"Well, it's not just us, there is another group of people who are inquiring about his whereabouts. Guess who I saw?"
"who?"
"Yang Zan."
Wang An was slightly startled when he heard this name.
"So it's very possible that Yang Xianhua is also looking for that person. Do you know why that person came to Hu'an?"
"He should be looking for something. We are looking for him to avenge Third Senior Brother. As for why Yang Xianhua is looking for him, we don't know."
"Is it also because of the seed you mentioned last time?"
"I'll ask someone to inquire." Li Xinzhu said after being silent for a while, then he picked up the phone and found a number to call.
"Hey, is it easy to talk? I want to ask something."
After chatting for three minutes, Li Xinzhu hung up the phone.
"My friend said that besides the two groups of us, there are other people looking for that person. It is said that he is involved in a treasure."
"Treasure, seed?" Wang An thought for a moment.
"gone."
"Why are you going?"
"I'm going to a Chinese medicine clinic to learn massage. A friend of mine will come to Hu'an this afternoon. I won't accompany you to watch the painting. Can you take the painting by yourself?"
"Don't worry, I'll wait until you come back. Just give me the key. I still want to walk bricks here."
"Go over the wall." Wang An pushed him out of the door and locked the door.
"Ah? That's not it. You're not afraid that I'll steal things, are you? There's nothing valuable in your house!"
Wang An waved his hand and walked towards the car.
"Hey, you...hey." Li Xinzhu
"Go on." Wang An walked out a few meters and turned around and shouted to Li Xinzhu.
"What the hell?" Li Xinzhu subconsciously stretched out his hand. Opposite him, Wang An raised his hand and waved it, making a soft hissing sound.
Li Xinzhu felt that his palm was slightly hit by something, causing some pain. When he lowered his head and looked, a key fell into his palm.
"Hey, that's accurate! No, why is there just a key to the back room? I'm tired from practicing, why don't I go in for a rest and a drink of water?"
What responded to him was the sound of the car igniting, the engine being refueled, and the car driving away.
"Hello? Shet!"
In the morning, Wang An learned Chinese massage at Zhao's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic and gave a customer massage treatment.
Before half past nine, the college roommate who had called him a few days ago came to Hu'an City from out of town, and the two made an appointment to meet.
Wang An arrived at the agreed meeting place, which was outside a teahouse. Wang An remembered that the guy usually drank tea, so he chose such a place.
A pot of tea can be regarded as a way to catch the wind and wash away the dust.
After waiting for about ten minutes, I saw a car with an out-of-town license plate driving into the parking lot.
After the car parked, a man in his thirties got out of the car. He was of medium height, wearing casual business attire, with a yellowish complexion and small eyes.
"Liu Ming!" Wang An shouted, waved to the other party, and greeted him with a smile.
"Wang An, why do you look younger than when you were in school? You didn't look like this the last time we met!" Liu Ming looked at Wang An, quite surprised.
This outfit was ordinary and couldn't be more ordinary, but there was a special temperament about it, which reminded him of a sentence - the proud prince in common clothes.
The two of them entered the private room of the teahouse and ordered a pot of good tea and several plates of snacks and nuts.
"Is this visit to Hu'an on business?"
"Private matters." Liu Ming took a sip of tea. "Looking at your current situation, you are living a good life."
"good."
"What are your plans for the future? Are you planning to settle in Hu'an?"
"Not ready yet."
"House prices in Hu'an are not cheap. There are still a few people in our class staying in Hu'an. Do we keep in touch on weekdays?"
"Let's get in touch occasionally."
Although we live in the same city, Hu'an is a big place and we all have to work. In the first few months after graduation, we would get together and talk about our past relationships, but then things gradually faded away.
"I have gray hair here, but you are still the same as before, even more energetic, but you are not so talkative now. I remember you used to love to talk." Liu Ming said with a smile.
Wang An smiled after hearing this and said, "Drink tea."
When the two met, they didn't have as much to say as expected. It seemed that they had become strangers to each other after not seeing each other for several years.
Through conversations, I learned that Liu Ming was still in contact with several classmates from his previous class, and they were all the kind who were doing well.
If you are good at it, others will take the initiative to contact you. If you are not good at it, no one will contact you, and they will not be willing to contact others.
There are different circles in society, it's not that people in the same circle cannot be tolerated together.
After chatting for a while, we saw that the time had reached noon.
Wang An invited him to a nearby restaurant and ordered some exquisite side dishes. He originally ordered a bottle of good wine, but Liu Ming declined the offer.
"I won't drink if I have something to do in the afternoon."
"Do you need my help?"
"No, I can do it myself."
After dinner, the two agreed to meet again in the evening, and Liu Ming drove away alone.
Wang An stayed in the medical clinic all afternoon, but when the scheduled time came, he still didn't wait for Liu Ming. After an hour, he still didn't see him, and no one answered his phone.
"Where did that guy go?"
After waiting for a while, Wang An sent him a message and then returned to his residence.
Without Li Xinzhu, the courtyard returned to its usual quiet state.
Practicing Qigong, observing paintings, and chanting sutras, as usual.
Early the next morning, Wang An did not receive a reply from Liu Ming, so he called him again, but no one answered.
"What's going on? Is there any accident?" Wang An was slightly worried.
Just before noon, Wang An suddenly received an unfamiliar phone number at Zhao's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. After the call was answered, the caller turned out to be someone from the Security Bureau, telling him a shocking news.
Liu Ming died in his car on a mountain outside the city.
died?!
Wang An was stunned for a while after hearing this.
How could a perfectly good person die when we had dinner and chatted with him yesterday?
"What's the cause of death?"
"Still investigating."
Because Liu Ming's cell phone showed that the last person to call and text him was Wang An, he was required to cooperate with the investigation.
After asking him some questions, he asked him to keep in touch and report to the people in the Guard Bureau at any time if he remembered anything.
"Baiheshan, what is he doing there?" After hanging up the phone, Wang An thought for a long time.
After all, it was a classmate meeting, and Wang An felt that he needed to go and see it.
The body is at the funeral parlor, and Liu Ming's family is on the way.
With the permission of the relevant personnel, Wang An saw Liu Ming's body. His brows were furrowed and his face was pale. It looked like he was in pain before he died.
On the left side of his neck, Wang An saw a purple-red mark as big as a coin.
"What's going on?" he asked the forensic doctor on the side.