The next day, Chen Wenguang took Cheng Ran home again. After passing the gate and entering the Fulong compound, Cheng Ran saw a black and white police van parked downstairs of the apartment building.
Chen Wenguang sent Cheng Ran downstairs. Cheng Ran said goodbye to him, went upstairs, took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole. The sound of the door opening echoed in the corridor. The door opened, and the sound of cooking came first, then through the dining room and living room, a straight figure was sitting on the sofa, it was Gu Xiaojun.
At this time, Gu Xiaojun turned his head and saw Cheng Ran coming in. He quickly stood up from the sofa and grinned. He had a dark face, and Cheng Bin used to call him "Little Black Charcoal". Then the four brothers also often called him "Little Black Charcoal Little Black Charcoal". Cheng Bin scolded him, but Gu Xiaojun was not angry. Instead, he protected the four of them very much. He just reciprocated and gave each of the four people a nickname. The others couldn't remember, but Cheng Ran remembered that he was called "Onion Head" because his hair was sticking up after sleeping and couldn't be pressed down no matter what, it was almost like onion whiskers.
As Gu Xiaojun has been on missions outside for many years, his skin color has never been the same as that of normal people. I'm afraid that if he were thrown into the deep mountains and forests and stood with the bark of a tree, he would not be recognized at first glance. However, Gu Xiaojun has always been proud of his skin color in front of his brothers when he has been involved in many incidents with the army and the police. He claims that this is his protective color. Once he hides in the woods, you can't even tell he is moving next to you.
At this time, Gu Xiaojun was smiling, and his white teeth under his dark face were quite dazzling.
"Brother Xiaojun!" Cheng Ran walked in and saw Gu Xiaojun's simple smile. Cheng Ran felt as if he was in another world. He remembered what he was like when he first met him. Now it seemed like more than ten years had passed, and he was still the same in front of them, the younger generation.
Xu Lan, who was busy in the kitchen, had come out. Seeing Xiaojun standing up, she quickly told him to sit down. "Eat the fruit. Eat more. Look, Xiaojun, you are nearly 30 years old. When should you get married? Your girlfriend is a policewoman, right? I heard that you are so lucky. Come on, you should think about starting a family and stop following Cheng Bin around."
Gu Xiaojun looked embarrassed and looked at Cheng Ran for help, but Cheng Ran smiled like a squinting rabbit.
Then Xu Lan went to the kitchen to serve the dishes and told them to wash their hands and eat. In front of Xu Lan, Gu Xiaojun nodded repeatedly like a person of the same generation as Cheng Ran, and wanted to help serve the dishes, but Xu Lan stopped him and said, "Just wash your hands and wait for the table."
At the sink, Gu Xiaojun took the time to say to Cheng Ran, "Cheng Bin is in a meeting in the city, a provincial public security bureau director work meeting at the Public Security Department, at the Xinhua Hotel, a closed-door meeting that will last for two days, so he asked me to come over first. What, did they really attack you?"
Cheng Ran said, "This is not the point. Let's eat first, and then we'll go somewhere."
Gu Xiaojun looked at Cheng Ran and nodded.
At the dinner table, Xu Lan told Gu Xiaojun about Cheng Ran being slapped in the face, and said that the young hooligans in today's society are too lawless. She sighed and said that she knew that you people in the police department also have to follow the rules, but the social security really needs to be rectified, otherwise ordinary people will be helpless against hooligans and even the underworld behind them.
Gu Xiaojun put down the bowl and said solemnly, "Aunt Xu, good will prevail over evil."
Xu Lan smiled and said, "That's true, but don't treat me like you're reporting to me. I'm your aunt, not Cheng Bin or your boss. Pick up your bowl and eat the food. Let me test my cooking skills today."
Gu Xiaojun chuckled, "Aunt Xu's cooking is delicious."
Cheng Ran pointed at a plate of cold cucumber in front of him and said, "It's too sour. Mom, you put too much vinegar. Brother Xiaojun, don't you usually not eat sour food? Are you used to this?"
Xu Lan exclaimed "Ah" and looked at Gu Xiaojun worriedly.
Gu Xiaojun remained calm and said, "I think it's okay."
Xu Lan also glared at Cheng Ran fiercely, "You are the only one who asks for too much!"
Cheng Ran slammed the table, "Report, he only ate one bite and didn't take a second bite."
While Xu Lan was suspicious, Gu Xiaojun took the plate and shaved half of the pickled cucumber into his own bowl. "I was too busy talking to have time."
Xu Lan's lips twisted after taking a bite, "It's really sour! I poured too much vinegar just now... I'll quickly add some sugar."
Then Xu Lan came into the kitchen with the mixed vegetables. Cheng Ran looked at Gu Xiaojun, who could only move his chopsticks with difficulty and was eating the pickles without raising his head. He smiled and said, "Brother Xiaojun... you flatter me too much. Aren't people's police supposed to seek truth from facts? There is a price to pay for blindly flattering."
When Xu Lan brought out the plate, Gu Xiaojun, who had ignored Cheng Ran the whole time, raised his head and wiped his mouth with paper. "Actually, it doesn't matter if it's a little sour. I don't eat sour fruits, but vinegar is different. It's better to eat more vinegar, like this..."
Gu Xiaojun was probably thinking about the benefits of being jealous, but he had no idea about this. Under the gaze of Cheng Ran and Xu Lan, he suddenly changed his words, "This... whet my appetite! I can eat more food!"
After saying that, he started to eat his rice in big mouthfuls.
Xu Lan was so happy, "Yeah, if it's delicious, eat more!"
Cheng Ran felt sorry for him when he saw him wolfing down his rice.
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After dinner, Cheng Ran told Xu Lan that he was going out with Gu Xiaojun, and called Zhao Qing. While waiting for Zhao Qing, Gu Xiaojun held the cup in the car and drank water in big gulps.
Cheng Ran smiled secretly. A moment later, Zhao Qing came in and greeted Gu Xiaojun warmly and shook hands. The two had known each other in Shanhai. Cheng Ran told him a place, and Gu Xiaojun drove out of the Fulong compound.
There is still a constant flow of traffic in Chengdu at night. Although the number of cars in Chengdu at that time is not as high as in later generations, it is actually still very large. On some main roads that have not been widened, traffic jams can occur during peak hours.
The van drove onto West Street and entered the dormitory yard of the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe. The car stopped downstairs of the building. Gu Xiaojun was wearing a police uniform and took out his hat and put it on.
Cheng Ran and the other two entered a newly built apartment building and climbed up to a security door on the third floor. They found that the wall in front of this family's door had been painted over, with a distinct color difference from the surrounding walls. Under some of the new paint marks, the words "pay back the money" could be faintly seen.
Gu Xiaojun glanced at Cheng Ran, who nodded. Gu Xiaojun stepped forward and knocked on the door. After knocking for a long time, there was a sound of a small door inside the security door opening. Then the observation hole of the security door slid open, revealing a middle-aged woman who looked somewhat like Qin Qian, but with disheveled hair and looking haggard. She looked out the door with alertness and fear in her heart, but when she saw Gu Xiaojun in police uniform, she seemed to be relieved instantly.
"Who are you looking for?"
Gu Xiaojun said, "Is this Qin Songyuan's home? It's like this, we are from the Provincial Public Security Department, and we need your cooperation in understanding some things. This is my work ID." Gu Xiaojun opened his police officer ID and handed it to him.
After the middle-aged woman looked at it, the sound of the top and bottom locks of the security door were turned and the door opened.
After Gu Xiaojun and the other two entered, Cheng Ran entered Qin Qian's home. The house was indeed very large, and the decoration was very luxurious in that era, even a bit of a nouveau riche feel. One could imagine the scene when Qin Qian held a birthday party here and invited all the friends involved.
But things are unpredictable. Suddenly, the house was filled with a depressing and gloomy atmosphere. Even the curtains were drawn and closed tightly, as if they didn't want people outside to see the lights inside.
There was a musty smell coming from the house, and the table was covered with leftovers. The door was slightly deformed, and the lock core had been replaced. Some of the wooden edging of the decoration showed signs of cracks, probably from previous damage. The house has been cleaned up, but the traces are still there.
The room had some traces of a girl like Qin Qian, and her clothes were hung on the balcony. However, a few lights in the living room were broken, and only two downlights on the diagonal line were on. This home was neither warm nor comfortable. Thinking that Qin Qian probably faced such a family atmosphere every day, it was no wonder that she wanted to escape. She used to follow Guo Yi, but now she would rather work part-time at Tianxing Dojo and go home at nine or ten.
"Qin Songyuan is not at home... You may not be able to find him..."
Gu Xiaojun said, "When will he come back? We can wait for him, or do you have a way to contact him?"
"Old Qin... what's the matter with you guys?" Qin Qian's mother was still on guard and looked at Cheng Ran again, because she thought it was a bit strange for him to appear with the police at his age.
Gu Xiaojun said, "It's like this... Don't worry, we know that Qin Songyuan's factory has problems and may have been coerced and retaliated by some evil forces. We want to learn more from Qin Songyuan. We even hope that he, as the president, can come forward to inform the victims he knows and actively cooperate with our police to report some situations... We hope that Qin Songyuan can stand up and communicate with us. The person next to me is the son of Cheng Feiyang, the chairman of Fulong Company."
"Ah..." Qin Qian's mother opened her eyes wide and looked at Cheng Ran. The name "Fulong" was the indirect cause of their family's transformation. Recently, she and her husband had quarreled and fought over this matter. Of course, facing such a situation, Qin Qian's mother couldn't attack Cheng Ran directly. Instead, she nodded, picked up the phone, and made a secret call, "Come back, the Provincial Public Security Bureau is looking for you, saying that they want to understand the situation of the evil forces..."