We entered downtown Beijing and were extremely tired from running all the way. Standing on the street, the five of us were so tired that we didn’t want to talk.
"We're here, where are we going?" Han Dayan asked, frowning and looking around.
"I'll make a call." I replied casually, and when I touched my trouser pocket, I realized that the phone was gone.
"Here, take off your phone card and let me use it." I said to Jin Beibei.
Jin Beibei weakly handed over his phone, squatted on the steps, and started to vomit. He had a really serious cold.
My lips were chapped, so I changed my phone card and dialed a number.
Ten seconds later.
"Hey, who is it?" A middle-aged voice with a stiff tongue asked.
"Brother Dong, I, Xiangnan, have called you before." I said politely.
"Ah, what happened to you?" The middle-aged man seemed to have forgotten that I told him that we were coming over.
"Brother, we are here."
"...Oh shit, I'm drunk. So what? I'm in Langfang now and I have to go back tomorrow. Look, you guys can find a place to stay today..." Brother Dong said in a daze.
Hearing this, I was silent for a while. I lowered my head and glanced at Jin Beibei, who was already exhausted. I gritted my teeth and said, "Brother, brother, the problem is that there is no place to live..."
"...Oh, then I'll call and someone will contact you shortly."
"Thank you, Brother Dong."
"It's okay. Let's talk about it when we meet tomorrow."
"It's done."
Afterwards, we hung up the phone and Lao Xian asked me how the contact was going. I said he was arranging a place and would wait a moment.
After waiting for a while, the time will not be too short. We stood there and waited for a full hour and a half. During this period, no one mentioned it. We called to remind them about things over there and just waited.
Finally, an unknown number called me, we chatted for a while, he told me an address, and then we rushed there by car.
Half an hour later, we arrived at a high-rise community with an older building. There were security guards at the door, and we couldn't get in. We had to call and ask them to pick us up.
After waiting for more than twenty minutes, a young man wearing tight-legged pure white pants, yellow patent leather shoes, a pink jacket on his upper body, and hair about the same height as his mother's face walked out unsteadily.
"Your name is Xiang Nan." The young man came over and asked.
"Ah, hello." I went over and stretched out my hand.
He glanced at my dark paws, pinched my palm with his thumb and forefinger, and shook my hand with the other three fingers. It was obvious that he thought I was a little too arrogant.
"My name is Songsong. Brother Dong has told me, let's go." The young man said in a neutral tone.
"Okay." I nodded.
Then, he led the way, and the five of us followed behind. We circled the community twice, then walked into the building and took the elevator to the 17th floor. The young man knocked on the door and asked, "Who is it?"
"Fuck you, mother, I just went down, who did you ask, who did you say, your father." Songsong yelled and cursed.
The five of us were startled by his violent temper and looked at each other, but no one said anything.
"Bang."
The door was violently pushed open, and there was a young man inside, wearing pajamas, his hair pinned with women's hairpins, and a facial mask on his face. He rolled his eyes and said, "Mom, if you scold me again, I won't drag you tomorrow." It’s over.”
"Go away." The young man walked in wrapped in cotton clothes, and we followed.
We followed, and just as we were about to walk in, the man with the mask said, "Oh, your shoes are so dirty, why don't you change a pair? I just finished wiping the floor."
"...You're blind, I haven't walked in yet..." Jin Beibei gritted his teeth and was about to curse, but the old fairy poked him in the ribs and stopped talking.
"There are some on the shoe rack, you can put them on."
The young man wearing the facial mask pointed at the shoe rack in a charming manner, and then shouted to Songsong: "Please arrange a place for me, there is no place for me to live."
"...Wait a minute, I'll finish reading Happy Camp." Songsong, who had already walked to the living room, replied.
"Do whatever you want."
The young man who put on the facial mask drifted away. At this time, I glanced into the room and found that the room was quite big, but there were many people living in it. Some had bunk beds and some had single rooms. They all looked similar to Songsong. There are spiritual ones as well as general ones.
"...What kind of place is this?" Han Dayan asked a little confused.
"Duck pen." Lao Xian replied without hesitation.
"What is a duck."
"That's the young master."
"Ah,,." As soon as Han Dayan finished listening, he suddenly felt a chill. He pulled me and whispered: "Nannan, look how old my uncle is. Come on, pinch the folds on my face and see if it's..." Aren’t you even competing with Jingba? I can’t do this job with you. Besides, look at how old the immortal is. He gives money to others and no one else bothers him. How can you still do it? I want to make money from him."
"...Change, change your shoes..." I said while sweating. I didn't expect Brother Dong to arrange such a place for us to stay.
"Oh my god, whose stinky feet are these? I was defecating in the toilet. The smell of shit was not even covered up." A young man in the bathroom shouted.
"...I'll go, I can't. What kind of style does the place have now? This guy looks like he's fifty. How can he still do this?" One person peeked out through the crack of the door and saw Han Dayan. A little messy.
We lowered our heads and pretended that no one was in the room. After putting on our slippers, we walked to the lobby and waited a little awkwardly for Songsong to finish watching Happy Camp.
…
H City, inside a detention center.
Mi Zhongguo brought a colleague to the interrogation room. After a while, a young man wearing a brand new orange vest, Jack Jones sweater, and Puma sneakers was brought in by the guards.
"Meng Fei, right?" Mi Zhongguo raised his head and asked.
"Ah, yes, Sir!" Meng Fei smiled and sat directly on the iron chair.
"Haha, I heard about you. You are doing well. You wear Jack and Jones inside." Mi Zhongguo smiled calmly.
"A gift from a friend." Meng Fei took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit one himself. He didn't even wear handcuffs.
"I'll go through a procedure with you and learn a little bit about the situation. It's no big deal." Mi Zhongguo said with relief.
"Okay, you can ask, I will definitely cooperate." Meng Fei nodded.
"Xiang Nan, do you know him?" Mi Zhongguo asked.
Meng Fei was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "We know you."
"How's the relationship?"
"We have a normal relationship. We got to know each other because of a little friction. Later, we found that we had a similar circle of friends, so we left each other's phone numbers and made friends. If I have to say how normal our relationship is, it would be that I lent him a friend. I got the money back, but he also gave me interest." Meng Fei answered truthfully.
"Ah, how much did you lend him, can I ask?"
"More than one hundred thousand." Meng Fei answered without hesitation.
"As an ordinary friend, you can just borrow more than 100,000 yuan, haha." Mi Zhongguo asked with a smile.
"I still have 70,000 to 80,000 yuan in custody that I haven't spent yet. More than 100,000 yuan is a lot." Meng Fei frowned and replied.
"... Something happened to him, did you know?"
"Haha, you are so funny. I want to know if you can talk to me like this. Soon you will sue me." Meng Fei laughed.
"He is on the run now. He committed quite a big crime. I know him somewhat. He doesn't have much of a circle of friends. I think he needs to contact you." Mi Zhongguo looked at Meng Fei and said.
"Brother policeman, I have no results in my own lawsuit. How can I be in the mood to care about this matter? Besides, I have been educated by the government for such a long time, and I am already worried. What can I help and what can I not help? Don't worry, if he wants to contact me, I will definitely report it to the correctional officer." Meng Fei said with a very serious face, he just knows how to act and has been acting all his life.
Mi Zhongguo looked at Meng Fei and suddenly fell silent.
The two chatted for more than half an hour, and then Mi Zhongguo left. He came here with the attitude of giving it a try. In fact, he didn't know what the relationship between Meng Fei and I was like, and what Meng Fei said was reasonable. He still believed most of it.
There has been no progress in the case. Mi Zhongguo is under a lot of pressure. Tong Guangbei's gang wants to be brought to justice as soon as possible. At the same time, the family of the Hornet youth is still unwilling to give up. The superiors have given instructions on my case in a vague way, requiring that the case must be solved before May Day. , during this time Mi Zhongguo was almost exhausted and very tired.
…
Meng Fei did not return to his cell. He was first taken to the office by the guard. Then the guard went out to get water but left his phone number with him.
"Dudu..."
"Hello." After a busy tone, I answered the phone.
"Where are you?" Meng Fei asked.
"Fuck, why did you think you called me?" I asked unexpectedly while staying on the balcony of the duck dormitory.
"What happened? We encountered a difficulty." Meng Fei asked bluntly.
"Who did you listen to tell me, what kind of obstacles can I encounter? I am working out of town, and my life is pretty good." I replied casually.
"I'm just pretending, the police even mentioned me, damn it." Meng Fei was speechless.
"..." I fell silent immediately.
"Why don't you go to HH City for a while, and I'll say hello to my Mr. Xu." Meng Fei asked tentatively.
"Don't bother me. I'm staying with my friends. It's really nice." I refused without hesitation.
"...Where is it?"
"Beijing."
"Fuck, you're eating so much!"
"Haha, it's not bad." I glanced at the various ducks in the room and smiled helplessly.
"Nannan, I'm a friend. I can't help you with big things, but I can still help you with small things. If anything happens, just speak up." Meng Fei said.
"That's it." I replied gratefully.
"Let's not talk about it for now. I have to go back to the prison cell."
"good."
Just like that, we hung up the phone.
Meng Fei sat on a chair, dragging his chin, and was silent for a long time. Then he sent a text message to Lord Wei, which read: "Xiang Nan, have you contacted me recently?"
"No." Sir Wei quickly replied.
"Oh, then you can lend me fifty thousand yuan." Meng Fei quickly replied.
"I want to lend you five mouths, see if that works." Sir Wei replied emotionally.