Wealthy Chapter 158

The upstairs is divided into several private rooms, all of which are adjacent to the street and have a view of the street outside. On the other side of the corridor is a very small theatre, a few children are sitting in the audience under the theatre playing King’s Glory, on the stage is a white haired old man with sungla*ses playing erhu, playing a very strange tune, I listened carefully for two ears and realized that what he was playing was actually the game sound effects of King’s Glory.

I almost didn’t laugh on the spot and didn’t have time to listen to a few more lines when Old Gump pushed open the door at the top of the booth and waved at me.

I entered the room, and it was just me and Lao Gan. He had the window shut tightly, and his face was so bad that I had never seen him so anxious even when he was almost killed by Liu Rong that day.

“Uncle Gan, what’s going on? Tell me slowly, is something wrong with Junran?”

“Something big has happened!” Old Gan’s hands were shaking from excitement, “There’s news back from Denmark.”

I had a jolt, it was about Han Kun! I immediately asked, “How is Uncle Han doing?”

“There’s news from Denmark. Ten kilometres from Han Kun’s hotel, they searched for a male body ……”

“What?!” I slapped the table and jumped up, “That can’t be!”

Something happened to Han Kun? This can’t be!

I had questioned Han Kun’s motives before, and then after he lost contact in Denmark, I knew that Han Kun must have been in some kind of difficult trouble, otherwise he wouldn’t have been out of contact for so long, but I never thought he would die.

I forced myself to calm down and asked in a quiet voice, “What did the local police say? I can’t go to Denmark, but the police should have issued an autopsy report, why none of them, and is the mercenary you hired reliable or not? Are there any photos to send back.”

Unlike Old Gump, I didn’t know much about the business world, but life and death was something I used to think about every day, so I calmed down instead.

“The mercenaries called the police when they found out, the police have finished the autopsy and the autopsy report has been generated, they wanted to announce it, but we used tactics to force it down. Now this news only me and you know, other even Mao Kai they do not know ……”

“I want to see the autopsy report.” I said through clenched teeth.

I couldn’t believe that Uncle Han had died just like that!

Old Gan was in a difficult position, “I know you and Han Law had a good relationship, do you really want to read it? He walked away in pain, he should have been tortured before he died.”

“I want to see it!” I said word for word, controlling my anger, “I want to confirm with my own eyes that it’s Uncle Han, I don’t believe he’ll be okay!”

I knew I was being self-deceptive, and with the autopsy report out, the identity should be pretty much confirmed, but I didn’t believe it!

Old Gan had expected me to read it and had already brought the autopsy report with him, so he handed it to me at that moment.

When I took the autopsy report, my hands were still trembling.

The title was written in English and I guessed it was translated at some point, so Old Man wouldn’t have lied to me with it.

“They don’t have the Chinese document, the government document is the only one in English.”

“I can read it, I learned multiple foreign languages when I was in Snow Leopard.”

I flipped through the autopsy report and skimmed it quickly; the body was dressed in Uncle Han’s usual style, and papers were found on the body.

The corpse had obviously been murdered and had suffered quite a bit of torture before it died, its face was all scratched up, but the general outline looked a lot like Uncle Han’s, but people change their appearance after death and with a face wounded like that, you really couldn’t say hard and fast how much it looked like Uncle Han’s.

“This doesn’t prove it’s Uncle Han.” After reading the report, I had relaxed somewhat in my heart and threw it to Old Gan.

Old Gan froze, “Although the face can’t be seen, but the outline is probably very similar. But I also hope Han Rul is okay.”

I said, “There’s a ninety percent chance that Uncle Han is still alive. Look at the corpse, the clothes are on properly but the face is rotten.”

“It could be that his enemies hated him too much, and to be honest, Han Ruler had quite a few deadly rivals over the years, so maybe someone took advantage of his pain in Denmark to kill him.”

I shook my head, “There are two possibilities for scratching his face, one is extreme hatred and the other is not wanting people to see him. If it was extreme hatred, Uncle Han wouldn’t have been wearing such a neat suit, and if you look at the suit, it’s barely dirty, so obviously the body hadn’t struggled before, otherwise the clothes wouldn’t be so clean, not even a trace of blood. You then look at the wounds on the face, they were also made after death, people don’t get wounds like that when they are alive. The murderer killed the body first, then messed up the body’s face, then dressed the murderer in Uncle Han’s suit afterwards, then dumped it in the middle of nowhere, and thoughtfully placed an ID card next to the body, did he want people to identify the body, or didn’t he?”

Physical training was only part of the training we received in the Special Forces, and in between the training there were extensive cultural courses, which were also important skills to keep us alive in the battlefield.

A case like this would certainly not look out of place in the eyes of the general public, but it was as simple as transparent to our eyes.

If I had seen the autopsy report of a car accident more than ten years ago, I would have been able to see the problem immediately too, only that the autopsy report of the case file I had read had disappeared.

After I finished, Old Gan couldn’t speak, but quite strangely, he couldn’t see that he was excited either, instead he was still a bit nervous and his hands kept shaking.

Seeing me looking at his hands, Old Gump said, “I’m old, but what can you prove by saying this?”

“The murderer doesn’t want people to see the corpse’s face, yet he wants us to know that the corpse is Uncle Han’s, what do you think he wants?”

Old Gan was silent for a moment and said, “Someone wants us to think that Han Kun is dead.”

“There is that possibility. But that’s good news for us.”

“Hey, what kind of good news is this? I can’t support myself alone if Han Ryu doesn’t come back. Liu Rong, who’s looking over his shoulder, proposed today to sell off several of the group’s smaller companies, saying they’re not making any money anyway, so he might as well sell them off. If something happens to Han Rul at this time ……”

“Don’t worry. This is definitely good news for us. Who else would go to such lengths but Ryu Rong? Oh, but Liu Rong doing this just shows that Uncle Han is not in his hands and is safe now, otherwise Liu Rong would have just killed Uncle Han, why bother with the Gu Bu Rui Yun.”

Old Gan’s fingertips tapped on the table and I noticed he was a little annoyed.

This was strange, by rights Old Gan should be happy, didn’t he want Uncle Han alive?