After thinking for a moment, Fatty agreed.
Although the bet was quite inexplicable, it was impossible for him to lose such a profitable deal!
"Naive, you must be strong later! This is about my wife!”
"Strong? Wife book? What's inexplicable?"
……
An hour later.
It was already afternoon. The three of them drove to the address written on the car. It was the abandoned weather bureau.
Although it was called the Weather Bureau, it was actually a wasteland overgrown with weeds. Other than weeds, there was only a building covered in moss in the yard.
"Naive, your third uncle is just teasing you. This piece of land can only be used to build a netherworld.”
"I don't think so. I think it's quite good to open a secret room here.”
The few of them complained as they slowly walked into the abandoned weather bureau building.
As soon as he pushed open the door, the dust in the room flew up, and a rotten smell entered his nose.
Anyone who smelled this smell would feel uncomfortable, but to these "veterans" of the tomb, it was a piece of cake.
Fatty even felt that this smell was particularly familiar.
After entering the house, they split up to search.
Chen Ping 'an did not want to waste any time. After entering the house, he went straight to the corridor on the second floor.
There was a dilapidated bookcase by the wall of the corridor. Chen Ping 'an reached out and pushed it, and the door hidden behind the bookcase came into view.
Seeing this, he called Wu Tianzhen and Fatty over.
After Fatty arrived, he did not say anything else and opened the door.
"This is…"
Wu Tianzhen and Fatty were slightly stunned when they saw the scene behind the door.
There was a study room behind the door. Opposite them was a desk, and there was a figure sitting on the chair in front of the desk.
The two of them were silent for a moment, then slowly walked forward and shone their flashlights on the figure.
This figure was not a living person or a dumpling, but a stiff corpse. The corpse had already dried up and looked like it had been dead for some years.
"Who is this person? Naive, do you know him?”
"I can't tell. Let's see if there's anything to prove my identity.”
Wu Tianzhen shook his head and picked up the flashlight to look around for anything that could prove the identity of the deceased.
"This is…"
Wu Tianzhen suddenly saw a lighter on the table.
It was an ancient iron lighter. This type of lighter was very common in the past.
However, when Wu Tianzhen saw the piece on the table, he felt that it was inexplicably familiar.
He picked up the lighter and wiped the dust off it.
Almost instantly, a crooked " three " appeared before his eyes.
Upon seeing this, Wu Tian's body swayed and he felt dizzy.
He was too familiar with the word 'three'!
This was what he had personally carved on his third uncle's lighter.
The appearance of the lighter and the word " three "…all of these proved the identity of the corpse.
This was his third uncle!
"Bang!"
Wu Tianzhen felt his body go limp and he collapsed to the ground.
"Impossible…"
"This is impossible…"
"How can this be my third uncle?"
"Why did you suddenly tell me that my third uncle is dead when I finally found a clue about him?”
Wu Tianzhen shook his head, but his eyes were already filled with tears.
The feeling of having just gained hope and then having it shattered in an instant was the most painful.
" God... naive..."
Seeing Wu Tian's expression, Fatty opened his mouth.
"Naive. Look at the other things. There are other things to prove your identity.”
Fatty anxiously rummaged around and found a bronze plate with the word "Wu" engraved on it. This was the bronze plate of the Wu family.
He found another fountain pen. This was the fountain pen that Third Uncle had used before. There were also Third Uncle's clothes and shoes.
The more Wu Tianzhen read, the sadder he became.
Looking at Wu Tianzhen's puppet-like look of disappointment, Chen Ping 'an was a little speechless.
He did not expect Wu Tianzhen's current appearance to be even more exaggerated than he had expected.
"Fatty, look at the clothes of the corpse and see if there is anything to prove his identity.”
Hearing this, Fatty immediately found an ID card on the corpse.
"Yang Daguang, is your Third Uncle really called Yang Daguang?”
Wu Tianzhen's expression froze when he saw the ID card.
He slowly stood up and carefully compared the appearance of the corpse.
He realized that this was indeed not his third uncle. The appearance of the corpse was the same as the person named "Yang Daguang" on the ID card.
Wu Tian smiled. This was not his third uncle, which meant that his third uncle should still be alive.
However, thinking about it, a cunning person like his third uncle should not die here like this!
She had seen Third Uncle's lighter for a moment and had not reacted in time. She could not help but let her imagination run wild.
On the other side, beside Wu Tian.
Fatty looked left and right at Wu Tian and Chen Ping 'an. Only then did he think of something important.
Did Wu Tianzhen cry just now?
………
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