Liaocheng, as a city in the Northeast, still has heavy remnants of the heavy industrial era. Tall dilapidated factories and towering chimneys can be seen everywhere in the suburbs of the old city, gray cement walls or red-gray brick wall structures, as if telling the glory of the past.

It is early winter, the air is dry, cold and hard, and the wind hits people's faces and seems to have dust from coal ash, which makes people sober and numb.

Ren Zha was carrying a big backpack and sat in an old Jetta taxi, looking at the city outside the window, with interest in his eyes.

After coming to this world for so long, he has been trapped in the Silver Sand Casino, and now everything is fresh.

But although it feels fresh, everything here is actually similar to his former world. I haven't seen much difference yet. Maybe he will slowly discover it in the future.

"Squeak..." When we arrived at the dilapidated factory in the suburbs, the taxi stopped suddenly, and the slightly fat driver of sunglasses said:

"Brother, we're at the station. Now, Dongsheng Warehouse, you come to this place to do it. It's not easy to take a taxi. This is my business card. If you can't get a taxi back, you can still find me, but you have to pay the empty fare."

The brother who paid to take the business card was put in his pocket, and Ren Zha smiled: "I'm unemployed, come and relax and walk around and walk in peace and quiet."

"It's not a good time these days. You have to be open-minded. The country has said that we will soon revitalize this place, so you can see." The brother looked at Ren Zha with some concern and suspicion, shook his head, honked his horn, and "Go slowly."

Dongsheng Warehouse is said to be a warehouse, but it is actually a dilapidated factory. It is said that it was the territory of a state-owned cotton mill. Dongsheng Textile was also sold well nationwide and overseas.

It's now abandoned.

It is said that I wanted to develop a real estate project a few years ago, but the real estate developers broke down and ran away, so it was left alone.

Now there are fewer and fewer people in Liaocheng, so this place is completely abandoned.

Ren Zha casually walked in with his backpack on his backpack, walked through the decaying barbed wire, and came to the empty brick and stone factory buildings.

Cracked cement floor, rusty old machinery, broken windows, open doors, and crazy-growing artemisia.

This place is suitable for wasteland industrial punk nostalgic tourism. It is okay to clean up a postmodern art center, but unfortunately there are too few people in the city and cannot be developed.

Judging from the condoms all over the floor in several pretty clean abandoned factories, this place has been secretly developed into an entertainment venue.

After walking around the entire abandoned factory area and confirming that there was no one else here, Ren Zha then arrived at Warehouse No. 2 in the warehouse area.

After peeing at the half-open door, Ren Zha shook his waist and walked into the dim warehouse, and came to the east wall.

The wall was covered with mold spots, and most of the wall skin had peeled off, revealing the red bricks inside.

Ren Zha walked to the corner of the wall and squatted down, counted three bricks from the south, took out a claw hammer from his backpack and gently knocked it. The brick was not loose at all and was extremely strong.

He raised his eyebrows and continued to knock on the brick above, while raising his ears and listening carefully to the sound.

Including the sound of knocking and surrounding sounds.

Finally, when we arrived at the fifth brick above, an empty knocking sound came.

There is an echo.

Ren Zha continued to force his hand, and the brick was gradually loosened and a gap appeared.

One side of the claw hammer was penetrated and hooked outwards. The brick was slowly hooked out, revealing a hole.

Ren Zha nodded slightly.

Take off a brick at this time and the surrounding bricks will be easier.

This old warehouse is damp all year round, and the bricks and stones have already loosened. Ren Zha smashed and knocked down three bricks again, revealing holes that can penetrate their hands.

He took the flashlight and saw an old gray travel bag thrown in the crack of the wall.

Grab a strap on it and pull it out hard, and the heavy travel bag was pulled out.

Turning around again, Ren Zha quickly unzipped the zipper, looked inside, and pulled it up immediately.

Then he put the worn-out travel bag into his big backpack, filled the four bricks he took back in order, kicked the floating soil on the ground apart, and then he clapped his hands and stood up.

The claw hammer was inserted into his waist, and he walked out with a heavy backpack whistle and whistle.

After walking around the factory for more than ten minutes with his backpack on his backpack, Ren Zha walked out of the old factory and came to the roadside. He called the brother just now according to the business card.

When he heard Ren Zha calling, his brother seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and rushed over as quickly as possible and sent Ren Zha to the express hotel in the center of Liaocheng City.

After entering the hotel room, Ren Zha inserted the door, walked into the bathroom, took out the duffel bag, and poured all the things inside into the bathtub.

One hundred yuan bill wrapped in plastic paper, one hundred yuan, one hundred yuan, a total of fifty yuan.

Li Facai did not lie to him.

It is unknown why the 500,000 was hidden in Dongsheng Warehouse, when was it hidden, and why Li Facai didn't take it out.

But the money is real.

He randomly put the worn-out duffel bags and threw them into the garbage basket. He put the money back on his backpack again, took a shower, changed into a newly bought clothes, put on a Uniqlo down jacket, and carried the money out of the door.

Fucheng Community, Haiyue Street, Liaocheng, is also an old community. Several residential buildings in the community look like they were dilapidated in the 1990s. There is a lot of garbage scattered on the ground, and there is basically no property to talk about.

This was exactly what Ren Zha expected.

According to Li Facai, he not only sold out all his industries, but also borrowed usury loans. Even if he lived in a good house before, he would probably have sold it almost.

"Old man, how to get to Building 3?" Ren Zha looked at the residential building that looked the same and asked an old man who was walking around.

"Building No. 3, follow this road and walk to the left of the head."

Thanking the other party, Ren Zha reached downstairs No. 3, opened the failed electronic door lock, and walked up the stairs.

Old-style multi-story residential building without elevator.

This is a five-story building. According to Li Facai, his wife Wang Meizhen and daughter Li Ping'er live in 501, which is the top floor.

He came to the fourth and a half-floor place with 500,000 yuan in cash on his back, and Ren Zha couldn't help but frown.

The walls of the stairs are filled with words such as "It's natural to pay back debts", "scammers", and "a rogue family". The more you go up, the more you write it.

When I arrived at the door of 501, I saw the door covered with red paint with words such as "debt pay back" and "rogue". There were three bald people with big tattooed gold chains squatting on the stairs at the door, smoking and chatting with small bags and smoking.

Seeing Ren Zha coming up, the three of them immediately looked at him with slanted eyes.

Ren Zha also looked at the other party, ignored it, and knocked on the door of 501 directly.

No one opens.

Seeing Ren Zha knocking on the door, a bald thin man in front came up with a smile and asked:

"Where are brothers? They are also here to ask for debts? Which company is from Genhuazi."

"Thank you, try this." Ren Zha took the cigarette from the other party and put it on his ear, took out a pack of cigarettes brought back from his pocket and handed them over to him.

This is a pack of elephant king-sized cigars, with the tobacco leaves wrapped firmly and look very unique.

Several street shops from debt collection companies had seen this thing anywhere, and they immediately surrounded them and took one with a smile.

"Brother, this cigarette is interesting. Tsk tsk, I have never seen it in our Liaocheng. Is this a cigar? Which country is from? I can't understand the word "travel"."

Ren Zha lit the cigarette given by the other party just now, and said while swallowing the clouds and spitting mist:

"This is the cigarette from Myanmar. I just came back from there. Is there no one in Li Facai's family? Where is his wife Wang Meizhen and daughter Li Ping'er?"

The bald and thin man sucked the ashes and smiled:

"Brother, you're a clear family. Wang Meizhen is at home, but she doesn't open the door easily. Fortunately, her daughter still has to go to school and has to go in and out, so we can meet each other every day. To be honest, debt collection every day is almost igniting feelings. If his family hadn't owed a little more debt, I would have wanted to have a partner with Wang Meizhen everywhere. Although the old woman still has her charm, she is still very charming. She is also very beautiful."

Ren Zha nodded and asked again:

"How much money does their family owe you? Have Li Facai never come back?"

The thin man shook his head and showed a sighing expression:

"What are you back? It is said that he is in Myanmar and has been abandoned. In the past, there was a person on a street. He was considered a person who was walking in Liaocheng. Who would have thought of getting involved in gambling and borrowing usury?"

Another tall man with one eye on his forehead nodded and said:

"Yes, so you really can't touch gambling and usury. Whoever touches will be finished."

Ren Zha couldn't help but feel happy. Unexpectedly, the street-slip company of usury debt collection companies was afraid of usury.

"Then his family can't pay back the money anymore, and you can't get it any more urged."

The thin man grinned, looked at the door of 501, gave a thumbs up, and said:

"You don't know this. Li Facai has a good girl, and his wife is like this! He has paid a lot of money over the years. Although the interest has been rising, the total amount has not increased for the time being. It is still about 300,000. Otherwise, we can get some money every few days."

Although he said it lightly, Ren Zha could think of what kind of life would Wang Meizhen live with her daughter and she worked hard to repay the debt that she would never pay.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from downstairs, and a figure wearing a sailor suit with a schoolbag on his back and walked up.

This is a beautiful girl with a shady skin, a pair of big black eyes, a melon-shaped face, and a little beauty.

The girl looked at Ren Zha and the other four with hatred, and fear flashed in her eyes, but there was a utility knife hidden in her hand, and she walked towards the door of 501 step by step.

"This is Li Ping'er." The thin man raised his mouth and pointed at the direction of the little girl with half of the earthen cigar in his hand, saying to Ren Zha.

"Clang..." The door of 501 opened, and a woman in her thirties walked out of it in an apron.

If you ignore the kitchen knife in her hand, this is a very charming woman, with a small black mole on the corner of her left eye, naturally with a hint of charm.

However, at this time, her eyes looked like a female tiger protecting a calf, which made the skinny man and others shudder, and she had no doubt that the other party would chop them.

"Haha, sister-in-law Meizhen is still so... so beautiful, picking Ping'er after school? You see, you are so disgusting, just say that, we can help you pick up the child." The thin man said with a smile.

Wang Meizhen looked at the thin men and the others with expressionless face and said:

"I will pay you back the money, so you don't have to block the door every day."

Li Ping'er trotted a few steps, came to the door and grabbed Wang Meizhen's hand, and shouted anxiously: "Mom..."

The thin man said with a smile:

"Sister-in-law is here. Isn't it because of the good feng shui at our door? Come and suck the ground. Don't worry, you should do whatever you should do, and you won't delay. In fact, it's very easy for you to really want to pay back the money as soon as possible. Mr. Wu from Jinlong Nightclub has always asked me to take the conversation. Another child is older..."

Wang Meizhen held the kitchen knife in her hand tightly, her body trembled slightly, took a deep breath, pushed Li Ping'er into the room, and was about to close the door.

At this moment, the door was blocked by half of the backpack stuffed in.

Ren Zha said softly:
Chapter completed!