"Hey, old man," Lin Mu said flippantly,
"This is the 708th ti I’ve warned you, call Grandpa, no more calling old man!"
"Yes, old man!" Lin Mu replied for the 709th ti,
"Ugh..."
Old Lin was also at his wit’s end. It seems in this lifeti, he might not see the day when Lin Mu voluntarily calls him Grandpa!
"The 709th ti..." the old man warned viciously.
"Yes, Grandpa," Lin Mu quickly corrected himself, "By the way, did you find anything wrong with that Black Chicken Painting?"
"No!" the old man replied outright,
What the hell, no ans no, you didn’t have to be so direct. If you really found sothing wrong, it would prove you’re capable and you’d have so confidence, but you haven’t found the secret yet, where’s your confidence coming from?
However, Lin Mu didn’t dare to overstep, "Old man, uh no, Grandpa, without discovering any secrets in the painting, it’s hard for to proceed to the next plan! It also makes it difficult to control the Zombie Gang’s next moves and plans!"
"I got it!" the old man said confidently, "I’ve already contacted the military intelligence departnt. They’ll send soone to help you investigate. The painting isn’t with , so I can’t give any clear instructions or orders. Just sit tight and wait for them to arrive!"
"Do they know the address of Yunhai Mansion?"
"Yes!"
In Wancheng, besides soone new like Lin Mu, who wouldn’t be able to find the world-famous Yunhai Mansion?
"Will they really co?" Lin Mu asked casually,
"Kid, don’t you believe in my influence? Do you know how I managed to handle an entire battalion by myself back in the day?"
Damn, a hero doesn’t brag about past glories, especially since Lin Mu wasn’t even born back then, so there’s no way to verify if the old man is as legendary as his stories suggest.
"Alright, I’ll trust you this ti. So how do I get in touch with them?"
"You don’t need to contact them; I’ve already given them your phone number. They’ll reach out to you, and you just wait there calmly!"
"Really, don’t stand up, okay?"
"You little rascal, the people I trust are all at the rank of Sergeant First Class or higher. When have I ever stood you up? Don’t you trust my influence? Back in the day, I handled a whole battalion of enemies all by myself..."
"Damn, here we go again, this old man..."
Lin Mu said as he held the phone a ter away from his ear. Every ti the old man bragged, he would drift off to talking about World War II from decades ago. You could say this old man can really yak, and over ti, Lin Mu’s ears had practically grown calloused from it.
Estimating that the old man was almost done showing off, Lin Mu put the phone back to his ear, "Grandpa, you’re really right, okay, now that you’re done, we’ll do as you say. I’ve got to go, bye-bye now..."
Lin Mu finished his words and, without waiting for the old man to finish, decisively hung up the phone. He didn’t have the leisure to chatter with this old guy!
"What did Grandpa Lin say?" Sophie asked,
"The old man said he’s contacted the South China Military Region’s special forces intelligence departnt based in Wancheng, and asked them to send specialists to help us uncover the secrets of that painting!"
"So when do you think they could arrive?"
"Should be soon. I know the old man is always quick to act. If two phone calls don’t get things done, he’d probably be so anxious he’d wet his pants!"
"Really..." Sophie found Lin Mu’s words an exaggeration,
"It’s true, I grew up with the old man, and I’ve often seen his pants wet after getting things done, especially after dealing with those pretty ladies..."
"Enough..."
Sophie was already blushing and scolded Lin Mu to stop his tirade.
Just then, Lin Mu’s phone rang with a chiming tone. The caller ID showed a local number, likely the special forces intelligence departnt ntioned by the old man!
"See, they’re here!"
Lin Mu shook his phone at Sophie.
Pressing the answer button, Lin Mu greeted the other party politely,
"Hello, I’m the bodyguard of the CEO at Yunhai Mansion... Lin Mu!"
Lin Mu deliberately dragged out his introduction at the beginning, then rapidly spat out the last few words, creating a comical effect, at least making Sophie burst into laughter.
"I’m the designated special investigator, I’m already at the door, please tell your current location!"
"Oh, that was quick!"
Lin Mu couldn’t help but admire the other party’s speed, "We’re on the top floor, you can take the elevator straight up, and we’ll have soone to greet you at the door."
"Alright, I’ll be there right away!"
Sophie imdiately dialed the internal line, "Xiaowan, keep an eye on the surveillance, we have a guest coming up, please help with the reception!"
"Yes, CEO!"
Sophie hung up the phone, speaking to herself, "I hope he can uncover the secrets in that painting!"
A few minutes later, Su Xiaowan led two unfamiliar young n to the CEO’s office and knocked on the door,
"CEO, the guests have arrived!"
"Okay, please have a seat!" Sophie invited the guests warmly,
Lin Mu stood up from the sofa opposite and was just about to greet the two travel-worn young n, when he recognized a familiar face.
"Damn, it’s a small world!"
Lin Mu sighed as he saw Xiong Jian’s equally dark face similar to his own.
Xiong Jian also recognized Lin Mu, thinking it’s no wonder this guy is so competent, turns out he’s the bodyguard of the Su Family’s CEO, his skills are naturally not bad.
"We are the designated investigators of the painting’s secrets, are you Lin Mu?"
"Yes, looks like Dongguan is not such a big city, huh? Running into you everywhere!" Lin Mu joked,
"Yes, yes, didn’t expect you to be Elder Lin’s grandson, no wonder your skills are amazing!"
"So you two already know each other?" Sophie stepped forward elegantly and said.
"Oh, we know each other, we know each other, he’s Xiaoxiao’s brother, Xiong Jian!"
Lin Mu answered quickly, afraid that Xiong Jian might reveal his relationship with Xiong Xiaoxiao in front of Sophie, which would definitely give him away!
"So you’re Xiaoxiao’s brother, great to et you!" Sophie politely extended her hand.
"Hello." Xiong Jian also shook hands with Sophie gentlemanly.
Lin Mu stepped forward and patted Xiong Jian on the shoulder, "Hey, can you find out the secret in the painting?"
"I can’t, but he can." Xiong Jian smiled and pointed to the middle-aged man who accompanied him, who looked scholarly and knowledgeable, "Let introduce you, his na is Zhang Wenhai, he’s the captain of our South China Military Region’s Intelligence Battalion, and he’s here specifically to investigate the painting’s secrets."
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