The next morning, Feng Jingfan arrived at the hotel early and accompanied Guo Xiaohai to have breakfast. After sitting for a while, Wanyan Hongye rushed over alone.

Qian Xianghui did not show up. I don’t know how these two guys were happy last night. When was the joyful time, she didn’t come. Wanyan Hongye was also exhausted, his eyes were red, and he was in a mess.

Since ancient times, there are few playboys, and the greed of gentlemen, and they have been killed for three generations. These ancient wisdom mottos in China say so accurately. Why is the son of the heroic ruler of the generation Wanyan Zhengkun so unbearable? Guo Xiaohai didn't know that it was because Wanyan Zhengkun had been too strict before, but now there is no control. Wanyan Hongye suddenly became like a wild horse that broke free from reins, and was soon dragged down by his friends and lost control.

But at this moment, his appetite was good. He hurriedly drank two bowls of porridge and ate two plates of mixed things, and then he felt relieved.

Feng Jingfan was in charge of all the miscellaneous items and had to go to the company to handle official business early, so he said goodbye and left. Hilgai drove Cadillac and carried Wanyan Hongye and Guo Xiaohai to the villa in the Mid-mountain.

The lives of the rich are very comfortable. At this time, when office workers are rushing to squeeze into the subway with breakfast, the rich people in the villa area in the mountains seem to have not yet gotten up, and there is silence everywhere, with only the chirping of birds. Sometimes, one or two noble ladies running in the morning, wearing tight sports shorts and sports vests, wearing straps, holding puppy, and running in the morning in the sun.

Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but take a look. Women in the rich areas generally look good. Guo Xiaohaihai showed a regular pattern. Generally speaking, those women who live a good life are women with large breasts. I don't know if successful men like this, or if such women are born with blessings.

Cadillac turned on a narrow uphill road, asphalt road, and the car drove on it softly, giving it a comfortable feeling. The surrounding green trees and red flowers are hidden, and small villas stand in it, which is pleasing to the eye.

Wanyan Hongye in the car was unwilling to appreciate these things. He seemed a little anxious. At this time, the phone came again. He answered the phone and said impatiently: "What's wrong? What's wrong? What's going on!"

A woman's voice came from the phone. It should be a young woman. She was very young and seemed to be complaining in a coquettish way. Wanyan Hongye was so annoyed, but she was obviously unwilling to hang up the phone. Finally, she said embarrassedly: "Boss Guo, look... I'm really embarrassed, women are really troublesome..."

It was really far from Feng Jingfan. Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but shook his head in his heart, feeling that there was no need to care or get angry with such a person, and it was not in the same pattern. So he smiled and said, "I understand, it's a woman."

"Yeah, that's right, woman, it's really troublesome," Wanyan Hongye said: "Villa No. 9 is right in front. After a few minutes, my father is already waiting. I'll go first, this..."

Cadillac had stopped. Guo Xiaohai smiled and didn't say anything. Wanyan Hongye continued, "I won't be anxious to walk slowly for a few minutes. Maybe there will be an unexpected encounter," and said, urging at a young woman who ran over next to me in the morning.

The back is good, with a thin waist and round buttocks, long legs and a straight ponytail. Guo Xiaohai didn't even look at it and waved his hand, "Young Master, let's do your business first."

"Oh, okay, I'll invite my brother to drink and find two foreign models, but don't refuse." Wanyan Hongye pulled the car door.

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Guo Xiaohai waved his hand, the guy closed the car door, and Cadillac drove away in a flash.

The weather today was really good, which relieved Guo Xiaohai's anger. Not long ago, a villa appeared in front of him, which was slightly different from the others. The villa was surrounded by a high metal fence. The fence hit a security door, and a small surveillance camera could be seen on the door. The villa is a house built by basalt, with a very grand porch, and there are dozens of stone steps in front of the door, which is solemn.

Unlike the residences of the big guys Guo Xiaohai had seen before, especially the Zhengtai Manor like Mei Shancheng, Wanyan Zhengkun lives in this place, like an ordinary family, without a bodyguard or a wardrobe or something. However, when Guo Xiaohai walked to the door, two inspectors walked from a distance on the boulevard in the distance, with neat clothes and consistent steps, which looked very extraordinary.

In the Fugui Villa area, property security is naturally not ordinary. If you are a stranger, if you wander here, you will inevitably have unnecessary trouble. Guo Xiaohai quickly rang the video doorbell on it. Soon, a female voice asked, "Is it Mr. Guo?"

"Yes, I'm here to visit Boss Wanyan." Guo Xiaohai said. With a "click", the door opened. In the yard was a lawn and a small garden. On the steps of the villa's porch, a middle-aged woman dressed in a clean and neat head-to-face manner was already waiting there.

"Mr. Guo, please come in quickly," the woman said quickly, leading Guo Xiaohai into the magnificent living room, while making tea attentively.

The northern boss, a generation of heroes, is too deserted in this family. Guo Xiaohai glanced at the woman who made tea, and it seemed that she was just a nanny.

"Mr. Guo, the master is in the study. You can do whatever you want. I'll go and cook first." The woman greeted her and stepped back.

When the two big brothers met, they thought it would be a scene of mobilizing people, just like in movies and TV. Even if Guo Xiaohai was a light car, he came as an informal meeting in private. As the host, Wanyan Zhengkun was just that simple, like an ordinary friend visiting him, sitting at home and having a meal. That's it?

Is it the custom in the north or Wanyan Zhengkun's low-key and close style? Guo Xiaohai was not sure for a while. Oh, should he buy two kilograms of fruit and other things when he comes?

A door next to it was slightly closed, just now the study room where the nanny pointed to. He had already arrived. Wanyan Zhengkun was so calm that he couldn't come out yet. Are you just waiting for him to take the initiative to go in?

Guo Xiaohai got up and walked over. The door of the room was solid wood and very thick. The study room was very wide. When entering the door, there were several bookshelfs of chicken-woven wood, full of books. There was a carpet on the ground. Turning in, it was a book room. A Chinese classical desk with chicken-woven wood was dominant, and there was an official hat and chair behind it. The overall decoration was grand and heavy.

But Guo Xiaohai felt a dull aura, a depressing dull aura, which made people feel a little uneasy. He turned the cubicle of the ancient shelf, and this dull aura suddenly came to his face. The scene in front of him shocked Guo Xiaohai there.

Wanyan Zhengkun, the northern hero who had always been remembered, was the dignified Marquis of Guanwai. Now he finally saw the real person. He was tall and burly. His physique was obvious at first glance, and he must be a hero. However, now he was obviously very haggard, with a gray head, deep cheeks, and a sickly weak look.

I'm afraid no one will know why he is like this, let alone he will, because he is already a dead person, with a sapphire blue tie around his neck, kneeling beside a chair, and his hands are still in a wide open position, as if he is struggling and shouting unwillingly.

Who are you striking to? Are you squeezing to his only son?

For a moment, after Guo Xiaohai's heart hit hard, all kinds of thoughts surged up.

Is this a good game? Qian Xianghui, Wanyan Hongye, Feng Jingfan, are they all setting up a game for themselves from beginning to end?

Who killed Wanyan Hongye? What is their ultimate goal?

There were too many doubts. If he didn't find out, he would inevitably fall into it again. Guo Xiaohai hurriedly walked closer and calmly began to check the traces around the room. There were no obvious signs of fighting in the room. In fact, he doubted whether Wanyan Zhengkun, who was in this physical condition, still had the ability to struggle to fight back.

He was suffocated with a tie. According to Guo Xiaohai's medical experience, his death should be a few hours before, or a little longer.

Guo Xiaohai quickly checked the things on the desk again, maybe there was something happening. At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door.

Guo Xiaohai was suddenly shocked. Oh no, there is a nanny in this villa. If she comes in and sees the scene, she will become the biggest suspect.

But where can I go in this study? Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but get anxious. Just as he was right around, the woman had already walked in.

"Master, Master..." Guo Xiaohai was at a loss and suddenly screamed from a woman: "Ah—!"

The woman had already seen the scene in front of her, and she was immediately distracted. She looked at Guo Xiaohai with her eyes and screamed in surprise...
Chapter completed!