Train to Another World.

Chapter 232 Showdown
Just as Li Zhuoguang was watching Xier trying to seize Huang Shiren, his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was a call from his former colleague.

Li Zhuoguang answered the phone, and a familiar but tired voice came from the other end: "Hello, is this Zhuoguang? This is Lu Yao."

Lu Yao is the nephew and assistant of Li Zhuoguang's former boss Lao Jin. Although he entered the company through Lao Jin's connections, no one had any objections to him because he had been kept by Lao Jin as an assistant since he entered the company.

Moreover, Lao Jin's requirements for him are stricter than those for anyone else.

"Old man, what do you want from me?"

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that the auction of your gemstone is now under my control."

Usually, whenever Li Zhuoguang called him old-fashioned, Lu Yao would correct him with great care, but this time he was a little abnormal: "What happened?"

"My uncle, he, is missing." Lu Yao's voice was very low.

A terrifying rage burst out from Li Zhuoguang's body, which lasted only for a moment before he suppressed it. However, because of this moment, all the animals within a ten-mile radius around him had a momentary blank in their minds, and no matter what they were doing before, they all stopped.

Although human perception is relatively slow, one can still feel the hairs on the back stand up.

"Or are they the same as before?"

"Yes."

"Lu Yao, forget about the gem. Resign immediately. It would be best if you leave this city."

Lu Yao smiled bitterly. "That was my original plan, but I thought you could lend a helping hand to the company in a critical moment, and I can't just go back on your word. To be honest, I called you this time just to confirm if you were still there. I was afraid you had disappeared, too."

"What time is it?! Why do you care whether the company goes bankrupt or not? The company is not yours. Why do you work so hard for the little money you earn every month?"

“…The company is owned by my family.”

Wow, Li Zhuoguang said, "Wow, you are the rich second generation who is experiencing life." No wonder Lao Jin took him to his side. Apart from his own elders, which senior executive dared to be so arrogant to him?

"Even if it's yours, it's in this situation now, so just close it temporarily. Just consider it as my withdrawal of the commission."

"Oh, I'm sorry I couldn't help you with that. I'll send the gems to you tomorrow."

"Where did Lao Jin disappear?"

"In his office."

"Wait for me downstairs in the company tomorrow. I'll come get the gem and take a look at it."

"No one dares to stay in the company now. I am working from home now. I advise you not to go."

"It's okay. I'm just taking a look downstairs. I won't go in."

"...Okay then. I'll wait for you downstairs at the company tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Li Zhuoguang was filled with murderous intent. What on earth could this thing have snatched someone away right under his nose? Li Zhuoguang was determined to find it, chop it into pieces, and throw it into the Crimson Universe.

Before he could work out a strategy to lure the snake out of its hole, his cell phone rang again. It was Wang Hong.

Li Zhuoguang answered the phone, and a trembling voice came from the other end of the line: "Mr. Conductor, something might have happened here."

Li Zhuoguang's eyes narrowed slightly: "What's the matter?"

"Do you remember what I said, that my husband wanted to recommend a clerk in my store to work with the previous conductor?"

"I remember that the conductor gave a few places, and then Zhang Xiaocui and three others passed the test, but they all disappeared in the end."

"Yes, those who did not pass the test at that time came back."

"Huh?! Don't your husband and his family have any way to erase their memories? They didn't even deal with the people who knew about it back then?"

"Well, they believe in their own abilities, so they don't take these people too seriously."

Li Zhuoguang pinched his swollen eyebrows and asked, "What do these people know?" "They don't know much. My husband only taught them the "Turning Sky Palm". Two of them have never given up practicing over the years. It seems that they have learned something, so they came back to find it?"

Li Zhuoguang continued her words: "Because your husband is not here, you can't suppress their greed?"

"It was like this at the beginning, but then..." Wang Hong's voice began to tremble.

"What happened next?"

"They were all dead. Because they had worked for me before and had come to my place before they died, the police came to investigate."

"How did they die?"

"The police didn't reveal it, but I found out through my own channels. The two men were riding their motorcycles on the road when their heads were cut off by a sharp weapon, suspected to be a steel wire. But the case has not been closed or reported yet, so I'm afraid it's not that simple."

"Tell me exactly how they came to see you."

Wang Hong calmed down her emotions, organized her words a bit, and then told the story of what happened before. Li Zhuoguang's brows furrowed as he listened, and he felt that young people nowadays didn't know how their brains worked.

"Do they think your husband and the train conductor are from the ancient martial arts family or hidden sect that only appear in novels?"

"Yes."

"They also threatened you that they would go to the relevant authorities."

"Yes."

"Is there a CS store near the crime scene?"

"Ah? I...I'll check the map right away."

"Yes, but it's a bit far, about ten kilometers."

"Okay, I know the details. Contact me if you have anything else."

After putting down the phone, Li Zhuoguang sat up from the bed, pondered for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly: "What is this?"

Li Zhuoguang walked out of the room and saw that his father was still awake and reading a paper in the living room. When he saw Li Zhuoguang coming out, he put down the paper in his hand, pointed to the peeled apples in the fruit bowl on the table, and asked, "Are you thirsty? I just peeled an apple, do you want to eat it?"

Li Zhuoguang sat down on the sofa, picked up a piece of apple, and looked at the bag that contained the apples. There was a CS logo printed on it, but there was no CS in Chengdu. Li Zhuoguang ate the apple and said casually, "I had a dream. I dreamed of a train. It was not the kind we are sitting on now, but more like an old-fashioned steam train.

The interior of the carriage was elegantly decorated, with leather seats, red cedar tables, velvet-covered walls, and brass kerosene lamps for lighting, but there was no fire burning in the lamps.”

Father Li took off his glasses and looked at Li Zhuoguang with a half-smile: "You won't use the sword to chop me this time?"

"Dad, you've been in the car too."

Father Li smiled and said, "Yes, I did, and I almost became a train conductor."

"How did you get off the bus?"

"At that time, we tried every means to destroy the Dragon God and weaken its power, so we could naturally find a way to get away from it."

"So, you and Zhang Xiaocui are teammates?"

Father Li shook his head and said, "Yes, seniors. We are passengers of a higher class than them. If we hadn't weakened the train, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy for them to destroy the core."

Li Zhuoguang smiled bitterly: "I don't know what to ask for the moment, why don't you tell me everything you know."

Father Li smiled and said, "I got on the train later. Why don't you let the conductor tell you?"

"Conductor? Who?"

"Of course it's me." Li's mother's voice came from behind.

(What kind of dungeon would you like to see next? Leave a message here. If there is one that is suitable and I am familiar with, I will write it. If not, I will choose one myself.)
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