RNP Chapter 2: My wife and daughter are gone.
Chapter 2: My wife and daughter are gone.
"impossible."
Old Mo was taken aback. He pushed through the crowd and ran towards the backyard.
No one stopped him; they exchanged glances and revealed strange smiles.
Let him go and see; he won't give up until he sees it. Once he's seen it, throw him out.
Old Mo rushed to the backyard, only to find his old house locked up tight.
The house was locked from the outside, so there couldn't be anyone inside. But it was obvious that someone lived in the house.
"Xiuxiu, I'm back! Where are you? Daughter, Daddy's back! Where are you all?"
Old Mo roared with all his might.
However, all that remained for him was a deathly silence.
"Can anyone tell me where my wife and daughter went?"
Old Mo roared desperately to the sky.
However, the only response he received was utter silence.
Yi Zhonghai led the group of people slowly back to the backyard.
Yi Zhonghai and his wife walked at the front. Behind them followed Liu Haizhong's family, Yan Bugui's family, Sha Zhu, and the Jia family.
It's worth mentioning that Bang Geng is also eighteen years old this year. He has two younger sisters, one sixteen and the other fourteen.
The deaf old lady is eighty-five years old and still living a strong life. Both the Liu and Yan families now have grandchildren.
Only Yi Zhonghai remains the same old man without a son.
At that moment, Lao Mo felt his heart shattering inch by inch.
His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Yi Zhonghai.
"Uncle, you're the oldest man in this courtyard, you should know where my wife and daughter are. Tell me, where are my wife and daughter?"
Yi Zhonghai said expressionlessly, "Old Mo, please accept my condolences. What Jia Zhangshi said earlier is true. Your wife went out to have an affair in the middle of the night and was beaten to death and dumped on the street."
This is the conclusion given by the police. As for your daughter, after her mother passed away, no one knows where she went. This can't be faked; you can ask the neighborhood committee and the police station if you don't believe me.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Yi Zhonghai, you're lying to me, you're lying to me, aren't you?"
Old Mo clenched his fists, his cold eyes fixed on Yi Zhonghai.
At this moment, he had already entered a semi-darkened state.
As the saying goes, the higher the expectations, the harder the fall.
He thought he would have a perfect family in this life. He never expected things to turn out like this.
This is exactly the same as his past life!
Yi Zhonghai said coldly, "I'm sorry, I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, you can ask the neighborhood committee and the police station. They wouldn't lie to you, would they?"
Old Mo's heart sank lower and lower. His intuition as the top assassin in Jinghai and a time traveler told him that something was amiss.
Old Mo took a deep breath to calm himself down.
At this moment, he reverted to his status as the top assassin in Jinghai.
His cold eyes were fixed on Yi Zhonghai.
"Okay. I'll believe you for now. So, who's living in these three houses of mine right now?"
Yi Zhonghai calmly replied, "I heard some time ago that you had an accident in prison and passed away. This house became ownerless, and the neighborhood committee took it back and redistributed it."
These three rooms now belong to the Jia family, the Yan family, and the Liu family. Old Mo, what Jia Zhangshi said earlier was right; you truly have no home here.
"hehe……"
Old Mo gave a cold laugh.
I understand now, I understand everything.
These guys are really ripping off the family's wealth!
There's definitely something fishy about Xiuxiu's death, and there's even more fishy about her daughter. Even his incident in prison is suspicious.
He had been in prison for nearly three years without incident, and was just a month away from his release when he was beaten to death.
Is someone trying to prevent him from coming back?
For these three dilapidated houses, his family was ruined and destroyed.
Looking back now, there were problems with the original owner injuring people.
If it were the old Mo from before, he definitely wouldn't be able to understand these questions.
However, in the eyes of the top assassin in Jinghai, coupled with the transmigrator's foresight, as long as he looked back and examined the situation carefully, it would be as obvious as lice on a monk's head.
Given the current situation, it's probably going to be difficult to be a good person.
These people have schemed and plotted against him, and you certainly won't get any valuable information out of them.
"Okay, okay, okay."
Old Mo said coldly, "Yi Zhonghai, now that I'm back, can you give the house back to me?"
Yi Zhonghai appeared to be fair, honest, and concerned about the country and its people.
"Old Mo! I can't decide this matter. You have to ask Director Wang at the neighborhood office. They took the house back and allocated it to us. I'm just an old man in the compound; I don't have that authority."
"Okay. Yi Zhonghai, I just want to ask you one question. I can give up the house; I'll give it to you. But can you tell me where my daughter is?"
Yi Zhonghai shook his head: "Old Mo, I really don't know. As you know, I'm an eighth-grade fitter in the factory, and I'm very busy."
I don't even know the exact day your daughter went missing. Old Mo, please don't make things difficult for me, okay?
Old Mo's tone was icy: "Yi Zhonghai, I know you know. I don't want the house anymore, and I won't pursue the past."
Just tell me where my daughter is, and once I find her, I'll stay far away from you.
All I want is to find my daughter and raise her properly, just like you want a child. Yi Zhonghai, tell me, is that alright?
These are Lao Mo's true feelings.
All he wanted in his life was to be a good person.
The dead cannot be brought back to life. Let bygones be bygones. He will not seek revenge. All he wants is to find his daughter.
He will be a good person and live a good life with his daughter as long as he can find her.
Yi Zhonghai got annoyed by his questions.
His voice grew increasingly cold: "Old Mo, I've already said I don't know, I really don't know. How many times do I have to say it?"
Sure enough, Yi Zhonghai was determined not to tell him.
Lao Mo got married at eighteen because she was pregnant. Her daughter, Chen Yao, is now eight years old and old enough to understand things.
Once Lao Mo finds her, who knows what Chen Yao might say?
Yes, even their daughters' names are so similar.
Old Mo raised his head and looked at everyone, saying sincerely, "Neighbors, uncles and aunts, I beg you, can anyone tell me where my daughter is? I'm kneeling down for you."
After saying that, Lao Mo knelt down on the ground with a thud.
Everyone's expression changed drastically. No one had expected Old Mo to kneel down before them.
But no matter what he did, no one in the entire compound said anything. Because the people who got the houses had already given them money.
Yi Zhonghai's face was extremely grim. Old Mo's move had caught him completely off guard.
He quickly gave He Yuzhu a wink.
He Yuzhu understood immediately.
He immediately jumped out and shouted, "Old Mo, didn't the old man say we didn't know anything? What's the use of kneeling down? Get up and get out of here! Our compound doesn't welcome ex-convicts like you. Get out..."
The matter has been clarified, and they want to get rid of this trouble as soon as possible and end it all.