Logically speaking, with such a powerful information channel, how could he not find anyone? Basically, he should be able to pick up the person who was left behind.
However, until now, there is no news about his son.
Mr. Mu has disciples and grandchildren all over the world. It can be said that he has the largest network of contacts, but he can't find his son.
Because of this, his wife died of depression and early death.
He never married in his life.
Gu Mingtang said, "Old man, please help me check this person. Before liberation, everyone called him the old madman. He was a master of counterfeiting."
Mr. Mu raised his eyelids and glanced at Gu Mingtang.
Old madman?
He grinned, "Girl, I'm not asking you how you know this place, how you came here, just go back. As for the rest, I'm old and I have no interest in making fun of others here."
"Old man, why should I be teasing you when I have nothing to do? How can I dare to come to you if there is no exchange condition?"
Mr. Mu looked at the old persimmon tree and was speechless.
Gu Mingtang said word by word, "Based on the exchange, I will give you three pieces of information. First, your son is still alive."
Mr. Mu didn't even look at Gu Mingtang. With his appearance these years, how could anyone dare to say that his son Xiaohu was gone.
"Come on, let's go. I'm old, so don't waste my time."
Gu Mingtang, "Don't worry, let me tell you the second information. Your son is currently in country D. He is a senior engineer. Third, he has three sons and a daughter..."
Even though Mr. Mu didn't believe it at all, he was still stimulated by what Gu Mingtang said.
He stood up a little excitedly, stared at Gu Mingtang, and wanted to say why are you trying to coax me, but why did such coaxing sound so happy? He was so happy that he didn't know when tears would flow out.
"Back then, your son was rescued from the river in the southern suburbs by a reporter from country D who came to China to cover. However, because of the chaos, he took your son back to the country the next day. until today."
"The reporter was very kind. He adopted him and gave him a good education. Your son is an outstanding senior engineer. The only memory he has of his childhood is the persimmon tree in the yard."
"As for why your son is in the river in the southern suburbs, you have to ask your eldest apprentice. He will give you a satisfactory answer."
Gu Mingtang also stood up.
"Old man, please help me find the old madman, or get exact information about him, and I will tell you where he lives. At that time, through the Foreign Affairs Office, you will meet your son, and you will also meet your three grandchildren and A granddaughter.”
"You..." Mr. Mu was in a daze and couldn't say anything else.
Because all the words were stuck in my throat.
Gu Mingtang said, "Whenever you can give me news, I will give you news."
Gu Mingtang handed over a piece of paper, "This is where I live. I'm not afraid that you will know. Below is the cadre college where I study now. The compound is inconvenient, so you can go to the school to find me..."
Mr. Mu finally found his voice, "What you said...is true?"
"I've told you where I live, do you think I'm a liar?"
Gu Mingtang left.
Mr. Mu was silent for a long time. Finally, his eyes lit up little by little. He decided to believe for the last time in this life!
At the same time, Lu Liangzhou, who had received special approval, came to the archives room.
This is different from the files of each unit.
This is the basement.
There are three floors in total.
Materials from decades ago can be found here.
It's far from top secret. This is an ordinary archives room, but without special permission, it's impossible to come in and check it.
There were not many people, and Lu Liangzhou went to the third floor.
What he was looking for was the three religions and nine schools of thought in City A before the founding of New China.
They're all registered on old, yellowed files.
He also found the files of Zhang Zhen and her husband, Lu Yuanqi's biological father Peng Guiquan.
Zhang Zhen's file was on the first floor. Lu Liangzhou signed it and took it to the third floor.
He sat on the table with paper and pen next to him, reviewing and recording quickly.
There is no problem with Zhang Zhen’s file.
It has also been reviewed dozens of times.
There was nothing unusual about Peng Guiquan either.
Put them aside and concentrate on looking at the things recorded in that era.
After turning over and over, Lu Liangzhou's hand suddenly stopped.
Wangjiazhuang, the northern suburb of City A.
Live in groups.
Make a living by relying on ancestral skills.
One is stealing, and the other is Zhu Youshu, which is called hypnosis in the West. The Wang family has fans and Gu dishes, which can be used in conjunction with Zhu Youshu to confuse the other person's mind and control the other person to do whatever they want.
Including homicide and suicide.
Lu Liangzhou looked solemn and then looked down.
Wang Jiao Niang, the most talented member of the Wang family.
Features: A black mole on the lower jaw.
They are also known as the Wang family who are most likely to carry forward the family business.
They have no feelings about family and country, no sense of right and wrong, and there is nothing they won’t do as long as it is profitable.
Including stealing national treasures and sending them abroad.
This includes stealing important intelligence and selling it to adversaries.
In short, it is almost the kind that is full of evil.
After their backer fell, the government wanted to arrest them, and a fire burned the Wangjiazhuang completely.
It is said that all members of the Wang family were burned to death, their appearance was beyond recognition, and it was impossible to tell who was who.
Everyone said that they were punished for their evil deeds.
The time recorded in the file is the beginning of the 1940s.
But looking at it now, I wonder if the golden cicada escaped from its shell at that time?
Lu Liangzhou seemed calm, but a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Zhang Zhen——Wang Jiaoniang!
Lu Liangzhou immediately went to the office of the General Administration of Archives. After receiving approval, the General Administration of Archives sent two guards to escort him to a base in Beishan.
Lu Huai thought that Lu Liangzhou was worried about his two children and was not satisfied or dissatisfied. The relationship between father and son had been like that over the years.
His youngest son is no longer a child. He has a wife and children.
Many things are beyond our control.
What is past is past.
Lu Huai didn't expect to repair the relationship between father and son.
But he tried his best to calm down his expression and said slowly, "Ah Hui and Xue Yan had a lot of fun in the morning. They ate in the cafeteria for lunch. A Hui ate half a steamed bun and said that the steamed buns in the cafeteria were particularly delicious. There are some for lunch today. The fish has meat and vegetables, and the two children are eating well. They are taking a lunch break now, so there is no need to worry."
After saying this, he noticed that Lu Liangzhou was holding a box in his hand.
Then I remembered that he seemed to have arrived in a car from the General Archives Administration.
Then he frowned.
Lu Liangzhou said directly, "Father, please find a place. I have something very important to talk to you about."
Lu Huai was stunned for a moment, but without delay, he took Lu Liangzhou to the small conference room in the base.
If it is not safe here, then there is no place in this world where we can talk with confidence.
My dears, I love you all~
