"Hey..." Zhai Chen didn't have time to ask, he retracted his outstretched hand embarrassingly, turned his head and patted Gao Yusheng, who was still distracted, "Why are you in a daze?"
Gao Yusheng was not at all stunned to be called back, and naturally handed the car key to Zhai Chen: "Going to help?"
The police car over there had already sped out, Zhai Chen let out a "tsk", put the car keys in his pocket, and dragged Gao Yusheng out quickly: "What car are you driving, it's just one street."
"Ah?" Gao Yusheng was dragged out of the police station and went straight to the kindergarten where Zhai Chen worked. The police car without the siren was moving slowly in the traffic, only a little faster than the bicycle.
"Does that old dean Ye have anything to do with Aunt Ye?" The roads in the old city are narrow, and motor vehicles and bicycles are mixed together. From time to time, a stunned trolley rides past. Zhai Chen asked Gao Yusheng to go to the inside, thinking that he was walking too slowly, so he never let go.
Originally, Fang Chuyang only asked him to help, not Gao Yusheng. But Zhai Chen himself was full of question marks, so he could only drag people together and ask as he walked.
That house was originally where Gao Yusheng's mother, Ms. Ye Rong, lived. Zhai Chen often went to inquire these years, hoping to get some news from God, but the neighbors didn't know where she and her son went. Public rental housing can only be rented out and cannot be transferred. The owner's surname on the doorman fee registration form is "Ye", so Zhai Chen always thought that the house belonged to Ye Rong. But now, Fang Chuyang said that the house was registered under the name of the old director of Gaoyuan Orphanage, whose surname was also Ye.
There can never be such a good coincidence, right
"He should be my grandfather." Gao Yusheng slowly shook his hand and inserted his fingers between Zhai Chen's.
"Should?" Zhai Chen didn't pay attention to his small movements, and all his attention was attracted by words, "Yes, yes, no, no, can something like grandpa still be suspicious?"
"I only found out after he died." Going too fast, Gao Yusheng suddenly tripped over the uneven floor tiles. Fortunately, Zhai Chen pulled him and raised him suddenly to help him keep his balance.
The two paused for a while, and Zhai Chen pulled him closer: "What's going on?"
"When he was alive, he never came to find me, and no one ever told me about it." Gao Yusheng looked down at the hands they were shaking. It is also difficult for others to understand this kind of thing, but he has long been used to it. Even Zhai Chen didn't come to him, and it was no surprise that the grandfather, who had never met before, refused to see him.
He's a person who hates ghosts and no one cares...
"I'm asking why you stumbled." Zhai Chen raised his hand and pinched his face.
Gao Yusheng's eyes widened slightly, no one cared about him... Except for his brother.
"Let's go, let's go back and talk about these things." Walking absent-mindedly, it doesn't seem like Gao Yusheng, who is serious about everything, would do something, Zhai Chen had to swallow his doubts temporarily, and took Gao Yusheng across the road with a relaxed expression, "I just ask you Are you not familiar with Lu Changhua?"
Lu Changhua is the adopted son of Dean Ye, and strictly speaking, he is Gao Yusheng's uncle. I thought this matter had nothing to do with my own children, but now it has something to do with it. In fact, the person with the real Conan physique is a godsend.
"Unfamiliar." Gao Yusheng replied without hesitation.
"That's it."
The plainclothes police over there have begun to get out of the car in batches and lay in ambush. Gao Yusheng was shocked when he saw his destination. The so-called family home of the Mining Bureau turned out to be the community opposite the kindergarten where Zhai Chen worked!
"Isn't it called Wanhe Homeland?"
The master of the live map is very familiar with the surrounding environment of the frequented places, and it is impossible to remember it wrong.
"Well, that's the name I took later. It used to be called the Mining Bureau's Family Court." Zhai Chen explained casually, put the Gao kid in a safe place outside the door, and gestured to Fang Chuyang who was not far away. They don't move.
Several buildings in this community are connected in a fan-shaped distribution. The yard is such a slap-sized place, standing upstairs with an unobstructed view. If a bunch of criminal policemen rushed in, the people upstairs would definitely find out, and when the time comes, they may not know what to do. Zhai Chen rushed over, discussed a few words with Fang Chuyang and Team Fan, and went out first, and went to the doorman, Uncle Yang.
"Little Zhai, you haven't been here for a long time." Uncle Yang was sitting outside the guard pavilion, shaking his head and listening to the storytelling, when he saw Zhai Chen approaching, he immediately smiled.
"Master," Zhai Chen took a bench and sat down with Uncle Yang, "Is there any news recently?"
"Didn't you say you've found it?" Uncle Yang said in surprise, this was what Zhai Chen said to him on the day he resigned.
"Hey, it's hard to say." Zhai Chen pretended to sigh and shook his head.
The Chinese characters are broad and profound, and a single sentence, "It's hard to say," can cover all the sorrows and sorrows. There is no need to explain whether there is something wrong or too lazy to say, and the other party is embarrassed to ask again. A sympathetic old man like Uncle Yang can understand immediately.
"I wanted to call you in the morning. Someone lived in that house today. I remembered that you didn't need to look for it, so I didn't say it." Uncle Yang seems to be a hero who has been hiding in the enemy for many years and finally made great contributions. , but suddenly remembered that the master from the family had already given up this line, and it was no fun. Hearing that the lord needs him again, he straightened his back, pretending to be reserved and complaining.
"Really?!" Zhai Chen's eyes lit up and he asked anxiously, "Who is it? Is Aunt Ye back?"
"It seems to be a man who came in when it was just dawn. I opened my eyes and watched him go to the third building, and the lights were lit up in that room. That's right." Uncle Yang said confidently.
Zhai Chen really can't compliment Uncle Yang's level of guarding. If someone you don't know enters the community, they will come in as a tenant if they have the key, and they will not ask for their identity. No wonder this community is harassed by various small advertisements all year round. The only saving grace is that this community rarely loses cars, because Uncle Yang only looks at the place where he can see from the guard booth.
But thinking about the 20 yuan per household per month in this community, there are always people who are in arrears for the gatekeeping fee. Uncle Yang can be considered dedicated to this level.
"Go and ask for me, just ask him to make up for the doorman's fee. Didn't his family owe him for several years?" Zhai Chen urged Uncle Yang to take the lead, so that he could see if Lu Changhua was inside.
"Okay." After eating Zhai Chen's breakfast and snacks for many years, Uncle Yang was naturally embarrassed to refuse, and agreed very readily. After speaking, he got up and turned off the small radio, picked up the scribbled record of charges, and walked to the third building.
Zhai Chen unhurriedly followed behind and stepped into the old and dim door of the unit.
Under the stairs on the first floor, there were several bicycles lying crookedly, as well as broken boxes, waste bottles, and dirty ropes for tying dogs. The conditions of this community were acceptable a dozen years ago, but now it is very backward and has become a slum-like mess.
Zhai Chen, who just came out of the ravine back then, liked it very much and felt that it was very clean everywhere. Looking at it now, the rounded concrete stairs are covered with small advertisements, and the mottled handrails are covered with thick dust. It is no longer the warm and clean place in my memory.
Uncle Yang had trouble with his legs and feet, so he slowly went up to the fourth floor, while Zhai Chen stood at the corner of the third floor and waited without showing his face.
There were three knocks on the door, but no one answered.
Knocked three more times, but no one answered.
There wasn't even a sound of footsteps in the house, trying to pretend that no one was home.
However, it was not difficult for Uncle Yang, who has been urging the doorman to pay the doorman's fee all the year round. He continued to pat the door and shouted loudly: "I'm the doorman Lao Yang. We only met this morning. This house owes the doorman's fee for two years, you If you want to live, you have to make up for it.”
The sound insulation of this corridor is not good, and when Uncle Yang speaks, the whole building can hear it. The neighbor at the opposite door curiously opened the door and asked Uncle Yang, "Anyone living at the opposite door?"
"Yeah, I saw him go in this morning." Uncle Yang said cheerfully.
"Squeak -" The old anti-theft door that was short of oil slammed open, Zhai Chen heard a familiar voice and immediately sent a message to Fang Chuyang.
The person living in the house is really Lu Changhua. He spoke very fast, obviously unwilling to entangle with Uncle Yang: "How much is the total, I'll give it to you."
"I do the math, I haven't paid it since June of the year before the new year. Hey, that's three years, look at my memory. Now it's September, that's three years and two months, thirty-six plus two equals Thirty-eight months..." Uncle Yang used the mathematics level he did not finish in elementary school to calculate carefully.
"Seventy-six, it's eight hundred. You don't need to look for it." Lu Changhua was about to urinate, so he quickly finished the calculation, and when he gave him eight hundred yuan, he was about to close the door, and was stopped by Uncle Yang.
"No, how can I take advantage of you, I'll give you the prepayment, and the next two months' fees, come and sign..." Uncle Yang was serious, and when he finally broke it down, he was satisfied that he came downstairs and walked two steps. Seeing Zhai Chen holding his arms, he turned back and said, "Look at my brain!"
Zhai Chen turned sideways and made a gesture to Fang Chuyang, who was at the corner of the second floor. The detectives walked up quietly and quickly.
"Dong dong dong!" The knock on the door sounded again, and Uncle Yang's loud voice continued to howl, "I forgot something, open the door again."
"What are you doing!" Lu Changhua opened the door impatiently, and just stuck his head out when two black shadows suddenly rushed towards him. Lu Changhua, whose expression had not yet been retracted, closed his eyes subconsciously, his body immediately turned to run before his brain, and the shadow that was thrown over directly pressed him to the ground.
Speaking of so many actions, in fact, the fire and light stones are only for a moment.
It was Chen Zhaohui, whose eyes were still red, who held him down. Xiao Chen neatly pinned one of his arms behind him, raised his hand to touch the handcuffs around his waist, and felt empty. When I remembered that I handed over both the handcuffs and the police officer's card, I couldn't help but pause. Lu Changhua, who was being held, took the opportunity to struggle desperately: "Who are you, why are you arresting me?"
Chen Zhaohui almost let go of his hands, pressed one knee against his lower back, and twisted both hands together. A handcuff was handed in front of him, Xiao Chen raised his head, looked past the silver metal shackles anyway, and met Fang Chuyang's cold and solemn face.
He took a breath, took it quickly, and buckled the person.
Gao Yusheng stood at the gate of the courtyard, looking at this old family courtyard inch by inch, suddenly feeling suffocated.
A red brick building with no sense of design is next to it, and it surrounds a small courtyard on three sides. Creepers are planted at the root of the wall, winding up along the mottled wall. In the old-fashioned flower beds covered with tiles, there are no ornamental flowers and plants, all leeks, shallots and garlic sprouts.
The scene in front of me is gradually covered with a layer of yellow filter, the vegetation remains the same, and the things are man-made.
"Mom, are we looking for my brother?" Seven-year-old Gao Yusheng took her mother Ye Rong's hand and walked out of the dark and old unit building, looking forward to asking.
Mom was very young at the time, dressed in decent business casual clothes, holding him in one hand and a small schoolbag in the other: "No, let's go to Dad."
"What about brother?" Little Gao Yusheng felt that he had been deceived and broke away from his mother's hand.
"Brother has a new home. I'll take you back to find my brother, okay?" Mom squatted down and spoke to him gently. In my memory, my mother never seemed to be so patient.
"I want my brother to go to Dad's house with me." Gao Yusheng was no longer the deceived child before he was abducted and sold. He stared into his mother's eyes and asked Xingxing's whereabouts.
Ye Rong took a deep breath and took the child into her arms: "Your father won't promise to raise Xingxing. He will come back here when you grow up. If Xingxing still misses you, he will come to you."
"Wow... I don't want my father, I want my brother."
"Don't say such things!" Mom suddenly became stern, so frightened that Gao Yusheng didn't dare to cry immediately, and suddenly regretted, "I'm sorry God, Mom shouldn't yell at you. But you must live with Dad, and listen to Dad after you go. Remember that you are mother's son, don't be afraid of anyone."
A full-body black luxury car stopped at the gate, and "DiDi" honked its horn twice.
Gao Yusheng climbed into the back seat of the car, took the small schoolbag handed over by his mother, and tried his best to move his body inside to make room for his mother to get in the car. Unexpectedly, the car door closed with a bang in the next moment, isolating my mother from the car door.
"Mom!" Gao Yusheng rushed over to open the door, but the door was locked with a "click".
Ye Rong was standing outside the car, looking at him with red eyes, and forced a smile: "Tianci, mom forgot to bring something, you go first, mom will find you in a while."
"You lied! Mom, I want to get out of the car! Mom!" Gao Yusheng slammed the door hard. A child who grew up in the mountains still didn't understand how to manually open the door lock of a luxury car.
The vehicle started and the driver stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.
"Godsend, mom loves you..."
The mother's figure gradually drifted away, and was finally blocked by the exhaust of the car. The yellowed memory collapsed suddenly, revealing the true face of the reality in front of him.
A group of people pressed Lu Changhua, who was wearing a black hood, and came out of the corridor. Zhai Chen smiled and patted Uncle Yang, who had a confused face. He turned his head to look at him, and the wanton smile on his face suddenly subsided.
Zhai Chen was helping Uncle Yang to regain his senses, and when he looked up, he saw Gao Yusheng stuck in the middle of the gate like a stump of a tree. His handsome face with deep features reflected the bright sunlight of early autumn, turning pale. Immediately, he didn't care about Uncle Sheep and Uncle Niu, and ran over quickly: "Yusheng, what's the matter with you?"
"Brother." An angry voice came from his trembling throat, and he slowly spit out the panic that he had nowhere to put and didn't dare to land.
"Speak, what's the matter?" Zhai Chen was anxious, stretched out his hand to pull him, and was caught off guard by him. Gao Yusheng, who has left the category of teenagers, has strong arms, and he is instantly trapped and unable to move without breathing oxygen.
"I remember, when we were kids, we lived here!"
Zhai Chen was stunned, this kid really forgot. No wonder Gao Yusheng didn't respond when he came back here, and he rarely talked to him about the days of living here. But he clearly still remembers things in the mountain village, and it makes no sense that he remembers things in front of him and can't remember them later. Did something happen to cause some memory loss
"You've been looking for me, haven't you?"
Opposite is the kindergarten where Zhai Chen works. He has been waiting here all these years, waiting for God to come back. Knowing this, Gao Yusheng was still not sure, so he could only ask repeatedly like a fool.
People who had been hungry for a long time suddenly saw the full feast of Man and Han, and did not dare to eat or move. I'm afraid it's a dying hallucination created by the brain.
"I thought you knew." Only then did Zhai Chen realize that this stupid thing always thought he had never found him
It's just that he was afraid of disturbing him after recognizing it. After hesitating for a day or two, he was so misunderstood. For a while, he was angry, funny, and distressed. He reached out and patted his back, trying to coax him to loosen it, but he was hugged even tighter.
Gao Yusheng buried his face in his neck: "Brother, you are looking for me yourself. In the future, you can't leave me again. No matter what or who, you can't."
As always, the smooth and pleasant voice was transmitted directly to the brain through the flesh and bones, and it exploded, making Zhai Chen clearly hear something unusual. The apex of his heart couldn't help but tremble, and the hand on his back slowly moved up, touching the furry back of his head.
"Hey, are you still going?" Lu Changhua, who was wearing a hood, was stopped halfway by two policemen, very puzzled.
Zhai Chen raised his head stiffly, and saw Uncle Yang and the police comrades from the Interpol team, all staring at them.
Fang Chuyang's face was ashen: "What are you doing, hurry up and throw him into the car."
In the morning, after hearing Mr. Archibald's inadvertent whistleblowing, Xiao Chen's Heihei face had an invisible blush. He didn't dare to look at it, and dragged Lu Changhua into the police car. Captain Fan smiled and passed by with his hands behind his back: "Chenchen has helped a lot this time, and I'll invite you back to eat skewers."
"Okay," Zhai Chen replied happily, and found that Fang Chuyang was still staring at him, he immediately stared back, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen coaxing a child?"
Fang Chuyang: "..."