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

Lin Ye stared at that photo for a long time.

Half of the deer sticker was torn off, the edges were curled, and there was a layer of dust stuck to the back.

There is a string of blue text in the middle.

It looks like it was written with a ballpoint pen.

The text was very small, and the photo was blurry.

Lin Ye zoomed in on the screen.

The more you zoom in, the blurrier it gets.

He squinted at it for a long time, only recognizing the character "南" (Nan).

The following looks like three, or perhaps five.

After that, there are several horizontal bars and numbers.

Lin Ye's eyes stung from watching.

Ning Zhi called.

Lin Ye answered.

It's very noisy over there.

Someone is cursing.

Someone is dragging something.

Another woman coldly said, "Don't crowd around, step back."

It must be Gu Wantang's people.

Ningzhi asked in a low voice, "Did you see it?"

"I saw it."

"Does it look like a password?"

"Doesn't it look like the number you got into trouble with?"

Ning Zhi clicked her tongue.

"I was almost forced onto this old sofa just now, and this is your attitude?"

"Who told you to peel off the stickers?"

"It's sticking up."

"So you just happened to help it escape its misery?"

Ning Zhi paused for a second.

"You know what, it does look quite similar."

Lin Ye closed his eyes.

Even now, over the phone, he wants to drag her back to the security booth and let the anti-flooding bottle town calm down.

How are you?

"It's nothing, my wrist just hurts a little, the bag strap broke."

She paused for a moment.

"My coat is dirty too."

Lin Ye breathed a slight sigh of relief when he heard that she was still concerned about her coat.

Where is Liu Nian?

They ran away.

"Which way?"

"I don't know. She knows the way better than I do. She slipped out from behind the old sofa and disappeared in the blink of an eye."

There was a flurry of footsteps on the other end of the phone.

Ning Zhi seemed to be in a different place, and her voice was lower.

"The gray jacket was stopped, but the black short-sleeved shirt got away."

Lin Ye sat up straight.

"Caught one?"

"It wasn't really an arrest. He said he was a secondhand dealer at the market and came to watch the commotion."

"Does anyone believe that?"

I don't believe it.

"Your disbelief is not evidence."

Ning Zhi gave a cold laugh.

"He has photos of Liu Nian on his phone."

Lin Ye remained silent.

This is definitely more effective than "disbelief".

Someone called Ningzhi over there.

Ning Zhi responded, then lowered her voice and said, "The stickers have been bagged. Gu Wantang's people said they need to take high-definition photos, and told me not to touch them."

Lin Ye asked, "Did you touch it?"

"It was touched."

"..."

"I tore it through a tissue."

"You're quite particular."

"Of course, I'm a professional."

Lin Ye glanced at the photo she had just sent.

The photo is blurry, the angle is off, and there's dust on the back of the sticker.

Very professional with a distinctive personal style.

Gu Wantang's news quickly popped up.

The photo is blurry.

Let them reshoot on the spot.

The original stickers were sealed in an envelope and sent away.

Lin Ye relayed the message to Ning Zhi.

Ningzhi gave a soft hum.

"Miss Gu is really nosy."

Lin Ye said, "She's taking care of you now because you almost got into trouble."

Ning Zhi didn't respond to that sentence.

After a while, she suddenly asked, "Lin Ye, why did Liu Nian walk towards me as soon as she heard your name?"

Lin Ye didn't make a sound.

He's thinking about this too.

In the afternoon, I went to see Zhou Qin and Liu Nian's people. They mentioned Qingshan Cemetery and Lin Ye.

This means the other party has already included his name in this line.

He even used it to scare Zhou Qin.

The question is, why would Zhou Qin react to his name?

Three years ago, Lin Ye was still submitting resumes at school.

He did not know Liu Changhai.

I don't know Zhou Qin.

He didn't know Liu Nian at all.

Ning Zhi did not press the matter further.

Her voice was a little lower.

"I think Zhou Qin knows something."

Lin Ye hummed in agreement.

"So she disappeared."

"It's also possible that he hid himself."

Ning Zhi said.

"Liu Nian was too flustered just now, so what she said might not be accurate."

That makes sense.

When people are panicked, they might say "taken away" instead of "disappeared".

But the two men chasing Liu Nian all the way to the used furniture market didn't seem like they were just looking for someone.

Lin Ye pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Don't investigate yet."

Ning Zhi chuckled.

How many times have you said that today?

"Will it work?"

"It's no use."

"Then I'll say something else."

"What?"

"Don't die."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Ning Zhi didn't laugh this time.

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, the security booth fell silent.

It wasn't too noisy in the East District either.

Lin Ye stared at his phone.

Not long after, Gu Wantang called.

She doesn't look like she's in the car.

The background was quiet, with the occasional sound of pages turning.

"The stickers were reshot."

Lin Ye asked, "Did you see it clearly?"

"See half of it clearly."

"What do you mean?"

"It's not a password, it's more like a warehouse number."

Lin Ye sat up straight.

"storehouse?"

"Nanqiao Warehousing".

Gu Wantang's voice was very low.

"The back of the sticker says 'Nanqiao Sanku 19 Row 7'. The last character is half worn away, but the format is correct."

Lin Ye glanced at the anti-floating bottle on the table.

South Bridge.

It's South Bridge again.

I previously bought a snuff bottle from the Nanqiao Secondhand Market.

Now, Liu Changhai's old grievances have also circled back to Nanqiao.

This place looks ordinary on the map, but once you get there, it's like a chaotic wholesale market.

Why did Liu Changhai put the things there?

"It wasn't Liu Changhai who registered it."

Someone whispered something to Gu Wantang.

After listening, she continued, "The registrant is Zhou Qin."

Lin Ye was stunned.

"Zhou Qin?"

"Yes. Three years ago, the day before Liu Changhai's accident, Zhou Qin rented a small locker at Nanqiao Storage. She paid the deposit in cash and left her old phone number."

"Is it still open?"

"The lease expired long ago."

Gu Wantang paused for a moment.

"But people renew their subscriptions every year."

Lin Ye's fingers slowly tightened.

"Who continued it?"

"The warehouse manager said it was a woman. She wore a hat and a mask, and she came once a year around the Qingming Festival. She paid in cash and didn't say much."

Lin Ye didn't say anything.

Zhou Qin did not forget.

They didn't actually take the money and leave.

She kept continuing.

A soft knock suddenly came from Gu Wantang's side.

She didn't hang up, but only asked, "What about the South Bridge area?"

A man whispered, "The warehouse manager confirmed it; locker number 7 in row 19 of warehouse number 3 is still there. Someone came to ask about it tonight."

Gu Wantang asked, "Who?"

"Two men. One in a gray jacket, the other in a black short-sleeved shirt. They said they were Zhou Qin's relatives and wanted to renew the paperwork for retrieving her belongings."

Lin Ye closed his eyes.

It's those same two people again.

They chased after Liu Nian while heading to the Nanqiao warehouse.

I just didn't expect Ningzhi to peel off the deer sticker.

Even more unexpectedly, the clues ended up in Gu Wantang's hands ahead of time.

Gu Wantang spoke quickly.

"Tell people not to confront us directly. The warehouse manager stays, and we take photos of the register. The counter won't open until Attorney Shen arrives."

The man responded, and his footsteps faded into the distance.

Lin Ye couldn't help but ask, "Won't they try to steal it?"

"meeting."

Gu Wantang answered quickly.

Lin Ye: "..."

She really didn't waste a single word of comfort.

Gu Wantang said, "So I sent someone over."

"And what about me?"

"You stay here."

Lin Ye had already guessed this answer.

"Do I look like a switchboard operator tonight?"

"almost."

"Or the kind that transcends the realms of Yin and Yang."

There was a two-second silence on Gu Wantang's end.

You'd better stop saying things like that.

Lin Ye shut up.

He was really tired tonight.

I'm so tired that my brain doesn't shut down properly.

The call wasn't disconnected.

Both sides remained silent.

Lin Ye sat in the guard booth, listening to the occasional footsteps, whispered reports, and rustling of paper coming from Gu Wantang's side.

The wind was still blowing outside the guard booth.

The surveillance footage in the West District has been restored to normal.

Tao Shuang's men are still guarding outside.

Lin Ye looked at the nameless grave on the screen.

The short monument appeared grayish-white in the night vision footage.

It looks quiet.

It also doesn't look quiet.

A dozen minutes later, there was finally some movement from Gu Wantang's side.

It was the same man from before.

The voice was lowered even further.

"Ms. Gu, Attorney Shen has arrived. The warehouse manager is cooperating. You can open the cabinet."

Gu Wantang said, "The whole process was recorded."

The man replied, "It's already being recorded."

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

Then came the sound of keys clinking together.

Very fine.

a bit.

Another one.

Lin Ye unconsciously held his breath.

Immediately following was the sound of a metal cabinet door being pulled open.

With a ripping sound.

The man said, "There's something in the closet."

Gu Wantang asked, "What?"

There was a sound of something being rummaged through over there.

Like a plastic bag being opened.

It's like old fabric being lifted up.

The man said, "An old schoolbag. A bag of children's drawings. And a few account books."

Lin Ye's heart skipped a beat.

Account books.

Grandpa Gu was right.

Liu Changhai really did leave an account.

Gu Wantang's voice was very steady.

"Don't look at the contents yet. Take photos, seal them, and number them."

The man responded.

Lin Ye had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard someone say, "There's another envelope."

Gu Wantang asked, "What did you write?"

The man paused for a few seconds.

"It says, 'If anything happens to me, please hand it over to Gu Huaizhang.'"

There was a sudden silence on the phone.

Lin Ye didn't move either.

Gu Huaizhang.

Grandpa Gu.

Liu Changhai ultimately believed him.

It was only three years later that the letter was found in the iron cabinet.

Gu Wantang said softly, "Open it."

The paper was unfolded.

The sound was very soft.

The man began to read.

"Chairman Gu, if you see this letter, it means I'm probably in trouble."

"Jiang Cheng made me sign several fake contracts, and Gu Mingyuan knew about it. I was afraid of dying and also afraid of implicating my wife and daughters, so I kept two copies of the accounts."

The man paused for a moment after reading this.

Lin Ye gripped his phone tightly.

Gu Wantang said, "Continue."

The man continued reading.

"One is here."

"Another one..."

Suddenly, a few static noises came from the other end of the phone.

Someone whispered, "There are people outside."

Gu Wantang's voice turned cold.

"close the door."

There was a brief commotion over there.

Footsteps.

The sound of a cabinet door opening.

Someone muttered a curse in a low voice.

After a while, the man's voice rang out again.

"It's alright, the people outside have been stopped."

Gu Wantang said, "Keep reading."

The man took a breath.

"I hid the other one in Qingshan Cemetery."

Lin Ye sat in the chair, completely frozen.

Outside the window, the wind picked up again in the old cemetery in the west district.

The pines and cypresses rustled.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the monitor screen.

On the screen, the gray-white shadow of the nameless tomb remained motionless.

It was as if nothing had happened.

The man was still reading on the other end of the phone.

"If I couldn't give it to you personally, please go find it..."

The sound stopped again.

Gu Wantang asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The man hesitated for a moment.

"The back is soaked in water and can't be seen clearly."

Lin Ye stared at the monitor screen.

My palms are getting cold.

He finally understood why that person had gone to the West End tonight.

The location is not randomly confirmed.

It wasn't just to scare him.

That person was looking for the second set of accounts left behind by Liu Changhai.

That account might be in Qingshan Cemetery.