When Xia Chuqi heard this, his nerves subconsciously tense, and his eyes looked at McQueen with a little more suspicion: "You said, your grandfather knows my mother?"

He…” McQueen smiled slightly and explained in a low voice: “Didn’t you guessed it before? I can push you behind the scenes to investigate the cause of your mother’s death, which will definitely be unrelated to the Rose Cross!”

"good!"

Xia Chuqi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Feng Xun and I are both curious about what your identity is in the Rose Cross!"

"Before you are curious about my identity, why not introduce my grandfather to you first!"

McQueen sighed lightly, took the initiative to hold his grandfather's old hands, and whispered: "My grandfather has a name called Cicele... I think you may have heard of this name more or less during the investigation!"

"Cissel?"

Xia Chuqi slowly repeated this name, but a candidate appeared in his mind. He stared at Feng Xun in disbelief, looked up at Feng Xun, and his eyes were intertwined. The two of them had already thought of the same person in their hearts! Before Xia Chuqi spoke, Feng Xun took the lead and said: "Cisel, we only know that the former president of the Rose Cross Society had such a name, but we and my wife had never seen that president of the General Assembly with our own eyes..." And during the investigation, they actually always doubted whether the host behind the scenes was the General Assembly. After all, there was only the General Assembly, and had enough power to call the wind and rain throughout the entire Rose Cross Society! "Then you see it now..." McQueen curled his lips slightly, and saw the two of them being shocked again, pointing at the grandfather in the wheelchair, and said seriously word by word: "My grandfather is Cisel, the president of the General Assembly of the Rose Cross back then!"

Xia Chuqi and Feng Xun looked at each other, and after a moment of shock, they were still a little suspicious of McQueen's words! Feng Xun had previously investigated the residence of the former president of the General Assembly. It was obviously not a sanatorium, but now looking at the old man in the wheelchair, I am afraid that he had lived in the sanatorium for a long time. The former president of the General Assembly they knew was not the same person as the old man who seemed a little unconscious and had his legs broken! "You said your grandfather was the president of the General Assembly back then, but what evidence is there?"

Xia Chuqi couldn't help asking suspiciously.

"Is the evidence you want, what is called gold coins, or something else?"

McQueen raised his eyebrows, saw that the two of them did not answer, sneered, and then said in a light tone: "Of course I don't have these evidences. Of course you can suspect that what I said is not the truth, but don't forget that those who can help you behind the scenes several times, if it weren't for a reliable information and identity, would you really be able to find out the mastermind who killed your mother so smoothly?"

Xia Chuqi was silent when he heard this. Feng Xun asked coldly: "I sent someone to investigate before. Cicere, the president of the General Assembly who had already stepped down, lived in his villa and had retired without caring about affairs. He did not live in a remote sanatorium like now, and he seemed unable to take care of himself!"

When McQueen heard Feng Xun’s questioning, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, put the apple and fruit knife in his hand aside, picked up a clean tissue, helped his grandfather to wipe the corners of his mouth carefully, and wiped his hands again. Then he said in a low voice: "Feng Xun, your bodyguard is from Mossad, and he has indeed had first-class investigation skills, but didn’t he find out my true identity at the beginning?"

His tone was very calm, but there was not much provocation. Xia Chuqi frowned slightly and said with some displeasure: "What do you want to say?"

"I just want to say that sometimes what you investigated on the surface or see on the surface is not the truth!"

McQueen shrugged, threw the tissue into the trash can, and explained with a faint smile: "The reason why you can't find me is because the real me is not called McQueen, and my face is not the same as the face you saw before. I can do this, why can't my grandfather?"

"You want to say that the address and status of the president we investigated before are all pretense?"

Xia Chuqi asked thoughtfully.

McQueen nodded slightly and replied without hesitation: "Yes, the cognitive ability that is in front of you now disappears most of the time. My grandfather is the real one, who took off his mask to cover his identity. The president of the Rose Cross Association was also the one who made a lot of contributions to the development of the Rose Cross Association, recruited many famous families and became honorable members of the Rose Cross Association!"

"Then shouldn't he know your grandpa?"

Xia Chuqi couldn't help but blurt out to Feng Xun.

Feng Xun also frowned slightly and whispered: "The information I received from the family consultant before did not mention too many of these things. It only mentioned that there is indeed some connection between our Feng family and the Rose Cross Society. They are one of the noble members. They also mentioned that the Rose Cross Society helped us when our Feng family was in danger. So later, in order to be grateful, my grandfather paid a large membership fee to the Rose Cross Society every year. At the same time, the Rose Cross Society also provided some protection and information to our family..." Xia Chuqi nodded silently. She had heard Feng Xun mention these before, which is similar to the Gordon family. I believe other wealthy families should be the same! "But when my grandfather was alive, he did not mention these, so it is impossible to prove whether my grandfather knew the old man in front of him!"

Feng Xun sighed lowly, his brows frowned even tighter.

"Yes, your grandfather and my mother knew each other. If it weren't for seeing it in the logs left by my mother, I'm afraid no one would know..." Xia Chuqi shrugged helplessly and turned his eyes to McQueen in front of him.

"McQueen, since your grandfather was so powerful back then, why did so many changes happen to the Rose Cross later that it was so broken?"

When Xia Chuqi said this, he looked at the old man in front of him again and asked hesitantly: "And your grandfather, did he become like this because of Parkinson's, or is there another reason?"

"The initiator is the Kohl Burundi who you sent to prison!"
Chapter completed!