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As soon as I got into the passenger seat, I heard the driver say: "Brother, I advise you not to do this, it is against the law."

"What did I do?"

"I haven't said where I'm going yet. I'm going to Building 5 of the old community. If she drinks too much, I'll take her home."

"Oh, that was my misunderstanding. I thought you were going to take someone to the hotel. We grown men shouldn't take advantage of others."

The taxi driver was about forty years old, with a bit of bald hair. He was very good at driving and could brake and start smoothly. Qiong with white eyelashes was lying in the back seat with a few strands of hair in front of her eyes, sleeping soundly.

It's a long way from the square to the old community. After driving for about ten minutes, I got stuck in traffic. I didn't know what happened in front of me. The cars on the road couldn't be seen at the end.

"I guess something happened at the intersection ahead, otherwise the traffic jam wouldn't be like this." The driver said, looking ahead.

"How long will this traffic jam last?" I asked.

"I can't tell you. Are you in a hurry? If you're in a hurry, you can make a U-turn at the next traffic light. I'll take you on a detour."

I nodded in agreement, wondering how long I would have to wait here.

After walking for just a few hundred meters and more than 20 minutes, I turned around and took a side road, directly entering a small alley.

While driving, I noticed that the driver kept looking sideways at the rearview mirror.

I also looked and saw a car following behind me. Its headlights were so dazzling that I couldn't see the license plate number clearly. Judging from its outline, it looked like a small truck for hauling goods.

"Pull over and stop for a moment."

The driver did as I asked and stopped on the side of the road with double flashes.

At this time, I saw that the small truck following us could not stop.

I frowned and thought, was this someone following me or a coincidence? Could it be Tian Sanjiu?

"Let's go and drive."

The driver stopped and stopped under my command, and the small truck behind him also stopped and stopped. This was so obvious that Tian Sanjiu would never do this.

"who is it?"

I got out of the car, closed the door, and walked back.

Seeing me approaching, the lights in the pickup truck went out.

"Da da da."

I knocked on the glass a few times.

The glass slowly fell, and I saw a man and a woman sitting in the minivan. I didn't recognize the man, but I knew the woman. I had just met her before. She was a fat woman from the canteen in the square.

I frowned and asked, "Why are you following our car?"

"Oh, young man, why am I following you?" the fat woman looked at me and said with a smile, "I am here to deliver goods to people. We are nearby. We can't find anyone. We are walking around looking for someone."

Although the fat woman had a smile on her face, I could see a hint of panic in the way she looked at me.

"Damn it, you girls are just timid, go to the other side!"

The middle-aged man driving the car got out of the car while cursing, looked at me and said coaxingly: "Brother, I think I was also a gangster back then. You go to Ziwei Square and find out who I am, the old man from Xianyang."

"Who are you? I don't know you."

"Grass."

The middle-aged man pointed at my face and said: "They are all promiscuous. Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents, so I don't want to cut off your money. Wife, come down!"

After getting out of the car, the fat woman looked panic-stricken, pointed at me and said, "It's you! It was you and that group of people who came to my store that day and bought this candy! The police found the leftover candy wrapper at the scene!"

The fat woman touched her pocket and took out a chocolate candy wrapped in black and white for me to see.

When I saw the chocolate candies in her hand, I felt bad.

This is the candy that Yang Kun ate back then. He ate a lot. I remember that one time Yang Kun even threw the candy wrapper out of the window.

The middle-aged man driving a minivan sneered: "How about it, brother? You're not awesome, are you?"

"My wife said she recognized him! You and the tomb robber came to the store that night! You are his accomplice!"

"I don't know what you said."

"Still pretending to be with me?"

The man patted me on the shoulder and said, "If I report you to the police, the police won't give me a dime, but as long as you give us 200,000, we won't say anything and the police will never know that day."

You are here too, right wife?"

"Yes...yes!" The fat woman nodded repeatedly: "Give us 200,000!"

"Brother... I suggest you think before you speak. It's quick to make a call now," the middle-aged man said with a cold face, shaking the broken mobile phone in his hand.

I stared at him, and the middle-aged man was not afraid and stared at me too.

"Brother, come here."

I put my arm around his shoulders and took a few steps forward.

"Don't you want to order more? For example, 500,000? What do you think of the price?"

"Okay!"

"The more you give me, the stricter my wife and I will be!"

"No problem," I patted him on the shoulder and said, "That's all small money. Write down this mobile phone number. Call him in two hours and ask him to send it to you for five hundred thousand."

"What's the number? Your accomplice's?"

I reported Tian Sanjiu's number to him.

He wrote down the number and threatened me: "Brother, don't think about playing anything else. If this person you mentioned doesn't give me money, haha..."

"Let's go, get in the car."

The fat woman was too fat to get on the bus. The man cursed: "Damn it, she eats like an old sow! Nothing can be done! You have to rely on me!"

Watching the truck turn around and leave, I shook my head.

Tian Sanjiu will not let me be caught.

As long as these two people from the canteen dare to call and ask for money, given Tian Sanjiu's character, they will disappear in Xianyang in the next few days.

"Is that truck okay?" the driver asked after getting on the bus.

I said it was okay, he was just an acquaintance and we chatted for a few words.

When we arrived at No. 5 downstairs in the old community, I gave her the money and helped Bai Shiqiong get out of the taxi.

Bailash Qiong leaned her head in my arms and said some drunken words that were inaudible.

Going upstairs, I rang the doorbell but no one opened the door.

"Hey, hey, wake up, your grandma is not at home?"

"Look at me! I'm at your house!" I patted her cheek.

"Is this your house key?" I touched her jeans pocket.

I took out a bunch of keys and tried them one by one. It took a few minutes to open the door, and I helped her into the house.

"Snapped..."

I casually pressed the switch on the wall, and the living room lit up.

There was no one in the house. It was so late and the old lady was not at home. I don’t know where she was.

I put Bailash Qiong on the sofa and helped her take off her shoes. There was a TV remote control on the sofa, and I threw it aside.

Her house is not small, with four bedrooms and one living room. I have helped pack things before and know which house Mr. Bai and the old lady Zhang Huilan live in.

The house was unlocked and opened with a slight push. This house was where the old couple lived.

"The light is broken?" I pressed the switch twice, but the light did not come on.

I took out my cell phone for lighting and entered the house.

The quilts on the bed were neatly folded, and there was a burning smell in the room. There was a black and white portrait of a deceased person on the table in the corner, along with an incense burner and a fruit plate with red apples in the fruit plate.

In the posthumous photo, Bai Tingli is smiling and looking straight ahead.

All the old clothes and belongings of the old man must have been burned before he died. I opened the drawer and looked around, but found nothing.

There was a chest of drawers beside the bed. I bent down and was about to pull the chest out.

Suddenly, the TV in the room came on.

I was shocked. A skit about Zhu Shimao eating noodles was playing on TV, and the audience laughed loudly.

"Why did you open it by yourself?" I turned around and looked around.

Immediately afterwards, the volume of the TV increased and decreased by itself, played a skit for a minute or two, and kept changing the channel.

I swallowed and leaned against the wall, not daring to move.

The room was dimly lit, only the brightness of the TV screen.

Turning around, I saw a picture of Mr. Bai on the table behind me, smiling and watching TV.

This scene scared me so much that I ran and crawled out of the house.

I was sweating and looked back and forth at the empty living room.

On the sofa, Bailash Qiong's clothes fell to the floor, her jeans were stained with a lot of water, her hair was messy, and she was lying on the sofa twisting back and forth.

She drank and vomited all over the floor.

Moreover, I saw a remote control under her butt, which was the remote control for the TV in the back room.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I almost thought it was haunted just now. I thought Mr. Bai was back watching TV.

"stand up!"

"Falled to the ground!"

I stretched out my hand to help her up.

I stretched out my hand just to help her.

Unexpectedly, Bai Shiqiong suddenly grabbed my neck and took me down on the sofa.


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