After marrying Bai Yueguang, the vest fell off

In the afternoon, the two slept in the room, and did not go out until nightfall.Both of them were dressed in black, with hats and glasses wrapped heavily and went out the door.

The car drove a long way on the deserted street before stopping not far from the destination.Hiding the black car in the overgrown weeds, the two walked to the warehouse on foot.It was late at night and the road was dark, Ouyang Wan held Song Liang's hand tightly, and the two walked forward with difficulty under the moonlight.

This warehouse has been abandoned for a long time, and it looks a little eerie.Ouyang Wan took out a small flashlight to shine on it. The wreckage of the car was taken away by the police as evidence. All they could see were black marks and ashes. There were wooden boxes piled up on both sides of the warehouse, covered with a thick layer of dust. It was dilapidated.

"Look for any valuable clues." Song Liang stretched out his hand and opened a box lid, which contained some weathered rags.

Ouyang Wan searched carefully along the warehouse from front to back, but still found nothing special.

The two stood at the door of the warehouse, and the cold wind howled. Suddenly the whole warehouse was shaken by the blow, and a few pieces of rags flew to their feet with dust.

Ouyang Wan pulled the person aside to avoid, looked down at the rags in front of him, and suddenly remembered something, "This warehouse has been around for a long time, most people probably don't know there is a warehouse here."

"What do you mean?" Song Liang looked at him and suddenly understood the meaning.

"Well, the man threw the car here. He should have thought about it a long time ago. He knew there was such a place, but it was very hidden. How did he find it? And why did he just burn the car? Nothing happened to the warehouse. Wouldn't it be better to burn it all?"

"Either the person in charge was too flustered and only remembered to deal with the car. But the bigger possibility is that this warehouse was originally used by those people as a trading place, after all, it was dark under the lights." Song Liang continued to reason.

"So we have to leave here now." Ouyang Wan said, pulling people to the back quickly.

A pair of eyes watched them from the darkness, but they didn't move.

"Look for Officer Liu and find out who this warehouse originally belonged to." Back at the temporary residence, Ouyang Wan said to Song Liang while cooking.

"Yeah." Song Liang quickly sent a message there.

"It belongs to a clothing company, Rainstorm." Song Liang walked into the kitchen, standing next to Ouyang Wan, not knowing what to do.

"I'll do it," Ouyang Wan saw that he was at a loss, "Is there any other information? Is this warehouse left alone?"

"The couple got divorced, and this warehouse was allocated to one of them. That person was a doctor and had no business acumen, so he let it be abandoned." Song Liang looked at Ouyang Wan's back and found that the apron strap was loose. He stood up naturally. Fasten him behind him. "There is a very interesting thing here. This doctor is called Lin You, and he is Pual's father. The warehouse is their family's property."

"Huh? That's it." Ouyang Wan quickly put the beef into the heated oil pan and stir-fried it. "Looks like I'm going to ask my uncle if he has told others about this warehouse."

"Go out and have a look later." Song Liang handed him a clean plate.

"Okay. Go sit down, it will be ready soon." Ouyang Wan put out the beef.

After dinner, Ouyang Wan showed Fang Chengjun a cross-border video in the study room. When Song Liang appeared on the screen, Fang Chengjun started to stutter. Although he knew that Song Liang was alive some time ago, but with his own eyes Seeing it, I was still shocked.

"Brother Song, you... are you really alright?"

"En." Song Liang responded to him.

"When are you coming back? I'll pick you up." Fang Chengjun was excited.

"I have encountered some troubles recently. There is a smuggling organization here, which is very troublesome." Ouyang Wan interjected, "Cheng Jun, we don't have many useful clues now, and it seems to have been exposed. You have to join forces with the international police, We need some trustworthy people right now."

"Boss, I'll go now." Fang Chengjun hurriedly said.

After hanging up the phone, the two waited in the house for dark. "How have you been here for the past two years?" Ouyang Wan put his arms around him and looked at him with distressed expression.

"It's also pretty good, but there have been too many changes recently, and it's a bit difficult for me to be alone, so I just happened to be seen by you." Song Liang smiled nonchalantly.

"It's been two years, and you've changed a lot." Ouyang Wan stepped forward, "Fortunately, it's not a dream now."

Song Liang lowered his head, his eyes were a little gloomy, "In the past two years, I have done a lot of things that I think are right, and my mood has changed a lot. I used to always chase after your shadow, which seemed quite boring, but now it's fine." Song Liang raised his head to look at him while talking, "You shouldn't be here, why not be your president?"

"After you left, I was waiting for death until you appeared in front of me again intact. Now this is my life choice, and I am responsible for it." Ouyang Wan looked at him seriously, "You have to be good, I will never will hurt you again."

Song Liang got up and didn't talk about this topic, "I'm going to catch up on sleep."

Ouyang Wan followed behind him, and the two lay back to back on the bed, thinking about each other. After a while, Ouyang Wan turned over and put his arms around the man's waist, rubbing his chin against his shoulder, "What should I do with you?"

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, the two took their coats and hats, and drove to the Chinese medicine clinic.The old Chinese doctor didn't ask a doctor in the afternoon, but was drying herbs in the yard.

He was a little surprised to see the two of them coming together, "Is there nothing wrong with your body recently?" He looked at Song Liang and asked.

"Please worry about it, there's nothing wrong with it." Song Liang replied.

"Uncle Lin, did we come here to ask you something?" Ouyang Wan helped organize the herbs.

"What's the matter, Ouyang?"

"There is a warehouse in the suburbs. It originally belonged to Rainstorm and was distributed to you. Have you rented it out to others?"

"Warehouse, let me think about it. It seems that there is one. I left it to me after I divorced Sam. I don't understand those things in the mall. He didn't agree to let him take it back. Later, I didn't take care of it. Just Abandoned." The old Chinese doctor was trying to recall, "A few years ago, someone wanted that piece of land, but I thought it was useless to keep it, so I gave it to him."

"Do you remember what that man looked like?"

"It's also an Asian face, quite tall, and looks very polite."

"Is there any characteristic?"

"There was a purple birthmark on the man's forehead, and he smelled of alcohol, as if he frequented bars. That's all I remember."

"Thank you Uncle Lin." Song Liang thanked.

"What are you doing with him?"

"It's nothing, but there is something that has something to do with him." Ouyang Wan didn't want to cause panic, "Uncle Lin, let's go first. Your medical clinic should find a helper."

[The author has something to say: I cleaned up my phone tonight, and cleared all the data in this software. It turned out that the unpublished chapters I coded were gone. It was too difficult for me, but I still worked overtime to get this chapter. The first day of the last month of 2020, I have had a crazy day, hope you all are going well. 】