I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

After Gu Wantang entered the East District, Lin Ye returned to the security booth and placed his business card on the table.

The anti-floating bottle stands beside it.

A business card.

A vase.

Lin Ye looked at them, and suddenly felt anxious and uncertain, realizing that he had acted impulsively.

Around 9 p.m., Gu Wantang came out of the East District.

Her face was even paler than when she went in, and she had already put down the white chrysanthemum in her hand.

She did not stop when she passed the security booth.

He didn't even look at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye breathed a sigh of relief after the black sedan drove away.

After relaxing, I felt something was wrong.

She didn't say anything.

If they don't tell, it might be because they don't believe it.

They might have believed it, but they still need to investigate.

It's more likely that they're preparing to investigate him before taking action.

Gu Wantang is not the type of person who wears her emotions on her sleeve.

Lin Ye sat back down in his chair and glanced at his phone.

No news.

He put it down again.

Two minutes later, I picked it up again to look at it.

still none.

This kind of waiting is agonizing.

It's even more agonizing than waiting for the auction house to transfer the money.

At noon, the East District became lively again.

Old Li continued to scold his grandson.

As usual, Boss Wei showed off his paper-made electrical appliances.

Principal Chen corrected everyone's expressions as usual.

Grandma Zhao said that the Gu family's daughter came again, all alone, and looked quite pitiful.

Boss Wei immediately perked up.

"Does she know something?"

Grandpa Gu remained silent for a long time.

Lin Ye had been waiting for so long that he thought he wouldn't speak tonight.

Finally, the aged voice rang out softly.

"She's smart."

Grandpa Gu only said these three words.

There was no explanation.

Lin Ye sat in the security booth and suddenly felt that these three words were very jarring.

Gu Wantang must be very smart.

She's smart enough not to believe him immediately.

They wouldn't immediately dismiss him either.

She will check first.

What Lin Ye fears most now is that she investigates too much.

At 2 a.m., my phone vibrated.

Lin Ye practically bounced up.

When I clicked on it, it turned out to be Ning Zhi.

"I heard the Gu family went to Qingshan Cemetery these past couple of days?"

Lin Ye stared at the screen and remained silent for three seconds.

This woman's information channels are like a sewer.

I don't know where to get there.

He replied, "Family visits to the grave are a normal procedure."

Ningzhi replied quickly.

"It's normal for the Gu family to visit the grave, but it's not normal for Gu Wantang to go alone."

Lin Ye's scalp tingled a little.

He began to suspect that Ning Zhi might have planted a camera at the entrance of the cemetery.

He replied, "Are you free lately?"

Ning Zhi: "I'm not free, that's why I'm looking for important things to do."

Lin Ye: "That's not important."

Ning Zhi: "When you say it's not important, it's usually quite important."

Looking at this sentence, Lin Ye suddenly realized that she had figured out his pattern.

This is not a good sign.

He replied, "I have to go on patrol."

Ning Zhi: "Patrolling at two in the morning?"

Lin Ye: "The cemetery security guards work day and night."

Ning Zhi: "Didn't you say your salary was 3,800?"

Lin Ye: "That's why I'm very dedicated."

Ningzhi sent a smiling emoji.

Lin Ye immediately smuggled the phone away.

He would rather listen to Old Li scold his grandson than argue with Ning Zhi.

At least Lao Li won't compile his rant into an interview transcript and then publish it.

In the latter half of the night, Old Master Gu did not mention the pocket watch again.

It seems that Gu Jia's storyline has been suppressed by himself.

Lin Ye didn't dare to take more notes.

For the first time, he realized that the notebook was not a money-making tool.

It is a dangerous item.

After daybreak, Uncle Zhao came to hand over the shift.

As soon as he entered, he saw Lin Ye sitting in a chair with dark circles under his eyes, and Gu Wantang's business card on the table.

Uncle Zhao stopped in his tracks.

"Xiao Lin."

Lin Ye looked up.

"Um?"

Uncle Zhao pointed to the business card.

"What is this now?"

Lin Ye followed his hand and quickly closed the business card.

"It's necessary for work."

Uncle Zhao looked at him.

"You're just a night shift security guard at a cemetery, do you really need a rich heiress's business card for your job?"

Lin Ye remained silent.

This statement does indeed sound unreasonable.

Uncle Zhao picked up his teacup and sighed.

"I understand your job description less and less now."

Lin Ye rubbed his face.

"I don't understand it either."

Uncle Zhao was about to say something when someone called him from the office, so he had no choice but to leave with his teacup.

Before leaving, he looked back at Lin Ye one last time.

"Kobayashi, don't get yourself into trouble."

Lin Ye nodded.

"Know."

But he knew in his heart that he was already inside.

In the afternoon, Lin Ye was catching up on sleep when his phone vibrated again.

This time, it was an unfamiliar number.

He sat up abruptly and answered the call.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

A few seconds later, Gu Wantang's voice came through.

"Linye."

Her tone was cold.

Lin Ye immediately regained consciousness.

"Miss Gu."

"There is indeed a Chen Guoxing in Nanxi."

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Gu Wantang continued, "I used to work as a housekeeper at the Gu family's old residence, and later I returned to Nanxi to retire. Not many people in the Gu family know this name."

Lin Ye did not speak.

He felt it was best to say as little as possible at this time.

The more you say, the more mistakes you make.

Gu Wantang asked, "What else do you know?"

Lin Ye sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers slowly clenching.

"The pocket watch is with Uncle Chen. Your birthday is engraved inside the watch case. There should also be clues left by your grandfather inside."

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone.

"should?"

Lin Ye's heart tightened.

This term is not very precise.

But he couldn't be too certain, because he hadn't actually seen the watch with his own eyes.

Grandpa Gu said there were clues inside, but he didn't know what they were.

Lin Ye forced a smile and said, "I've never seen that watch before."

Gu Wantang's voice grew even colder.

"You've never seen it before, and you dare ask me to investigate?"

Lin Ye was silent for a moment.

"Do you want me to investigate?"

He was stunned for a moment after saying those words.

Gu Wantang also fell silent for a moment.

Holding the phone, Lin Ye continued, "You asked for the original will at the grave, but no one in the Gu family was willing to give it to you. Now, having another clue is better than having nothing at all."

There was no immediate response on the other end of the phone.

Lin Ye could hear his heart beating a little fast.

After a long while, Gu Wantang finally spoke.

"You've got some nerve."

Lin Ye honestly replied, "Actually, it's quite small."

Gu Wantang seemed to let out a cold laugh.

"Wait for me at the cemetery entrance at 8 a.m. tomorrow."

Lin Ye was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"Let's go to Nanxi."

Lin Ye opened his mouth.

"Should I go too?"

Gu Wantang spoke calmly.

"You provided the clue, aren't you going to use it?"

Lin Ye almost blurted out: I only provide pre-sales consultation, I am not responsible for after-sales support.

But he held back.

Such jokes might not be safe when dealing with Gu Wantang.

He said tactfully, "Ms. Gu, I just finished my night shift tomorrow morning."

"You can sleep in the car."

"I still have work to hand over."

You have ten minutes.

"I……"

Gu Wantang interrupted him.

"Lin Ye, if what you're saying is true, you should come with me to Nanxi. If what you're saying is false, you should go even more."

Lin Ye fell silent.

This sentence translates to:

Seriously, lead the way.

It's fake, take it with you.

Neither direction is very favorable.

He glanced at the small notebook on the bedside table, then at the gloomy sky outside the window.

In the end, all I could say was, "Okay."

Gu Wantang didn't say goodbye and hung up the phone directly.

Lin Ye sat holding his phone for a long time.

The call lasted only a few minutes.

But he felt like he had been dragged to the door of a wolf's den.

They even thoughtfully arranged a private car to pick him up and drop him off.

When Lin Ye returned to the cemetery in the evening, the first thing he did was check the anti-floating bottle.

The anti-floating bottle remained silent.

Lin Ye walked over and carefully wiped the dust off the bottle.

I'm going on a business trip tomorrow.

He said.

"Let's go to Nanxi."

After wiping it, he felt that his act of reporting his itinerary to a bottle was a bit too serious.

So he added a sentence.

"I'm mainly afraid you'll worry."

The anti-floating bottle did not react.

Uncle Zhao happened to push the door open and came in. Hearing this, he stopped in his tracks at the doorway.

"Xiao Lin."

Lin Ye turned back.

Uncle Zhao looked at him, then at the bottle.

"Have you developed a mutual concern for it now?"

Lin Ye was silent for a moment.

"Uncle Zhao, I might need to take a few hours off tomorrow morning."

Uncle Zhao became alert.

"What are you doing now?"

"Let's go to Nanxi."

"What's Nanxi doing?"

Lin Ye thought for a moment.

"Accompanying the family member to find a watch."

Uncle Zhao stared at him for a long time.

"I understand every single word you said, but I don't want to understand the whole thing when it's put together."

Lin Ye sighed.

"I don't really want to understand either."

Uncle Zhao frowned.

"That one from the Gu family?"

Lin Ye didn't say anything.

This is tantamount to defaulting.

Uncle Zhao put down his teacup, his expression unusually serious.

"Xiao Lin, it's best to stay out of Gu family matters."

Lin Ye nodded.

"I know."

Uncle Zhao looked at him.

"You really know?"

Lin Ye remained silent for a moment.

"I don't know for sure."

That's the truth.

All he knows now is the pocket watch.

I know Uncle Chen from Nanxi.

I know A17.

But he didn't know how deep the waters ran in the Gu family.

I wonder what else Gu Mingyuan has behind him.

They had no idea whether they would lose their shoes after stepping in.

Uncle Zhao sighed.

"Then why are you still going?"

Lin Ye looked out the window.

The pines and cypresses in the eastern district swayed gently in the wind.

"If her grandfather knew his granddaughter was being bullied, he would definitely scold her."

Uncle Zhao was stunned for a moment.

"What?"

Lin Ye realized what was happening and immediately changed his tune.

"What I mean is, if Mr. Gu were still alive, he definitely wouldn't want to see his granddaughter being bullied by her family."

Uncle Zhao stared at him for a long time.

"You've been talking more and more like a fortune teller lately."

Lin Ye couldn't explain it.

You can't just say it doesn't look like it.

To some extent, he did indeed have some inside information about the underworld.

That night, Old Master Gu didn't say anything more.

He only coldly chimed in when the group in the East District was arguing about whether the paper TV could receive a signal.

"It's so noisy."

The East District fell silent instantly.

Boss Wei muttered to himself.

"The old man has quite a temper."

Old Zhou said, "You have hundreds of billions of dollars in inheritance that people are eyeing, and you have a bad temper."

Principal Chen corrected: "The scale of the heritage cannot be confirmed at present, please do not exaggerate."

Lin Ye sat in the security booth, listening with a slight urge to laugh.

After laughing, he looked down at his phone again.

Gu Wantang did not send any more messages.

But by eight o'clock tomorrow morning, it already felt like a stone was pressing on his heart.

He wrote in his notebook:

Nanxi.

Chen Guoxing.

Old pocket watch.

Gu Wantang accompanied him.

After finishing writing, he added a sentence at the very end:

Don't talk nonsense.

After thinking about it, I felt it wasn't enough.

Then a second sentence was added:

Don't charge money indiscriminately.

After thinking about it again, I added a third sentence:

Don't blindly trust the Gu family.

As he wrote this, Lin Ye glanced at the anti-floating bottle.

The anti-floating bottle displays a neat pattern under the light.

Lin Ye whispered, "I wish you could shrink."

"I'll put you in my pocket."

He laughed first after he finished speaking.

If he actually went to see Gu Wantang with a bottle of anti-flooding agent, she would probably upgrade him from a "suspicious person" to a "performance artist".

At four o'clock in the morning, the East District gradually quieted down.

Lin Ye lay on the table, barely able to fall asleep.

Just as dawn broke, Uncle Zhao came to hand over the shift.

Lin Ye washed his face and stuffed the notebook into his bag.

Uncle Zhao stood at the door, watching him walk out, and couldn't help but remind him again.

"Xiaolin, if something really goes wrong, come back right away."

Lin Ye nodded.

"rest assured."

Uncle Zhao frowned.

"Your words have absolutely no persuasive power now."

Lin Ye wanted to refute, but then felt that Uncle Zhao was right.

He walked out of the cemetery gate at exactly eight o'clock.

A black sedan was already parked there.

The rear window was rolled down.

Gu Wantang sat inside, her face indifferent, with a faint bluish tinge under her eyes.

It seems she didn't sleep much last night either.

Lin Ye opened the car door and got in.

The car was quiet.

The driver kept his eyes straight ahead.

Gu Wantang glanced at him.

"Did you bring your ID card?"

Lin Ye was stunned.

"I brought it."

"Does your phone have power?"

"have."

Do you get carsick?

"I'm not dizzy."

Gu Wantang nodded.

"Then let's go."

Lin Ye sat up a little straighter.

The car started moving slowly.

Lin Ye leaned back in his seat, watching the gate of Qingshan Cemetery recede into the distance.

He suddenly realized that this trip to Nanxi might be more difficult than he had imagined.