On the street, a small car sprinted past.
There were two people sitting in the back of the car.
They were Wu Fansheng and Wu Yuandong.
Both of them were in suits and leather shoes, but they looked different.
"Dad, yesterday evening, there was a major event at the Peaceful Restaurant. The core members of the archaeological team were all mentally troubled when they were discovered. The money we put in their accounts was also returned." Wu Fansheng whispered.
"I know this. When the meeting was held yesterday, it was already spread. The bodyguards of the archaeological team evaporated from this ancient town overnight without seeing any of their traces." Wu Yuandong took a deep breath.
Wu Fansheng hesitated for a few seconds, and his chest fell together: "Dad, this matter is very similar to the Zhao Family in Q City, do you think it is possible that..."
"Shut up!" Wu Yuandong dipped roughly.
