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Chapter 134: Building 13

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After discovering all this, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I went to a store, bought a pack of cigarettes, and asked the boss about it. Generally, I asked him euphemistically if there were any policemen here today.

The boss told me that no, he even told me that the law and order in Niuwang Village is very good, and there are very few police officers here.

His words undoubtedly poured cold water on me, with only one idea in his mind, we were deceived by Uncle Six.

At the moment, I bid farewell to my boss and told Zhang Dequan what the boss said.

Zhang Dequan thought the same as mine, and thought that Uncle Six had deceived us.

But, if Uncle Six lied to us, what purpose did he have? Why did he disappear

This doesn't make sense!

Afterwards, the two of us did not stay long and went straight back to the dorm.

As soon as we arrived at the dormitory, we hadn't even entered the door. A man in his thirties rushed over. When he saw us, he looked very excited and said to Zhang Dequan, "Boss Zhang, just before you leave. Three more people are missing."

When I heard it, I quickly asked: "Why did you disappear?"

He glanced up at me and said, "Go to the toilet and never see anyone back."

It's a hell, why someone is missing again? If the three of them disappeared, something is hiding from us, but what are the three missing now

At the moment, Zhang Dequan led us into the dormitory. I roughly counted the number of people. There were twelve people left, including me. According to Zhang Dequan, before I came, there were a total of seventeen people here. In other words, just one night plus one day, six people disappeared somehow.

This makes all of us feel like a cloud of dark clouds is pressing on our heads, and everyone is in danger, for fear that the next one to disappear is ourselves, even me, I feel that this matter is getting more and more evil.

One afternoon, the twelve of us were guarded in the room, and no one dared to go out again. Until 8 o’clock in the evening, that Zhang Dequan gathered all of us together, basically telling us that this is too evil and we have to go. Come over to Mr. Wu, and ask who of us would like to find Mr. Wu.

All of us, look at me and I see you. No one dared to go. In the end, no one wanted to go. I had to stand up and say, "Uncle Zhang, let me go!"

As soon as Zhang Dequan heard this and said nothing, he immediately agreed and said to me: "Chuanzi, if you can get back Boss Wu, you are the savior of all of us, and we will not forget your life-saving grace. ."

I know what he meant. This is just a polite remark. As for why I stood up, the reason is very simple. The workers here all eat with Zhang Dequan. I am the only one who is an outsider. If I don’t stand up, I will In the end, they won't change the law and let me go to Mr. Wu.

This is also human nature. Every contractor has his own team under his hand, and this kind of dangerous thing is usually done by outsiders.

Don't look at me when I was young, but I saw these things very thoroughly.

When I was sure that I was going to find Mr. Wu, everyone's tense expressions suddenly relaxed, and I was not polite, so I asked Zhang Dequan where Mr. Wu would be at this time.

According to my opinion, Mr. Wu should be in Guangzhou. After all, when Mr. Wu sent me over, he said that there was something wrong with his return to Guangzhou. The reason why I asked Zhang Dequan was to know the exact location of Mr. Wu.

What surprised me was that Zhang Dequan told me that Mr. Wu was in Niuwang Village.

When I heard the news, I was astonished as if struck by lightning, and I said, "Is it really in Niuwang Village?"

He nodded slightly, as if thinking of something, his tone couldn't help being raised a bit, and said: "The temple was built by Old Wu. At this time, the temple is about to be laid. It is impossible for Old Wu to return to Guangzhou at this moment. I even Dare to say, Mr. Wu may already know about this, but due to some factors, it did not appear."

As soon as the voice fell, many workers began to make a fuss. Generally speaking, Mr. Wu had killed his life, and that Mr. Wu completely ignored the life and death of the workers in order to make money.

For a while, the whole scene seemed a bit chaotic.

Listening to this, my heart is quite complicated. Just yesterday, Zhang Dequan kept saying that Mr. Wu was so kind to him. After only one day, he immediately pointed all the contradictions to Mr. Wu.

To be honest, I am a little disappointed with this moral right.

As a saying goes,'The husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and the disaster is about to fly separately.' This is the case for the husband and wife, not to mention the relationship between the boss and the contractor.

I originally wanted to say a few words for Mr. Wu, but I thought that they were emotionally excited. Once I spoke for Mr. Wu, I guessed that they would direct all their contradictions to me. They didn't say anything, and went straight out.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, the voice of Zhang Dequan came out of the room. He said, "Chuanzi, Mr. Wu has an old friend in Niuwang Village. He lives on the seventh floor of Room 13."

I walked out without looking back.

When I went out, it took me about half an hour to find room 13 that Zhang Dequan said. This is a nine-storey building. Compared with the surrounding buildings with more than a dozen stories, this house looks quite small, but even In this way, wherever you put this house in any village, it will be the best western-style building.

I found the stairs and climbed directly to the seventh floor. The seventh floor is a whole-family house. There is only one house on the whole floor. I raised my hand and knocked on the door, and tentatively shouted, "Is Mr. Wu here? ?"

In less than a moment, the door opened. The door opened was an old lady about 60 years old, with silver hair, heavy forehead lines and eye lines. She was wearing a blue shirt, black trousers, and a pair of eyes. Extraordinarily kind, but unfortunately, the old man's back is a little hump.

When he saw me, the old man smiled slightly and asked me: "Young man, what can I do with Lao Wu?"

I smiled politely and said, "Is Mr. Wu here? I'm in a hurry to find him."

The old man smiled and nodded: "Yes, come, come in quickly, don't stand at the door."

While I was talking, the old man led me into the house. In the room, I saw Mr. Wu who was tasting tea. What puzzled me was that he seemed to know that I would come, so he waved to me and said, "Chuanzi, come here. Chat with the old man."

I was not in the mood for chatting, when I was about to speak, I saw Lao Wu slowly stood up, patted my shoulder heavily, and said, "Don't say anything, listen to the old man first."

I hummed and stared at him closely, mainly to know what Wu Lao wanted to say.

And then Mr. Wu was not in a hurry to speak. First he blanched a pot of tea, then poured me a cup of tea, and slowly said, "Chuanzi, if I tell you, building a temple is just a cover, do you believe it? ?"

"Pretend?" I was taken aback, looking at him with a puzzled face.

He smiled, took a sip from his teacup, and said quietly: "Before talking about this, Lao Chu will introduce you to someone."

While talking, he glanced at the old lady who had brought me in earlier and said, "This is my sister-in-law and the head of Niuwang Village."

When I heard that, I quickly looked at the old lady and found that the old lady was walking towards me. She grabbed a bamboo rattan chair, sat down next to me, and looked at me again, just saying After a word, I couldn't sit still anymore. I only had one idea in my mind, and I went back to Hengyang.

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