Fushun and Zhang Haikui went to the South Bank Police Station together. Li Xiang, who was called "Li Suo" by the police, received them. This survivor on the 38th parallel of North Korea, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes and the forehead lines on his forehead are full of traces of time, and there is a sense of righteousness between his eyebrows. He took off his hat and poured two glasses of water.

"Comrade Fushun, have you recovered from your injuries?" The soldier is accustomed to what he calls others, as long as they are not enemies, they are all "comrades".

"Alright, Uncle Policeman!"

"My name is Li Xiang, if you really treat me as an elder, you can call me Uncle Li, little ghost! Hahaha......" Li Xiang's humorous jokes and hearty laughter broke the original tense atmosphere.

Zhang Haikui pursed the corners of his mouth without slashing. "Director Li, we want to see Liu Yonghan!"

"No problem, sit down with me first, I just have a few questions I want to discuss with you!" Li Xiang picked up the teacup and bowed a sip of water, "Does Liu Yonghan have ** experience?" He lowered his head and blew the tea leaves floating on the water, and stared at Zhang Haikui next to him.

"Director Li, you have to have a basis for saying this! We are all honest and honest 'bangbang', a group of people work as coolies at the dock, what a white way**, we can't afford it! Zhang Haikui was a little excited, it stands to reason that he and Liu Yonghan have known each other for the longest time, and they know each other quite well.

"It's good if you don't have it, it's good if you don't have I'm afraid he's been framed! ”

"Framed?" Zhang Haikui was a little angry, "The framing is also caused by her mother's gang of mongrels who eat public grain!" ”

"Comrade Haikui, don't get excited!" Li Xiang actually sympathized with Liu Yonghan, a man with a similar fate to him, who survived those hard years, and was just about to raise his head to be a man, but he encountered such a thing. "Those who eat public food will suffer like a crime, don't worry, we won't let go of any of the people who should be arrested!"

"Comrade Fushun, where do you think that Yang Guiying will run to?" Li Xiang changed his words. From Jiang Yun to Yang Guiying's place of residence, including the monitoring of Fushun during this time, I have searched all over the place. "There may have been a bit of a problem with my statement that day, Yang Guiying's more important identity should be a witness in this case!"

"I don't know where she went, but she didn't get a penny on her, where can she go?"

"I heard you're an accountant? Gremlin! ”

"No, my uncle called me to keep accounts......"

"What kind of account do we have on that dock, it's Liu Yonghan who takes pity on this baby and gives him an easy way to live!" Zhang Haikui waited for an opportunity to add.

"Oh, you see...... That's right, little ghost, this is the money in your bag, investigate clearly, here you go! Li Xiang returned the more than 100 yuan in Fushun's canvas bag to him intact, "Xiao Wang, come and take them to meet Liu Yonghan......"

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"Scar Liu's" complexion was slightly worse than before, his unshaven beard was like a pinprick, his long hair was almost hiding the long scar, and he licked his chapped lips with his tongue from time to time. The iconic hooked nose and glittering "eagle eyes" still show this man's fortitude - after staying in the bureau for more than ten days, life is indeed a bit difficult, right?

"Hai Kuizi? My day you ancestors are boarded, what are you doing to come to see Lao Tzu? "The little literary breath that Liu Yonghan just found has been tormented into a poisonous decoction by the bitterness of the past ten days." Shun'er, oops, you scared Lao Tzu to death that day! ”

"Big brother, didn't they fix you?"

"It's not whole, it's hard to sit up here, it's better to tie up Lao Tzu and beat him up and let it go like those years! Trial every day, trial every day, the braincase is dizzy! But thank you also to that old man Li, otherwise Lao Tzu will be locked up again and beaten again! The "old man Li" that Liu Yonghan said is Li Xiang.

"Big brother, what kind of food do you say is it?"

"What's going on! Lao Tzu was used by others, those who eat supplies are shameless, embezzle national food, and plant them in our brains! By the way, did Gui Ying's dead girl find it? Lao Tzu gave him a coal stove and shouted that she should keep the fire away from the warehouse every day, and it would be extinguished when it was burned. ”

"Nope!" Fu Shun heard "Scar Liu" say that about Sister Gui Ying, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Hey!" Liu Yonghan sighed again, "But I also stumbled on her, I didn't burn it for Lao Tzu, and the next day the dogs came to pull the grain, saying that I changed the food for him overnight, and Lao Tzu couldn't tell me anything!" The "tripping" mentioned by "Scar Liu" means "thanks".

"You mean the police believe you?" Haikui asked.

"I don't believe it all, people have to investigate! Now the dog mongrel surnamed Ma is sure that I tune the bag! I started to get angry, Director Li still believed in me, no matter how humble Lao Tzu was, he couldn't drop the bag by himself, and he burned it again! Isn't it a fucking nature to contract public grain and burn public grain? What's more, the people at his grain station saw the sacks carried by Lao Tzu, and they only put them in for more than two hours, and Lao Tzu couldn't transfer troops from the sky to transfer the bags so quickly?! ”

Zhang Haikui and Fu Shun nodded, although the words were rough, it was completely true!

"Uncle, didn't you inspect the goods that day?"

"Inspection? Lao Tzu pinched it and thought it was millet! Let me tell you, even if those turtle sons let you inspect the goods, there are a few bags that are true, and they are a big boat, and Lao Tzu can't inspect every bag! I'll never deal with these turtle sons again! ”

"The key is Yang Guiying's ......" He looked at Fu Shun and continued: "That girl, don't you know how to call us when you see the fire, run a shovel?" ”

"Scar Liu" touched the stubble on his hand, and continued: "I still have to pay for the wood of the furniture factory, and Lao Tzu's savings in the past few years will be lost!" Hai Kuizi, you go back and call Zhu Lianhua, take my passbook to withdraw the money, and give Boss Xiao the money first! This thief mother-in-law doesn't even look at Lao Tzu! ”

"Good!" Haikui responded to the boss's words, "Big brother, Yang Guiying must be brought back now, if it is really ignited by the coal stove, this matter will be easy to handle!" ”

"Uncle, I don't think Sister Gui Ying can run, she is in that room, if she can run out, the fire will definitely not be big, she knows that we are on the other side, at least she will come and call us......"

"Forget it, let's find it, the police are looking for it all over the world, you also go to find it, all her money is with you, and she can't run far...... Also, Hai Kuizi, if I'm not here, you still have to go back and gather the gang at the dock, if you really disperse, it won't be easy to clean up! After instructing Fushun, he instructed Zhang Haikui again.

Seeing that "Scar Liu" was still in good spirits, the two of them went with confidence. When he went out, Director Li also sent a special section, telling Fushun not to have any mental pressure, they "will not wronged a good person, nor will they let go of a bad person", Fushun wondered in his heart, is Sister Gui Ying a bad person? It must not be, there must be something unspeakable about her, or some danger......

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Shufen walked towards Xie Jiaba uneasily. She's going to call Uncle Seven! There are three telephones in Shiqiao Township, one at the post office, one at the township government, and one at the village committee in Xiejiaba. The last call has just been dispatched, mainly to facilitate direct communication between Yang Zejin, who works in the county, and the preparatory team. There are three deputy leaders of the preparatory group, who are the heads of the three townships, and they basically do not work here. The on-site command is mainly the engineer sent by the county. An important reason for Shufen's heart to beat faster was that the office of the preparatory team that made the call was not far from He Pan's grandfather's house.

The tung trees along the road have begun to lose their leaves, and the palm-sized plane leaves are spread on the grass like a gray carpet; The golden tung fruit hangs from the tree, rippling with the wind and making a wind chime-like sound; The earth of the bird's nest on the cliff has peeled off, and the messenger of spring has long since disappeared. Shufen smiled knowingly when she thought of the group of sky spirits, who had always "freshened" before setting off, just like herself, and then poked their heads out to spy on the deep sky.

It's so lively in the big river where the three towns meet! The reeds on both banks began to wither and turn yellow, and occasionally a waterfowl soared from them to the middle of the river; The boatmen who crossed the river still sang cheerful mountain songs, ignoring the boos of the anglers on the shore; The brother-in-law and other stonemasons shouted trumpets and carried the stones that had been carved out of the mountainside to the river in preparation for the construction of the embankment; The foundation of the factory building has been poured, and motorized boats are bringing bricks from the direction of the fork river. In less than a year, the power station will rise here, and when the time comes, the stone bridge will no longer be able to use electricity for two hours a day!

Near, in those tiled houses, the big cypress tree in front of the door, which had been broken by the wind, had grown new branches and hugged them shyly into a cluster. Shufen suddenly wanted to become that tree, standing at the intersection where He Pan had to pass every day; Or the little bird in the treetops, perched in the direction he came home. Shufen slowed down, and her accelerated heartbeat made her pace unconsciously faster. The smell of several herbs wafted from the front of the house, was it "Crossing Yellow" or "Summer Valley Grass"? Well, this one tastes so familiar, it must be honeysuckle, right? Oh, the white-haired old man sitting on the eaves with a long pipe must be my grandfather's grandfather, one of the few centenarians in the whole stone bridge, what should I call him?

"Grandpa, don't you have any food?" Shufen still remembered the correct title.

The ancestor may have a bad ear, so he didn't answer at all, and leisurely looked up at the sky and swallowed the clouds and mist. Shufen paused in the dam of He Pan's house, and after looking around, she didn't notice the tall shadow at all. The little girl was a little lost, leaned over and grabbed a handful of honeysuckle dried in the dam, and ran away. The ancestor leaned forward, his eyes widened but he didn't see anything, and after muttering to himself, "Which wild cat?" he lay on his back on his Taishi chair and smoked the leaves.

Shufen held the handful of honeysuckle tightly, and after a long while, she spread it out and smelled it, and the refreshing fragrance was intoxicating! "Mr. He must have gone to the doctor!" Shufen said to herself, "That's his profession, and it's his career!" The focused white coat resurfaced in her mind......