From an abandoned girl to a wealthy lady

Chapter 206: Dangerous Rebellion: The Crisis is Gradually Revealed

Bodyguard Wang turned around suddenly, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's, "Someone's here!"

Wen Nuan and Mo Han felt a sinking feeling in their hearts; they were exposed!

Before they could react, bodyguard Wang pulled out a pistol from his waist and fired several shots in their direction.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Bullets whizzed past the car body, leaving several clear bullet marks.

"Let's go!" Mo Han made a quick decision, stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like an arrow.

Upon seeing this, bodyguard Wang immediately called on his accomplices who were lying in ambush nearby, jumped into several off-road vehicles that had been prepared long ago, and chased after them relentlessly.

A thrilling chase unfolds on a suburban highway.

With his superb driving skills, Mo Han weaves freely in the traffic flow and avoids dangers all around.

Wen Nuan gripped the car door handle tightly, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

"They are catching up!" Wen Nuan saw from the rearview mirror that several off-road vehicles were chasing them relentlessly and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Mo Han's eyes flashed, "Hold on tight!" He swerved the steering wheel, and the car made a sharp turn and drove into an alley leading to the Mo family residence.

The narrow and winding alleys became their only hope of escape.

Mo Han knew the terrain of the Mo family mansion very well. He used his familiarity with the terrain and, with warmth, turned left and right in the alleys, leaving the pursuers far behind.

The pursuing vehicles had difficulty maneuvering in the narrow alleys and nearly collided several times, with curses emanating from all directions.

At this moment, Mo Han suddenly braked at an inconspicuous corner and pointed at a wall covered with vines next to him, "Here!"

Before Wen Nuan could react, Mo Han had already opened the car door, pulled her out, and pushed aside the dense vines, revealing a narrow passage hidden behind the wall.

"This is..." Wen Nuan looked at the passage in front of her in surprise, which she had never seen before.

"I am the only one who knows the family's secret passage." Mo Han did not explain much. He pulled Wen Nuan quickly into the passage and disappeared into the darkness.

The passage was pitch black, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Mo Han took out a flashlight from his pocket and illuminated the road ahead.

The two walked along the corridor for a long time and finally came to a room that had been sealed for a long time.

Mo Han swept the room with his flashlight and found many old books and documents placed in the room.

"This place... seems like no one has been here for a long time." Wen Nuan looked around and said softly.

Mo Han walked to a bookshelf, reached out and brushed away the thick dust on it, revealing an antique wooden box.

He opened the wooden box and found a bronze key inside.

"Perhaps we can find some clues here." Mo Han took the key and walked towards a locked iron door at the end of the room...

He paused, then turned to look at Wen Nuan with a deep gaze, "I hope we can be prepared."

Mo Han opened the iron door with a bronze key, and a musty smell hit him in the face.

The room was filled with dusty old things, and the air was filled with the scent of time.

Mo Han held up the flashlight, and the beam of light moved slowly across the dim room, illuminating the mottled marks on the wall and the spider webs in the corners.

At the same time, the atmosphere in Uncle Mo's study was solemn.

When he learned that Wen Nuan and Mo Han were investigating bodyguard Wang, his face became terribly gloomy.

"These two little guys really don't know how to live or die!" He threw the teacup in his hand to the ground, and the fragments flew everywhere.

"Since they want to investigate, let them investigate to their heart's content! Go, call the company and tell them there's a problem with the new project and ask Wen Nuan to handle it personally." He smiled sinisterly.

Back in the secret room, Wen Nuan coughed softly; the dust made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Mo Han immediately protected her behind him, his tall body blocking her like a mountain.

"Are you okay?" he asked with concern, his voice low and gentle.

Wen Nuan shook her head and leaned gently on his back, feeling the warmth coming from him and feeling inexplicably at ease.

"The things here...seem to be very old." Wen Nuan looked around and her eyes fell on a dusty wooden box.

Mo Han walked over and carefully opened the wooden box, which contained some yellowed papers and several old books.

He picked up one of the books, opened it gently, and found that the paper was so brittle that it seemed about to break.

"What... are these?" Wen Nuan asked curiously.

Mo Han looked at it carefully, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"It seems to be... some old family files." He turned to one of the pages, which recorded the names of some family members and some events, but many parts were blurred by insects.

He continued to flip through the pages, and suddenly, his eyes stopped on a passage and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"This……"

"What's wrong?" Wen Nuan noticed that something was wrong with him and came over to take a look.

Mo Han didn't answer, but pointed at one of the lines of words and said in a heavy tone: "Look here..." He paused, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible, "'Rebellion'..."

Wen Nuan and Mo Han carefully studied the fragments of documents in their hands. The yellowed papers contained some scattered information, and they could vaguely make out words such as "rebellion", "funds", and "secret accounts".

These incomplete clues are like missing pieces of a puzzle, preventing them from piecing together the complete truth.

Mo Han frowned, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, his thoughts racing.

"This information is too fragmented. We need more clues." He said in a deep voice, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

Wen Nuan nodded and glanced at other items in the room, hoping to find more useful information.

At the same time, Steward Lin was cautiously approaching a hidden corner where the rebel forces were gathering.

He pretended to be calm as he wiped the furnishings in the corridor, but his ears were perked up, listening to the movements around him.

Suddenly, he heard a conversation between several minions, and one of them said, "Second uncle has invested a lot of money this time. As long as we get the money, we will..." Butler Lin was shocked. He knew that he had overheard key information, and he must tell Wen Nuan and Mo Han the news as soon as possible.

He quietly left the scene, his heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Butler Lin found Mo Han and Wen Nuan, and breathlessly told them the news he had overheard.

"Rebellion... funding... family business..." He spoke haltingly, with a hint of fear in his tone.

"They seem to be planning to use a huge amount of funds from the family business!" Mo Han and Wen Nuan looked at each other, and they both knew in their hearts that this huge amount of funds might be the key to the rebel forces launching their plan.

"It seems that we must find out the whereabouts of this money as soon as possible." A sharp light flashed in Mo Han's eyes, and his tone was firm.

"Butler Lin, thank you for risking your life to bring us this important news." Wen Nuan said to Butler Lin gratefully, and her determination to stop the rebellion became even stronger.

Steward Lin shook his head and said loyally, "Protecting the Mo family is what I should do."

At this moment, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open...

The iron door creaked sharply, breaking the dull atmosphere in the room.

The person standing at the door turned out to be the elder of the Zhao clan.

He had a complicated expression, his eyes moving back and forth between Wen Nuan and Mo Han, and finally he sighed.

"Kids, I know what you are investigating." His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of helplessness.

"I'm old, and many things are beyond my ability, but I can't just watch the Mo family be destroyed." He paused, his eyes firm. "I'm willing to help you secretly, but I don't want my name to appear in this matter. Do you understand?"

Wen Nuan and Mo Han were delighted. The support from the elders of the Zhao clan undoubtedly gave them a strong boost.

They nodded solemnly, expressing their understanding and gratitude for his trust.

With the secret help of the elders of the Zhao clan, Wen Nuan and Mo Han's investigation progressed rapidly.

They followed the clues of funds and unraveled the mystery, and finally found that all the clues pointed to Uncle Mo's house.

"It seems that we have to go to Uncle Mo's house." Mo Han's eyes were deep, and there was a hint of determination in his tone.

"But Uncle Mo is heavily guarded. How can we get in?" Wen Nuan frowned slightly, feeling a little worried.

Mo Han's lips curled up into a confident smile. "Don't worry, I already have a plan." He pulled out an exquisite invitation from his pocket. "Tomorrow night, Uncle Mo will be hosting a family dinner. We can go in openly as guests."

The next night, Wen Nuan and Mo Han dressed up and attended Uncle Mo's family dinner.

The guests were toasting each other, and Uncle Mo was smiling as he entertained them, without showing any sign of anything unusual.

While no one was paying attention, Wen Nuan and Mo Han quietly left the banquet hall and followed the clues they had previously investigated to the door of Uncle Mo's study.

Mo Han took out a delicate key from his pocket, inserted it into the keyhole, turned it gently, and with a "click", the door opened.

The two looked at each other, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open...

"Wait," Wen Nuan suddenly pulled Mo Han, her eyes fixed on a thin red line on the floor, "This..."

Mo Han followed her gaze and his expression instantly became solemn.

"Alarm..." he whispered.