"It's not that easy." Li Duojin nodded, "Many people are looking for him now, but I haven't heard any clues so far."
"Will he be able to find his family?" Chen Xiaolin speculated, "I think it's very likely."
``I thought about it, but how can I check?'' Li Duojin asked.
Hearing Li Duan's question, Chen Xiaolin smiled confidently and said, "The art industry has its own specialties. Since I was investigating this case, I have learned various aspects of this case through various channels. "I already know that Wang Kaishan Li is an artist." Before I secretly visited him, I researched him behind the scenes and discovered that he has a daughter who attends a university in the city. I knew there was a good relationship between father and daughter, so I thought I could go. Please contact my daughter. ”
Lee Dajin praised, saying, "As expected."
Later, Chen Xiaolin found the mobile phone number of Wang Kaishan's daughter, Wang Zijing, and tried to contact Wang Zijing.
To his surprise, Oji Shizuka's cell phone was connected immediately.
In response, Chen Xiaolin immediately tried to explain his purpose to the other party and explain the incident and disadvantages.
Wang Zijing himself immediately responded to the request for a meeting. She said on the phone, ``My father called me today. His tone on the phone was very strange. I'm really worried about him...''
One hundred and fifty merciful Lord
While driving to Shanghai University of Finance and Economics, Chen Xiaolin found something to talk about to avoid the stuffy atmosphere.
"Mr. Li, whose god did you open an altar in the amusement park in memory of? I don't think it's a very familiar god." Chen Xiaolin asked casually.
Li Duashen immediately put on a religious expression and said sincerely and enthusiastically: ``It is true that the general public is not familiar with it.To be precise, except for a few people in this world, they have no idea of its existence nor do they remember it.'' ”
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