A jacaranda tree at the entrance of the village was in full bloom. There was a cool breeze under the tree, and the stone benches were slightly hot. The water truck had just passed by, and there was a pool of water on the ground that had not yet dried up. Half-yellow and half-green leaves were floating in the water.
Above, you can vaguely see ants under the leaf veins.
Cicadas were chirping, and four people were gathered around the stone table under the tree. Three old men in singlets, and a young man. They were playing chess with deep frowns.
The chess game has become intense and in a stalemate.
Boom - a heavy-duty motorcycle swung its tail and stopped beside the stone bench, and a fool in a black and white motorcycle suit got out of the car. The fool took off his helmet and called Jiang Heng affectionately under the tree: "Abba!"
The idiot is a nightclub owner.
The old men looked at the nightclub owner, and then looked at Jiang Heng, who seemed not to have heard and was staring at the chessboard. Judging their age from the condition of their skin, they all expressed shock: "Your son is so old?!"
"The 'son' who came over so shamelessly." Jiang Heng stopped tapping and clicked with a 'pop' sound, and said with a smile: "General."
The old men sighed, waving cattail fans and holding their sweatshirts to shake the cool breeze, and persuaded them: "You can't blindly recognize your son these days. At least find someone with a good brain, so it will be easier to raise him."
Jiang Heng: "I can't break off the relationship even after I've been raised so big. Except when I ask for money, I'm very filial at other times."
I walked happily towards my dear father, but suddenly I heard the unbearable comment of the nightclub owner, his steps gradually became heavy, and he showed a look like a woman who hesitated to speak: "I am very filial to you, but you treat me like a ditch."
"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Heng corrected politely: "Ditches are the conscience of the city. How can we discharge sewage without ditches? Ditches are so useful, don't insult them."
If it weren't for the fact that he has an iron frame that can't be broken by a hammer, the nightclub owner would have murdered his father long ago.
The nightclub owner swallowed countless curse words in dialect mixed with Mandarin, shrugged and opened the way: "This is Simen Village. You asked me to go to the Golden Triangle to check things before, but I have no one there. I finally asked someone to make some connections.
, I found Lao Duan, who sells goods there all year round. He is cautious and shrewd, and you can tell at a glance that I am not the employer behind the scenes. Unless you talk to him in person, no matter how much money you give him, he will not help. "
Jiang Heng: "What do you do?"
Nightclub owner: "I work on the sidelines, pull goods, travel long distances, and earn the price difference. I'm a bit addicted to drugs. You know that even poppy shells are a basic ingredient there. People who live there all year round will inevitably come across local food.
But Lao Duan is smart and doesn’t dare to become addicted to drugs. At most, he is just as addicted to cigarettes.”
Jiang Heng: "Yeah."
The so-called edge water operation means selling fake and shoddy daily necessities in the Golden Triangle area. Anyway, local residents and drug dealers in the mountains have never tasted the genuine products from outside.
According to the nightclub owner, Lao Duan only dares to make profit and does not take drugs. He is a principled person. Of course, if he takes drugs, the nightclub owner will not contact him because he is afraid of being betrayed.
Simen Village is an urban village in the center of the city. The floors are connected and the streets are clean and tidy. It is no less than a commercial community with complete supporting facilities.
The nightclub owner pointed to the several buildings in front and said: "They are all small-property houses developed by the village committee contracting the land to developers. Basically, each person has one building, and some people have two or three. After they are built, they can be rented or sold.
Thieves are rich."
He was so greedy that his mouth watered.
Jiang Heng walked forward slowly and followed the nightclub owner to the C floor, opened the electronic gate, entered the elevator, and went to the 11th floor. When he came out, he walked through a passage with flowerpots on both sides, filled with weeds.
When we reach the main road on the right, there are three rooms in total.
Looking at the layout, there should be a three-bedroom apartment on the left, and the two apartments on the right are both two-bedroom apartments. The door on the right has been painted with new paint and has bright red couplets pasted on it. There is a 'frame' pasted in the middle of the main door, and there are broken fireworks and firecrackers beside the door.
In contrast, the door of the second room on the right is particularly plain and without any decoration.
The nightclub owner knocked on the door to the left, and a bald middle-aged man opened the door.
He first recognized the nightclub owner, then looked at Jiang Heng behind him, scanning him from head to toe, then nodded and said, "Come in and sit down."
The bald middle-aged man is the old man they contacted.
Old Duan lived with his family. Two young people at home went to work, and an old lady was taking her grandson in the living room. Old Duan sat on the wooden sofa and said to his wife: "Old lady, take Nunu back to the room to take a nap."
After hearing this, Lao Duan's wife took her grandson back to her room and told her husband to remember that soup was being made in the kitchen.
"Remember, remember." Old Duan drove his wife away, then invited Jiang Heng and the nightclub owner to sit down, offered them a cup of tea, thought for a moment and then asked directly: "What aspect do you want to check?"
Jiang Heng held the tea cup, the light brown tea swayed slightly, raised his eyelids and smiled gently and harmlessly, and spit out two words: "Shan State Army."
Clang.
Lao Duan's hand shook unsteadily, and he smashed the teacup down, splashing the hot tea on the back of his hand. He quickly took out a paper towel to dry it, and stared at Jiang Heng in confusion. However, he could not guess Jiang Heng's purpose of collecting information about the Shan State Army.
reason.
"Purpose."
Jiang Heng said, "Have the market rules changed? The buyer must proactively provide the purpose? How about I just tell you all my personal information, including my property and bank card password, do you think you can rest assured?"
Facing the kind-hearted Jiang Heng, Lao Duan's scalp went numb for a moment. He had been to the mountains of the Golden Triangle and had seen desperadoes licking blood from their swords. Naturally, he could tell that the gentle Jiang Heng also had the blood of an outlaw!
He is even more calm than the outlaw.
Lao Duan quickly judged Jiang Heng's nature and knew that he was not easy to mess with, but he was reluctant to give up the generous reward. He lit a cigarette and thought for a long time, then slapped his thigh: "I only collect information!"
Jiang Heng: "Don't worry, every penny is worth every effort, and your work will not be in vain."
Old Duan moved his lips, and finally chose to smoke silently: "Give me half of the money first, and the remaining half will be credited to my home card at the end of the year. When the business is over, don't contact me again."
Jiang Heng: "Okay." He agreed readily. After briefly explaining the information he planned to collect, both parties fell into silence. After a while, Jiang Heng asked: "Can I use the bathroom?"
Lao Duan pointed to the balcony: "There."
"Thank you." Jiang Heng thanked him and went to the bathroom on the balcony.
There were two bougainvilleas planted in the flower trough outside the balcony. The bright red leaves were dazzling. Jiang Heng came out of the bathroom and admired the two bougainvilleas while washing his hands outside the balcony.
The owner of the flower should cherish it very much and keep it full of energy, vigorous and bright, warm and full. Its flowers and leaves cover half of the balcony and half of the hot sunlight, so the bathroom on the balcony is cool and comfortable.
The breeze is gentle and the fragrance of flowers comes.
"?" Jiang Heng frowned and turned to stare at the bougainvillea swaying in the wind.
The air carries the fragrance of flowers, laundry detergent and cleaning fluid. When you smell it carefully, you can smell a subtle stench mixed with the aroma, like the smell of a rotting corpse.
Others may not be able to smell it, but Jiang Heng has smelled the stench emanating from rotting corpses.
The corpse odor should be very strong, but this smell is very weak.
Jiang Heng observed the flower troughs on the balcony, stepped forward to push aside the bougainvillea hanging on the protective window, and saw two connected flower troughs on the opposite side. One of them was covered with cement, and the other should have been renovated and filled with new soil.
Once the bougainvillea is opened, the stench becomes even stronger.
Jiang Heng covered his nose, looked at it for a long time, and then left.
The nightclub owner stood up: "Let's go."
Jiang Heng responded, and the two said goodbye to Lao Duan.
Ding. The elevator on the left opened, and a young man and woman walked out. The young man held flower seeds in his hands, and the young woman held an air freshener in her hand. She complained to the young man next to her: "The room smells so bad. Can I talk to you?"
Dad said you want to move to another room? Otherwise, you can stay at my place."
The young man said: "No, baby, parents say this house has good feng shui and is good for family harmony."
The young woman was dissatisfied: “I am superstitious all day long.”
The young man quickly coaxed his wife: "This house has been unoccupied for too long. Although it has been renovated, no one came to supervise the work before. Maybe the workers were lazy and threw away smelly things. Let's work harder, clean it up, plant flowers, and spray
Just put some air freshener and the smell will be gone.”
They passed by Jiang Heng and looked at each other. The young man was jealous and deliberately blocked his wife's view. The nightclub owner greeted: "Abba, hurry up."
Jiang Heng stepped into the elevator, and through the palm-width gap in the elevator, the couple was taking out their keys in front of the door with a red frame on it.
