MMB Chapter 213 Peng Zhenni
Chapter 213 Peng Zhenni
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The handwriting was not only messy, but it was also all over the front wall, just like a child's scribbling.
However, Jiang Chaosheng could sense the fear in the hearts of those who left the words from them.
Jiang Chaosheng frowned slightly.
they?
What do they refer to?
"I'm sorry, brother. I don't know where Grandpa hid the mirror. I thought it was in the safe. You might have to wait a little while."
A mixed-race beauty appeared behind Jiang Chaosheng and said modestly:
"Please sit down for a while."
Jiang Chaosheng stared at those words:
"Did Peng Guanhai write these?"
The mixed-race beauty smiled awkwardly:
"Don't worry about it, Grandpa wrote this after he got confused."
Jiang Chaosheng turned around, looked at the mixed-race beauty who was half a head shorter than him, and asked suspiciously:
"Confused?"
The mixed-race beauty nodded and sighed.
"Ever since my parents passed away unexpectedly, my grandfather has been paranoid and suspicious all the time."
Jiang Chaosheng pondered for a moment:
I feel very sorry and regretful for your parents.
You just said that the reason you left the United States and came to Jiangchuan was because of a sad event.
Does this refer to your parents' departure?
Could you tell me more specifically?
The mixed-race beauty pursed her lips:
"It's not a secret, if you're interested, brother..."
......
In the United States, more advanced detectives take on more challenging cases, but the rewards are also substantial.
Even the police department sometimes relies on the abilities of detectives.
Those detectives also have another name—bounty hunters.
Peng Guanhai went to the United States with his daughter when he was 25 years old.
He's doing alright in the bounty hunter business, but at least he earns enough to support his daughter.
At the age of thirty, Peng Guanhai went to Xia Country. When he returned to Meiqi Country, he had transformed into the famous detective "White Cat".
The daughter married a sheriff from the United States, and not long after, the granddaughter was born.
This mixed-race beauty is named Peng Zhenni, and she is nineteen years old.
Peng Zhenni remembers clearly that when she was twelve years old, the Public Security Bureau commissioned her grandfather to investigate a case, which was a missing person case.
Finally, the missing person was found by the police, but he was already dead.
For a detective, this would be a very ordinary case, but somehow...
Grandpa got very excited!
From then on, Grandpa was busy with something every day, leaving early and returning late.
When he got home, he locked himself in his room, and Peng Zhenni brought him his meals.
He became increasingly erratic and his temper grew more and more erratic; he stopped going to work altogether.
My mother was in poor health at that time, and I still had to go to school. My father, a sheriff, supported the whole family, and we lived in poverty.
When Peng Zhenni got to this point, there was obvious resentment in her eyes as she complained:
"Sometimes when Dad asks Grandpa to help find someone, Grandpa coldly refuses."
Not only that, he would also ask his father for money, and he would be gone for months at a time.
In two years, he traveled almost all over the planet Earth, and no one knew what he was trying to do by traveling the world.
Sometimes when Dad wouldn't give me money, Grandpa would borrow it.
Immediately, Peng Zhenni's eyes turned sad:
"later......"
When Peng Zhenni was fourteen years old, her family suffered a very serious misfortune.
My mother's condition suddenly deteriorated, and on the way to the hospital, my father was in a car accident.
Peng Zhenni lost her parents just like that.
Peng Zhenni clearly remembers that when her grandfather saw her parents' bodies, his eyes widened in shock, filled with not only grief but also intense fear.
Grandpa always said: This is not an accident, it is them warning me.
After that, Grandpa went even crazier.
......
Peng Zhenni looked at Jiang Chaosheng:
"Grandpa said that in order to escape 'them,' we must return to Xia Kingdom, because only Xia Kingdom is safe."
But... I still don't understand what 'them' are.
They all say Grandpa's gone mad, and I think so too.
Jiang Chaosheng frowned as he pondered.
What exactly do they refer to?
Peng Guanhai is definitely not crazy.
He possesses the Mirror of Longing for Home, and thus knows that supernatural powers exist in this world.
So what exactly did he discover, that caused him to suffer the pain of losing his daughter, and that forced him to move back to Xia Kingdom to escape being hunted down?
He put his hand in his pocket and touched the coin of fate.
The coin of fate suggests that I should go to Jiangchuan to find Peng Guanhai first, and there must be a reason for that.
Jiang Chaosheng asked:
"How is he now?"
Peng Zhenni sighed and said sadly:
"Grandpa's health is deteriorating day by day, and he is getting madder day by day."
He's currently staying in a nursing home, constantly talking about "they're here."
Even if she harbored some resentment towards her grandfather, it was ultimately just resentment, not hatred.
To me, my grandfather is the only family I have in the world.
Jiang Chaosheng said thoughtfully:
I want to visit him.
Peng Zhenni lowered her head and thought for a while:
"That's good. You are a descendant of his friend. He should be very happy to see you."
"Wait a moment, I'll find that mirror for you first."
As Peng Zhenni spoke, she turned around to continue looking for a mirror.
"No need for that."
Jiang Chaosheng pointed to the bookshelf:
Jiang Chaosheng pointed to the bookshelf:
"There."
Peng Zhenni was stunned. In the bookshelf?
How did he know?
Peng Zhenni walked to the bookshelf with some doubt, searched for a while, but found nothing.
She turned around and blinked:
"If it weren't here, Grandpa wouldn't have put something so important in such an obvious place."
Jiang Chaosheng walked towards the bookshelf, rummaged around inside for a while, found a hidden compartment, and opened it.
Peng Zhenni looked at Jiang Chaosheng in disbelief:
"this....."
Jiang Chaosheng was here for the first time, but how come he noticed the hidden compartment in the bookcase at a glance?
You should know that even you didn't know this interlayer existed!
Jiang Chaosheng took out an ancient mirror inlaid with emerald green jade from the hidden compartment.
He touched the mirror and could sense mysterious energy fluctuations within it.
This is the Mirror of Longing for Home.
Peng Zhenni slowly understood something, her eyes sparkling:
"You're amazing! Are you a detective too?"
Grandpa is a famous detective. Could his friend also be a famous detective?
Jiang Chaosheng's identity is quite interesting.
A wealthy scion of a prominent family is surprisingly interested in the detective profession.
Not only is he rich, but he also inherited the detective skills of his family elders.
You only see this type of person in movies, right?
Jiang Chaosheng smiled slightly:
"Unlike your grandfather, who is good at finding people, I'm better at finding things."
Jiang Chaosheng can sense the location of forbidden objects.
Unless the Cowherd casts a spell to conceal this forbidden item.
Jiang Chaosheng put the mirror into his handbag and said:
"Take me to meet your grandfather."
Peng Zhenni said:
"Okay, my car is downstairs."
.......
Jiangchuan City, Baiyun Sanatorium.
On the clean hospital bed, an elderly man, thin as a skeleton, lay there.
The old man's name was Peng Guanhai. His chest was rising and falling slightly, so he must have been asleep.
A young nurse walked in, glanced at Peng Guanhai on the hospital bed, and murmured:
"He kicked off the covers again."
At this age, seriously ill patients suffer greatly even from a minor cold.
The nurse pulled the blanket up for Peng Guanhai.
Peng Guanhai suddenly clutched his waist.
It seems there is something very precious there, something that it instinctively protects even in its sleep.
He stared with his still-shaken old eyes.
His eyes were sunken, and it was clear that he was terminally ill.
"Get out! Get out!"
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P.S.: In memory of Teacher Zhang, my most reliable comrade-in-arms.
P.S.: The author is sick again, all delicate and fragile.
Please do not stay up late and do not drink excessively.