Chapter 756: The master has passed away. Is it a happy event for the master’s wife?

Immersed in the grief of losing her father, Zhou Mengyao felt dizzy and as if the world had lost its color.

Zhou Mengyao's mind kept emerging with every little detail of her interactions with her father from childhood to adulthood. Those warm moments now seemed like sharp blades, cutting her heart one by one.

"Mom, I want to see my dad. Unless I see his body, I won't believe that he died in an accident." Zhou Mengyao suddenly broke free from Zhuang Jingxue's arms, turned around and rushed out the door.

Zhuang Jingxue hurriedly chased after Zhou Mengyao and held her back, choking with tears and saying, "Daughter, calm down. Mom can't let you go out on a motorcycle alone when you are too sad."

"No, I want to go. I don't believe that my father is gone. I want to see it with my own eyes!" Zhou Mengyao cried sadly, her voice full of despair and helplessness.

Zhuang Jingxue wiped Zhou Mengyao's tears distressedly and said in tears: "Mom will go with you. Ask the driver of Zhou's house to drive. Let's go to Truman Hot Spring Resort Hotel together."

"Mom, this is not true, please tell me it is not true." Zhou Mengyao cried so sadly.

When Lin Lang heard this through the [Vision Sharing] instant video, he felt extremely upset. Although he couldn't see Zhou Mengyao's face, just hearing the crying of Zhou Mengyao and her master's wife was enough to make him feel distressed.

Unable to bear watching this scene of life and death, Lin Lang closed Zhou Mengyao's [Vision Sharing] with his mind and took a deep breath in grief.

Guan Tingmei stood aside, leaning over slightly and gently stroking Lin Lang's back, comforting him again and again, her eyes full of heartache.

At this moment, a system prompt sounded in Lin Lang's mind.

Ding! The universal entry system prompts: "Zhou Zhongdang took an excessive amount of Viagra after taking nitroglycerin. The combination of the two will significantly enhance the vasodilation effect, leading to a sharp drop in blood pressure and insufficient blood supply to vital organs, leading to sudden death."

After receiving the system prompt, Lin Lang thought to himself, "Master's wife is a cardiac surgery expert. She also knows that Master has the habit of taking Viagra and playing with women. Didn't she remind my Master that these two medicines cannot be taken together?"

The system remained silent, and Lin Lang was unable to guess whether Zhuang Jingxue had reminded Zhou Zhongdang that it was best not to take Viagra after taking nitroglycerin.

But with Zhou Zhongdang's unexpected death, there is no doubt that the Zhou family's tens of billions of wealth will be inherited by Zhuang Jingxue and her daughter.

A rich wife losing her husband in middle age and inheriting billions of dollars in wealth is no sad thing, right? It's just like a man getting promoted and rich in middle age but his wife dies.

Lin Lang didn't have time to think about it. He stood up from his boss chair and wanted to rush to the scene of his master's accidental death. However, he was too sad to stand steadily and was supported by Guan Tingmei.

"Honey, are you okay?" Guan Tingmei looked concerned.

Lin Lang, with his temples pounding and his heart palpitating, tried to suppress his sadness and replied, "It's okay. I have to go to the Truman Hot Spring Resort Hotel now. I'll leave you first."

Guan Tingmei replied sensibly: "Go ahead, drive safely on the road, and don't be too sad."

"Yeah." Lin Lang responded, then quickly left the office.

Guan Tingmei looked at Lin Lang's slightly sad back as he walked with the wind in his step, and wiped away her tears with heartache.

Lin Lang's every move can touch Guan Tingmei's heart, maybe this is love!

Lin Lang, filled with grief, hurriedly walked out of Maitian Music and Film Co., Ltd.

At this moment, Lin Lang had only one thought in his mind, which was to rush to the Truman Hot Spring Resort Hotel as soon as possible to face the sudden pain of losing his teacher.

The afternoon sun was a bit dazzling. Lin Lang put on black sunglasses after going out and walked quickly towards the Ferrari convertible sports car parked at the company gate.

He suddenly opened the car door, and the wind that blew when he sat in the driver's seat was full of sadness.

Lin Lang gripped the steering wheel tightly with one hand and started the car with one button. The engine let out a low roar, as if it was also mourning the death of Zhou Zhongdang.

After leaving Maitian Music and Film Co., Ltd., Lin Lang stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the Ferrari convertible sports car sped along the road like an arrow.

Along the way, the sound of the wind whistled past Lin Lang's ears, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated like phantoms.

Lin Lang drove fast all the way, with only an eager desire to reach the scene as soon as possible.

He stepped on the accelerator hard, and the Ferrari's turbocharger system kicked in instantly.

First, a low "buzzing" sound came from deep within the engine, like the low groan of an ancient behemoth in its sleep. Then, a high-frequency whistling sound of "zizi" intertwined with it, just like a high-voltage electric current raging in the air.

As the speed soars, the "whoosh" sound of the intake air surges up, and the exhaust sound turns into a series of deafening "bang bang" sounds, like a dense chorus of gunfire, exploding in the air, extremely powerful, and venting the powerful performance of the Ferrari convertible sports car.

The vehicles on the road all gave way, as if they could sense the sadness and anxiety emanating from Lin Lang.

Soon, Lin Lang arrived at the Truman Hot Spring Resort Hotel.

Lin Lang was so anxious that he didn't have time to look for a parking lot. He just parked his car in front of the hotel and rushed into the hotel in a hurry.

Before he could take a few steps, a uniformed security guard hurriedly walked up to Lin Lang.

The security guard had a professional smile on his face, but his tone was firm and unquestionable: "I'm sorry, sir, you can't park here."

"No vehicles are allowed to park in front of our hotel. You can park your car in the underground parking lot. I'm really sorry, but please cooperate with me."

It was obvious that the security guard didn't know that Lin Lang was the son-in-law of the Truman Group.

At this time, Lin Lang was already upset because of his master's death, so he had no patience to listen to the security guard's advice. He paused, his brows knitted tightly into the shape of a "川" character, and a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Without saying a word, Lin Lang took out two yellow gold bars from his personal space and stuffed them into the security guard's hand with a "pop".

Then, Lin Lang said arrogantly: "Now tell me again what you just said, can I park at this location?"

The security guard's eyes widened when he touched the gold bars, his face was filled with shock, and then the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

He held the gold bars tightly in both hands, as if he was afraid that they would grow wings and fly away.

The money-obsessed security guard was ecstatic, nodding and bowing as he replied, "Yes, yes, yes, of course we can stop!"

"Don't worry, sir. I will take good care of the car for you. You can go in and do your thing, and I will take care of the car!" The security guard's face was smiling so much that his mouth almost reached his ears.

Lin Lang did not want to embarrass the hotel security. He was just anxious and irritated because of the pain of losing his teacher. He turned around and walked quickly towards the revolving door of the Truman Hot Spring Resort Hotel.

The revolving door slowly turned, wrapping Lin Lang's figure inside.

The hotel security guard stood in place, following Lin Lang's eyes until his back disappeared into the depths of the hotel lobby. He then lowered his head to confirm the gold bars in his hand again, his eyes shining with the light of the two gold bars.

Not to mention that it was in 2000, even if it was rewarding a hotel security guard with two 500-gram gold bars now, it would definitely be a bold move by a wealthy person with a lot of money.

Following the system's instructions, Lin Lang quickly shuttled through the intricate hotel corridors, his steps hurried and flustered.

Finally, he found the hotel room where his master Zhou Zhongdang died suddenly.

I saw a cordon set up at the door of the guest room, and several policemen were busy investigating the scene in the room. Some of them were taking photos to collect evidence, while others were carefully checking every corner, trying to find any clues that might be related to the case.

The crowd outside the cordon were talking among themselves, their eyes filled with curiosity and shock.

Lin Lang stood outside the cordon, looking at the room where his master had died suddenly. His heart ached and his eyes instantly turned red, but because of the sunglasses covering it, outsiders could not see Lin Lang's sadness.

After taking a deep breath, Lin Lang walked forward quickly. His eyes penetrated the crowd, trying to see everything in the room clearly. His master's voice, appearance and smile in the past kept appearing in his mind, and tears were already welling up in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, sir. This is a crime scene and you can't go in." A police officer who was maintaining order stopped Lin Lang outside the cordon.

Wang Dayong, who was wearing a police uniform, turned around when he heard the voice and saw his high school classmate Lin Lang. He hurriedly stepped forward and greeted him, "Brother Lang, you're here!"

Lin Lang took off his sunglasses, revealing his red eyes, and said in a slightly choked voice: "Dayong, I just wanted to go in and see Master, how could he suddenly pass away unexpectedly!"

Wang Dayong looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Brother Lang, this is really not possible according to the regulations, but don't worry, I'll take you to the side to understand the situation first." As he said that, he pulled Lin Lang to the side of the corridor.

"Where is the woman who checked into the room with my master?"

Wang Dayong replied: "The woman involved in the case may be a woman suspected of engaging in prostitution. She has been taken back to the detachment for detention and interrogation."

Lin Lang punched the wall of the hotel corridor, his whole body shaking slightly with sadness.

Wang Dayong's eyes were full of concern, and he consoled him: "Brother Lang, I know you and Master have a deep relationship, but the dead cannot be resurrected, so you have to mourn!"

"Based on the results of the current on-site investigation and the forensic autopsy, it is unlikely that your master was murdered. It is more likely that he died suddenly from an overdose of Viagra and the interaction with the heart medication."

After hearing this, Lin Lang sighed and said, "My master is so foolish! He put his life on a prostitute. It's not worth it."

Just then, a sad cry came from the corner of the corridor.

Hearing the voice, Lin Lang glanced sideways and saw Zhou Mengyao and Zhuang Jingxue jogging towards him.

Zhou Mengyao's face was covered with tears and her body was shaky.

Zhuang Jingxue's face was pale. She was holding on to her body, and the mother and daughter staggered towards Lin Lang.

Seeing this, Lin Lang immediately went to meet him. When Zhou Mengyao saw Lin Lang, tears burst out again: "Lin Lang, where is my dad? My dad is not dead, right?"

Lin Lang's eyes were red, and he spoke with difficulty to comfort her: "Mengyao, don't be too sad. Master is still alive, and he will not be at peace seeing you so sad."

When Zhou Mengyao heard the news of her father's death from Lin Lang, she felt like the sky was falling. Her body trembled slightly, and the grief in her heart was like a surging tide that completely drowned her.

Because the incident happened suddenly, Zhou Mengyao could not accept it at all. The father who had always protected her like a mountain suddenly disappeared.

"dad……"

Zhou Mengyao's heart-wrenching cries echoed throughout the corridor. She stumbled towards the hotel room blocked by the cordon, but was stopped by Lin Lang outside the cordon and hugged Zhou Mengyao.

"Mengyao, calm down. The police are still investigating the scene of Master's death. If you go in, you will destroy the scene. Don't make things difficult for Dayong." Lin Lang patted Zhou Mengyao's delicate body that was trembling due to sobbing, his tone full of heartache.

Wang Dayong, who was standing nearby, was moved when he saw his high school classmate Zhou Mengyao crying bitterly over the loss of her father. His eyes became somewhat red.