After the second child left, only Mu Zijie and I were left in the house.

"Last time, the imitation 6.4 was taken away by Li Blind, we don't have a guy in our hands, we need to make a batch of sounds!" I looked at Mu Zijie and spoke seriously.

"I'll do it!" Mu Zijie didn't have the slightest nonsense, and nodded heavily.

"Well, the money is in the cupboard, you have to get it yourself, go now, and run errands at night!" I listened to Mu Zijie's response, and I felt inexplicable.

"Good!" Mu Zijie pocketed a few wads of money from the safe and walked out of the house.

"......" I lay on the couch, squinted and fell asleep.

Ten minutes later.

The security door rang, and the second child walked in with a file bag.

"......" The second child saw that I was asleep, but did not speak, and gently put the document bag on the coffee table.

"Back?!" Just as the second child put the file bag on the coffee table, I sat up abruptly and asked with red eyes.

"Well, you're going to sleep again?!" The second child nodded lightly and asked tentatively.

"No need!" I lit a cigarette, opened the file bag, and rummaged through it.

The entry files of more than a dozen technicians were arranged on the coffee table one by one.

"On the opening day, Zhao Hu beat her, right?!" I pointed to a file and asked.

"Hmm!" The second child leaned his head and glanced at it, and nodded in response.

"Let's start with her!" I folded more than a dozen files and put them in my jacket pocket, lay down on the sofa again, closed my eyes and rested, "You can sleep too, you definitely don't have time to sleep tonight!" ”

"You sleep, I'll resist!" The second child sat on the bed and pulled his mobile phone.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Mu Zijie returned to his residence.

Mu Zijie threw a canvas bag on the bed and took off his coat.

"How much do you get back?!" I glanced at the rucksack and asked casually.

"Two short ones, three long ones, Z bombs are definitely enough!" Mu Zijie picked up the beer on the coffee table, opened a can, poured two sips, and replied.

"Go down and have some food, and get ready to do something!" I opened my canvas bag, took out a handful of imitation 6.4, put it in my pocket, and said hello.

......Seeing this, Mu Zijie picked up a handful of imitation 6.4 and didn't back up.

"I use this!" The second child took out a miniature version of Nepal from inside, with a blade and a handle of less than 40 centimeters, and was wrapped in a leather case.

"Zijie, hide the things." I told Mu Zijie that this thing is contraband in our country.

"Hmm!" Mu Zijie answered the call and walked into the bedroom with a canvas bag, and only came out more than 20 minutes later.

The three of them went downstairs and ate a casual bite of knife-cut noodles, exactly ten o'clock.

"Second brother, you drive, go here first!" I sat in the co-pilot, took out an employee entry form, and handed it to the second child to give a word.

"Good!" The second child started the car directly.

At this time, it is late autumn in D City, and the temperature difference between day and night is so large that it is not a joke, and the leaden gray sky gives people an inexplicable sense of depression.

The car stopped, the red bricks in this community were mottled, and there were no street lights at night, let alone the uncle who watched the doorman, and the management was lax.

"Zijie, you go up with me, the second child is waiting outside!" I pushed the door and got out of the car and walked towards the neighborhood.

"This is it!" Two minutes later I was standing in front of the door and banging on the security door.

"Who?!" The voice coming from inside the room was the technician who had been beaten.

"Jiang Zhenhua!" I didn't hide it either, and directly reported my name.

"......" The technician in the room heard my voice, was silent for a moment, and opened the door, "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Mu!" ”

"Daughter-in-law, who's coming?!" A man's voice came from the bedroom and asked.

"My company boss!" The technician replied.

"Do you know why I'm here today?!" I asked, frowning slightly.

"Yes!" The technician nervously tore at the placket of his own clothes, and replied with a trembling voice.

"Mom, Dad asked you to bring your leader in and say!" A seven-year-old boy ran up to the technician and said in that immature voice.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Mu, let's talk about it!" The technician opened the door, and the little boy led my brother Mu Zijie into the house.

I glanced at the furnishings in the house, there were basically nothing of value, this room only had a bedroom and a living room, a pitiful one, and a dilapidated desk in the living room, on which was the little boy's unfinished homework.

"You go to your father, I'll talk to the leader about something!" The technician gently touched the little boy's head and pushed the little boy apart.

"Did I ask, or did you say?!" I didn't see a place to sit, so I just leaned against the wall.

"Mr. Jiang, to be honest, I have been in this business for a few years, you are the boss I have ever seen who cares about the employees the most, the customers in other stores are God, and the employees are animals, no boss is willing to offend customers for the employees, I am comfortable in Fuzu Fang." The technician lowered his head and stared at his upper, biting his pale lip and continuing, "Last night after work, we were all blocked in the store, the man pointed a gun at us, let us leave the Fuzu Fang, I am a flat-headed people, who have ever seen that kind of battle, there are my men at home, there are my children, we need to survive, I have to earn money, I can only listen to him, I left with everyone this morning, he promised to find us a new field, I know, it is equivalent to hush money, I didn't go to the field he arranged!" ”

"Why don't you go?! Aren't you afraid he's looking for you?! I asked, frowning.

"My man is paralyzed in bed, and my children need money to go to school, but I have to earn money worthy of my conscience." The technician took a deep breath and said word by word.

"......" I didn't say anything when I heard this, and turned my head to look at Mu Zijie.

Mu Zijie took out a wad of money from his pocket and handed it to the technician.

"Mr. Mu, I can't ask for this money!" Seeing this, the technician panicked and refused.

"You tell me where the others went, and this money is not for you!" I motioned for Mu Zijie to throw the money on the desk and asked.

"They went to a place called Happy Foot Bath, not far from Foot Bath." The technician replied softly.

"Don't say anything about my coming today, this money is hush money!" When I left with Mu Zijie, I left a word.

"I'm dragging you two down!" After Mu Zijie and I left, the technician's husband walked out of the bedroom in a wheelchair, his eyes were red, and he said softly.

"It's my own will!" When the technician heard this, his eyes were also red, and the two hugged each other.

……

Inside the Jetta.

"Zijie, investigate this happy foot bath tomorrow and see whose field it is!" I said something to Mu Zijie.

"Good!" When Mu Zijie heard this, he nodded in response.

"Zhenhua, where are you going next?!" The second child glanced in the rearview mirror and asked.

"Let's go home!" I whispered back.

The car was parked downstairs, I habitually glanced up at the window, then frowned slightly, and asked Mu Zijie and the second child, "Did you move the curtains when you left?!" ”

When Mu Zijie and the second child heard this, they both shook their heads.