Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 145: Only Fools Tell the Truth!_1

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Only Fools Tell the Truth!_1

Song Yunuan, of course, knew,

she had unintentionally helped him and naturally had a deep impression of it.

As soon as this was mentioned, Old Mr. Lin immediately looked worried and distressed.

Without a moment’s thought, he said, "Not yet."

The cunning rabbit has three burrows, and that old fellow is very sly.

He’s not that easy to find.

Song Yunuan immediately said, "Grandpa Lin, I know where Old Erha lives."

Old Master Lin’s eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, and he repeatedly asked, "Really? Really? Where? Where?"

"... I will go to the provincial capital the day after tomorrow and tell you in person. I know which province, city, and county he is in, it’s just that I’m not clear about his exact address. However, I’m aware of his surroundings. It’s not very convenient to discuss this over the phone; it would be best to show you in person."

Old Mr. Lin on the other end was initially stunned, then asked again, "Little Nuan, are you telling the truth?"

Song Yunuan: "Why would I lie to you for no reason, but I don’t know the specific address, so I can’t guarantee we’ll find him 100%."

Old Master Lin: "I will come to find you right away, wait for me at home."

He then asked for Song Yunuan’s home address, mentioning that it would be just him and Old Mr. Hu coming, ensuring confidentiality.

Who was Old Mr. Hu? Song Yunuan later remembered.

He was the president of the Provincial Capital Technical University.

He must have just retired.

Song Yunuan then gave her address in the county town: "My home is in Erdao River Village, Sunflower Commune. Grandpa Lin, are you coming by train or by car?"

These days, Old Mr. Lin had been unable to eat or sleep properly.

Although Old Erha was not the person who sold him the items, and even though the seller had refunded the money, he had learned from that person that Old Erha had made many forgeries.

Most of them were purchased by people like them.

But a small portion were considered fine examples among the forgeries.

Over the years, they had gradually, through various channels, found their way into several museums.

Among them was the museum in their provincial capital.

Though the provincial capital museum could not compete with Beidu Museum, it was still one of the first-class museums.

He was now retired.

However, the few artifacts that had sneaked in had done so during his tenure.

To Old Master Lin, this was like a bolt from the blue.

He didn’t care about personal honor.

What he cared about was the whereabouts of the genuine artifacts. Where were they?

With so many artifacts in the museum, it was impossible to smash each one to verify its authenticity.

So Old Erha was crucial.

Because only Old Erha knew which ones he had made.

He had heard that Yao Hai from Beidu had also been looking for Old Erha before going in.

Now, there was a secret investigation underway.

Compared to this, the money he was swindled out of didn’t seem so important.

Old Mr. Lin eagerly said, "Little Nuan, don’t talk about this with anyone else for now, I’ll contact a car right away and set off in a moment."

If the car drives fast, they should be able to arrive by ten o’clock tonight.

"...Come to Second Grandfather’s House in Pine Tree Alley, I’m here right now," she added casually. "By the way, my grandfather’s name is Ji Huai."

She once again reminded, "Grandpa Lin, take it slow on the road and be safe."

On the other end, Old Master Lin was so anxious to hang up the phone and contact a car.

After giving a grunt of acknowledgment, he suddenly asked Song Yunuan, "Your second grandfather’s name is... Ji Huai?"

"Yes, that’s my second grandfather’s name."

"Is he Old Mr. Ji, the dean of Beidu Medical College?"

"Now that you mention it, he must be."

There was a moment of silence on the other end before he immediately said, "Little Nuan, we’ll talk when we see each other later."

Song Yunuan obediently agreed.

After hanging up the phone, she found her grandfather standing at the door.

Song Yunuan immediately said, "Grandpa Lin is retired from the Provincial Capital Museum, and the one who came with him is Grandpa Hu, who has just retired from the Provincial Capital Technical University."

"Is this the Grandpa Hu you brought Asheng to meet last time when you went to the provincial capital?"

"Yes, they’re the ones."

"How do you know about Old Erha?"

Song Yunuan chuckled, "Second Grandfather, you know about him too."

Old Mr. Ji really couldn’t put his mind at ease and asked again, "Do you really know that Old Erha or whatever?"

He then inquired, "How do you know about it?"

Song Yunuan blinked earnestly and said, "Second Grandfather, my big brother figured it out, but we can’t talk about it. He’s still in school and shouldn’t get involved in superstitious practices, so you must keep it a secret."

Old Mr. Ji looked at Song Yunuan with an expression that was hard to describe.

Forget it, not telling the truth is the right thing to do.

Only idiots tell the truth!

Song Yunuan then carefully instructed, "Second Grandfather, my big brother said that when you leave Nanshan and head back to Beidu, I have to follow."

Old Mr. Ji looked at Song Yunuan with surprise, "Are you going to Beidu for schooling?"

"No, I’m escorting you guys back to Beidu. I’ll stay for a few days, but then I’ll come back."

Old Master Ji didn’t ask why Song Yunuan wanted to follow him back to Beidu; he simply told her, "Have your Uncle Xiao Dizi take you to Director Niu’s house."

So, Director Niu saw Song Yunuan again.

But they didn’t speak at home.

Uncle Xiao Dizi was someone who could make himself at home anywhere. Then he casually strolled outside and eventually stood under a big tree.

Song Yunuan directly said, "Director Niu, you know that Du Zhenhai has relatives in Beidu, right?"

Director Niu’s face turned sour, and he said, "Of course, I know."

"If Du Zhenhai comes back unharmed, he will find all sorts of ways to torment you to death."

Director Niu was startled, "Really?"

"You ruined his plans; if he gets a chance to get back on his feet, how could he let you off?"

Director Niu glanced at Old Mr. Ji’s smiling young disciple standing beside him and then looked at Song Yunuan, "So what do you suggest I do?"

"It mainly depends on what you think, but keeping Du Zhenhai down won’t be easy."

Director Niu thought for a moment, then clenched his teeth and stamped his foot, "I have evidence in my hands."

That’s to be expected. A smart person like Director Niu wouldn’t leave himself without leverage.

Song Yunuan clapped her small hands and exclaimed, "There you go!"

She then said meaningfully, "Director Niu, oftentimes, if you step back, the other person won’t just leave it at that. You might as well take the initiative and remember, no one can cover the sky with one hand."

Director Niu was naturally not stupid; on the contrary, he was quite sharp, as suited his position.

Even though that’s the current state of Du Zhenhai.

But what if his relatives in Beidu lend a hand?

Then Du Zhenhai would come back and the first one he’d deal with would be himself.

He might resort to some dirty tricks.

That man has a bad heart and even worse character. Everyone understood what Old Mr. Ji meant.

Actually, this was also one of the pieces of evidence.

His connections in Nanshan County Town were not bad, but they couldn’t compare with Du Zhenhai’s.

Better to put his full support behind one side.

That is, the young girl who came especially to find him.

He nodded, "I know what to do, and I’ve wanted to do it for a long time."

"Director Niu, you have to be confident in yourself. You are hardworking and diligent, earnestly trying to do your best for the people. Isn’t that why you strive, to be able to serve the people better? And besides, don’t you want to climb another step?"

Director Niu looked at Song Yunuan.

His mouth opened and closed.

Little girl, you really have a way with words.

But he knew what he had to do...

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