Chapter 13: A Helping Hand (3)
In the garbage disposal site in the provincial capital, no trace of Hei Qi was found, and the current boss was obviously reluctant to mention Hei Qi, and it seemed that the two of them were very stiff.
Qiuxi pretended not to know, and repeatedly claimed that he was a poor relative who defected to Heiqi, and sure enough, the boss almost swept him out with a broom.
Before going out, the boss scolded in a low voice in the back: "In the future, you raccoon dogs, if you dare to come to the door again, I won't break your legs...... What the hell!"
The boss obviously didn't intend to carry someone, so the two of them could hear the words clearly.
Qiu Xi didn't laugh angrily, but Luo Ming didn't know why, and followed Qiu Xi in a daze and left the garbage disposal site disappointed.
"This boss is also strange, what does Fu Ruixiang mean?" Luo Ming muttered.
Qiu Xi smiled: "Fu Ruixiang is the largest antique city here......"
Luo Ming seemed to understand something.
"What do you mean...... Can we find Hei Qi when we go to this Fu Ruixiang?"
Qiu Xi thought for a while, and then said: "It should be a frequent visit, don't talk nonsense when you get there, so as not to be seen by those ghost bosses." ”
Luo Ming said embarrassedly: "Uh......"
Qiuxi didn't pay attention to him anymore, he stopped the car by himself, and he often came to the provincial capital, and Fu Ruixiang was no stranger.
However, this trip did not have any expected gains, and I asked several families, all of whom said that they had never seen Hei Qi recently, and they didn't know where this kid went to make a living.
However, these people also provide some valuable information: Heiqi does maintain a long-term relationship with them, and usually, Heiqi's channels are relatively simple.
Qiu Xi was puzzled, although Luo Ming lost more than 100,000 yuan, this amount of money was obviously not enough for Hei Qi to give up his usual financial path easily, and it was not a huge amount of money.
Did something go wrong?
This thought flashed through Qiuxi's mind.
He re-analyzed the ins and outs of the whole thing, and many plots that didn't make sense surfaced:
First, if Hei Qi is just to defraud Luo Ming's money, then he only needs to take a few worthless things and roll the money away, but Luo Ming said that the cash was handed over to the dealer by himself, and the quantity purchased was a lot, and there were several types of utensils that were not small.
Second, although the owners of the antique street say that the things they sell are not worth much, they are also the normal price of the local area, and if they don't change hands, how can they cash out?
Third, since Hei Qi's usual next home is in Fu Ruixiang, then he should at least show his face, not to mention bringing all his things and bringing a broken bowl over to identify the general insurance, right?
With such an analysis, the current situation is much clearer, either it is black and hidden to avoid the limelight, or it is to find another family, or there is an accident!
Either way, this time the two of them came in vain. Qiu Xi didn't want Luo Ming to feel that he had run in vain, and the good guy did it to the end, so he patiently walked around several other unknown small antique cities, and after many verifications, Hei Qi had indeed never appeared in the provincial capital.
Luo Ming was very disappointed, but he was helpless, he was grateful to Qiuxi for his private help from the bottom of his heart, and seeing that Qiuxi's vacation was about to be consumed, he pretended to be indifferent, and wanted to invite Qiuxi to have a good meal in the provincial capital to thank him.
Qiuxi refused, he had to go to work tomorrow, and besides, this favor was basically not helpful.
At Luo Ming's insistence, the two found a small shop, fried a few home-cooked dishes, and sipped a few sips of wine.
In Luo Ming's concept, the two can be regarded as acquaintances, and he inadvertently has a friend in the city.
After eating, the two of them took the car back to the city, Qiu Xi's mood was a little low, he almost didn't say a word along the way, Luo Ming naturally couldn't find a topic, he set his mobile phone to silent, he was tired enough to toss today, and wanted to rest on the train.
The two sat and stared at each other for more than three hours, and then parted ways when they returned to the station in the city.
When Luo Ming returned to the hotel, it was already more than twelve o'clock in the evening, and he didn't even take a shower, so he fell asleep.
He slept so fast and deep that he didn't notice several missed calls on his phone.