I stared at the other person with a half - smile. After meeting my gaze, the other person first shrank his neck, then puffed out his chest guiltily.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
I stared into his eyes. "Uncle was accompanied by you when he bought things at the auction, wasn't he?"
I heard from Fatty that he got this photo from a friend, and the servant beside Uncle was this guy.
Fatty glanced at the several servants on high alert beside him, crossed his legs, and said with a half - smile, "It seems these guys aren't going to tell you the truth. But it doesn't matter. As long as they're not afraid of something happening to their boss, we don't care."
Of course, I couldn't really let anything happen to my uncle. But these servants looked so dishonest. If I didn't make them pay a price, how could they be obedient?
I didn't care. I would expose this matter to the main branch of the family. Ours was a big family. Although Uncle was in charge of the family's power now, he wasn't the only one with power.
I always knew nothing about family affairs. In the past, I definitely wouldn't have been affected by Uncle. But because of what Uncle did before, I had to do something about this matter.
Before, we almost died underground. Uncle pretended I didn't know anything. I didn't know what his plan was, but obviously, these servants knew.
"I've always been curious. Uncle couldn't do everything by himself. Who exactly mailed that broken bottle?"
I stared into the young servant's eyes. The young servant shrank his neck and finally sighed. "Fine. Since you've said so much, I won't hide it anymore. Yes, it was us who mailed the thing according to the boss's order."
"But the boss also had his difficulties. I hope you don't take it too seriously."
I thought to myself that of course I wouldn't tell them the truth. Uncle must have had his reasons for doing such things behind my back. I was his nephew. He wouldn't be so cruel to his own family, would he? So I must find out what was going on.
The young man probably clearly understood that this matter couldn't be hidden. He finally sighed. "I hope you can think this matter through carefully."
The young man stared into my eyes, gritted his teeth, and finally told me the truth.
We followed this attentive young man beside Uncle to the secret room.
"My name is A Jin. I'm the boss's attendant. I've been with the boss for many years. Since my father disappeared, I've been following the boss. So I know something about this matter."
"I'm the one who mailed that bottle with the broken leaves."
A Jin's words shocked me greatly. "Then what's your relationship with Uncle A Wang?"
Hearing the name A Wang, A Jin's face instantly became strange. He moved his lips and finally couldn't help but say, "He's my father."
"What? Uncle A Wang is actually your father?" I couldn't help but exclaim. How could this be?
A Jin sighed, wiped the sweat off his face, and lowered his head. There was a look of confusion in his drooping eyelids.
"My father went on a business trip for the boss many years ago. He went to a mountain in the south. It was said that he went to collect something for the boss. Unexpectedly, he never came back."
I had never heard Uncle mention this matter before. But it was normal for people in this line of work not to come back.
"What happened later? What on earth happened to Uncle A Wang?"
I didn't tell A Jin about the finger I received. Obviously, A Jin still had feelings for his father.
A Jin shook his head, his face full of confusion. "I never heard the boss talk about my father again. But it doesn't matter. I was thrown to the boss when I was a child. The boss raised me. I'll do whatever he asks me to do."
I really admired Uncle's way of training people. This guy turned a good young man into a loyal lackey.
I sighed and didn't say what was on my mind. Fatty beside me didn't care about this at all. He directly said sarcastically, "Oh, hey. You're really not picky at all. Haven't you ever thought that your father might have been killed by this good uncle of yours? Although Uncle is a big shot in the circle, but his most capable subordinate died. Aren't you shocked?"
"Who told you my father is dead?"
To our surprise, after Fatty said this, the first one to refute was A Jin. A Jin stared at us strangely.
"Although he's missing, he's not dead."
"How do you know whether Uncle A Wang is dead or not?"
I thought to myself that the finger was right there. Which normal person could still be alive after having their finger cut off and left for so long?
Poor kid. Could it be that he was deceived by my uncle? After all, he was my own uncle. I felt a bit guilty.
The servant sighed, took out a bunch of keys, and led us into a secret room under the silent gazes of the servants beside him.
When the dark door was opened, a room that had been sealed for a long time was exposed in front of us. I frowned looking at this place that was like a secret room. I smelled the smell of accumulated dust at the tip of my nose.
The lights in the dark space were slowly turned on. It was a file room. I thought I would see all kinds of strange antiques in Uncle's secret room, but unexpectedly, I saw several sealed file bags.
I took two steps forward, reached out and took down the file bag. I saw some strange photos inside. The photos scattered on the ground. A Jin beside me didn't try to stop me. Instead, he stared at me with a complicated look.
"Do you know? For all these years, the boss has been looking for the secrets of the previous generation. Don't blame him. He just hopes that you can help him find the key to unlock the secret, so he did this."
I sneered. Of course, I knew Uncle wouldn't let me die. But it wouldn't feel good to be calculated by the closest person behind my back.
Moreover, that shop was the painstaking effort left by my father. Although I wasn't very promising, that shop was a business that had been in operation for many years. It was unreasonable for him to set it on fire just like that.
Probably seeing my gaze was too insistent, the servant added, "Uncle didn't set fire to the shop. You know how many people in our family don't like Uncle. And you're Uncle's most valued nephew. Naturally, they set their sights on you."
I frowned and sized up the other person's expression. Seeing that he was looking at me seriously, I snorted and decided to take it as true for now.
Uncle had no children and was unmarried. It was said that he had once been married, but later his wife divorced him for some unknown reason. So I was indeed more like a son to Uncle.
"Can you stop lying to our young master?"