Chapter 50 Missing
"Uncle Fat, that's great. This book is a good thing. I'll accompany you to your hometown when I'm free."

"Alright, then I'm going back to my hometown and I'll call you."

At this time, another guest came, so he was busy greeting others.

After eating, he scanned the QR code to pay, greeted the fat uncle, and hurried to the old house.

After another night of delay, Zhang Jingchun was also worried.

Seeing that a shared electric car came here, I scanned one and rode it.

Hey, this is much more comfortable than shared bicycles. Brand new electric bikes, the parts are very sensitive, and they arrive at the place within a short time of turning the switch.

It's the bustling time in other places, but this place is still deserted like a dead city.

He hurried in, and after taking two steps, he felt his feet go soft, thinking he had stepped on shit, so he quickly jumped to the side.

But only then did I realize that it wasn't shit, but a small snake whose head had been beaten to pieces.

Who is it that you are so ruthless?

But he couldn't control that much anymore, so he quickly picked up the trash can with a small stick and walked in, but just two steps away, he found another dead snake, about 50 centimeters long, and another small snake, which seemed to be a litter.

A litter?
Zhang Jingchun's heart skipped a beat when he thought of a litter.

I couldn't help thinking of when I visited the old house last night, didn't there be a nest of snakes in the room with 800 million cash hidden in it?Is it possible...

He was so scared that he ran over quickly.

When he walked to the wooden door of the old house, he was dumbfounded.

The wire was gone, and the broken lock was lying on the ground.

The wooden door was wide open, and there were obvious traces of dragging on the ground.

it's over...

Zhang Jingchun's heart skipped a beat, and he ran in quickly. The doors of all the rooms were open. A pile of soda cans and plastic bottles in the previous room seemed to be gone. The most important thing was the mattress standing in the pile of debris. ……Gone.

When Zhang Jingchun saw the empty room, his mind went blank.

"what!"

Zhang Jingchun yelled frantically, and kicked the wooden door. The wooden door was knocked down by this kick, and fell inside, turning up dust.

At this time, he even hated Zhuang Yiran. If she hadn't insisted on going to see that crappy company, he would have got the 800 million in cash.

"Who is it?"

Zhang Jingchun was so scared that he almost sat on the ground with this abrupt voice.

Turning around to see the old woman with her waist bent at 90 degrees, she gave a wry smile helplessly.

"Grandma, you...why are you walking silently? You scared me to death."

"Hehe, I'm old and light, don't I want to see who it is? This house, why hasn't it been cleaned yet, how about I help you shovel the grass?"

"No grandma, I want to ask, when and who opened the door of my house. I twisted the wire and hung the lock. I came here today to have a look. The door was open, and all the things inside were taken away. gone."

"I don't know, what else do you have in here?"

"There are... nothing, some cans, plastic bottles, oh, and some old furniture in that room are not used now? I still want to repair it for myself?"

"Ah, wasn't it you last night? I'll be around ten o'clock tomorrow night. I saw lights in here, and there seemed to be more than one person. I figured that you should find someone to clean the room together. I'll I didn’t look at it, so I went home, what? Could it be that I recruited thieves?”

"No, grandma, when you looked at it yesterday, how many people were there?"

At this moment, the old lady trimmed her gray hair and thought for a while: "I look like a couple. It looks like one is over 50 years old? But there are still young people's voices in it. I thought it was you?"

"Great, then do you remember what the couple looked like? Those things are really important to me. I have to find those things?"

"Oh, boy, don't worry, let me think about it, oops, look at this man's old age, his brain is not working well, let me think about it."

The old lady was leaning on a stick in her hand at this time, bending over and thinking hard.

"Yes, yes, the man seems to have short hair, it's very short, the kind that sticks to the scalp, but the hair is all gray. The woman has short hair, and it is also grey-gray. She is wearing a floral dress. It’s the kind of clothes worn by the elderly, loose and big, and the kind that flutters and flutters when the wind blows.”

"Oh, is it the one with 25 sets at the night market?"

"That's right, that's right, it seems to be all flowers anyway, and the wine red ones seem to be, yes, wine red, the same color as that red wine."

"Then where did they go, do you know?"

The old lady shook her head at this moment: "I probably walked around the entrance of the alley and went back. I didn't see it clearly."

"Okay, thank you grandma, then I'll look for it."

"Okay, don't worry, young man. Those two seem to be collectors of waste products. You may have a clue at the waste station."

Hearing what the old lady said, Zhang Jingchun nodded, yes, this is a way of thinking.

At this time, I hurriedly looked at the tire marks on the ground, but took a photo and found it.

You can still see some wheel marks in this alley, but you can't see anything on the road outside.

After all, there are water spray trucks and cleaning trucks sweeping the floor every morning on the main road. It is almost impossible to find them by tire marks.

Now I can only see where there are waste recycling bins.

After all, I have never done this job before, and I don't know where to find it, so I opened the JCDecaux map and searched.

Not to mention, I really found a recycle bin called Xingwang.

Then I hurriedly rode on the shared electric car and passed by.

After a while, I arrived at the Xingwang waste collection station. This place is close to a river, surrounded by a place surrounded by various iron sheets and iron nets. It is probably illegally occupied because the surrounding area is desolate.

However, the environment of this place is good. Standing by the river, there is a large banyan tree with hundreds of years at the gate of the yard of the waste collection station.

The big branches are densely packed and hang down neatly, forming a natural decoration. When the wind blows, it is very cool.

Under the tree, an old man was sitting on a bamboo leisure chair, shaking there.

There is a small tea table next to it, and on the table is a set of old teapots that have been coated with red sand and clay.

The small pot is not big, just enough to cover it with one hand. Seeing that the spout of the pot is clean and the rest of the pot is greasy, one knows that it is a private tea-sipping imperial concubine pot.

There is a radio on the tea table, which is almost invisible now, but there is still Shan Tianfang's "Three Heroes Sword" in it. Zhang Jingchun couldn't help but stop when he heard Shan Tianfang's voice.

That was his childhood memory, as if he was brought back to his childhood...

 Thanks to [Fish Sleeping on the Road] and [You have to play your cards according to the routine] brothers for their support!
  


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