Mingyue saw the garbage piled up on the roadside, and then looked back at the beautiful waterfront villa. She couldn't understand why the people here didn't move out. Was it because they weren't given reasonable compensation?
An old grandmother walked out of a dilapidated wooden house with the door open, holding a bag of garbage in her hand. Her back was bent almost at a ninety-degree angle, and she walked towards the garbage dump on the roadside with two staggering legs.
Mingyue saw that the grandma was at least seventy years old, and thought that maybe she could know what she wanted to ask. When she was about to turn around and go back to the wooden house after throwing away the garbage, Mingyue walked over.
"Grandma, was there anyone from Chen Xianzhao here before?"
I asked, but grandma didn’t hear it. She simply ignored Mingyue and walked back to her house.
Mingyue watched her go in and felt a little disappointed. She must be too old and couldn't hear what others were saying.
She looked at the door in front of her and saw that no one was coming out. She thought for a moment and turned around and walked into her grandma's wooden house.
The room was dark, and it took Mingyue a long time to adapt to the darkness inside. When she saw everything inside clearly, she couldn't help but be shocked by the simplicity of the place.
Grandma was the only one in the room. She was struggling to boil water and seemed to be preparing dinner.
Mingyue wanted to go up and help, but when she thought about the purpose of coming here, it was getting late and she had to rush back before dark.
"Grandma, may I ask, is there a person named Chen Xianzhao here?"
"What did you say?"
This time, grandma finally reacted, but obviously she still didn’t understand clearly.
Mingyue could only repeat it. Grandma seemed to be thinking after listening to it. Suddenly she shook her hands vigorously and said in a muddy voice,
"I don't know the person you are talking about, there is no such person here"
When Mingyue heard this, her hope was suddenly shattered.
It seems that the driver's words should not be believed. Since Jiang Hehong has already said that Chen Xianzhao has disappeared for so many years, how can people here know about it? Also, people who know him may have moved away long ago.
Mingyue left her grandma's house disappointed, then walked for a while and went to the place where she got off the car to wait for the taxi.
While waiting for the bus, she took out the half-page account book she had always carried with her. She suddenly lost her mind and was at a loss.
It seems that this matter will not be investigated for a while.
It was obvious that Jiang Hehong would not say anything more, but she didn't know where Chen Xianzhao was. Ozawa was kidnapped again, and Xiaotian's whereabouts were unknown.
She now feels like her brain is getting bored to death with all this stuff.
Thinking of this, Mingyue was silent for a while, and a heavy look slowly appeared in her eyes.
She took out her mobile phone, thought for a while and then dialed the number
"What did you do to Ozawa?"
After the other end of the phone answered the phone, Mingyue heard the calm and cold breathing, and said this sentence with tension in her heart.
"It seems that you haven't completely forgotten me, but I don't like the phone calls that take so long and ask questions that have nothing to do with me."
Kurosawa's voice was still so cold and light, but it made people feel a clear chill in their body.
"I...I just want to know if he is okay now. Can you bring him back?"
Mingyue listened to Kurosawa's condensed voice and felt the depressive atmosphere. She unknowingly softened her tone. She only hoped that she could protect Ozawa from harm.