"Damn, this bad road hasn't been repaired for I don't know how many years. It's really hard to walk on."
The gang leader asked a friend to borrow a broken pickup truck and took us to Xishantou. There were no painted roads, only stone roads.
Xishantou is in the easternmost part of Xiangzhuang Town, similar to Shanngling Village. There was a wave of relocation in the late 1980s. After the pickup truck entered the village, there were almost no young people around, only some elderly people sitting together.
My son fanned to enjoy the cool air.
Close the door and get off the car.
"Old man, I came to your village to find someone. Do you know who his name is Wang Yuanjie?"
The old man was drinking rice soup from a bowl and replied: "I don't know. I haven't heard of it. Are you looking for the wrong place? There is no one named Wang Yuanjie in our village."
He turned his head to look at Kimchi Girl.
Pickle Girl hesitated and said: "I...I'm not sure, but one time we were chatting, and Brother Jie complained that it was too inconvenient to live here in Xishantou."
I turned around and said, "Tell me, the villagers said they don't know Wang Yuanjie. They may have used a pseudonym. It's getting dark now. Why don't we search separately? This way we have a higher chance of finding him."
He nodded his head and said yes, and told him to call if anything happened.
The gang leader and I were in a group, and Kimchi Girl and Big Touyu Brother were looking separately. Kimchi Girl provided two pieces of information. She gave the mobile phone number of "Brother Jie" and said that he had a blue mountain bike.
I called my cell phone number, but it didn't work.
On the way, the gang leader asked me: "About Mr. Li, are you hiding something from me?"
"No, it's nothing. Gang leader, don't think too much about it."
The gang leader frowned and said, "Boy, at this point, you shouldn't be hiding something from me. If I wasn't trustworthy, I would have sold you to the Song brothers for 500,000 yuan in the temple."
I was a little hesitant. Indeed, so many things had happened before, which proved that the helper was trustworthy.
"Then... Gang leader, if I tell you, you must keep it a secret and not let others know."
"you say."
I leaned over and whispered in his ear about Xiaoxia.
The gang leader's pupils gradually dilated as he listened, and his arms trembled slightly, which was similar to my initial reaction.
After taking a few deep breaths, the gang leader's eyes were firm: "Wang Boss is right, Mr. Li can't possibly do such a thing, Li..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly lowered his head again and fell into deep thought.
"Gang leader? Gang leader?"
"What are you thinking about? Are you so lost in thought?"
The gang leader suddenly raised his head: "Boy, I suddenly remembered a person. According to what you said, Xiaoxia didn't see the appearance of the person behind her? It's just that he looks like Master Li in terms of clothes and other aspects?"
I said yes.
The gang leader suddenly clapped his palms! He said excitedly: "Damn it! You should have told me earlier! If it wasn't Mr. Li, I highly doubt it was that person!"
"who?!"
The gang leader gritted his teeth and cursed: "Damn it! I think it might be Yang Laoyao! If I find it, I have to beat this son of a bitch to death!"
"Yanglaoyao?"
I'm not from here, so I have no idea who this is.
The gang leader lit a cigarette, took a puff and said to me: "Yang Laoyao is more than ten years younger than Mr. Li. He is almost 60 years old this year. He and Mr. Li are about the same height and have similar body shapes! If he was acting blindly at that time, he was sneaking through
Put on Mr. Li’s clothes! Plus Xiaoxia is unconscious! It’s very possible that he will admit his mistake! Or, in other words, he just wants Xiaoxia to admit his mistake on purpose!”
"Then why do you insist that it might be this person?" I asked.
The gang leader took another puff of cigarette: "You don't know, Yang Laoyao is famous in our circle. When he was young, he served seven years in prison for committing rape!"
"After I came out, I was also very lazy. People who were several decades older would go to the city to find young ladies as soon as they had money! I even heard people say, damn, he has four eggs!"
"ah?"
I was shocked.
"What? This man has four eggs? Which eggs are they?"
"What else could it be? Could it be an egg?"
The gang leader nodded repeatedly: "So I said, this old boy has always been in great demand. He can't live without a girl. The hospital said this is congenital polyorchidism."
The gang leader held out four fingers: "I heard from the doctor that three are missing. Damn it, he has four! And they all function normally!"
"Besides, why did I say it might be him? Because just last year, when you didn't come to Luoyang, when Yuanbao and Xiaoxia just got engaged, Mr. Li asked someone to beat him up. I don't know the specific reason. Anyway, he
He was hospitalized."
I was secretly shocked when I heard this. If the gang leader didn't tell me, how would we know that there was such a person? Then I quickly asked the gang leader where this old sheep lived.
"He keeps changing places to live, and sometimes he also lives in the city when he gets rich, but don't panic, just ask the know-it-all about this matter," the gang leader put out his cigarette butts and said angrily, "I feel like it's him! Someone may be helping.
he."
Just as I was about to speak, I got a call from my boss, asking me and the gang leader to come over quickly and find out something.
He hurried over and found that they were standing outside a small courtyard of a bungalow with the door locked.
There is a tree in the corner of the door, and parked is a high-end blue mountain off-road bicycle.
This kind of bicycle with a variable speed was very expensive at that time. It cost tens of thousands of yuan. Most people couldn't afford it. It was relatively rare in rural areas. If young people rode this kind of variable speed bicycle on the street, they would have a high reputation.
Rate.
I opened the door and it was locked tightly.
"Is this the car you're talking about?" I turned around and asked Pickle Girl.
"Okay...it seems so."
"What do you mean it seems to be? Just say it is!"
Pickle Girl said aggrievedly: "Why are you trying to hurt me? I've only seen the photo once, and the car was still in the background, so I just said it could be..."
Brother Yu lay on the door and listened for a few seconds, then turned to look at the boss.
The head looked gloomy and nodded.
Brother Yu immediately stepped back and ran, then raised his foot and kicked hard!
boom!
Brother Yu made a big hole in the iron door with one kick!
Bang! Bang!
Kick the door open with three legs!
Brother Yu rushed in directly, and we hurriedly followed him.
The courtyard is very clean and has two main rooms, a kitchen for cooking and a toilet. A chicken coop made of bamboo is built at the door of the toilet, and more than ten native chickens are raised.
There seemed to be no one, and the main room in the east house was also locked. Brother Yu violently kicked the door open again.
After entering the house, turn on the light.
He turned his head and looked around, frowning slightly.
It doesn't look like the houses that rural people live in.
There are a lot of antique Ming-style furniture in the room, including tea stools, Arhat beds, desks, book racks, horse-legged stools, desks, etc.
Although these furniture are not old, they are all solid wood, and they are all good old mahogany. The price of this set is not cheap.
He frowned and walked to the desk and stopped.
There are many books on the table and on the bookshelf. Some of the books were clearly read by someone before and marked with bookmarks.
What kind of books are they?
I roughly browsed through it and found that there are "Chun Qiu Zuo Zhuan, Tian Lun, Gui Gu Zi Zong Heng, Yang Ming Xinxue...and so on. Many of them are not vernacular, but words."
How should I put it... this is more like the study room of a university professor who studies Chinese studies.
There is a set of words hanging on the top of the bookshelf, with four words written on it.
