บท 972: The Real Culprit

"Eldest Uncle, are you here to see Grandma too?" Gu Shuzhi greeted them warmly, as if there were no lingering grudges from the punishment of Gu Zhaoye's family.

Gu Zhaoming, impressed by his nephew's demeanor, nodded slightly. "You're here to see her as well?"

Gu Shuzhi smiled and replied, "Actually, Eldest Uncle, I'm here to find you."

"Oh?" Gu Zhaoming raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"I know your family has been investigating Eldest Aunt's car accident," Gu Shuzhi continued. "I have some information and would like to discuss it with you."

Gu Zhaoming agreed, and they headed to a nearby restaurant to talk.

As soon as they sat down, Gu Zhaoming got straight to the point. "What do you know?"

Gu Shuzhi placed his hands on his legs and spoke calmly, "I know who the murderer is and can tell you, Eldest Uncle, but you need to promise that the grudge between you and my father will be resolved."