The air turned cold again! The atmosphere in the hall was stifling! None of the descendants of the Family Song dared to speak! Today, the Old Master … was truly enraged!
"Grandpa! Have mercy!! "Suddenly, another voice came from outside the hall!
The son of the Family Song's pride, Song Kunjin, rushed in and blocked Grandpa Song's way!
"Grandpa, please calm down! Although Uncle Shen made a big mistake, his contributions to the Family Song outweigh his mistakes. The Family Song has been taken care of by Uncle Shen for decades. Without Uncle Shen, the Family Song would have been in chaos. Grandpa, please have mercy! "Song Kunjin advised solemnly!
Today, the Family Song had such a big incident. If something happened to the Head Butler, the Family Song would be in chaos! No matter what, they had to stop it!
Grandpa Song's face was gloomy, but the anger in his eyes remained!
Uncle Shen knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face. He kowtowed hard. "I deserve to die … It's me who deserves to die … Master … Young Master, you don't have to protect me. It's me who has failed the Family Song …"
Grandpa Song held the gun in his hand and didn't say a word. Today, the Family Song had such a big incident. The impact was too great! How could his anger be appeased?!
"The Spear Falcon is a secret killing method of the Family Song! Without a top-secret order, it must not be used! Song Qian, you issued the order without permission, causing the Spear Falcon to fall … Now, the Family Song is in a passive position … If the Spear Falcon's identity is leaked and the country finds out … the Family Song will suffer an unimaginable disaster! Song Qian, you deserve to die! "Grandpa Song was furious. He didn't put down the gun in his hand and pointed it at Uncle Shen!
His grandson, Song Kunjin, rushed to the front of the Old Master and advised him solemnly, "Grandpa, our Song family has already suffered such a calamity today. If anything happens to the family, our Song family will be in chaos, both inside and outside! Uncle Shen must take care of the family! "
Hearing this, Old Master Song slowly lowered the gun in his hand.
"Grandpa, the former uncle is guilty, but he doesn't deserve to die … What we should do now is to find the corpse of Mao Sun as soon as possible, and then destroy the corpse to get rid of the evidence! At the same time, dig out all the clues related to the Spear Falcon. At that time, even if the relevant departments suspect us, they won't have any evidence! "Song Kunjin said solemnly.
Old Master Song's eyes were solemn. Suddenly, he raised his gun. Bang! Fire!
A bullet fiercely flew out, directly piercing through the uncle's left ear, blood splattering everywhere!
"Song Qian, I'll spare your life today! Get lost! "Grandpa Song's voice was cold and furious!
Song Qian didn't struggle at all. He kowtowed a few times to the ground … Then, he covered his ears and stood up with the help of a servant …
The servant carefully supported Song Qian out of the hall … Today, under Song Kunjin's pleading and persuasion, the former uncle finally saved his life …
In the hall, everyone remained silent, not daring to speak.
Song Kunjin glanced at the crowd and said, "You can all leave."
The group of descendants received the order and left the hall …
In the whole hall, only Old Master Song, the head of Family Song Song Song Xianhe, and Song Kunjin were left.
Old Master Song stared at Song Kunjin and said slowly, "Kunjin, what's your plan?"
Song Kunjin's face turned serious, and he said solemnly, "First, send someone to Huhai to find the corpse of Mao Sun and destroy the evidence … Second, wipe out all the clues around Mao Sun … including all the people related to him …!"
Old Master Song stared at him, "You mean, kill him?"
Song Kunjin nodded slowly, "Kill all the relatives related to Mao Sun!"
Old Master Song was silent for a long time, and then nodded heavily, "Okay, I'll leave everything to you!"
"Yes, grandpa!" Song Kunjin solemnly bowed and answered.
Old Master Song glanced at his son Song Xianhe coldly and said angrily, "Look at your good son! I'll give you one day to bring that bastard grandson, Song Pengwei, to me immediately! "
Song Xianhe bowed repeatedly, "Yes, father … I'll bring Pengwei back to the capital immediately …"
Song Kunjin rolled his eyes and suddenly stepped forward to persuade, "Grandpa … Pengwei is currently in Huhai City dealing with the Global Group … If he comes back, I'm afraid the Global Group will be taken advantage of …"
"Such a big thing happened, and he still wants to set up the Global Group?! He doesn't have the ability to do this, bring him back immediately! "Old Master Song was furious when he mentioned Song Pengwei! If it weren't for that bastard grandson, his Family Song wouldn't have been in such a crisis!
Song Kunjin tried his best to dissuade his great-grandfather, but his great-grandfather was determined to transfer Song Pengwei back to the capital! Song Kunjin couldn't persuade him, so he took the opportunity to leave.
Song Kunjin came to the courtyard and sighed softly … The big change last night caused so many people to be implicated in the Family Song today … Pengwei's decision this time was too rash … It led to a big disaster!
Song Kunjin took out his phone slowly and dialed his brother's number …
…
In the Huang Family's house in Huhai
Song Pengwei was lying on the bed, his body covered with a thick layer of bedding … Last night's heart trembling had caused him to be unable to calm down even after an entire night had passed … His mind was already in complete turmoil, and even his body was weak and cold.
Suddenly, his phone rang! Song Pengwei hurriedly picked up the phone and saw that it was his brother calling! He quickly picked up the phone!
"Brother … How's the situation at home?" Song Pengwei asked with a hint of worry … Last night, he knew that he made a big mistake … So, he didn't dare to contact his family until now …
"Eh … Grandpa is very angry," Song Kunjin said helplessly on the phone.
"Dad may call you later and ask you to go back to the capital … Don't come back no matter what … Find an excuse, say that the Global Group's business is very important. In short, don't come back," Song Kunjin said.
"Why … I can't come back?" Song Pengwei asked weakly with a hint of confusion.
"Are you really confused? Grandpa was currently in a fit of anger. Just now, he had almost shot Uncle Qian! If you come back at this time … Grandpa will break your legs! "Song Kunjin explained slowly.
Hearing his brother's words, Song Pengwei's face suddenly turned pale … He could imagine the scene of his grandpa's rage at this moment …
Song Pengwei hesitated for a moment and suddenly said, "Brother … That Erdong Chen … His background … Maybe … Maybe it has something to do with those mysterious numbers … The audio recording of Mao Sun's death revealed some clues …"
Song Kunjin was silent for a long time and then said slowly, "I got it. I will focus on investigating the clues before Mao Sun's death."
"Brother, I need support in Shanghai …" Song Pengwei's voice was a little complicated and deep. He finally opened his mouth and said … For the past few years, he had been relying on his own means and had never borrowed his brother's help … But today … He felt that something was wrong … He could only open his mouth! He begged his brother for support!
"Pengwei, since it has happened, let's face it and solve it. The most important thing now is to find Mao Sun's body. Don't do anything rash. I will send people to Shanghai for two purposes. First, to find Mao Sun's body and second, to protect you, "Song Kunjin said slowly.
Hearing this, Song Pengwei's worried heart finally calmed down a little, "Brother, I understand …"
"Pengwei, remember … That Erdong Chen, for now, cannot be touched!" Song Kunjin reminded him again.
"Yes … I understand …" Song Pengwei said these few words with extreme grievance … The second son of his Family Song, the favored son of heaven of the generation in the capital city, was humiliated by that Chen He in Shanghai today. Moreover, he couldn't even fight back … This made him extremely aggrieved …
…
Hu Hai City, in a luxurious office. Ding Manlin, the president of the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce, sat on the sofa and slowly smoked a cigar … The strong smell of cigar smoke filled the room … He held the thick stack of documents in his hand … His eyes slowly narrowed.
Ding Manlin made a phone call.
"Hello, Director Hou, I have a case with both witnesses and material evidence. Do you want to take it?" Ding Manlin said meaningfully.
At the other end of the phone, Director Hou Liangdong was slightly stunned and asked, "President Ding, what case?"
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