1353. Chapter 1353 Doubt of Life Experience (61)

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The door of the house opened, and a hunched, honest-looking man walked out from inside.

The clothes on his body are also extremely simple clothes, no different from ordinary old villagers.

Shouldn't this person be Wang Zeyuan?

The old villager glanced at Jiang Guangzheng, nodded at him, led him in, and closed the door.

"Xuehu, let's go in too!"

The two jumped on the fence and stood firm to watch the situation inside.

I saw Jiang Guangzheng followed the old villager into the main hall of the house.

There were several coughs coming from inside.

Xuehu and Yang Zimei jumped down and continued to follow stealthily.

I saw a man in a black satin Tang suit sitting on the Taishi chair in the main hall. His hair was very long and black, reaching to his shoulders.

However, his face was as old as the skin of a crane, with only one pair of eyes, and he was still very sharp.

Looking at his body again, Yang Zimei was slightly surprised.

I saw that his body was thin and thin, and the clothes on him were as if they were on a hanger, empty.

Looking at his feet again, they were shorter than the legs of a chair, so he dangled like a child with his trouser legs empty on them.

Big head, long hair, small body.

This ratio is just too weird, like someone who came out of a cartoon.

Jiang Guang was standing in front of him with a respectful attitude. He bent over and called out, "Old Wang—"

When Yang Zimei heard this, her pupils shrank again.

It turned out that this weird-looking old man was really Wang Zeyuan.

It has been many years since Wang Zeyuan abdicated, and he has not appeared in the media in recent years. In addition, Yang Zimei was still young and squatted on the mountain. He hadn't even watched TV, so he had no idea what Wang Zeyuan looked like. .

But, it doesn't look so weird, does it?

How did such a person hold the position of head of state before?

Wang Zeyuan's fingers that were as dry as wooden branches were playing with a bead.

Yang Zimei could see clearly that it was actually a nine-eyed dzi, a little bigger than hers.

"Old Wang, I didn't want to disturb you at first, but it was a little sudden..."

Jiang Guangzheng said as he took out the document bag from his cloth bag.

When he saw that the document bag was actually different from the one he had taken, it was another secret file, he couldn't help but startled, wondering how he could have taken it wrong.

He had to stuff the file back into his cloth bag.

Wang Zeyuan looked at him sharply, "What's the matter? Why didn't you show it to me?"

"I got it wrong, sorry."

Jiang Guangzheng was slightly embarrassed, he mustered up his courage slightly, and said to Wang Zeyuan, "Mr. Wang, do you still remember the Lotus Lake in Longze Park?"

"Um."

Wang Zeyuan responded indifferently.

"Today, a big incident happened at the Lotus Lake. Some people found that in the center of the Lotus Lake, there were many dead corpses, far or near, and the police also excavated an underground palace."

While talking, Jiang Guangzheng carefully observed Wang Zeyuan to see how he reacted.

"Oh."

There was no reaction on Wang Zeyuan's face, and he still responded vaguely.

"We also found a woman in the basement, Miss Long Caiyun who disappeared more than 20 years ago."

After Jiang Guangzheng finished speaking, he took out a black and white photo from the bag.

There were two playful little whips in the photo, and she smiled with a happy and innocent face, as if the sun in the whole world fell on her face.

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