In the St. Lawrence district of Montreal, Quebec, a fire killed three residents and injured eight.

Soon after the fire, various news media and public platforms in Mongolia released the news. Follow-up work was carried out in the area where the fire occurred, and the injured were treated at the nearest public hospital.

Neighbors in the vicinity spontaneously came to the place where the fire broke out, either laying down a flower to comfort the deceased, or standing in front of the ruined building for a moment of silence.

There are also passers-by who pass by and are attracted to join in the procession. There were not many people, gathered in front of the building, holding their hands on their chests and praying.

From time to time, church organizations come here to chant the deceased.

"It's so pathetic"

"yes, Vincent will be a dad next month"

"Oh my goodness, it's so sad. ”

"I heard that the Chinese child of that family was not at home and escaped this disaster, God forbid!"

"Oh yes, poor Fan, what a good man. His wife is the most beautiful person I have ever met, and oh my God, how sad it must be that boy to come back!"

"Yes, every time Charles sees me, he calls Aunt Mary, what a sensible child. Alas, such an unfortunate thing actually happened to him. ”

"Did you hear that? Mrs. Fan was not in the fire, did you see her today?" someone asked.

"Oh, no. ”

"I haven't seen her either. ”

"Let me think, oh, it seems like I haven't seen Mrs. Fan yesterday. ”

…………

A group of white aunts stood at the door of the convenience store next to the ruined building, talking word by word.

They all live in this neighborhood, and they don't look up and look down on weekdays, and they know each other very well.

Something like this happened suddenly, and the people who were alive yesterday are gone today, and the aunts are a little embarrassed.

During the small talk, a white-haired grandmother looked at the middle-aged white woman who asked them if they had met Mrs. Fan.

"Hey, why haven't I seen this lady before?

Middle-aged woman: "yes, yes, I just moved here." ”

"Oh, then, would you like to join our church?" asked Aunt Mary, the convenience store owner, with an enthusiastic expression.

"I'm not religious. The middle-aged woman's face sank, and she coldly shook off her words and turned her head away.

Diagonally across the corner of the convenience store, under a tall chestnut tree, a pair of eyes are staring at the middle-aged white woman who came out of the group of aunts.

'What a weird aunt!'

Fan Wujiang thought to himself, 'How can anyone walk like this?' This aunt looks like a meter six at most, and she is not very old, at most forty years old, how can she be like this?'

When the strange aunt, who walked stiffly and leaned forward with her upper body about to bend at 90 degrees, hurriedly disappeared into the corner of the street, Fan Wujiang quietly walked out from under the horse chestnut tree and blended into the group of disciples who happened to pass by.

When approaching the convenience store, Fan Wujiang walked in naturally.

The aunts were still discussing hotly, and no one noticed him, except that the owner Mary thought that a visitor had come and consciously followed him into the convenience store.

Walking to the innermost, Fan Wujiang took off the hat of his ski jacket and exposed his entire head.

Mary was about to speak, but he gently covered her mouth.

He shook his head and motioned for Mary to be silent, and his aunt nodded cooperatively, and the two walked into the small warehouse of the convenience store.

"Charles, oh, my poor boy. With that, Mary stepped forward and hugged Fan Wujiang.

"Aunt Mary, I already know, don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be fine until I find my mom. ”

"Oh, Charles, strong boy, brave kid..."

Aunt really felt sorry for him, but Fan Wujiang had to interrupt: "Have you seen my mother in the past few days, and when was the last time you saw her?"

Mary thought for a moment, "Oh, the last time I saw Mrs. Fan was yesterday morning, and she greeted me at that time." As usual, she was going for a morning run by the river. ”

"Was my mother any different at the time?" Fan asked.

"No, she still looks so beautiful. Aunt Mary said enviously.

Fan Wujiang thought for a moment and then asked, "So, what about my father, when was the last time you saw my father, and is he any different from usual?"

Mary put away her envious expression, thought about it, and said responsibly: "Mr. Fan came to buy some drinks yesterday evening, oh, and bought a pack of cigarettes." It's strange, I've never seen Mr. Fan buy cigarettes. ”

Fan Wujiang lowered his brows and asked, "Did he tell you anything?"

"Oh, Charles, Aunt Mary is old and has a bad memory. If you don't say it, I don't even remember that when Mr. Fan bought cigarettes, he said that there were guests at home and he was going to go out after a while. And said, said..."

Fan Wujiang's heart beat faster inexplicably, and his intuition told him that this was the head that might be able to find some clues. Because my father hated the smell of cigarettes the most, there was no reason why he would suddenly buy cigarettes.

Under Fan Wujiang's serious gaze, Aunt Mary finally remembered: "Oh, by the way, Mr. Fan chatted with me a few words at the checkout, talking about the bank, and saying that he would send you back to China." ”

Bank, return to China, Fan Wujiang wrote down the key words one by one, and his mind spun quickly.

"By the way, who is that aunt who was talking to you at the door of the store? Do you know her?"

It's okay not to say it, but as soon as she said it, Mary got angry: "Oh, that arrogant ugly woman, I just kindly saw that she was new and asked her if she wanted to join the church." She walked away so rudely..."

Mary still wanted to complain, but Fan Wujiang apologized again for interrupting.

He pulled out a note from his pocket and asked, "Aunt Mary, please help me procure these things." Don't ask me why, I'll explain it to you when I find out what happened to my mother. ”

Mary glanced at the boy suspiciously, then took the note and winked at him: "Don't worry, Charles, you are waiting here, and your aunt will be back soon." ”

After Aunt Mary left, Fan Wujiang sat on a box of drinks in the small warehouse, his hands crossed against his chin, and his brain was spinning rapidly.

Yesterday morning, Mom went for a morning jog as usual, which means that Mom didn't know about it. But Dad probably expected something. ’

Dad said he was going on a long trip. Was it because he thought he would be... Bank?Which bank?Why did you suddenly say that you were going to send me back to China when you just got admitted to university?'

Dad definitely didn't buy cigarettes to smoke himself, could it be the man on Uncle Qian's phone? No, how could Dad buy cigarettes for the other party to smoke? That's obviously not a good person. ’

Uncle Qian asked me not to go home, because I was afraid that I would be found by the other party. ’

In that case, the man in Uncle Qian's family is probably the one who caused the fire and killed my father! ’

If the other party had premeditated it, it should have investigated the whereabouts of our family and then put it to a boil. Therefore, it should be a temporary idea. ’

Most homicides happen for a reason. Money, emotional entanglements, conflicts of interest, if it is not realistic, there are treasures, grievances of the previous generation. ’

Our family runs a small restaurant in Chinatown, and we are not rich people, so we certainly don't do it for money. ’

After so many years, my parents have a good relationship, and this is even more impossible. ’

'If Dad knew about the treasure or something, he would have dug it up a long time ago and opened a restaurant?'

So, all possibilities are ruled out. The least likely is the closest to the truth!'

'Could it be that Daddy is some secret agent?' knew something he shouldn't know, which is why he caused some mysterious organization to kill him?!'

"But if that's the case, shouldn't the other party even chase me down?!"

Maybe they thought my dad had told me the secret. That is to say, the other party did not get what they wanted, so they found me. ’

Fan Wujiang's mind was wide open and his imagination was unleashed.

After thinking about it, he always felt that his father came to the convenience store to buy cigarettes and deliberately chatted with Mary, in fact, he wanted to leave some clues and information!