"If it wasn't your godfather, why would he leave you a weather station? And it's so broken."
Fatty looked at the rusted iron door in front of him. The weeds inside were almost as tall as a person.
This wasn't Old Third Wu's style.
"Alright, since we're already here, let's go in and take a look!”Fatty put on his backpack and the three of them walked into the weather station.
The weather station was even more run-down than they had imagined. It was a garbage dump.
"I think Godfather is teasing you, right? This piece of land can only be used to build a netherworld."
Fatty muttered as he walked into the weather station.
It was dark inside the room. It was a long and narrow corridor. The chandelier above was covered in cobwebs. The wall was half-peeled.
Naive and Fatty held their flashlights, and a sense of panic rose in their hearts.
This place really did look like a haunted house where serial murders had occurred.
"Bang! Bang!"
Fatty and Innocent kicked open the doors of several rooms in a row and found that they were all tattered and had no reference value.
This place had not been visited for at least five years.
"Fatty, go upstairs and take a look first. We'll gather here later.”Jiang Feng ordered.
"Alright."
The situation on the second floor was similar to that on the first floor. The weather station was very dusty, and Wu Tianzhen was now seriously ill with lung edema. He could not help but cough twice.
"Remember to wear a mask in the future.”
Jiang Feng said casually.
Wu Tianzhen looked at Jiang Feng and squinted his eyes.
He was a little worried that Jiang Feng might have found out about his illness.
However, Jiang Feng did not continue. He did not intend to continue.
"The higher-ups have seen it, but there's nothing. The weather station battle has been abandoned for several years.”
Fatty walked down from upstairs." Old Jiang, your foster father is really good to you. This weather station might not look valuable, but it's enough for you to retire. You can spend the rest of your life tidying up.”
Fatty looked at the layout here and said,"We might as well open a secret escape room here. Don't just look for us.”
"When the time comes, I'll install a secret room behind this cabinet. There will be three words written inside.”Fatty laughed.
"And this mechanism is in this drawer!”
Fatty patted the drawer and was shocked to find a hole in the middle of the drawer.
"Aiyo, d * mn!"
Wu Tianzhen also looked over." Damn, Fatty, have you been blessed?!”
"You're so eloquent!"
The three of them moved the cabinet inside. As expected, it was a hidden wooden door.
There was a pale yellow talisman on the wooden door.
"Let's go in!"
Jiang Feng opened the door, and it was still a dilapidated room.
At the front of the room was a writing desk. On the chair in front of the desk was a corpse!
The three of them stood behind the corpse. They could not see the face of the corpse clearly, so they could not identify the identity of the corpse.
Fatty gulped. The sudden appearance of a corpse made his heart tremble.
The three of them walked over. The corpse was as thin as a monkey and was wearing a leather coat.
Wu Tianzhen seemed to have realized something and picked up a lighter on the desk.
Fatty also picked up something from the desk.
"What's wrong?" Wu Tian asked.
"Your Wu family's bronze plate," Fatty said.”
Wu Tianzhen took the bronze plate and looked at it carefully. It was indeed passed down in the Wu family.
There was a word engraved on the bronze plate,"Province"!
This meant that the owner of this bronze plate was his third uncle, Wu Laosan!
He looked at the back of his lighter and drew a " three " with a knife.
This was carved by Wu Tianzhen on Wu Laosan's lighter more than 20 years ago.
The bronze plate and the lighter belonged to Wu Laosan.
Wu Tianzhen's eyes went black, and he felt as if the sky had collapsed.
A thought echoed in his mind. His third uncle was dead!
"Naive, don't be anxious. Let's continue searching.”
"There's a word 'three' on this lighter. It was carved on Third Uncle's lighter when I was young.”
"No…impossible. This must be a scam. Someone set up a trap to make me think that this is my third uncle. Don't you think so, Old Jiang?”
Wu Tianzhen's eyes were red. He did not dare to accept this fact.
"How is this possible? How can this be my third uncle? He must be lying to me, right, Old Jiang?”
"God…Naive, naive, don't be like this, naive.”
Wu Tianzhen seemed to have gone crazy as he rummaged through the room. Seeing Wu Tianzhen like this, Fatty felt very sorry for him and went forward to hug him.
"Why are you hugging me? Hurry up and look!" Wu Tianzhen roared crazily.
"You're right. Naive. Godfather isn't dead.”
Jiang Feng smiled and looked calm.
Fatty and Innocent looked at Jiang Feng.
Logically speaking, Jiang Feng was Wu Laosan's adopted son. If he had really passed away, Jiang Feng's grief should not be any less than naivety.
Jiang Feng moved the only single bed in the room and took out a bunch of tape from under the bed.
Fatty picked up a tape from the ground and placed it in his hand.
"Is your third uncle a fan of opera? He even hid it under the bed. Could it be that he went crazy from listening to the opera?!”Fatty said.
Naive looked at the tape and thought of what Jiang Feng had just said. He felt that this matter was not simple.
Jiang Feng then opened the box that was carved on the back of the bed, and a bunch of tape fell out.
Ding-dong…The host has found Yang Daguang's listening tape. Quest Points obtained: 80 points
PS, the review votes were a little pitiful. The author was writing crazily, kneeling on the votes and flowers!
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