Chapter Seventy-Five: The Road to the Missing Person 6
After listening to Zhou Zimo's words, the begging woman burst into tears for a moment. The husband and wife, who were already kneeling, kowtowed again and again, Zhou Zimo couldn't resist for a while, and shouted Zeng Butian, who was stunned on the side.
The two helped the couple up, and while Zeng Butian comforted them, Zhou Zimo turned around and lit a cigarette.
The scene of the husband and wife bursting into tears reminded Zhou Zimo of Tang Fan's family again, Yun Yi was also there at that time, and he would also see this kind of scene crying, but now it is the same scene, but there is no person who touches the scene and loves him.
"Brother, brother!"
Zeng Zitian has already begun to worship Zhou Zimo, and he doesn't even consciously become affectionate.
Zhou Zimo turned to look at Zeng Butian, he stood aside at a loss, not knowing what to do with the couple who cried endlessly, Zhou Zimo took off the cigarette in his mouth, and said to the couple: "Where is the person who sold your information?" Take me there."
In the car, Zeng Butian sat in the co-pilot, sneakily looking back, Zhou Zimo glanced at him, squinted and spit out lightly: "What are you looking at?" ”
"Brother, how do you know that someone is selling their information? Aren't you afraid they're liars? ”
Zeng Butian used the sound of air flow to speak, and the vocal cords did not cause vibration, but after all, the space in the car was small, and the couple still heard it, and the woman hurriedly replied: "No, no, no, we can't lie to people, someone can really find it, and many people have found it, but if we ask someone to help us find it, we need to pay 1.2 million yuan."
We sold the house in our hometown, and we only got 500,000 yuan, we are all farming, where can we get so much money? Relatives and friends advised us not to look for it, but that was my son! ”
Saying that, the woman cried again, but this time Zhou Zimo and Zeng Zitian didn't speak, their emotions were blocked in their throats, and they couldn't say anything.
But the woman herself stopped, looked at Zhou Zimo's side face and choked up for a while: "Little brother, this money is not a decimal, when our son finds it, we will definitely be cattle and horses, and we will pay back the money if we say anything in this life, you have a good heart, you can't suffer in vain."
Zhou Zimo was silent for a moment before speaking, "Let's find it."
When I arrived at the destination, it was a dilapidated unit building, the seller rented a room on the third floor, the stairwell was damp and cramped, the walls were full of advertising stickers, and the smell of mold was everywhere in the air, and even Zeng Butian frowned in disgust.
The husband and wife were a little anxious, but they still waited patiently for Zhou Zimo and Zeng Zitian's footsteps.
"That's it", the woman knocked on the door after speaking, waiting for the response from inside, the sound of slippers on the ground came from far and near, and the rest of the people were nervous except for Zeng Zitian.
Can this person in it help him find the person he thinks about day and night?
The door opened, and out came a middle-aged man, with an extremely ordinary appearance, the kind that he couldn't find without entering the crowd.
Zhou Zimo looked at Zeng Zitian and said with his mouth: "Is it him?" ”
Zeng Zitian shook his head.
"Hello, I came to you the other day, do you remember? I said that I would come over when I got the money together for a while."
The middle-aged man looked at the person who came, wiped his face, "Come in"
"Got the money?"
"It's all together, one million and two million", the woman looked at Zhou Zimo after speaking, her expression was a little cramped.
"What one two hundred thousand? Looking for 1.5 million people, who told you about 1.2 million? ”
As soon as he heard this, the woman's husband, who had been silent, couldn't bear it anymore, and pointed at the middle-aged man as if he was about to fight: "What are you talking about?!! Where are we going to get you that money? That's not what you said the other day! ”
The woman ignored her husband's clamour, but she was also angry, and shouted: "We have no money, where are we going to get you so much money?" We just want to find our son, why can't you do it? Is conscience eaten by dogs? ”
Zhou Zimo and Zeng Zitian both looked at it coldly, black-hearted businessmen, asking for prices all over the sky when these couples were looking for children, rich people don't care about this money, they will only be grateful to these people, but most of them are poor, this kind of action is undoubtedly to give them the right to choose two desperate ways.
"If you don't have any money, you can find it yourself, I didn't force you to send money, don't we, we help people do good deeds in the end, and it will be ours, right? Who do I go to? ”
The middle-aged man sat on the sofa with no color cover, looking up at everyone, but his eyes were as disdainful as looking down.
"How about I give you two million, you help me find his son, but I also have one condition, you take me to meet your boss, we have already gone too far with the person who sold the information, he said that he will consider, your system, everyone shouldn't have only one function, right?"
The middle-aged man's disdainful eyes turned into scrupulousness, and after rolling his eyes twice, he seemed to have made a decision: "Okay, you can"
So Zhou Zimo paid a deposit of 800,000 yuan first, and then gave 700,000 yuan after finding the couple's son, and then gave 500,000 yuan after taking him to meet their boss.
After agreeing, the middle-aged man took out a cardboard box from a room, and when the box was opened, he saw a square electronic device, half a meter high, with a display screen of about 15 inches on the front, and some buttons under the display.
"That's it, the information I bought was transmitted from this machine!"
Zeng Butian almost screamed excitedly, I don't know why, what he was thinking about now was not a game, but for the excitement of these people around him, and he felt that their hope had been magnified by another point.
The middle-aged man sneered: "There are one hundred and eighty in the whole city, all of them are like this,"
When Zhou Zimo heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Are you all from the same company?" What is the name of the company? ”
Who knew that the middle-aged man stopped talking this time, maybe the topic was more sensitive, after all, it was not legal to sell these things, and their way of selling them was also profiteering.
Zhou Zimo also felt that he was a little anxious, and he was silent in the subsequent process, for fear that the middle-aged man would find out something and refuse to help him see the boss again.
"Did you bring the photo?"
The woman handed the photo to the middle-aged man, who scanned it on a camera above the monitor, and soon after a bunch of photos and messages appeared on the screen, all of them were of one person, the couple's son.
"Yo, it's so big, it's been six years?"
The middle-aged man looked at a recent photo, which was a picture of a teenager in the surveillance, emaciated, as if malnourished, and the child who was white and chubby and smiling in the photo given by the couple was completely different.
After asking the question and seeing that no one answered, when I looked back, I saw the two of them covering their mouths and crying, tears falling one by one, but their eyes were staring at the photos on the screen from beginning to end.
seemed to have a little compassion, turned his head and continued to look at the information, but said in his mouth: "It's a good thing that people are here, I have also helped some people find it, and the information they checked was a few years ago, that kind of ah, it was not sold to the deep mountains and old forests, or it was gone, you are okay, you see, the recent consumption records are there"
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