"Great Grandfather, do you know? When the leader of the human trafficker gang, Wang Xiu, died, a steel needle was shot into his heart," Gu Qiaoqiao said softly.
"A steel needle shot into the heart?"
Gu Qingfeng was startled, but then the Old Patriarch understood, "Do you mean that Gu Cheng stole the Stinger Needles, and then gave them to his daughter Alina, who then shot Wang Xiu?"
The Old Master was vividly aware of that gambling match between Alina and Gu Qiaoqiao.
So, he immediately guessed what Gu Qiaoqiao meant.
Gu Qiaoqiao nodded, "I think that’s about right."
Gu Qiaoqiao furrowed her brows and said to Gu Qingfeng, "Great Grandfather, I need to make a phone call."
Subsequently, Gu Qiaoqiao walked to the living room and picked up the phone to call Chu Chengfeng.
Chu Chengfeng was different from Qin Yize.
He was a playboy circulating within this circle; his greatest skill was gathering all sorts of information.
There hadn’t been any interaction for a while.
I wonder if this young man was in the Imperial Capital.
Unexpectedly, the call was answered.
On the other end was Chu Chengfeng’s languid voice, as if laced with intoxication; could he have been drinking?
"Hello, I’m Gu Qiaoqiao..."
Chu Chengfeng on the other end seemed to sober up instantly, "Ah, sister-in-law, is there something you need? It’s been a long time since you’ve contacted me."
Chu Chengfeng asked enthusiastically.
There was also a hint of reproach in his tone since although he respected Gu Qiaoqiao as his revered sister-in-law, deep down, he saw her as a heroine, someone he admired immensely.
But he couldn’t tell others about it.
If Qin Yize found out, that guy would surely give him a beating.
Gu Qiaoqiao laughed, "Do you know if Xino and Alina are still in the country?"
"Xino and Alina? No, they’ve already returned to their country a while ago."
Then Chu Chengfeng asked, "Sister-in-law, are you looking for them for some reason?"
"Nothing much, just asking," Gu Qiaoqiao responded with a cheerful tone.
"Sister-in-law, you’ve been quite busy lately. When will you come to the shooting range to hang out?"
Chu Chengfeng suggested cheerfully.
"Hmm, whenever I have time, I’ve been really busy lately,"
and she didn’t want to draw attention anymore.
She had already obtained what she wanted.
If she continued to be as arrogant at the shooting range, it would cause many to bear grudges. And she knew the director of the shooting range still hadn’t given up on the idea of her joining the shooting team.
But she wasn’t going to do it.
Chu Chengfeng sounded somewhat disappointed.
Gu Qiaoqiao and Chu Chengfeng talked for a little while longer, then she hung up the phone.
After putting down the phone, Gu Qiaoqiao stood still for a while, then went to the living room for dinner.
She couldn’t fathom why Alina would commit murder.
Could she be in league with Lin Qinghuan?
That was very possible.
But now, if this matter was reported, there would be no evidence, and it would eventually lead to nothing.
It would only serve to alert the suspects.
Especially since there’s no compelling evidence that the Stinger Needle that was lost from the Gu family was stolen by Gu Cheng.
This was an incident from decades ago.
And, considering the item, Alina wouldn’t likely use it openly.
As for why Gu Qiaoqiao had such thoughts, it was because Gu Qiaoqiao knew that the Stinger Needle could indeed be the hidden weapon that killed Wang Xiu.