little displeased, too ignorant of etiquette, he didn't say the reprimand, but was blocked by the face after the other party took off his sunglasses.

Pei Jiamu's face was not big, half of it was covered by a pair of big sunglasses, he dressed up specially today, and when he took off his eyes, he looked like Pei Jiamu from before.

Qin Chuan's face turned pale. Of course he knew that Pei Jiamu was dead; even though he was old, he also knew that there was plastic surgery in this world. So, what does this person in front of him want to do?

Speaking of it, Qin Youqing, Pei Jiamu's mother, once had the right to inherit the Qin family's property. If she died before her father, her children could inherit by subrogation.Therefore, Pei Jiamu has the right to inherit the Qin family's property.

Part of the equity that Qin Youqing brought out when she got married also belonged to Qin Jiamu.After Qin Jiamu's death, Qin Chuan once sent people to negotiate the redemption.However, Ji Tong, the equity holder, was determined not to let go. Because he and Qin Jiamu shared Haoxing and various debts involved, it was impossible to prove that the equity was illegally owned by Ji Tong. The cost of litigation was too high, and the chance of winning the lawsuit was low. He and Qin Sheng had to give up sadly.

This was the first thing Qin Chuan thought of when he saw Pei Jiamu's face, but then he noticed that Pei Jiamu was too young, so what's his purpose for coming?

Pei Jiamu didn't wait for him to ask to sit down, Shi Shiran sat opposite him, put the folder in his hand on the table, and started with a smile, "Let me introduce myself first."

Qin Chuan was old and refined. Although he was a little puzzled, he was not intimidated by his strange appearance, and sat calmly without saying a word.

Pei Jiamu opened the folder, lined up several documents, and pointed to the driver next to him, "What I'm going to say later probably has a lot to do with your family affairs. This one, it's better to avoid it."

Qin Chuan's eyes sharpened. He is over 70 years old, how dare he stay in a room alone with a young man, "You say what you want."

Pei Jiamu shrugged his shoulders, cleared his throat as if he wanted to, and even poured himself a cup of tea and took a few sips, "Then I'll start."

Qin Chuan's doubts were even deeper. He still remembered his grandson, who was very outstanding, but he was too stupid in his understanding of the world, so he was killed by the Pei family's bastard team. When it comes to other abilities, it's really a pity.

He can still remember how that beautiful child followed his daughter Youqing home and called him grandfather affectionately when he was young. After the death of his daughter, he had less contact with him, but the only few times he met, his upbringing and demeanor were impressive.

It also makes him very proud that this is a child my daughter taught.

The one in front of him is obviously a younger guy, but with such a familiarity in every move, and a timid attitude in front of him, did he deliberately adjust himself to this level with a portrait?

Pei Jiamu has never been in contact with Qin Chuan alone since his mother's death, and he has never received his help when he was in the most difficult time.Even when Qin Youqing was alive, she didn't get any help from her natal family.So he is very unfamiliar with this old guy, and all he knows is from the lessons he just made up in the past two days.

But it doesn't matter, an old man in his 70s, no matter how quick and smart he is, is still different from when he was young and vigorous. What I have to do in front of him is not the game negotiation he is familiar with, and his identity is not an opponent who will immediately alert him. Where will it be difficult.

"My name is Pei Jiamu. I'm Jia during the Chinese New Year. I'm Mu Mu. I'm 20 years old." Pei Jiamu was satisfied to see the pupils of the old man opposite him shrink and dilate, and the driver next to him was breathing in a mess, and continued to throw bombs with a smile, "My mother His name is Qin Yourong, if he was alive, he would be over 45 years old this year. Do you know?"

The second daughter, who has been missing for more than 20 years and has not been heard from, is more lively and powerful than the eldest daughter. She is smart and courageous. She graduated from a famous American school and was once raised by herself as a pillar.The second daughter who had placed high hopes on her son and planned to stay at home to marry her before her son was found...

Qin Chuan felt his brain rumble, and pressed his fingers tremblingly on the table.

The driver was a little puzzled. When he followed Qin Chuan, Qin Yourong had been missing for more than ten years, and Qin Youqing had also passed away, so he didn't know these old things.

Pei Jiamu stopped talking tactfully, and tilted his head slightly, "Mr. Qin, does your heart not feel well?"

The driver took out Qin Chuan's various medicines from his carry-on bag and fed him, "Old Qin, let me call an ambulance."

Qin Chuan poured a cup of tea in a rough dress, and waved him away, "Go out first. Stay at the door."

Pei Jiamu didn't move his brows, and when he heard the door shut with a click, he asked with a smile, "Then shall I continue?"

"Say, where is Rong Rong?" Elder Qin almost roared under his throat.

"Your mother will probably be very sad if you get angry." Pei Jiamu blinked his black and white eyes, and smiled innocently and cruelly. "You haven't answered my question just now. How old should my mother be?"

Qin Chuan's hands covered with age spots were under the table, gripping the tablecloth tightly, and his voice was low and dark, "Where did you come from? Why? Don't you even know your own mother's age?"

If Qin Yourong was alive, he would be 50 years old this year.

Qin Chuan's attention was not here, he looked at Pei Jiamu one after another, even Qin Yourong's child, would he look so similar to Pei Jiamu?Aunt cousins, brothers born to the same father and mother may not be so similar?

He thought of a terrible fact, could it be that scumbag Pei Zhengcheng got involved with his other daughter?

Even the pronunciation of the name is the same? !

"Because no one told me," Pei Jiamu seemed to finally realize his gaze, the smile that had been hanging on his face was torn off at once, his chin was slightly raised, and his eyes were sharp like knives, "My mother is from the city near C City in the southwest. The crazy housewife of a certain family in a small town, in the ten years she was married there, she only woke up for a moment when she was dying, and this quarter of an hour was enough for her to hit the wall and die."

"What did you say?" Qin Chuan clutched his chest. The mad housewife crashed into the wall and died. Although he was old, he was deaf and blind, but at this moment he wasn't sure if he heard it wrong. "Say it again?"

As a strange soul, Pei Jiamu was shocked when he knew what happened to Qin Yourong, let alone Qin Chuan.

But now is the time to fight back, not to be weak, Pei Jiamu held his breath, and told Qin Chuan the facts clearly, "My mother, Pei Yourong, was drugged and made crazy more than 20 years ago. A local mountain man became a wife, lingered for more than ten years, endured domestic violence and gave birth to three children, in..."

Still unable to continue, Pei Jiamu paused and ignored a sentence, "After waking up, hit the wall and commit suicide! This time, did you hear clearly?"

Qin Chuan's face turned purple, and he grabbed the teacup with trembling hands and took a sip of water.The room was full of his heavy breathing, and the old man's unique smell of corruption diffused in the confined space, oppressing people's chests and clogging them.

Pei Jiamu looked at his expression quietly, and didn't intend to give him time to breathe, so he pushed the first document over, "You can learn more about it yourself."

Did Qin Chuan go through strong winds and waves? After panting for a while, his breath gradually calmed down, or the truth was too cruel to believe, and his eyes filled with deep malice again, "Why should I believe you?"

Pei Jiamu snorted coldly in his heart, the viciousness had probably been etched into the bones of the father and son, the emotional reaction just now was the last thing he had left for his daughter, slightly raised his chin, "What evidence do you think you need to believe?" ?”