"Be careful," Lin Wan'er quickly grabbed Chen Mo's hand, her face full of worry.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine," Chen Mo said with a faint smile.
Lin Wan'er said, "I, I'll wait for you to come back, and also, what I said before, it still counts."
"What is it?" Chen Mo asked deliberately.
Lin Wan'er's small face blushed, "When you come back, you'll know."
Chen Mo smiled, reached out and stroked Lin Wan'er's head, then turned and left the villa.
The security guards standing at the door were stunned.
Getting intimate with another woman in front of his brother-in-law.
And his brother-in-law even helped take care of it, not getting angry at all.
The security guard felt his mind was in a mess.
In the end, he could only exclaim in his heart: "They really know how to play!"
Chen Mo naturally didn't know what the security guard was thinking.
He just felt that the other party's expression towards him was a bit strange.
However, Chen Mo didn't care and drove away from the Mo family villa.
Chen Mo drove directly to the villa area in the southern part of the city.
When Long Hexiang called him earlier, he had said that Long Zeliang was currently living in their villa.
Hiding the car in a secluded spot.
Chen Mo climbed over the wall and entered the villa area.
This was not his first time here, and he was very familiar with the architecture of this villa area.
Climbing to a second-floor villa room, Chen Mo pushed open the window and found that the room was very quiet, with only one figure lying peacefully on the sickbed.
Chen Mo came to the bedside and deliberately made some noise.
The figure who had been resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.
"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen!" The person lying on the bed was none other than Long Hexiang, who had become a cripple.
Chen Mo did not beat around the bush and asked directly, "Where is Lin Dehong being held by Long Zeliang?"
"Lin Dehong?" Long Hexiang was stunned.
"What? You don't know?" Chen Mo's expression turned serious.
Seeing Chen Mo's gaze, Long Hexiang's face immediately showed panic, "Mr. Chen, I, I really don't know. I'm a cripple now, and my uncle doesn't tell me many things."
Just then, Long Hexiang suddenly remembered something, "However, I suddenly recall that my uncle seemed to have rented a factory in the southern suburbs through his subordinates. I don't know what it was for."
"Where is it?" Chen Mo asked.
"Lotus Street! Yes, it's Lotus Street!" Long Hexiang quickly replied.
Chen Mo knew this place and didn't doubt it.
After all, he wouldn't believe that Long Hexiang would dare to deceive him.
Chen Mo asked again, "Is there someone named Zheng Wenchang by your uncle's side?"
"It seems so."
"Do you know what agreement Zheng Wenchang reached with your uncle?"
Long Hexiang quickly shook his head, looking very sincere.
Chen Mo instructed, "No matter what method you use, I want to know what kind of deal they made, and what Zheng Wenchang's secret is."
Long Hexiang showed a look of difficulty.
But seeing Chen Mo's cold eyes, Long Hexiang quickly responded, "Yes, Mr. Chen, don't worry, I, I will do my best to help you inquire."
Chen Mo did not stay any longer.
He also heard footsteps approaching.
Chen Mo then opened the window and left the room again.
Before leaving, Chen Mo also wiped clean the footprints on the windowsill.
However, before Chen Mo could close the window, the door was opened.
The one who opened the door was an old man, and he was Master Zhang, whose arm Chen Mo had broken at the hotel yesterday.
"Why didn't you close the window?" The old man's expression was somewhat solemn.
Hearing this, Long Hexiang's face became nervous.
He quickly said, "Master Zhang, I felt a bit stuffy, so I asked them to open the window for me."
"Is that so?" The old man slowly walked to the windowsill.
He first looked outside, then looked down at the windowsill.
Finding no problems, he then closed Long Hexiang's window.
"Master Zhang, where, where is my uncle?" Long Hexiang quickly asked, wanting to change the subject.
"Mr. Long has gone elsewhere. Do you need him for something?" the old man asked.
"No, no, I'm just feeling a bit restless and want to go out for some fresh air," Long Hexiang quickly shook his head.
The old man said, "Mr. Long has always felt that your father's death was suspicious and had something to do with Wu Guangxiao. He also suspects that there is an inside informant here, so no one from before can leave during this period."
"But, but I am his nephew," Long Hexiang said.
The old man said with disdain, "What if you are his nephew? Sometimes, for the sake of profit, one can even sell out their own father."
Long Hexiang's heart skipped a beat at this.
"Master Zhang, I'm tired," said Long Hexiang, closing his eyes again and pretending to rest.
The old man said nothing more, turned around, and walked towards the door.
After leaving, Chen Mo drove directly to Lotus Street in the southern suburbs.
There were many small factories here, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.
Driving past these factories, Chen Mo kept observing the situation.
Until he reached a factory with a tightly closed gate, Chen Mo stopped the car.
If there was any place in the entire Lotus Street where people were likely to be hidden, it would be here.
This was because only this factory had no company plaque at the entrance, and the entrance was overgrown with weeds, giving it a desolate feel.
More importantly, the iron gate of this factory was locked from the inside.
This meant that there were definitely people inside.
Chen Mo stopped the car and with a leap, entered the factory.
When Chen Mo saw several luxury cars parked inside the factory, he became even more convinced that this place was related to Long Zeliang.
In a workshop in front of him, the lights were dim yellow, and the faint sound of dialogue could be heard.
"Mr. Zheng, this is the surprise I prepared for you." Inside the workshop, a middle-aged man pointed to a disheveled middle-aged man inside a cage in front of him.
"Boss Lin!" Upon seeing the middle-aged man, another figure beside him showed a look of horror.
"That's right, he is Lin Dehong, the once arrogant real estate tycoon, and now, his life and death are in your hands."
The two people talking were Long Zeliang and Zheng Wenchang, who had just come out of the villa.
"In my hands?" Zheng Wenchang looked surprised.
Long Zeliang said, "Mr. Zheng, don't forget, he is Chen Mo's father-in-law, after all. Isn't the first step to avenge your son to make that brat Chen Mo feel the pain of losing a loved one?"
Hearing this, a murderous intent flashed in Zheng Wenchang's eyes.
"Thank you, Mr. Long," said Zheng Wenchang, already walking towards the cage.
"Zheng Wenchang, why, why are you here! Didn't you already leave Longhua?!" Seeing Zheng Wenchang, Lin Dehong was shocked.