"There's no sign of a fight here. Judging by the lock on the door... Ye Yan might really be in trouble."
The environment in the private horse hut can't help frowning. He received a call from Ren Ziling in the middle of the night, and rushed over in a hurry.
"Old horse, don't you want to think of a way?"
Ma Houde walked to the window to look at the situation facing the street, and suddenly said: "You said he was monitoring the people in the unit building opposite, didn't you?"
"Well, it's the bodyguard of Lin Geng, the former boss of Tianying Entertainment. I don't know the details."
Because they are two different systems, Ren Ziling can only choose to keep some content. It's just that the three of them have a deep friendship in private, and it's unreasonable to say nothing.
Ma Houde nodded and said: "Ye Yan is a very good person, he will not let himself be troubled easily. But since this happened here, others can't find it now, and it is not ruled out that he is in danger..."
Having said this, Ma Houde suddenly turned serious, "I have to tell you something, you'd better calm down."
"Say!" Ren Ziling was also quite straightforward.
Ma Houde took a deep breath and said, "I also received the news today, from Lyon, France. According to them, Ye Yan was prevented from being dismissed by Interpol last month and included in the wanted list. Then I found his record of leaving the country and knew that Ye Yan was born here, so he notified us as soon as possible, hoping we can pay more attention."
"What?" Ren Ziling was taken aback, and said in disbelief, "How is this possible? What did Ye Yan do?"
Ma Houde smiled bitterly: "If I knew, I wouldn't be confused. To be honest, when I heard the news, I just dropped the phone. But they said it was their internal secret. Of course, they have no right To mobilize us, we are just looking for cooperation. Seriously, before I came here, I was looking for Ye Yan all day long, and I didn't expect that he might be missing... "
"I'll look for it too." Ren Ziling said, "If Ye Yan is still in this city, I can always find him."
But Ma Houde said: "Don't interfere with this matter, I'm afraid it involves more than the superficial things. I am a person in the system, and I have a request from Leon, so it is much more convenient for me to act, and it is much more legitimate. You Wait for my news."
"I don't care about other people. Lao Ye's affairs are not other people's affairs!" Ren Ziling said angrily, "He's already wanted!"
Ma Houde knew that it was impossible for him to persuade the other party, so he had to take a step back and said: "Then you promise me, we both will look for it, no matter if you find it first, you will notify me as soon as possible. Next, when you contact him, you must Let me come forward... This matter will cause international problems, you really can't be willful."
Ren Ziling nodded and said, "I'm not stupid, I still want to live my life, I know what to do."
Ma Houde also knew that Ren Ziling was a man of one word, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay... by the way, you must not let Luo Qiu know about this matter. Apart from his father, Ye Yan is afraid that it will be him. The most admired person. This child, I don't want him to be unhappy."
"You think I'm stupid! I'm more nervous than you!"
"Leave here first." Ma Houde said hastily: "If anyone has been here before, they may come again. Please don't come up to this room for a while, I will let you know if there is any news."
"Um!"
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Fang Jiping returned home full of thoughts. It should be much later than usual, but at this moment Fang Ruchang is still sitting in the living room and reading the newspaper.
Fang Jiping didn't intend to talk to Fang Ruchang right now, he lowered his head and planned to walk back to his room.
"It's a lot later than usual, what did you do?" Unexpectedly, Fang Ruchang said suddenly at this moment.
Fang Jiping turned around and saw that Fang Ruchang was still reading the newspaper at this moment, and said, "It's nothing, I just stayed outside for a while, thinking about something."
Fang Ruchang didn't look up, and said calmly: "It's good to think about something. It's better to think clearly. For you now, the most important thing is the game. Don't let those insignificant things affect you."
"I see." Fang Jiping nodded, "I'll go back to my room first."
"Go. Go to bed early." Fang continued to flip through the newspaper as usual.
After returning to the room, Fang Jiping was a little irritable. He walked to his closet and took out a small box that was placed in the innermost part of the closet.
Open the box, inside is a dilapidated rattle. Fang Jiping took out the snare drum, held it in his hand, and was in a daze.
"Mom, mom, where are you, I'm so scared! Huwa is so scared... woo woo..."
"Don't quarrel! If you quarrel again, I'll kill you! Little brat, shut up!"
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"I'm hungry… "
"Little bastard! If you don't beg enough money today, don't think about eating! If you don't beg enough tomorrow, I will break your hand! Just like the one next to you, after breaking your foot, make more money!"
"don't want… "
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"From today onwards, you are our usual son, your own son, do you understand? I will give you the best food, the best clothes, and the best education, but there is only one requirement, that is, that you absolutely You can't mention to others the fact that you were adopted by me. Remember, I can give you everything, and I can also take back everything from you, leaving you with nothing!"
"I know, I know..."
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Fang Jiping held the rattle in his hand vigorously, the memories that had already become blurred and gradually faded suddenly became clear this night, one scene after another of yesterday was staged in his mind in turn.
"Why don't you come out... I obviously broke my throat... Is gambling really more important than your own children?"
Fang Jiping murmured to himself, pinched his eyebrows, and sat on the chair like this, feeling all kinds of feelings.
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Aunt Yang Ping's ID card has even expired.
But for the current Luo Qiu, it is not difficult to open a room for the aunt in the hotel.
"At the age of thirteen, Fang Jiping won the third place in the National Youth Violin Competition..."
"Fifteen… "
"Sixteen years old..."
The aunt listened carefully to Luo Qiu's voice and Luo Qiu's words, and listened to every past of her son in her heart. She didn't dare to say a word, and she didn't even dare to strike up a conversation, because she was afraid that if she interrupted, it would not only interrupt the other person's words, but also what she could remember.
After listening, the aunt closed her eyes, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
From the perspective of the maid, such a thing as covering the quilt cannot be allowed to be done by the master himself. So the maid lady gently lifted the aunt's feet and put them in place.
On the side, Luo Qiu was opening the big off-white cloth bag that Yang Ping had always carried with her.
A stack of crumpled leaflets, they have not only been crumpled, but also probably wet by rain.
There were several steamed buns in the red plastic bag, one took a bite, and the other smelled sour.
A small jar of white rice, a large stainless steel cup, and three sets of clothes. There are two sets for adults, one thin and one thick. The third set is children's clothes.
A spoon, a small bottle of medicine with a few leftovers, and a pair of worn cloth shoes.
There is also an embroidered purse, which contains some change, a few cents, a few yuan, ten yuan a piece.
A plastic comb with missing teeth, and a small, blurry but cracked mirror the size of a palm.
The mobile phone is a model from a long time ago, and there is no way to turn it on.
Some medical bills.
A small notebook, which was also wet by water, had many phone numbers and addresses written on it.
These seem to be the ups and downs of this aunt in the past twenty years. (.)