He was sitting on the sofa in his black bathrobe, a cigarette burning between his fingers. The green smoke made him feel heavy and gloomy, and from the unflicking ashes of the cigarette, he could tell that he had been sitting there for a long time.

"If you want to speed up the investigation, I think you'd better talk to someone."

"Who?"

"Tang Bai Sheng...!"

"Say that again?"

"If I'm not wrong, perhaps your father knows something."

The falcon's words resonated in Tang Tai Si's ears.

Twenty-two years ago, his mother died on his tenth birthday.

As the only son of a great Tang Group, Tang Bai Sheng's birthday banquet was naturally hosted in a grand and grand manner.

The table was packed and crowded.

Dressed in a small suit, he was enjoying the blessings of a future dictator.

He would always remember a beautiful woman in a gorgeous black dress, black high heels, and a black jeweled ring with a mysterious totem. She would hand him a beautifully wrapped gift box and say to him in a pleasant voice, "Happy birthday, child!"

He wanted to see what the woman looked like, but she was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and a veil that covered her face, and all he could see was that he was wearing dark red lipstick, so eerie and frightening.

Yes, a ten year old Tang Tai Si already had the demeanor of a king, but when facing this woman, he still showed fear.

Although he really didn't want to receive this gift, the powerful pressure and deterrence that the woman displayed made it impossible for him to refuse her. All he could do was to respectfully accept it.

The woman did not say anything else, but patted his head before turning around and leaving.

Before he could regain his senses after seeing that the woman had left, he heard his mother call out to him.

"Taisi, Taisi, what are you doing?"

Tang Tai Si turned his head around and saw his mother, who was dressed in a blue dress, walking quickly towards him.

In Tang Tai Si's memories, his mother was a gentle woman. She was very gentle, and had almost never seen her angry towards anyone, or show any sort of weird emotion. However, it was the first time he saw her flustered expression that day.

The gentle, virtuous and elegant mother walked over to Tang Tai Si and looked at the box in his hands, "Wa, I received another gift. Who gave this to you? "Did you give someone else a chance …"

Before the word 'thank' could be used, a black Mandala totem on the box had already caught his attention.

Immediately, her expression changed drastically.

Tang Tai Si asked with doubt in his voice, "Mommy, Mommy, what's wrong?"

Without saying anything further, Warm grabbed the box in his hand and ran away.

Tang Tai Si shouted loudly, "Mommy, where are you going?"

"Don't come over, go look for Father!" Warmth had a look of fear on his face. Just as he was about to turn around, she said, "Tai Si, take good care of your father. Remember to live well. Don't take revenge, don't hate him!"

How could the ten-year-old Tang Tai Si understand the meaning behind his mother's words? However, the child's sensitive nature allowed him to know that something had happened.

Thus, he ran towards the direction of Tang Bai Sheng who was in the middle of a conversation with a crowd.

"Daddy, Daddy, Mommy, she …"

Before Tang Tai Si could finish his words, he heard the sound of an explosion coming from the thatched cottage not far away.

This sudden scene left everyone dumbfounded. Immediately, the entire birthday banquet fell into chaos.

When the fire brigade came to put out the fire, the warmth was long dead.

At that time, this case was extremely sensational in the Yancheng.

But it was a headless case.

Tang Tai Si was the only one who had witnessed the culprit, but based on the information he provided, there was no way to search.

Thus, without any other choice, Tang Bai Sheng could only call it an accident.

But Tang Tai Si knew clearly that this was not an accident, but the enemy seeking revenge, and the enemy had wanted to kill someone who was originally him. It was his mother who saved him.

Tang Tai Si had never told Tang Bai Sheng the truth behind this matter, nor did he dare to look at him directly, which was to the extent that after he was able to become independent, he had moved out of the Tang Family. The reason he did this was only because he felt guilty and guilty in his heart when he faced Tang Bai Sheng, because his mother died because of him.

All these years, Tang Tai Si had also sent people to look for the woman with the black gemstone totem ring and the black nail polish on her body, but they all came up empty-handed. Just when he was about to uncover the truth and lose hope, the falcon suddenly told him that the person who killed his mother and the person who killed Gu Zi Jin could be the same person.

However, what made Tang Tai Si's heart skip a beat was the falcon's last sentence, which was … Could his father have known about his mother's death?

Twenty-two years ago, when his mother had died, the two of them had been almost tacitly silent about his mother, but both of them knew that this was a sensitivity deep in their hearts that they could not touch.

Now, the falcon had told him that his father might know about his mother's death and had asked him to talk to him.

Tang Tai Si wasn't just a little bit stunned, he was completely and utterly stupefied.

When Tang Tai Si came back to his senses, the sky was already bright.

But what brought her back from her endless memories was the ringing of her mobile phone.

Just as the call connected, Bai Mu's voice came out.

"tang ge, is today's journey going to be as planned or …"

Bai Mu spoke in an exceptionally careful manner, afraid that he would step on a lightning bolt.

"As planned."

After saying that, Tang Tai Si immediately hung up the phone and walked towards the bathroom.

At this time, Bai Mu and Mo Han had already started waiting there while driving the latest Aston Martin.

Yesterday afternoon, after Tang Tai Si threw the Miss Shen into the carriage, he had directly drove Bai Mu and Mo Han out of the car, and then drove away. Just as Bai Mu thought that he could take a vacation, he called the administration office, saying that his car was parked in the middle of the road.

Immediately, his heart ached and his body spasmed in pain.

Why?

Tens of millions of cars were in a mess, filled with the smell of vomit after drinking wine. If it was you, wouldn't you feel heartache? And the door opens...

Suddenly, Bai Mu wanted to shout out loud: "Master, even if we have money, we shouldn't be defeated in such a way, right?"

He wanted to cry, but there were no tears.

The time he was waiting for was always boring, so Bai Mu started to play the game of wager with Mo Han again.

"Mo Han, do you think that there will be one or two people coming out from the elevator?" Bai Mu had a perverted look on his face when he heard this.

Mo Han: It's none of your business!

Bai Mu ignored Mo Han's self-deprecation and said: "You said that tang ge had a few rounds with him last night!"

Mo Han: It's none of your business!

"tang ge has been restrained for eight years, I'm really afraid that he would relax too much during this period of time. Do you want to find Zhu Yong to get him some pills?"

Mo Han:...

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