"Dear passengers and friends, the front is about to arrive at the station: XX station in C city, please pack your luggage and valuables, and get ready to get off the train." The sound of an approaching station was heard on the radio.

I packed my bags and followed the passengers who wanted to get off the bus to the aisle to get off the bus.

As a province with a large population, City C, located in the center of Province S, is naturally very densely populated. For someone like me who doesn't really like big cities, it's a nightmare for me.

As soon as you step out of the train station, you will be greeted by high-rise buildings everywhere, and even the wide streets are crowded with people and vehicles.

Fortunately, the old director's family lives in a county town not far from City C. All I need to do is go to the city bus station and transfer to a bus.

I didn't inform the old bureau chief Fang Jing about the visit to him. First, for me, this was originally a private visit, and it could be regarded as a visit to my mentor who had cultivated me for many years. Second, I also hope that it will not arouse some suspicion on his part.

Although I hope in my heart that he has nothing to do with these cases.

I remembered the dream I had on the train that night. In that bizarre dream, I returned to the scene of Wu Xuesheng's suicide and saw that the bullet in the simple **** penetrated his skull, and blood and ** were sprinkled all over the ground;

I also returned to the police station six years ago, when the old chief had not yet stepped down, and I was still a young man at that time.

I didn't understand the logic of the dream, but the words that kept echoing in my head showed the importance I attached to them. I shudder when I think of the old director's gaze at me in my dreams, and the words he said to me.

Sitting in the bus, I shook my head, no matter what, after all, it was just a dream.

The bus soon took me to the county seat where the old director lived.

This is a relatively developed county, the city is divided into two areas, the new city and the old city, the bus I took took me from the new city to enter, and then drove to the bus station located in the old town.

I know exactly where the old director's home is, and over the years, as long as there is no major case for a while, I will almost always visit him several times.

The old director's family lives on a riverside avenue in the old city, and the neighborhood where he lives is still an old house from the last century.

The police are like this, they don't have much money after working hard all their lives. When he was a police officer, he looked glamorous, but after he resigned or retired, he couldn't compare to many ordinary people who made a fortune in business.

The grocery store run by the old director and his wife is just down the street from Linjiang Avenue, close to their residence.

If I'm not mistaken, when I was talking to the old director before, I overheard him mention that his children are very face-saving, they have been studying since they were young, they were admitted to excellent universities, and now they have their own careers outside.

However, it seems that they do not come back to visit their parents very often.

I chose a place close to the director's house to get off the bus. This site is only a few minutes' walk from his house.

I was walking alone on the street, it was the afternoon, and today was another sunny day, in this cold winter day, the sun was undoubtedly a very rare thing for the people of City C, and many citizens brought their families to bask in the riverside park not far away.

Looking at such a lively and sunny scene, my mood was a little better, and my walking pace gradually accelerated.

Instead of going directly to the chief's house, I went to the grocery store they ran first.

The four big characters of "Cao's Shop" have not changed as always, and the name of the store is based on the surname of the director's wife.

However, I haven't seen it for a year, and this small store is still a little bit of an expansion. It seems that they bought a store next door that no one wanted, and expanded it into a small fruit shop. In this way, one store buys groceries and the other buys fruit.

Even now, there are quite a few people who come to buy things.

I walked in and saw the director's wife settling accounts for a customer who was buying cigarettes.

"Two packs of this are 46 ha, well, that's right, you're a red Jiao, not a blue Jiao, it's a little more expensive." She expertly greeted the guests and motioned for them to scan the QR code to pay.

"Hello, I want a pack of Yuxi." I said to her.

"Right away, I'll get it for you. Yuxi is ...... "Seeing that it was me, she was stunned for a long time. Then he furrowed his brows and called me affectionately.

"It's Xiaofeng! Oh, why are you running towards us for the New Year! Really, you see I'm still busy, and I'm not going to entertain you......"

"Master, it's okay, there are many guests now, you don't care about me, just busy with you." Seeing her kindness to me, my heart was touched.

Aside from my parents, they are my closest relatives. Since I called the old director "teacher", I always called his wife "teacher".

"What, Lao Fang is upstairs at home, you go to him! He should be lying on the balcony in the sun right now. I'm done here, I'm going to come to you! The master looked at me, and her eyes were smiling. For so many years, they have treated me like their own son.

"Okay, I'll go find him." I smiled and agreed. Then he left the convenience store and walked in the direction of the community.

The neighborhood around the teacher's neighborhood has changed a lot compared to a year ago. The sudden addition of hotels, clothing stores, gold and silver jewelry stores, and snack bars crowded this already small street, but it gave me a strange feeling.

I walked straight into the community. It's said to be a community, but it's actually better to say it's a courtyard. There are no doormen, no parking lots, no gardens, no elevator apartments, just a bunch of low-rise old houses huddled together. Maybe it won't be long before they fall under the iron claws of the excavator.

The teacher lives on the fifth floor of the second building. It didn't take much effort for me to climb the stairs on the fifth floor and reach the door of his house.

I stood in the doorway, and saw that it was hidden and not closed. I was a little surprised in my heart, did my sister forget to close the door when she went out? Or did the teacher know that I was coming to see him and deliberately left the door for me?

Upon walking in, I smelled a familiar smell. This is a unique smell in the teacher's home, giving people the feeling of smelling old pages, intimate and ancient.