Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 138

This book became a hit.

Li Zhuiyuan did not go to put out the fire. His first reaction was to think: This is an evil book. Is it deceiving me?
Then, the boy immediately thought of the answer: No, it didn't.

Because I am just treating it as an experiment, or to be more vividly said, a kind of divination, but the arrow has been drawn on the string, and no matter what the result is, I will continue on this path according to what I have in mind.

Therefore, it burned, proving that the secret is in my hands;

If it doesn't burn and has no reaction, then it is feudal superstition, and you can just say "man can conquer nature" and continue doing it.

Anyway, it can't affect one's own choice, so its current reaction is more inclined to be true.

That really involves the secrets of heaven.

The fire was still burning. Li Zhuiyuan picked up the cup on the desk and instead of pouring the water on it, he took a sip himself.

He knew how valuable this evil book was, but he had no reason to feel bad about it. If it was really burned, then so be it.

As the fire burned, it finally began to die out.

Half of the pages were burned black, and the cover and back were very wrinkled, but overall, it was preserved.

As expected, it is full of evil things. This life is really hard.

The boy thought of a new way to open the book.

You can use it to test the secrets of heaven in reverse.

The game between yourself and the person who sets the question will not be limited to the fourth wave. It will probably continue in the future. Then, when you have any ideas in the future, you can use this book to continue divination to see if it will burn.

I reached out and flipped through the pages of the book. Half of them were burnt black, but many of the remaining pages were just smoked yellow.

Well, even if it can never be restored, at least it can be burned again.

As for helping it recover?
This is impossible, it will never be possible.

As for this kind of evil thing, it is best to squeeze out its value, but you must never trade with it, because every time you are complacent, you may fall into the calculations of this book.

When talking to the devil, you cannot use a balance tool, you can only use a whip.

After re-wrapping it with the seal, I stuffed it under the bed.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the rag, wiped the desk, and poured himself a cup of hot water.

After thinking about it, he opened the drawer again, took out the empty can and placed it on the desk.

I hesitated whether to put a piece of paper on the can to write a label, but then thought it was not appropriate, so I simply tore off two pieces of paper, folded out a square grooved paper box, placed it in a corner of the desk, put the can in it, and then took out a pen from the pen holder and put it in it.

In this way, there is no need to explain it specifically, and Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou will not collect it and throw it away as garbage.

He reached out and touched his face.

The reason he didn't want to explain was that he felt it was a bit embarrassing to explain.

Do I have this kind of emotion now?

If it were my old self, I would probably think that this idea... no, the act of collecting cans, is so childish and stupid.

Unfortunately, this matter is still related to A-Li. He has long known that when he is with A-Li, his condition will get better and his human skin will grow.

I just don't know when this emotion will be able to get out of Ari's scope and spread to other people, or spread with myself as the center.

This does not mean that the boy wants to separate from Ari, but only if he goes out more and bolder, can he hold the girl's hand and lead her to move forward better.

Putting his thoughts aside, Li Zhuiyuan began to make a more detailed plan based on the implementation suggestions previously given by Tan Wenbin.

Plans cannot keep up with changes, but this does not mean that plans are useless. At the very least, through them, one can let his companions know clearly what the purpose is, and by the way, the plan can tell them the direction of thinking. In this way, even if changes come and the plan is scrapped, companions will know in which direction to exert their subjective initiative and will not become headless flies.

Li Zhuiyuan continued writing until dusk. He anticipated many possible accidents and added a lot of his own thoughts.

Lin Shuyou came back from get out of class, opened the dormitory door, and saw Xiaoyuan writing something. He did not dare to disturb him. He sat quietly in front of Tan Wenbin's desk and began to recite and study his own things.

However, having Xiaoyuan sitting next to you is like having an invigilator standing next to you and watching you take the exam.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Lin Shuyou simply picked up his things and escaped to the evening study room to study.

In the evening, Tan Wenbin came back and Li Zhuiyuan was still writing. Tan Wenbin stood beside him and watched for a while, then sat on his bed.

He was holding a large briefcase containing three wanted warrants.

In addition, there are three investigation documents.

The former was taken from his father's bureau, and the latter was made by him himself, which was a bit sloppy and only provided a general idea.

It was almost late at night when Li Zhuiyuan finally finished writing. He put down his pen and wrote a thick stack of papers.

For him, writing speed seriously restricts the speed of his brain.

He handed these things to Tan Wenbin, who began to look through them.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the file bag brought back by Tan Wenbin, which contained three wanted warrants and two male and one female suspects.

The most recent one was posted half a year ago. It was about a man who insulted a store owner and his daughter with violence while working away from home, and then absconded.

The most recent incident was four years ago, when a robbery gang specifically targeted taxi drivers. The gang leader was also the bait, a woman. Not only did they rob taxi drivers and injure several of them, they also seriously injured a driver and he died.

This is also the reason why taxis nowadays generally install transparent partitions between the driver's seat and the back seat to separate the driver from the passengers.

The truth is that the current social security is not very good, and taxi drivers belong to an absolutely high-income industry at present, and they are alone at work, making them easy to be attacked.

Two male members of the gang were arrested, but the female escaped. The gang revealed the female's hometown.

The one in the middle happened two years ago. The person was a swindler who defrauded many elderly people of their coffin money and pension money.

In these three cases, the suspects' hometowns are all Zhangjiajie, and the police suspect that the suspects may have fled back to their hometown.

Zhangjiajie is now a well-known tourist destination in China with beautiful scenery, pleasant views, simple folk customs and warm and hospitable people. It is an excellent place for vacation and sightseeing.

However, it is normal for bad birds to appear from time to time in any place when the population reaches a certain level.

I went here specifically to look for them, and even if I go to other areas, I can still find a lot of them.

But this also reminded Li Zhuiyuan that this method is good, after all, the destination is a city, but next time if you go to a sparsely populated area or even an uninhabited area, such as a glacier or desert... where will you find the wanted criminal?
Moreover, with the second line of "fishing enforcement", it is also difficult to find criminal gangs that dare to dig for gold in uninhabited areas.

So, just use it this time, and if it succeeds, you will have to upgrade your method next time.

For example, if you go to an uninhabited area, you have to find the criminal yourself in advance, and use sorcery or indirect methods, similar to the way you drive cattle and sheep, to guide him to the destination of the uninhabited area.

As for ordinary criminal gangs digging for gold, they have to be upgraded to tomb robbers. Tell them the clues and let them go to the destinations you set to dig ancient tombs and mummies.

"Choose this one." Li Zhuiyuan took out the wanted warrant for the female suspect. "She was arrested a long time ago and she is still responsible for a murder."

"Okay, good." Tan Wenbin nodded and separated the wanted warrant.

Li Zhuiyuan looked at the three investigation reports made by Tan Wenbin himself. In fact, they were the gangsters in three areas who were most suitable for fishing.

One is a gang of thugs who guard an underground casino, one is a gang involved in loan sharking and organized crime, and one is a gang of thugs who bully students near the school.

They are frequent offenders who go to police station frequently and are a social cancer. They scatter after every police crackdown, but soon come back again.

"Choose this one." Li Zhuiyuan chose the third one. "The thugs who bully students are generally younger, have worse economic conditions, and are more likely to daydream."

"Hey, Brother Xiaoyuan, I thought so too."

"Why don't you just take this back?"

Tan Wenbin: "Let's make it three, it's more auspicious."

Then, Tan Wenbin stood up and said, "Brother Xiaoyuan, I'll take these to the photo studio and ask Deng Chen to print them."

"Can't we make copies in the store?"

“How can the photocopying in the store be as good as the one made by Deng Chen?
Besides, if he has something to do, he will feel more at ease. "

"It's up to you."

"Oh, by the way, Runsheng will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow afternoon."

"So fast?"

"He mainly suffered serious burns on the skin. Unlike ordinary people, he doesn't have to worry about the risk of infection and can be discharged from the hospital earlier. It's because he eats too much. God bless him."

"That's great, let's have dinner together tomorrow night."

When Runsheng didn't return to the team, it was difficult for the team to really take action.

To summarize the last incident with the pig head, although Runsheng was the most seriously injured, the strength he displayed was actually what the pig feared the most.

Including Runsheng's final plan to fight with all his might, which made the pig feel the real crisis.

The pig had thought about cutting off the Dragon King's wings first, but Runsheng was the first tough guy, so he didn't dare to go up and take the head.

When the pig on Yin Meng's side wanted to go up, the fourth uncle on Tan Wenbin's side was committing suicide, forcing the pig to quickly move to get the spirit of the white centipede.

When the pig was about to attack Tan Wenbin, Tan Wenbin was not yet proficient in using the ghost-controlling technique for the first time, causing his body to appear inflated, and he looked very similar to Runsheng's state when he was about to fight to the death.

Finally, Tan Wenbin reported the address of the black python, giving the pig the choice to ignore him and go straight to the photo studio.

The fact that he was not able to completely eliminate his three companions and thus get "reinforcements" also forced the pig to choose the smartest way to obtain the "Black Python".

In short, the role of the team cannot be ignored. There must have been many dragon kings who walked the river alone in history, but this is not suitable for Li Zhuiyuan now, because the river water did not give him the opportunity to grow.

Tan Wenbin drove to Pingju Photo Studio and asked Deng Chen to copy a stack of text.

Not to mention, the human flesh... no, the snake flesh printer is very useful. Deng Chen can even help you with typesetting and font enlargement.

Tan Wenbin took the things and left contentedly. After Deng Chen "read" the contents of the text, he felt his back wet.

If possible, he really wanted to forget the content of those words, because he could see that the real ambition of the future Dragon King was not just to be satisfied with a simple passive journey along the river.

After Tan Wenbin returned to the dormitory, he passed by the window of the dormitory manager's office and went in to have a midnight snack.

After returning to the dormitory, he continued to read and study. He has now developed a good study habit of studying at night and sleeping in the classroom in the morning.

The next morning, after getting up, Li Zhuiyuan went to find A'li as usual, took a walk with her on the playground, had breakfast at Aunt Liu's, and went to the "elective class" with his schoolbag on his back.

What’s great is that Professor Zhu’s class starts at 8 a.m.

The sunny morning is a perfect match for Professor Zhu's warm and steady voice.

But some things always come so unexpectedly.

When the bell rang, the students in the classroom were still unable to wait for Professor Zhu. In the past, he always arrived early and watched the students enter the classroom with a smile on his face.

A new teacher came in, called over several class monitors who were taking large classes, and spoke briefly to them.

Afterwards, the class leaders announced to their classmates that today’s ideological and political class was cancelled. Everyone could go back to the dormitory or find other empty classrooms to sit and wait for the third or fourth class.

Although Li Zhuiyuan was sitting in the corner of the last row, he had good hearing and he heard what the teacher said to the class leaders: Someone in Professor Zhu's family has passed away.

Even though they had only met once and he had been mentally prepared, the sudden departure of the person made Li Zhuiyuan lower his eyes slightly. The hardcover book that Grandma Zhu gave him was still in his dormitory.

Li Zhuiyuan picked up his schoolbag, went to the teaching building opposite, and came to a classroom.

The teacher who was teaching the class looked at the boy and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

In fact, the boy should be taking classes in this classroom now.

Tan Wenbin was sleeping soundly, but fortunately Lin Shuyou was attending class seriously. When he saw Brother Xiaoyuan coming, he immediately woke Brother Bin up.

"Ok?"

Tan Wenbin raised his head sleepily, and when he saw Li Zhuiyuan, he immediately stood up and asked for leave from the teacher: "Teacher, the students have an activity rehearsal, I'll go first."

The teacher frowned but said nothing.

Lin Shuyou lowered his head and quickly followed Brother Bin.

Li Zhuiyuan led Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou to the family building outside the school. Professor Zhu was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room with his head down.

"Professor Zhu, my condolences."

Professor Zhu raised his head and looked at Li Zhuiyuan, forcing a smile at him, then looked at the tightly closed bedroom door: "She kept mentioning you a few days ago and kept looking at the painting you drew."

Grandma Zhu is a woman with a rich literary and artistic atmosphere. Her lifelong friendship with Professor Zhu has allowed her to immerse herself in this field for most of her life. Therefore, she really likes Li Zhuiyuan, a young prodigy with both talent and intelligence.

Previously, when Professor Zhu invited Li Zhuiyuan to his home, he said that his wife had a strange disease, which was indeed a strange disease. As her time was approaching, no specific problem could be found and there was no way to treat it. He could only watch his wife's condition getting worse day by day.

"Professor Zhu, what about the funeral?"

"I have notified the school, and they will send someone to help me."

Tan Wenbin naturally understood the intention of Brother Xiaoyuan to bring him here, and took the initiative to say: "Professor Zhu, let us help you manage it. My family has been doing this for three generations."

"Don't bother, the school will..."

Tan Wenbin: “We are also from the school.”

Professor Zhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Well, thank you for your hard work."

As he spoke, Professor Zhu stood up and bowed to Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin accepted the gift. He said it was nonsense that his family had been doing this for three generations, but he had attended many funerals with Li Sanjiang and was familiar with the procedures involved.

"Professor Zhu, do you plan to rent a mourning hall at the funeral home or just hold it in the community?"

"Let's do it in the community. She planted all these flowers outside. She probably wants to say goodbye to everyone here. It's just... it's best to do it quietly so as not to disturb the neighbors."

"Don't worry, I understand."

Tan Wenbin started to take care of things one by one, and later, people sent by the school to help arrived and became Tan Wenbin's subordinates.

Under his operation and management, the entire funeral was in order. Professor Zhu, who had lost his beloved, was able to sit next to the rented crystal coffin and quietly accompany his wife on her final journey.

For the relatives of the deceased, this is a great blessing.

Colleagues and students of the two elderly people all came to mourn.

Lin Shuyou was arranged by Tan Wenbin to write the gift list. According to Professor Zhu, all the gifts, whether from colleagues or students, would be returned after the funeral.

It was impossible for him to accept the donations from the students. Even if they were colleagues who had done him favors in the past, he was too old to be likely to have the chance to repay them in the future, so he simply decided not to accept any.

Originally, the most suitable person for this task was Li Zhuiyuan, but Li Zhuiyuan had experience in writing a couplet for Liu Jinxia before, so he was not suitable to handle this matter specifically, and he was afraid that it would add variables to the funeral.

So, Li Zhuiyuan was responsible for sitting next to Professor Zhu and listening to him telling stories about his and her past.

During this period, Li Zhuiyuan heard that Grandma Zhu's hometown was in Zhangjiajie, but she no longer had any relatives there.

This seems like a coincidence, but it also seems deliberate.

Li Zhuiyuan did not respond and continued to listen quietly.

When night fell, Runsheng and Yin Meng, who had just been discharged from the hospital, also came. Runsheng still had a lot of bandages wrapped around his body, but it did not affect his ability to help with some things.

Since there was no banquet, everyone just ate a little in the evening. Professor Zhu was in a relatively calm state of mind, so he ate a little with everyone else.

At night, everyone stayed with Professor Zhu to keep vigil all night.

Originally, Tan Wenbin said that he and Ayou could stay, but Li Zhuiyuan did not return to the dormitory and chose to stay here.

The next morning, Grandma Zhu was picked up by the crematorium's vehicle, cremated, and then buried in a nearby cemetery.

In the afternoon, Professor Zhu came back holding the black-and-white portrait of his wife and placed the portrait frame on the altar that had been arranged in advance.

Tan Wenbin helped to light incense and candles, and the last step of the ceremony was completed. The funeral process was over.

Overall, the funeral was rather simple, and many aspects did not conform to the rules, but Li Sanjiang once said to Zhuangzhuang that the funeral for the dead should be carried out according to the needs of the living.

For Professor Zhu, what he wanted was to go through such a simple process like a breeze, without any grand ceremony, so that he could keep his wife's feelings at home and continue to live with "her".

Finally, Professor Zhu grabbed the arms of everyone who came to help and knelt down in front of them.

It was all just a gesture. As soon as the old professor bent his knees, he was lifted up by everyone. He was not asked to really kneel down.

Each person was given a red envelope, and the old professor had to let them take it, so everyone took it.

After the event, Li Zhuiyuan and others returned to school.

At this time in the past, everyone should go to Lao Sichuan for a meal, but after just experiencing a peaceful funeral, they have no appetite for these spicy and greasy foods.

The five of them cooked a few pots of noodles in the store and had a simple meal with some sausages and pickles they brought from home.

After everyone had finished eating, Li Zhuiyuan said:

"The operation can begin."

Tan Wenbin is in charge of the wanted warrant line. He can play freely to find out the involvement and make the cause and effect of this line richer.

Lin Shuyou and Yin Meng were in charge of the gangster line near the school. They had to put more money in their pockets or bags to show off their wealth in front of the gangsters, and then deliberately go to the alleys to give them a chance to rob them and give them clues to the gold bars.

Yin Meng is the only girl in the team. Before Lin Shuyou's face was revealed, she gave people the impression of being timid and easily bullied.

The two of them are most suitable to be used as bait.

Runsheng is not suitable to appear in this kind of scene, especially since he is still wrapped in bandages. A big guy with bandages on his body looks like someone who is not easy to mess with. Even if he hangs a big gold chain around his neck and swings it around, those hooligans who are so low-level that they bully students will not dare to provoke him.

Li Zhuiyuan asked everyone to prepare the script today, and after the script was written, it would be submitted to him for review.

The purpose of doing this is also to delegate thinking exercises.

In the evening, Tan Wenbin first gave his script to Li Zhuiyuan to read. He must have been thinking about it for a long time, and he wrote it in one go.

"Okay, that's great, let's go."

In the evening, Yin Meng and Lin Shuyou also handed in their scripts. After reading them, Li Zhuiyuan said:
"There's no need to play 'couple'. It's too much drama." Li Zhuiyuan shook his head. "You can make some cuts. You can magnify the contradictions in your daily interactions. Don't leave too many painful parts in the plot."

Yin Meng and Lin Shuyou looked at each other, obviously not yet fully understanding.

"Come on, let me help you make changes." Tan Wenbin put his arm around the two men's shoulders and began to give them advice.

By late at night, the second version of the script was ready.

Li Zhuiyuan took it and looked at it, then said with some concern:

"No problem, but I hope that after you finish your performance, it won't affect your unity in the future."

……

During the third and fourth periods of the next day, Li Zhuiyuan went to Professor Zhu's class as usual and waited.

He originally thought that Professor Zhu would not come to class, but he came.

For him, maintaining the original rhythm of life helps to create a sense that the lifestyle pattern remains unchanged.

Professor Zhu first smiled at Li Zhuiyuan who was sitting in the corner of the classroom, and then began his lecture.

His voice was a little hoarse and tired, but the content of his lecture was still organized and rational.

After class, Professor Zhu walked over to Li Zhuiyuan and chatted with the boy for a while.

After the chat, he left.

Li Zhuiyuan sat there, watching his back disappear outside the classroom door.

After a while, Runsheng came in with a lunch box in his hand.

Li Zhuiyuan opened the lunch box and found two dishes made by Runsheng himself, covering the rice.

"Brother Runsheng, have you eaten?"

"Of course I'll eat first, otherwise I'll have to carry the bucket over here, which won't look good."

"Are they all gone?"

"Yeah, Binbin went out, Mengmeng and Ayou went out too."

"Then after I finish eating, I should go find my third line."

"The third line, where is it going?" Although Runsheng had no role this time, he also read the plan and the script.

"Go find Professor Zhu."

"Wasn't this Professor Zhu's class just now?"

"It's his class. I deliberately waited until now. The nature of the conversation is different between him coming to talk to me and me taking the initiative to talk to him."

On the first day of the funeral, sitting next to the crystal coffin, Li Zhuiyuan felt a little nervous when Professor Zhu mentioned Grandma Zhu's hometown. He didn't want Professor Zhu to talk about Grandma Zhu's last wishes in her hometown.

Because what he wants is not the push of the river water, but his own initiative.

On the day after the funeral, Li Zhuiyuan did not mention anything about Grandma Zhu's hometown to Professor Zhu. In this morning's class, including the chat between the two after class, Li Zhuiyuan did not mention it either. Of course, Professor Zhu did not mention it either.

This is to confirm that there is no river water involved this time.

Now that it has been confirmed, it’s time to take the initiative to dig.

Li Zhuiyuan finished his meal, covered his lunch box, and said, "Brother Runsheng, let's go."

Runsheng smiled. He knew that Xiaoyuan had called him here on purpose because he was afraid that he would be in a low mood after just returning from an injury and having nothing to do. That was why he had specifically asked him to bring lunch in the morning and said they wanted to act together.

But if I'm just going to Professor Zhu's house, why do I need to follow him?

Xiaoyuan, you are indeed different from before.

In the past, when Xiaoyuan was in front of you, he would be very enthusiastic, considerate and pay attention to every detail, but if you were not by his side, it seemed as if you were completely gone from his world.

Runsheng had seen the scene that night when the boy squatted by the stream with burning incense in his hand after answering a call from his mother.

He seemed to be climbing out of the mud bit by bit, and I had become accustomed to standing in front of him.

When Li Zhuiyuan arrived at Professor Zhu's house, Professor Zhu was having dinner.

He cooked a dish, took his bowl of rice, sat in front of his wife's portrait, and ate while chatting.

Professor Zhu was a little surprised by Li Zhuiyuan's arrival, because if there was something, why didn't he say it in the classroom?
"Xiaoyuan, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten Professor Zhu."

Li Zhuiyuan sat down on the chair next to him and began to chat slowly with Professor Zhu.

As they chatted, the boy took the initiative to change the topic: "Zhangjiajie is such a beautiful place, Grandma Zhu, have you ever thought about going back to visit your hometown?"

"I have thought about it, but firstly, there is no one left in her hometown, and secondly, we were busy with work before, and her health will gradually deteriorate after retirement."

"Then Grandma Zhu, you must have some regrets. I heard that after a person dies, their soul will go back to their hometown to have a look."

Upon hearing this, Professor Zhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

Fearing that Professor Zhu would decide to go alone, Li Zhuiyuan hurriedly spoke again:
"Professor Zhu, I have a relative who is working in Grandma Zhu's hometown recently. He just called me and asked me to go visit him. I have already asked for leave from school to go there.

I plan to take a picture of the rural home in Grandma Zhu's study and a photo of her to her hometown to help her fulfill her wish."

"Your relatives?" Professor Zhu asked with a worried look on his face. "What relatives? Xiaoyuan, you are still young. In addition to your immediate family, some relatives also have to..."

Li Zhuiyuan uttered two words with difficulty: "My mother."

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Professor Zhu breathed a sigh of relief. He was worried that the teenager had been deceived. If such a child was abducted and sold, it would be a great loss to society.

"Professor Zhu, I went to the study to get the painting?"

"Then thank you, Xiaoyuan. Actually, after listening to you, I decided to go there myself."

"You are older, and so many students are looking forward to your class."

"Indeed, I'll have to trouble you then."

"This is what I should do, you're welcome."

Li Zhuiyuan also helped to pack up Grandma Zhu's belongings. He knew where the painting was. Professor Zhu also gave Li Zhuiyuan a photo of Grandma Zhu. The photo was also in black and white, but Grandma Zhu in the photo looked younger.

"She would have liked to be younger when she returned to her hometown, right?" Professor Zhu asked the last question to the portrait.

Li Zhuiyuan packed up the things first, and then lit three more incense sticks for Grandma Zhu.

The old lady may not have such a strong obsession with her hometown, and I added this wish to her.

She is gone, and the cause and effect has nothing to do with her, but to a certain extent, I have taken advantage of her.

Li Zhuiyuan handed Professor Zhu a piece of paper with Tan Wenbin's pager number and the store's phone number written on it.

The person in the team who is most sensitive to the sound of the pager is Tan Wenbin, and there is someone available to answer the phone in the store 24 hours a day.

"This is?"

"Professor, if you have any problems or need to go to the hospital, please call this number and we will be there right away."

"You don't need that. I'm in good health. Besides, I can't keep bothering you."

"This is a token of our gratitude as students. Please accept it."

"Okay, okay, I'll take it. Thank you, kid. I'll go put it under the glass of my desk."

Professor Zhu took the note and went into the inner room.

Li Zhuiyuan turned his head to look at the portrait of Grandma Zhu. Smoke was rising from three burning incense sticks. Deng Chen's photography skills were really too delicate.

In the portrait, Grandma Zhu is looking at the young boy in the white smoke and smiling.

……

After Tan Wenbin walked out of the school gate, he was going to the police station to find his father.

However, he did not drive the store's pickup truck out as usual, but instead hailed a taxi at the school gate.

According to the script, he now had to add some drama to himself. As soon as he got in the car, the driver smiled and said, "Oh, it's you, haha."

"Master, is it such a coincidence?"

"Yeah, it's just a coincidence."

This taxi driver was the one who took Tan Wenbin from Pingju Photo Studio to the Eighth Hospital last time. He told him that his grandson had been in a car accident, and since he also wanted to go to the Eighth Hospital to visit an old brother, he waived his fare.

Jinling is a big city with many taxis. This was the second time he encountered this person, so Tan Wenbin took a look at the other person's work ID card in front of him: Liu Changping.

Liu Changping said as he drove: "I'm going to see a movie with someone tonight."

"Got someone?"

"It's just one stroke away from success."

"congratulations."

"It's all thanks to you. If you hadn't taken my car to the hospital that day, I wouldn't have known her."

"Oh?"

"She was a trainee nurse in the hospital. I happened to meet her when I parked my car. She fell down, so I helped her up. That's how we got to know each other."

"That's your own blessing."

"hey-hey."

Tan Wenbin knew that it was because Liu Changping had confiscated his money that day.

I had just returned from riding a wave with the Dragon King, and he gave me a ride for free, so I got a little bit of merit from this wave.

This little bit of merit, when given to Liu Changping, gave him a chance to find a partner.

This is not an exaggeration… because relying on these merits, my life span has been directly extended. Look at the White Crane Boy. If his merits were not great enough, how could he “endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens” and eat alone?
In addition, after reading Xiaoyuan's record of the Third Wave in "Zhuiyuan Secret Scroll", Tan Wenbin noticed that Xiaoyuan also wrote about the incident when he was "blackmailed" on the bus back to school.

Although he has not verified it, Tan Wenbin suspects that the person who embezzled Xiao Yuan's car fare is the "bastard fellow traveler" mentioned by Liu Changping.

What a joke this guy is. Why would he cheat anyone else but steal the money from the Dragon King who just came back from surfing?

If he directly links his own karma with "evil spirits", then who will be unlucky if not him?

Thanks to Brother Xiaoyuan's detailed explanation of the cause and effect of walking on the river, Tan Wenbin now has his own understanding of it. In this world, there does exist a kind of "noble person". When you meet a noble person, your luck will improve.

But the prerequisite is that you have to have good intentions. Those with good intentions will have good luck, while those with bad intentions will suffer backlash.

After laying the groundwork, Tan Wenbin started chatting with Liu Changping.

As the conversation went on, he turned the topic to the robbery cases targeting taxi drivers.

"That's right. Especially when picking up customers at night, I have to be extra careful. I dare not go to some remote places, no matter how far the road is or how high the fare is.

And on that night, when several men took a taxi together, I would feel a little uneasy.

I don’t want to have money but no life to spend it.”

"Then can't they arrange for a woman to take a taxi to lower your vigilance? I heard that there was a case like this four years ago, and a person died."

"Yes, yes, yes, I remember that incident. The gang asked the woman to take a taxi at night, and when they arrived at the destination, two men rushed into the car and robbed her.

Well, I had just entered this industry at that time, and I was scared when I heard about this incident. Later, the gang was caught by the police, but it seems that the woman escaped. "

Next, Tan Wenbin deliberately led Liu Changping to attack the female suspect together.

Liu Changping cursed so much that he enjoyed it so much that even when he reached his destination, he still felt unsatisfied and picked up the cup and drank the whole glass of water in one breath.

Tan Wenbin paid the fare and Liu Changping generously gave him a zero.

"Oh, how can this be so embarrassing? Isn't it usually the passengers who tip the driver?"

"Honestly, little brother, if you open a shop someday and specialize in chatting with people, I think there will be people willing to pay to find you just to chat."

"Hahaha." Tan Wenbin got out of the car with a smile, walked into the police station, came to the door of his father's office and knocked.

"Enter."

Tan Wenbin straightened his clothes and thought of Liu Changping before. He suddenly realized that his own father had always been the one who got the largest share of the profits.

I haven't even started to rely on my parents for support, but you, dad, have been taking advantage of me, your son? This is outrageous!

Tan Wenbin pushed open the office door and walked in, deliberately leaving it open, and said loudly:

"Dad, when I took a taxi here, I heard the taxi driver tell me a story. He said that four years ago, there was a gang...

There are such arrogant criminal gangs in this world. The taxi drivers work hard from dawn to dusk, forgetting to eat and sleep, to serve the citizens and build a good city brand. How much effort have they made...

In broad daylight, in a clear and bright world...

This is simply unbearable...

As an outstanding young person commended by the police, if I have the chance, I will definitely...

...bring them to justice!"

Tan Wenbin's voice attracted many police officers outside. Some old police officers were also explaining the case to the young police officers. In order to catch this gang, the bureau had made a lot of efforts and even asked police officers to pretend to be taxi drivers.

Tan Yunlong was sitting behind his desk. At first, he was wondering what was wrong with his son?

But as he listened, his expression gradually became a little strange, and he had a premonition that he seemed... to be able to make another contribution.

In fact, every time before performing a meritorious deed, his son would perform such a bizarre performance.

Finally, Tan Wenbin finished speaking.

Tan Yunlong opened the lid of the teacup on his desk and pushed it forward.

Tan Wenbin was not polite either. He walked forward and drank the tea in the cup.

"Huff...hiccup."

"What's the matter?"

Tan Wenbin closed the office door, walked to the desk, and whispered, "Dad, the wanted poster I copied from you yesterday..."

"Isn't what you just said one of them?"

"Well, I think the case I just mentioned can be investigated more closely."

"What clues do you have?"

“Not yet, but it depends on human efforts.”

"What's the idea?"

"Not yet, but God has eyes."

Tan Yunlong took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

To be honest, as a policeman, he was unwilling to apply his own thinking patterns to this situation.

But the problem is, sometimes he has no choice. Ever since the boy pushed open the door of his office and walked in at the Shigang Police Station to tell someone that there was a body buried under the water tank in his pond, his worldview has become distorted.

He could only comfort himself again and again that everything was done to solve the case and bring the criminals to justice.

Tan Wenbin took a cigarette from his father's cigarette box, and after his father lit the cigarette, he put his mouth close to it.

Tan Yunlong lit a cigarette for him and asked, "Didn't you quit smoking?"

"Yeah, I've quit for many days."

"That's such a pity, just bear with it."

"It's okay, it's not a pity, just quit every day."

Tan Yunlong sighed helplessly: "Smoke less, it's not good for your health."

Tan Wenbin blew out a smoke ring and waved his hand, saying, "That's even less of a problem. Your son can now actively do addition and subtraction in his lifetime."

Tan Yunlong said: "The nature of this case was very bad at the time. As a citizen, we have the responsibility and obligation to cooperate with the police to jointly create a harmonious and safe social security environment..."

Tan Wenbin nodded continuously after listening to this. He thought that he was indeed his father. He was just like him, smart.

Tan Yunlong: "...if you can find her, call the police immediately."

"understand!"

Tan Wenbin put out his cigarette and waved his hand: "Dad, I'm leaving. I may have to go on a long trip in the near future. Please go home more often to accompany my mother."

“You don’t need to teach me this.”

"The problem is that you are too busy with work to accompany your wife, so your wife has to ask my partner to accompany her. If my partner goes, I have to drive there, and I am also very busy, okay?"

"roll!"

Tan Wenbin left the police station and when he walked to the door, he looked at the majestic and tall signs on both sides.

He remembered that Brother Xiaoyuan once said that when Uncle Li encountered dirty things, he would take the initiative to hold the sign of the police station.

At the beginning, Xiaoyuan and Runsheng treated me as a temporary sign and carried me.

Then, does my trip today also count as a "show of strength"?

Anyway, here we come.

Tan Wenbin walked up to the plaque, opened his arms and gave a warm hug.

"Hey, Binbin?" Officer Zhou just walked in from outside. Seeing this scene, he smiled and said, "It would have been great if I had known you would apply to the police academy!"

"Huh?" Tan Wenbin laughed as he brushed the dust off his chest. "The division of labor in the revolution is different."

"It's okay. It's not like there won't be any more opportunities after you graduate."

"I still prefer to deal with water."

"That's fine, water conservancy projects are helpful to national development!"

……

At dusk, outside the middle school after school.

"Remember, you have to pay this much money tomorrow, do you hear me?"

"I...I don't have any more."

"No more? Haha, just like today, can't you just secretly take out the money from home?"

"If I take it again, my parents will find out. Seriously."

"I don't care if your parents find out or not. Remember, if you can't come up with the money tomorrow, think about what's going to happen to you."

"I……"

"Snapped!"

The male student fell to the ground after being slapped in the face. A gangster stepped on the boy's chest with his shoe and spat heavily in his face.

"This is just an appetizer. If you can't pay tomorrow, I'll treat you to a good meal in the toilet, hahahaha!"

"I'll pay...I'll pay..."

"boom!"

The gangster kicked the boy again and said, "Go away. See you tomorrow. Don't try to hide from us. We have plenty of ways to find you."

The boy got up in a very embarrassed manner and ran away crying.

The three hooligans gathered together, counted the money, and divided it in time.

Just at this moment a female student walked over, and a gangster walked up and slapped the female student hard on the butt.

"what!"

The schoolgirl ran away screaming.

The gangster put his palm to his nose and sniffed it, letting out a smug and shrill laugh.

At this time, another gangster poked him and pointed to another place. At a stall across the street, a young man who looked like a nerd was paying. He was holding a stack of big unity bills in his hand and was counting the change to hand over to the stall owner.

There was a young woman next to the young man. The woman was carrying a bag and wearing a skirt. The two were arguing.

"Brother Tiger, that girl is so white."

"Yeah, it's really white, and so damn tender."

"It's not a middle school, it's a nearby university, right?"

"should be."

The three thugs' attention was immediately attracted by Yin Meng.

Yin Meng was not bad looking to begin with, and Aunt Liu had used a special method to whiten her skin. In addition, she dressed up specially today, which made her look even more youthful and beautiful.

The three thugs unconsciously moved over there, wanting to join in the fun, either to be a hero and save the damsel in distress or to take advantage of an opportunity, anyway they wouldn't lose out.

However, before they could cross the street, two people on the other side of the street finished shopping and walked over here on their own initiative.

The man even took the initiative to hand the money to the woman and put it into the girl's bag.

Lin Shuyou: "This is all the living expenses my family gave me this semester. I can leave it with you for safekeeping."

Yin Meng put the money into her bag and said sarcastically, "What are you going to do with all this money? Ha, I really despise the nouveau riche like yours."

Lin Shuyou: "You said I can, but you can't say that about my family!"

"I said, I said, what's the matter? Aren't your family just nouveau riche? Why are you so arrogant?"

"That's better than your family. It's true that your family used to be rich, but now it's nothing but a piece of shit!"

"Even a chicken feather is still a phoenix feather. How can a small character like yours compare to it?"

"Hey, a hero doesn't even brag about his past achievements. Look at who's left in your family now!"

Next, both sides exchanged frequent insults about "nouveau riche" and "poor people".

The three thugs heard that the man was trying to please the woman, but she didn't appreciate it. The woman's family used to be very well-off, but not anymore, but the man's family is very rich now.

The two of them were obviously quarreling and almost had a falling out. They were cursing each other with red faces. It didn't seem like they were acting at all.

Moreover, the two men talked so much that even if the three thugs got close to them, they didn't know how to interrupt them.

Lin Shuyou: "Don't you see how poor your family is now?"

Yin Meng: "What do you mean by poor? My grandfather once buried a treasure in the ground in the backyard of the old house. Whenever I need it, I can go back home and dig it out anytime!"

In accordance with local customs, Yin Meng's grandfather buried two jars of wine for her shortly after she was born, waiting to be opened when Yin Meng got married.

"If you do this again, I will ignore you!"

"Ignore you, who cares about you? Get lost and don't follow me!"

"Okay, let's go!"

Lin Shuyou separated.

Yin Meng walked into the alley ahead alone.

The three thugs looked at each other and followed. They had seen with their own eyes the man stuffing a wad of money into the woman's bag.

"Ah, what are you doing, what are you doing!"

Yin Meng heard footsteps coming from behind her and tried to hit them with the bag in her hand, but soon because the girl was not strong enough, even her bag was snatched away.

"Go away, don't come over here, don't come over here!" Yin Meng hugged her arms in fear and kept backing away to the corner.

The three thugs swallowed their saliva and were about to take advantage of him when they suddenly heard a hurried whistle nearby.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The three thugs used to only bully middle school students and squeeze their money. When they heard the voice, they immediately panicked and immediately left Yin Meng and ran away quickly.

Lin Shuyou landed with a whistle in his mouth.

Yin Meng also returned to normal and said, "You're too fast. I haven't finished laying the groundwork yet."

Lin Shuyou said: "I'm worried that you can't help it."

If these three really made a move on Yin Meng, Lin Shuyou was afraid that Yin Meng would get angry and poison them to death.

Yin Meng said: "Go and chase them, follow them and see if they will take the bait."

"understand!"

Lin Shuyou climbed over the wall to chase after him.

The three thugs ran back to one of the men's home, closed the door, and immediately started rummaging through the stolen bag in the house.

First of all, there is that stack of money, a real stack of great unity.

Then, there was some change and some cosmetics for girls.

"Hey, what is this?"

One of the makeup boxes was cracked, revealing a yellowed piece of paper inside.

Brother Hu took out the paper and spread it out. There was a picture drawn on it, with traditional Chinese characters and a specific location. The next one was the backyard of Jie's house in Baichi Village, Shazi Town, Zhangjiajie...

The last part is a small illustration showing a jar buried in a yard. There are pieces of stuff in the jar with the note "gold" next to it. Even without looking at the note, you can still tell it is gold.

"Is this the treasure map of that woman's home? She said her grandfather buried treasure for her."

"Is this true?" asked one of the thugs.

"Brother Tiger, I think it should be true."

Brother Tiger: “I think it’s true too.”

Lin Shuyou was hanging on the edge of the roof, listening to the conversation inside through the window.

After discussion, the three gangsters gradually reached a consensus that the treasure map was real.

The trick is not very clever, but it is impeccable.

Because the three thugs couldn't even imagine the possibility of being cheated, because they had nothing to be cheated of.

Of course, the most important thing is that this stack of money actually fell into their hands.

It is the weight of this stack of money that makes this treasure map look so real.

If a scammer were to throw a stack of money directly in your face, then there would probably not be many people in this world who could resist being cheated.

"Does that woman know that the treasure map is here?"

Brother Hu: "Whether she knows it or not, we must hurry up and dig out the gold. Then we won't have to worry about anything in this life!
"Even if we don't find the gold, this money is enough for the three of us to travel a few times. It won't be a loss anyway!"

Brother Hu slapped him on the head and said, "Bullshit! Don't say unlucky words! There will definitely be gold! Come on, both of you go home first and pack your things quickly. We'll go to the train station tonight!"

Lin Shuyou smiled, retracted his body, and just as he jumped down the stairs and was about to find a small store to make a pager, he met Yin Meng who had also followed him.

Yin Meng threw a bag of clothes to Lin Shuyou, which contained a new set of clothes, a hat, a scarf, sunglasses, and money. She asked:
"how's it going?"

"Go tell Brother Xiaoyuan that we can eat fish now."

……

Brother Hu and his two brothers, each carrying a luggage bag, entered the train station.

They first went to the ticket window to buy tickets. Fortunately, there was a train to that destination in the evening.

"Are there any soft beds?"

Brother Hu asked the question in a pretentious manner. In fact, he saw the sign saying that there were no soft sleeper tickets for this train, but that didn't stop him from asking deliberately now that he had money.

If there really was a soft sleeper ticket, he wouldn't have asked. Before he got the gold, he wouldn't dare spend it lavishly.

"There are no soft sleepers left, but hard sleepers are available. Do you want to buy one?"

"Buy, three tickets."

Brother Hu took the ticket and turned and left.

Later, Lin Shuyou, who had changed his clothes, came forward. He had extensive experience in makeup performances, and it was extremely easy for him to follow Brother Hu and the others closely without being discovered.

After Brother Hu and the others walked a little further away, Lin Shuyou said, "We're on the same train with them, five hard sleeper beds."

……

There was a strong wind on the platform at night, bringing the coolness of late autumn.

The train finally arrived at the station, and the railway staff began to make arrangements for the passengers, and passengers got off and got on the train one after another.

Brother Hu and his two companions moved into a hard sleeper room with three berths on each side, upper, middle and lower, for a total of six berths.

"We only have one lower bunk."

Brother Tiger: "Damn it, I forgot to tell you when I bought the ticket."

The tickets were numbered consecutively, and just happened to be bought by the three brothers on the left side, top, middle and bottom.

But the middle and upper berths in the hard sleeper car are really cramped and very uncomfortable.

Brother Hu: "Well, Ah Xing, you sleep on the lower bunk opposite and take turns sleeping with Ah Wen. If anyone comes, we can just switch bunks with him. It's no big deal."

Ah Xing nodded and directly occupied a lower bunk opposite.

Soon, a strong man with bandages on his body came in.

He stood next to Ah Xing and said in a low voice, "This is my shop."

Ah Xing looked up at the burly man, then looked at Brother Hu who was sleeping on the lower bunk opposite.

Brother Hu saw Runsheng, but he pretended not to see him.

"roll!"

Runsheng's voice became louder.

Ah Xing had no choice but to leave the lower bunk and climb onto the upper bunk opposite.

Next, Li Zhuiyuan and Tan Wenbin came in.

The boy’s bag contained Grandma Zhu’s paintings and photos, and Tan Wenbin’s bag contained the wanted poster.

Li Zhuiyuan climbed to the upper bunk on this side, and Tan Wenbin came to the middle bunk.

Yin Meng and Lin Shuyou were next door.

The train started moving.

Tan Wenbin was the first to open the conversation and asked Brother Hu, "Where are you going?"

Brother Tiger: "Zhangjiajie."

"What a coincidence, isn't it? I went there too."

"Are you from there?"

"Half of it, I went to school there when I was a kid."

"Then do you know where Shazi Town and Baichi Village are?"

"Fool Town and Idiot Village?"

"Yes, do you know where it is?"

"Oh, I really don't know. The place names have changed a lot in recent years. Wasn't Zhangjiajie called this before? Are you going here?"

"Ah."

"It's okay. When we get there, I'll ask for you. I'll definitely be able to find out the answer."

"it is good."

"By the way, what are you doing there?"

"Something happened." Brother Hu didn't want to talk more.

Tan Wenbin stopped talking. It was already late at night when they got on the bus and everyone gradually fell asleep.

At first, the snoring of Brother Tiger and the other two was very loud, but it was soon completely suppressed by the symphony of Runsheng and Tan Wenbin.

Li Zhuiyuan was lying on the upper bunk, with his eyes open, looking sideways out of the window.

It was dark outside, with only a few sparse lights occasionally.

If you are a pessimist, you will probably feel sad when you see the scene and feel that the road ahead is bleak and confusing.

But there was a lively gleam in the boy's eyes, and he was very excited.

Walking along the river,

Perhaps I shouldn't have been squatting there, waiting nervously for wave after wave of river water to hit me.

Instead,
Take the initiative to walk towards the river!
(End of this chapter)