Twenty years ago, my father was falsely accused of subcontracting a national treasure and died unjustly.
Twenty years later, I walked into my enemy's house to deliver goods and accidentally touched a Yuan blue and white piece——
At that moment, I saw something I shouldn't have seen.
Underground workshop. Scarface. Photos packaged and sent to Linzhou.
There is also a photo of the father and the scarred face arm in arm.
That night, I received a photo: my aunt was being watched.
Caption: "Stop checking. Otherwise you won't be taking pictures next time."
I laughed.
After twenty years, I finally know where to find him.
Lin Province Antique City, on the third floor, there is a man named "Lao Dao".
It's just that I didn't expect that after opening the door, what was waiting for me would be -
A man sitting in a wheelchair with both hands broken at the wrist.
