Chapter 560 Old Place

He had dinner with Tang Yan and Fang Junhong, and immediately judged that this woman was useless.

What was money to him?

He didn't even give Tang Yan much face. After dinner, he went back to his room and scolded Fang Junhong on the phone.

During the meal, he was still thinking about the situation of the Chen family. Unexpectedly, this woman only told what she knew about Zhao Wei and Fang Junhong, and she had never even met the Chen family!

Qin Lang was very angry at the time.

What's the point of calling such a useless woman, except to increase the risk of exposure?

That night, he left the hotel alone in the middle of the night and moved to a more remote place to find a hotel to stay in.

Without bodyguards and cars, he was completely alone.

It's not the fault of the stalkers who didn't keep an eye on him. It's really that Qin Lang knows these little tricks too well. When he left, he didn't leave from the hotel gate at all.

Instead, he walked all the way from the stairs to the underground garage, and then left the hotel from the back.

Because of Tang Yan, he was very angry.

But another thing was the reason why he didn't want to trust Fang Junhong too much.

He had been following the results since he sent the email two days ago.

When he waited for two days without any news, he didn't want to wait any longer.

He wanted to go out and see for himself whether his son was gone too.

If it was true, he would be truly alone in this world.

He would not let go of any clues he could find.

For the rest of his life, there was nothing else to do except to avenge his children.

But over the years, he didn't believe that there was no contact between his son and daughter, at least Qin Bailian's phone number had never changed.

But why did Xiaolian die in Country M, but his son didn't do anything?

This shouldn't be the case at all!

He didn't dare to trust anyone and could only leave by himself!

Fortunately, he still had the money transferred by Fang Junhong, otherwise he would really be unable to move forward.

...

Huo Shijun had been dragging her feet and didn't call, but when Huo Xiuzhu called again to urge her, she could only pick up the phone and call Chen Pingan.

The phone rang for a long time, and when she thought Chen Pingan was deliberately not answering it, the phone was connected.

"Sister Huo."

Chen Pingan's plain voice came over.

"My family asked me to make this call, it does not represent my own intention.

Chen Pingan, the Huo family can help you limit the suppliers of Fang Group, but if you want to go through my uncle, this is impossible.

The government will not interfere with the normal operation of enterprises."

She mustered up the courage to finish speaking in one breath before adding:

"Chen Pingan, are you still abroad?"

"No, I'm in China. I heard what you said just now. Thank you." Chen Pingan was a little unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.

Huo Shiyun said: "I started to trade stocks myself."

Chen Pingan raised his eyebrows, "Well, I see. What you have learned is enough for you.

Does Senior Sister have anything else to say? I'm very busy here."

Huo Shiyun sighed secretly and cheered up again, "No, I just told you that I was forced by my family to call you just now. It's not my intention."

Chen Pingan's mouth curled up slightly, "Okay, I know. Goodbye, Senior Sister."

After that, he hung up the phone, leaving Huo Shiyun stunned.

Hang up just like that?

What do you mean I have learned enough for me?

Aren't the Old Nine Gates and Tang's Pharmaceuticals bad?

You didn't even give me a chance to ask!

You didn't even ask me what I meant, and just hung up?

She bit her lip and stared at the phone's hang-up interface.

After a while, Youyou sighed, turned around and focused on a big book.

She was studying hard!

Chen Pingan hung up the phone and looked at his father.

Chen Shaohua said: "I asked someone, and Qin Lang went to Australia. It's even harder to find him!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's not a big problem. As long as you pay, you will definitely find it.

Let him die in Australia!"

The next week passed, and Chen Pingan was almost out of patience, but no one from either side could find Qin Lang's trace.

Qin Lang, it was as if he suddenly disappeared.

Canberra.

Qin Lang dyed his hair and stood at the gate of a manor in the suburbs.

This is the safest place he told his son back then.

The land was bought, not to mention all the buildings and attachments here.

However, he observed for several days and didn't see any Asians appear.

More than 20 years have passed.

He asked around and found out that this place has been abandoned for a long time.

It's just that the time has not come yet. When the time comes, the government will take back these assets.

So, his son should have died a long time ago.

His son and grandchildren may have died of illness or other accidents. This is all possible.

But the account that only he and his son know has not had any information for a long time.

He went to the bank to check the flow of money. The last time was more than ten years ago.

Not daring to stay any longer, he left the manor and returned to his rented place.

There was a computer running on the table.

He entered a website based on his memory, then entered the username and password, then jumped, repeated this, and finally clicked on a GG to enter the information again and opened a website.

This is the so-called dark web, and even this is just a surface website.

He had many things commissioned in this way. Although it was expensive, it was extremely efficient.

Soon, he sent out a commission and transferred the money.

He wanted to watch the enemy who killed his daughter and grandson die.

The only regret is that his son is gone, and his grandson should be gone too.

And he didn't even know who the enemy was.

Qin Lang stared blankly at the message of successful commission, turned off the computer and put it in his backpack.

Alone!

Looking back on this life, one-third of the time was spent in it, the remaining one-third was growth, and the most glorious one-third was the fundamental reason why he was alone.

The weather was very cold, he turned on the air conditioner, but the room still felt cold.

Perhaps, he was really old!

He took out a photo from his pocket, which was a photo of his children when they were young stored in the bank safe.

His rough fingers gently stroked those vivid faces.

Wife, two sons and a daughter.

They were laughing, and I was also laughing in the photo.

When was it taken?

It was when I first started on this path, when I had so much money for the first time, and when my family went to the park to play.

"Sister Zhizhi, I was wrong!"

The old voice whispered.

I was wrong!

I shouldn't have taken that path for a better life.