I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

Lu Zhixia remained calm and didn't ask what it meant at all.

She glanced at it and then took another picture of the reduced-size document.

The pocket watch compartment.

Paper creases.

Tin box.

An old handkerchief.

The confirmation video of Uncle Chen.

She took clear photos of each item, then put the thin piece of paper back into the transparent bag.

"Don't touch anything."

Lu Zhixia sealed the bag tightly, her tone steady.

"I'm only responsible for identifying the hidden compartment and retrieving the original document. You'd better have your lawyer review the contents of this compartment."

Lin Ye silently breathed a sigh of relief.

This is what makes Lu Zhixia so reassuring.

She says whatever she knows.

I won't pretend to know what I don't.

Unlike him, who was just a cemetery security guard, he has now inexplicably found himself in the bureau of a wealthy family's inheritance, and can't even find the exit button.

Gu Wantang took the transparent bag and pressed her fingertips against the opening.

She didn't mention A17 immediately.

They didn't continue asking questions in front of Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen has said everything he needed to say.

The remaining questions were clearly beyond the scope of an old man's ability to answer.

Gu Wantang looked at Uncle Chen.

"Uncle Chen, I'm taking this iron box and pocket watch with me."

Uncle Chen did not hesitate.

"It was meant for you to come and get it."

After he finished speaking, as if remembering something, he stood up, holding onto the edge of the table, and slowly walked into the inner room.

After a while, he took out an old envelope.

The envelope was yellowed, but the seal had not been broken.

There are three words written on it.

Late-blooming crabapple.

The handwriting was stiff and somewhat similar to the handwritten text at the bottom of the reduced-size document.

Gu Wantang took the envelope, her fingers pausing for a moment.

"This is……"

Uncle Chen said, "It's a letter left by the old man. He said if you decide to come back home, open it and take a look."

Lin Ye stood to the side, feeling a chill run down his spine as he listened.

Old Master Gu is truly a shrewd and calculating man.

Even after everyone's dead, they're still scheming.

Pocket watch, inner compartment, serial number, old letter, Uncle Chen.

One step leads to another.

While the living are still arguing over the will, he has already buried his trump card in Nanxi Village.

Gu Wantang put the envelope into her bag without opening it on the spot.

She simply said, "Thank you, Uncle Chen."

Uncle Chen shook his head.

"Don't thank me. It's the old man who dotes on you."

Gu Wantang lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Lin Ye wisely took half a step back towards the door.

At times like these, he should minimize his presence.

Unfortunately, Gu Wantang did not let him back out.

Lu Zhixia put the pocket watch back into the iron box and wrapped it in a soft cloth.

After she finished doing all that, she looked at Lin Ye.

"Are you going back to the cemetery?"

Lin Ye's eyes lit up.

"May I?"

Gu Wantang looked up at him.

"You want to go back?"

Lin Ye dimmed half of the light in his eyes.

"It's not that I particularly want to."

Gu Wantang picked up her bag.

"Let's go back to Qingcheng first."

Lin Ye fell silent.

This statement left him with no choice.

When they left Uncle Chen's house, Uncle Chen saw them off to the gate of the courtyard.

Gu Wantang asked the driver to leave his contact information and arranged for someone to take care of Uncle Chen's life and medical treatment later.

Uncle Chen originally wanted to refuse.

Gu Wantang only said one sentence.

"You've waited for me for so many years, now it's my turn to show my filial piety."

Uncle Chen opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't refuse anymore.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ye's impression of Gu Wantang changed a little.

Although she looks cold, she is not without warmth.

But that little bit of warmth was hidden very deeply.

Typical of someone who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

On the way back to Qingcheng, the car was quieter than it had been on the way there.

Gu Wantang arrived while investigating a clue.

Now, what she holds in her hand is a knife.

Reduced-size document.

Notary number.

Old pocket watch.

Testimony of Chen Bo.

There's also a full video recording.

When these things are put together, Gu Mingyuan's will becomes dangerous.

Lin Ye leaned against the car window, intending to close his eyes and rest.

But he couldn't sleep.

He watched the trees and fields rushing past the window, and a sense of unease crept into his heart.

He didn't make any money this time.

She even took leave from work, which disrupted her sleep.

But he felt that this was more exciting than any other time he had ever found a bargain.

He used to pick up things.

This time, what I picked up was a ticket to a wealthy family.

Upon arriving in Qingcheng, Gu Wantang did not return to the Gu family home.

She had the driver take her directly to a law firm.

Lin Ye looked up at the building.

Glass curtain wall.

Grand lobby.

The receptionist has a standard smile.

This is clearly not a place he would normally frequent.

As he walked in, he subconsciously glanced down at his shoes.

Fortunately.

These are not the old shoes I used to own.

Gu Wantang's lawyer was already waiting in the conference room.

His surname is Shen, he is in his thirties, wears gold-rimmed glasses, and speaks very quickly.

He first looked at the pocket watch, then at the miniature document, and then at the video on Gu Wantang's phone and the oral record of Uncle Chen.

After reading it, his expression turned serious.

"This notarization number is crucial."

Gu Wantang asked, "Is it possible to find out?"

Attorney Shen nodded.

"You can request access to the photocopy of the copy. You are Mr. Gu Huaizhang's direct relative and also a stakeholder in the current will dispute. We will submit your identity documents, kinship documents, a photocopy of the will released by the Gu family, Mr. Chen Guoxing's video explanation, and a video of the discovery of the pocket watch's hidden compartment."

Lin Ye sat on the edge of the conference room, trying to make his presence as inconspicuous as possible.

He only half understood what he was hearing.

But I roughly understand one thing.

They didn't just barge into the notary office with a number and bang on the table.

Instead, you submit materials, verify your identity, and follow the procedures.

This put his mind at ease.

Attorney Shen instructed his assistant to prepare the materials.

List them out one by one.

Lin Ye listened as if he were hearing a foreign language, growing more and more silent with each word.

This is a war between wealthy families, a war without gunpowder.

In the past, when he went to the scrap yard to find stamp albums, all he had to do was play a poor student who had lost his graduation materials.

To buy a snuff bottle at a flea market, all you need is a dutiful grandson to your grandfather.

Things are different now.

Now every step must be documented.

Every word can become evidence.

Attorney Shen glanced at Lin Ye.

"How did Mr. Lin come to know Mr. Chen Guoxing?"

Lin Ye's heart tightened.

coming.

A lawyer is indeed a lawyer.

He immediately started asking about the vital points (or life-threatening issues) when he opened his mouth.

Gu Wantang also looked at him.

Lu Zhixia sat beside her without saying a word.

But Lin Ye always felt that there were five words written in her eyes.

Be careful what you say.

Lin Ye coughed.

"I heard about it from someone who was acquainted with Mr. Gu before."

Attorney Shen asked, "Which old acquaintance?"

Lin Ye remained silent.

There was a two-second silence in the conference room.

Gu Wantang spoke.

"We'll talk about that later."

Attorney Shen glanced at her but did not press the matter further.

Lin Ye silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Wantang's words temporarily removed him from the chopping board.

But it's only temporary.

He knew it very well.

Once this is over, Gu Wantang will definitely investigate him again.

After handing over the pocket watch, the iron box, and the watch opening record, Lu Zhixia prepared to leave.

She glanced at Lin Ye before leaving.

"Are you going to follow them again?"

Lin Ye whispered, "It seems I have no choice."

Lu Zhixia looked at Gu Wantang, then at Lin Ye.

"Then remember two things."

Lin Ye nodded immediately.

"Please speak."

First, speak less.

Lin Ye nodded.

Second, don't sign anything.

Lin Ye nodded again.

Lu Zhixia paused for a moment.

"There's a third one."

Lin Ye looked up.

Don't be so clever.

Lin Ye: "..."

This third point is very targeted.

After Lu Zhixia left, the atmosphere in the conference room became a little more tense.

Around 4 PM, the notary office responded.

The serial number is accurate.

Gu Huaizhang did indeed have a notarized will document processed before his death, and the file still exists.

Attorney Shen immediately took Gu Wantang over to review the documents.

Lin Ye originally wanted to stay at the law firm.

But when Gu Wantang stood up, she glanced at him.

The meaning behind that glance was very clear.

Keep up.

Lin Ye had no choice but to follow.

He found himself constantly being moved passively throughout the day.

Moved from the cemetery to Nanxi.

Moved from Nanxi to the law firm.

From law firm to notary office.

Like a package being packed and transferred by fate.

The notary office wasn't as dramatic as Lin Ye had imagined.

No one slammed their fist on the table.

No one was shocked.

Staff members verified the materials, confirmed the identity, and retrieved the archived photocopies according to the procedures.

Every step of the process was standardized, compliant, and calm.

The calmness was almost unbelievable to Lin Ye.

He always felt that such a big event should at least have some background music.

But there was no background music in reality.

In reality, all that could be heard was the sound of a printer.

Another staff member said, "Please sign here."

Gu Wantang's hand was very steady when she signed.

From Nanxi to Qingcheng, she remained very steady.

Until the copy was placed in front of her.

Her fingers paused only slightly.

The first page of the document bears the name Gu Huaizhang.

The following is a clear breakdown of the estate distribution and share arrangements.

The shares related to Gu's Cultural Tourism, and some assets under Gu Huaizhang's name, have been designated to be inherited by Gu Wantang.

Some management rights and profit arrangements are implemented through a trust arrangement.

Lin Ye couldn't understand those complicated terms.

But he understood one thing.

In the actual will, Gu Mingyuan was not the primary figure.

She wasn't even the person the Gu family described as "managing everything for Wan Tang."

He was only assigned a very limited portion.

Compared to his gentle, elder-like demeanor at the grave yesterday, it was all a joke.

Gu Wantang looked at the documents, turning the pages one by one.

She flipped through it very slowly.

She stopped when she turned to the last signature page.

Gu Huaizhang's signature is there.

The brushstrokes are very heavy.

The words are the same as those on the envelope.

Attorney Shen said in a low voice, "Ms. Gu, judging from this copy of the document, the will that Mr. Gu Mingyuan currently possesses conflicts significantly with the contents of the copy. Next, we need to apply for an authentication and formally request the Gu family to produce the so-called original document."

Gu Wantang remained silent.

She just stared at that document for a long time.

Lin Ye stood to the side and suddenly remembered the curse that Old Master Gu had uttered at the grave.

When did I give him the shares?

The answer is now on the paper.

No.

He did not.

Gu Mingyuan was indeed lying.

It was already dark when I came out of the notary office.

Gu Wantang stood on the steps, holding a file folder.

The wind blew her hair.

She looked colder than she did in the morning.

But Lin Ye knew that it wasn't cold.

That was the silence before the sword was drawn.

Attorney Shen asked, "What's the next step?"

Gu Wantang said, "Looking back at the Gu family."

Attorney Shen frowned.

"Now?"

Gu Wantang nodded.

"They have a family meeting tonight."

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Family meeting.

These four words don't sound right for him.

He immediately took half a step back.

Gu Wantang seemed to have already guessed that he wanted to run away, and looked directly at him.

"You should go too."

Lin Ye pointed to himself.

"I?"

"Um."

"What am I supposed to do there?"

Gu Wantang spoke calmly.

"Gu Mingyuan will find out about you sooner or later."

Lin Ye felt a chill run down his spine.

Gu Wantang continued, "Instead of letting him investigate you behind your back, it's better to let him see which side you're on now."

Lin Ye fell silent.

He had never considered this aspect; his initial intention was simply to help Gu Wantang and then receive some reward from Miss Gu, keeping his merits hidden.

But in fact, from the moment he called out to Gu Wantang and mentioned the pocket watch, he was no longer an outsider.

He tried to struggle.

"But wouldn't it be inappropriate for a cemetery security guard like me to attend a family meeting?"

Gu Wantang looked at him.

"You can talk less."

Lin Ye: "..."

Attorney Shen glanced at Lin Ye and adjusted his glasses.

"If Mr. Lin were to accompany us, he could indeed explain how the clues were discovered. As long as he doesn't offer irrelevant opinions, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Lin Ye understood.

His role is very clear now.

As a witness.

Gu Wantang turned and walked towards the car.

"Let's go."

Lin Ye stood still, the wind making his back feel cold.

When he left Qingshan Cemetery this morning, he thought he was just going to Nanxi to check a pocket watch.

Now, he's going to a family meeting.

There are no anti-floating bottles.

Uncle Zhao is not here.

There was no instant noodles either.

All I had was that little notebook in my pocket.

Lin Ye took a deep breath and followed Gu Wantang.

Night gradually descended.

The lights in the Gu family's house should already be on.