Chapter 876: Chapter 648: I’m Back (6000+) (Part 3)
Familiar with the Rong Family to this extent, it’s likely that Deng Wei is up to something.
The day Deng Wei got into Bai Sidong’s car, Rong Jing sent people to investigate Deng Wei’s identity again. At the same time, he remained vigilant about Lu Ping and her son, asking around to uncover the specifics of what happened that day.
What mistake did Wu Rong make to get caught?
Lu Ping and her son, Su Xiaomeng, Bai Sidong, Lu Ping and her son, and Deng Wei—what roles did they play in the incident?
However, the police have been extremely secretive about the events that day, not a single piece of information could be gleaned from them.
With no cause or effect to the events, the Rong father and son just felt uneasy.
Adding onto that, Deng Wei’s investigation was even more puzzling.
What orphanage? What Deng Wei...
This man who has been the trusted assistant to Rong Si and Rong Jing for so many years seems like he doesn’t exist in this world.
The ID is real, but the person doesn’t match...
Rong Si’s heart has been hurting these days, he increased his heart medication dosage.
Things are slipping out of his control one by one, and among all these things hard to accept, it’s his son’s speculation that feels like a mountain pressing down on him!
Using straw doesn’t seem suitable anymore.
The fourth child of the Yin Family... isn’t dead?!
"I just think that if we continue to speculate based on him not dead, the situation for Yin Shixiu is also not good."
"How so?"
"It’s been over three months since Yin Shixiu’s death now, right? If he’s alright, he would have shown himself long ago; he wouldn’t just watch as the Yin Family faces one massive crisis after another."
Rong Jing certainly believed this,
"If he doesn’t care about the Yin Family, then Su Xiaomeng does, doesn’t she? I’ve thought a lot about the note Su Xiaomeng left behind; if she knew Yin Shixiu’s exact situation, she wouldn’t have gone to the small town near Tianjin Port and wandered around forlorn for so long."
"I could tell, that afternoon, she was lost and very sad."
"So, the note left by Su Xiaomeng might just be out of a woman’s sentimental sadness, or perhaps because she suspected her husband wasn’t dead from certain angles."
"Of these two scenarios, I lean more toward the latter."
"However, these were over a month ago, then I sent Deng Wei to track Su Xiaomeng, hoping to uncover some clues from her."
"The results given by Deng Wei were not really satisfying, thinking back now..."
Rong Jing pauses abruptly at these words, his expression freezes again.
"What’s wrong?"
Rong Si’s entire heart is on edge. He truly fears seeing his son make such faces, as if predicting more bad possibilities.
"Dad, what is the real relation between Deng Wei and Su Xiaomeng?"
"...What?"
"What if Deng Wei is Su Xiaomeng’s person?"
"...Impossible! Not with such an age gap, it’s not possible."
Rong Si frowns tightly.
Rong Jing closes his eyes, his mind running quickly, beginning to hypothesize again.
"Yes, given this age difference, Deng Wei couldn’t have been dispatched by Su Xiaomeng, so...there must be some kind of link between Deng Wei and Su Xiaomeng."
"..."
"Dad, if Yin Shixiu truly survived, how did he escape from that speedboat with a remote-controlled bomb owned by Wu Rong?"
Rong Si sits on the chair on the side.
Is he too old?
He’s only sixty-two this year... no wait, his sixty-third birthday is coming soon...
Is he old, thus his mind stops moving?
His son’s words string one after another, like a detective novel, pulling one clue from another.
And when all these pieces are pieced together, it all points to one door—the truth.
"Deng Wei... had a car accident when the Tianjin Port event happened."
Rong Jing immediately recalls how Deng Wei asked for several days off back then, even when returning to work, it was clear his injuries weren’t minor.
Is it just coincidence?
No, Rong Jing’s intuition tells him, anything related to those with mysteries around them never exists as coincidence.
Deng Wei was injured...
Did Deng Wei... save Yin Shixiu?
Rong Jing feels his head is about to explode; his own guess feels impossible to him.
Expressly, there seems to be no connection between these two people, expressly...
But what about secretly?
"I need to think carefully, I really need to... think carefully..."
Rong Jing murmurs, stepping towards his study.
