Xie Liuyun walked him to the door. Just when he was about to close the door, he suddenly remembered something. He ran to the stair railing and asked loudly: "Brother Zhang, did you hear any movement on the stairs last night?"
Brother Zhang, who had just reached the first floor, stopped after hearing this, turned around and looked upstairs, and said to Xie Liuyun: "No? Apart from the sound of you knocking upstairs, there is no other sound.
I guess my room faces your father's bedroom, which sounds more real. Look at the lack of reaction from Director Liu and Teacher Wang next door!"
Xie Liuyun said with a smile: "Yes, brother, I remember. Just get busy! I won't delay your work."
Brother Zhang pointed at Xie Liuyun, smiled and shook his head, "Okay! We really have to hurry, otherwise we will be late."
Seeing Brother Zhang disappear at the top of the stairs, Xie Liuyun stood thoughtfully for a while.
In an instant, he thought a lot, and at the same time he was sure that what happened last night was not his dream, but something that really happened in front of him.
When he thought of this, Xie Liuyun broke into a layer of cold sweat and his whole back was soaked.
The wind in the corridor was so fast and cold that it made him shiver.
Xie Liuyun returned to the house and closed the door tightly, trembling all over.
He couldn't control his trembling, so he had to go back to his bed and lie down. He pulled the quilt over him and wrapped himself tightly, wishing there was no gap left.
But even so, Xie Liuyun still couldn't stop himself from trembling.
He felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, no, he should have fallen into ice water. The bone-chilling cold made him want to shout but couldn't. He was so weak that he couldn't move even if he wanted to. He could only watch helplessly.
He fell to the bottom of the river.
When talking to Brother Zhang just now, Xie Liuyun almost cried out in surprise when he heard him say that he was banging last night. Behind him, he used all his strength to hold himself up so as not to cause any problems.
He didn't want his current state to be seen by Brother Zhang. Apart from making Brother Zhang more worried, it would not help anything.
He was a little scared. If he couldn't control it at that time, he really didn't know what to do.
Now, when he was alone at home, he suddenly felt as if all his strength had been taken away from him, leaving him completely spiritless.
After about half an hour, Xie Liuyun gradually felt that there was a touch of warmth in his body and he was no longer so cold.
Xie Liuyun was lying on the bed. Although he was still motionless, his brain, which seemed frozen just now, had begun to move again.
In quiet contemplation, Xie Liuyun was like a hibernating animal, focusing all his attention on what had happened in these few days.
He is remembering, analyzing, and judging.
First, without any warning, my father disappeared.
There was no news, and there was no kidnapping or blackmail. It was as if my father had never existed.
Immediately afterwards, the diary in which my father had never stopped writing could not be found, and the few words about his father's private emotional world were no longer traceable.
What's even more bizarre is that my father came back last night, but he was obviously controlled by others, in a trance, and completely lost his sense of autonomy.
Who are the little boy who came back with his father and the man he calls Fourth Brother? Judging from their appearance, they should be organized, so whose instructions are they under?
This organization with unknown background did not hesitate to risk exposing its own secrets and sent people to take my father home to look for the diary. It can be seen that my father's diary must have recorded very important information, otherwise they would not have paid so much attention to it.
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Xie Liuyun thought about these issues and finally made a decision.
He got up from the bed, picked up his satchel, and checked the wooden box. All the letters were there.
Then, he opened the desk drawer, took out a box, took out all the money in it, put it in his wallet, and put it in his satchel.
Finally, he put on his coat, scarf and hat, looked around the room, and walked out of his room.
When changing his shoes at the door, he specially selected a pair of suede shoes with hard rubber soles.
Such leather shoes are both warm and strong. When walking on the construction site, they will not be affected by the rough road at all. Of course, they will also facilitate your future actions.
After packing up, Xie Liuyun left the house as usual when going to work. After locking the door, he walked down the stairs and went out to the street.
After walking through the alley outside the building for more than ten meters, Xie Liuyun entered the street.
At the intersection of the street, he glanced back at his small building in the morning light, breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around and walked forward.
At the Nanjie Police Station, Director Liu Changyun saw Xie Liuyun coming and invited him to sit in his office.
Liu Changyun looked at the slightly haggard Xie Liuyun and asked, "Liuyun, did you not sleep well? You don't look good this early in the morning?"
Xie Liuyun shook his head. For safety reasons, he did not tell Liu Changyun what happened last night.
"Uncle Liu, I haven't had a full night's sleep since my dad disappeared. I came here to tell you something. You are my dad's old friend for many years. I don't have any other elders here, so I think I should come and tell you.
Tell me what I think."
Liu Changyun nodded, "Liuyun, Tingsong and I are like brothers. If you have any ideas, just tell me!"
"Uncle Liu, I want to go back to my hometown. It's better than staying here and worrying and doing nothing. Besides, I'm thinking, maybe it's unknown if my dad goes back to his hometown?"
Liu Changyun said with some worry: "Go back to your hometown. As far as I know, there are not many people in your hometown anymore. Is there no possibility of going back to Tingsong?"
Xie Liuyun was quite confident about this and said: "Uncle Liu, my dad doesn't have any brothers or sisters. He is a single descendant of the third generation here, but everyone from the Xiangdang clan is here? If anything happens, go back to your hometown and there will be someone to take care of you."
, it’s better than hiding around outside.”
Xie Liuyun's words also made some sense, which allowed Liu Changyun to dispel some of his doubts.
Liu Changyun took out a piece of official paper from the file box on his desk, took out the pen from his breast pocket, unscrewed the pen cap, and wrote something on the paper.
After a while, after he finished writing, he opened the drawer of his desk, took out an official seal, opened the lid of the ink pad box on the table, dipped it in for a few times, and then firmly covered it on the paper in front of him.
After Liu Changyun finished doing this, he picked up the paper, looked at the content on it, and checked it again. After confirming that there was no problem, he blew on the stamped position on the paper with his mouth to let the wet ink pad dry out quickly.
Seeing Liu Changyun doing these things, Xie Liuyun said nothing. He, a common man, couldn't ask too many questions about public affairs, especially police affairs.
He picked up the water glass that Liu Changyun had filled himself with just now, took a few sips of the hot water, and felt much more at ease.
After the ink pad on the paper was completely dry, Liu Changyun handed the paper with his handwriting and seal to Xie Liuyun who was sitting opposite.