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Lu Nianci's seemingly naive but actually incredibly sharp question was like a poisoned steel needle, piercing deeply into Gu Wanjun and Lin Huilan's bloody wounds.

The living room fell into a deathly silence.

The atmosphere instantly became oppressive and suffocating, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Zhou Yayun quietly tugged at Lu Nianci's sleeve under the table, signaling her to stop asking questions.

But Lu Nianci seemed not to notice.

She continued to gaze intently at the two elderly people before her, who were mired in immense grief, with her clear and stubborn eyes.

She needs to know the truth.

This is not only about Gu Wangbei's safety, but also about her and the future fate of the entire Lu family.

For a long, long time.

Gu Wanjun finally snapped out of his endless grief and anger.

He took a deep breath, and a soldier's steely resolve and ruthlessness appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Child, if you want to know, then I will tell you."

His voice was deep and hoarse, like two rusty pieces of iron rubbing against each other.

"Three years ago, that wasn't an accident at all!"

"It was a premeditated, despicable...murder!"

The word "murder" was squeezed out slowly and deliberately from between the teeth of this founding father.

The overwhelming hatred contained within made the temperature in the entire living room seem to drop several degrees!

Although Lu Zhenguo and Lu Xingzhou had already learned this shocking secret from General He, their hearts still trembled uncontrollably when they heard Gu Wanjun say those two words with their own ears!

"Three years ago, my son Gu Changkong, who is also Wang Bei's father, had just completed a top-secret research and development mission for a new type of fighter jet."

Gu Wanjun slowly recounted that long-buried, bloody past.

His voice was calm, but beneath that calm tone lay a thunderous rage that seemed to erupt like a volcano!

"That plane represents ten years of hard work by him and his entire team!"

"Its performance was a whole generation ahead of any other country in the world at the time!"

"It is a national treasure that enables China to truly stand tall among the nations of the world!"

"It is the sharpest...sword that allows us to stand against those wolves and tigers who are determined to destroy us!"

Gu Wanjun's tone was full of pride and arrogance.

But soon, that pride was replaced by endless sorrow.

"According to the original plan, Chang Kong would personally pilot the prototype aircraft that carries the hopes of the entire country from the secret research and development base in the south back to the capital to give a report and demonstration to the central leaders."

That should have been the most glorious moment of his life.

"But……"

Gu Wanjun's voice choked with emotion.

His cloudy old eyes welled up with tears again.

"On the night before he was to depart, he suddenly received a top-secret order from the capital."

"The instructions required him to change course, detour to a secret coordinate point, and meet an 'important person'."

"And the person who gave the order..."

Gu Wanjun paused, then raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Lu Xingzhou!

"That's the mole you were urgently recalled to investigate—the one lurking in the highest echelons of our military!"

"Code name: 'Water Ghost'!"

Lu Xingzhou's tall and straight body suddenly trembled!

His cold pupils suddenly contracted!

original……

It turns out these two things are the same thing!

"Although Chang Kong had his doubts, military orders are absolute."

"He still carried out the order."

"Moreover, in order to appease his wife, who harbored resentment due to their long-term separation, and his young son, he made a decision that he would regret for the rest of his life."

"He took the mother and child with him and boarded that plane bound for death..."

Gu Wanjun could no longer continue speaking.

He closed his eyes in anguish, tears streaming down his wrinkled face.

Lin Huilan, who was standing to the side, was already sobbing uncontrollably.

She held her bewildered grandson tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to cry out all the tears she had in her life.

The living room was deathly silent, with only the suppressed cries of the two elderly people audible.

Lu Nianci's heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

She finally understood.

I understand everything now.

That was a meticulously planned, double-edged scheme!

That mole, codenamed "Water Ghost," not only wanted to destroy that crucial national asset that could change the fate of the country!

He also wanted to get rid of Gu Changkong, our country's top aircraft designer!

That so-called "top secret instruction" was nothing but a complete trap!

That so-called "important person" doesn't exist at all!

The only thing that exists is a time bomb that was already planted on the plane!

"And...what happened next?"

Lu Nianci spoke with difficulty, breaking the suffocating silence.

"later……"

Lin Huilan raised her tear-streaked face and continued in a voice filled with endless hatred, "The plane exploded when it flew over a deserted mountainous area on the border of Henan and Hubei provinces."

"The military dispatched a search and rescue team of tens of thousands of people and conducted a comprehensive search that lasted for six months."

"But in the end, all they found were some plane wreckage and Chang Kong's body, which was already burned beyond recognition."

"But my daughter-in-law and my grandson Wangbei have disappeared without a trace, neither alive nor dead."

"Everyone thought they had been reduced to ashes in that explosion."

"We have even erected cenotaphs for them."

"But we don't believe it!"

Suddenly, an astonishing power erupted from Lin Huilan's frail body!

"I can't believe my daughter-in-law and my grandson are gone!"

"Over the past three years, we have mobilized all of the Gu family's connections and resources to search for them across the country and even the world!"

"We sent out countless plainclothes officers to every place where they might be found to gather information."

"But all of them disappeared without a trace, without any news."

"until……"

Lin Huilan cast her gaze, filled with boundless gratitude, at Lu Nianci.

"Until Zhenguo sent that telegram that filled us with ecstatic joy!"

"We just realized that our Wangbei is still alive!"

"He's not dead!"

"He was saved by an angelic young lady!"

The truth has finally come to light.

Lu Nianci finally connected all the clues.

It is highly likely that Gu Wangbei's mother did not die on the spot after the plane crash.

She crawled out of the plane wreckage, carrying her equally badly injured son.

Then, relying on his tenacious will to survive, he managed to survive with great difficulty in that desolate, deep mountain forest.

But how long could she, a weak woman with no strength to even kill a chicken, and carrying a seriously injured child, hold on?

In the end, she collapsed.

Before she died, she used her last bit of strength to hang the most precious jade pendant she owned, which represented the family's honor, around her son's neck.

Then he hid him in a relatively safe cave.

Young Gu Wangbei witnessed the bloody scene of the plane explosion and his mother's tragic death.

The immense fear and stimulation caused him to develop a severe stress disorder.

He forgot everything.

I forgot my own name.

They forgot about their home.

I've also forgotten how to speak.

Like a wounded little animal, he huddled alone in that cold cave, waiting for death to come.

Until he was discovered by villagers who went into the mountains to hunt.

After that, for reasons unknown, he was targeted by human traffickers again.

Finally, on that snowy night, she was found by Lu Nianci, who was also on the run, in that dilapidated temple...

At this moment, the gears of fate meshed perfectly together.

Behind every seemingly coincidental event lies an inevitable cause and effect.

"So... has the aunt's body been found?"

Lu Nianci asked softly.

Lin Huilan shook her head sadly.

"no."

"Perhaps it was caused by wild animals in the mountains..."

She couldn't continue.

A sorrowful silence fell over the living room once again.

Just then, Gu Wangbei, who had been sitting quietly in Lin Huilan's lap, suddenly pointed at Lu Nianci and said in a clear child's voice, "Sister."

Then he pointed to his chest.

"Looking north."

Finally, he reached out his little hand and held Lu Nianci's hand tightly.

"Sister, look north, home."

His meaning was very clear.

It was her older sister who gave Wangbei a home.

This simple yet pure sentence, like the warmest ray of sunshine, instantly dispelled all the gloom and sadness in the living room.

It completely melted the hearts of everyone present.