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Chapter 78 Letter from the Dead

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    Three hours, whether it was long or short, at the moment the train stopped, Wen Yan got up, put on his backpack and couldn't wait to get off, followed by Chen Mengyao: "Little ancestor, slow down!  I still have one in my pocket!"

    It was almost noon, and the two found a dilapidated town based on the address. The letter was sent from here. The whole town was lifeless, and it was difficult to see a young man full of vitality except for the old man who was staggering on the road.

    The economy here is backward, and young people basically work in surrounding cities, leaving only the elderly behind.

    After asking a few times, they finally came to the house of 'Lao Xu', but in front of them was a dilapidated two-story building that was almost uninhabitable, with the door ajar and weeds growing in front of the door  It seems that no one has lived in it for a long time.

    Wen Yan had a bad feeling in his heart. Judging from the degree of depreciation of the envelope, the letter was not newly written, maybe it was written for a long time before it was sent out?

    At this time, an old lady with gray hair came out from next door, and Chen Mengyao stepped forward and asked, "Grandma, is there anyone named Xu who lives here? It's just this dilapidated two-story building"

    The old lady nuzzled: "I'm gone, I've left a long time ago, no one has lived in this house for three years. I don't know if the surname of this family is Xu, and he doesn't communicate with others. I heard that he can't be cured.  Sickness, most likely died. In the past, a couple lived here with a child, the woman died first, and then the child didn¡¯t know where to go, now there is no one to live here.¡±

    Wen Yan's heart sank: "Grandma, are you sure? Someone sent me a letter from here a while ago"

    The old lady became a little impatient: "I don't know, I don't know, anyway, I haven't seen anyone come in or out of this house for several years."

    This is undoubtedly bad news for Wen Yan. Apart from the letter in his hand, there are no other clues, so it is impossible to find out the truth.

    She was not reconciled, the hope that had finally been kindled could not be shattered like this.

    After hesitating for a moment, she made a decision: "Yaoyao, let's go in and have a look! Maybe we can find some clues."

    Chen Mengyao had never done this kind of thing before, so she felt a little guilty: "Xiaoyanis this considered breaking into a private house? Although the door is not locked, it's not good for us to just go in like this?"

    Wen Yan couldn't care less about it now, and without a word, he pushed the door open and walked in. The musty and damp smell in the room hit her face, causing her to cover her mouth and cough for a while.

    The furniture in the house is old-fashioned, dilapidated and in disrepair, and there are spider webs everywhere. The strange thing is that there is still half a bowl of unfinished noodles on the dining table downstairs, which has long been moldy and rotten.  Everything was still intact, the bedroom wardrobe door upstairs was wide open, and many clothes were still there, covered with a thick layer of dust. It seemed that the owner left in a hurry.

    The two searched, but found nothing of value except for a damp photo, so they could only give up and leave.

    Chen Mengyao dragged Wen Yan to find a fly restaurant in the small town for dinner, and booked a return ticket by the way, but they didn't get the desired result, so the two naturally had no intention of staying and playing.

    Wen Yan took the photo he found and looked at it carefully. In the photo, it can be seen that it is a man, a woman and a child, and it is a boy. This can be seen from the clothes, but the upper body and the face are not clearly visible due to the dampness.  .

    Even if the face on the photo can be restored, the world is so big, looking for a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack, especially when the person is most likely dead

    She didn't want to believe that Lao Xu was dead. How could a dead person send a letter?

    "Xiaoyan, don't think about it, we have to take this matter slowly. Let me analyze it for you. I handed it over to you shortly after I received the letter. Given the distance between here and the imperial capital, it doesn't take long to receive the letter.  Time, that is to say, the sender must be alive at least when sending the letter. As for why the other party sent the letter with an address that is no longer used, it probably doesn¡¯t want you to know where he lives now? Ouch, I don¡¯t know what  The situation, anyway, Lao Xu is definitely not dead, don't be discouraged, he will send the first letter, and there will definitely be a second letter, let's just wait! Since he doesn't want us to come to him to ask for clarification, then he can't  After the beginning, there will be no follow-up, right?" Chen Mengyao forcefully comforted her, and almost got herself involved.

    "Yaoyao, don't worry, I'm fine, I've been waiting for so many years, I can continue to wait I'm really fine" Wen Yan put away the photo, forced a smile, she didn't want Chen Mengyao to be with her  in a hurry.

    Her original plan was to find out what happened back then. If her father had nothing to do with the air crash but was a victim instead, she would have a good talk with Mark Tingchen, let go of the sins she had carried for more than ten years, and replace her father.  After overturning the case, the next step is to confess the pregnancyOf course,She didn't dare to think about it.

    But now the progress is stuck here, so that she has to continue to follow the original track, until the stomach can't hide it, and Mark Tingchen knows that she is pregnant Then she gave birth to a child and left Mu's house with sin  Not what she wanted!

    When Wen Yan returned to Mu's house, the sky had already darkened. The lights in Mu's house were shining brightly, but not bright enough. Mark Tingchen hadn't come back yet

    After running around for a day, she was too tired to move, so she walked in with heavy steps, took a shower and then went back to the room to lie down, completely without appetite for food.

    Liu's mother was worried that she would suffer from stomach problems again, so she brought food to the bed: "Yanyan, eat as much as you want, don't starve again. Master tonight You won't come back after you finish eating, so you can have a good rest."

    Wen Yan got up, took the bowls and chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls, her stomach suddenly churned, she rushed into the bathroom and vomited out all the food she had just eaten, and when she rinsed her mouth in the mirror, she found her face was surprisingly pale

    Mama Liu frowned in worry: "Yanyan, why are you vomiting recently? Don't worry about something serious, the young master doesn't care about you, you have to take care of yourself!"

    Wen Yan dragged his body weakly and walked to the bed: "I'm fine Liu Ma, take the food away, I don't want to eat today"

    Mama Liu sighed, turned around and went downstairs with the dinner plate, after thinking about it, she secretly called Mo Tingchen: "Master, Madam vomited again just now, she didn't even eat her meal, her complexion is very bad, I can't persuade you  You care about her anyway, she is not in good health"

    On the other end of the phone, Mark Tingchen hung up without saying a word.

    Mama Liu wiped away her tears, glanced upstairs, and returned to the room helplessly.

    M Moser Group Building, President's Office.

    Mark Tingchen looked at the phone in a daze for a while, then got up, took the coat and took the elevator downstairs.

    Downstairs in the Rolls-Royce, Chen Nuo saw Mo Tingchen coming out of the company gate with sharp eyes, and hurriedly got out of the car and opened the rear door: "Master."

    "Go back to Mu's house." Mo Tingchen's tone was a little irritated.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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