"Hey."

"Where are you? I've got something to look for you. An anxious old voice came from the other end of the earpiece.

"I don't know you, you probably made a mistake, right?" He said flatly, as if he were telling the truth.

The voice on the other side became even more anxious, almost roaring, "How could you not know me?" Now that things have changed, I have to talk to you, where the hell are you? ”

"I really don't know you, do you check it yourself, is the number dialed wrong? I'm going to be busy now, goodbye. With that, he hung up the phone, not giving the other party a chance to refute at all, and then put the phone back on silent.

'What a nuisance, what is that old guy looking for me?' I haven't seen each other for decades, who still wants to go to the troubled waters of the past? ’

He was here at the airport just to make ends meet, and the house he lived in now was also newly bought, and he didn't want to go back to that place in the past anyway, but also to draw a line with the original incident.

If you want to talk about guilt, he is not without it, but compared with his net worth, life, and property interests, guilt is nothing at all. Leaning against the shelf, his memories grew louder.

The present may be the karma of the past, but it is not necessarily. Before he met Huang Wei, he was not punished in any way for what he had done, he was a little proud at first, but then the pride disappeared completely, leaving only the trivialities of life and loneliness.

The older a person gets, the more things he thinks through, and the more he feels how stupid the things he did when he was younger. Now, the murder happened so close to him, and he also found the room behind him, what is this not retribution?

But retribution is retribution, if you can hide or hide, over the years, he thinks that his acting skills have been honed to the realm of superbness, as long as those young people are not actors who are proficient in acting, they should not be able to see it.

Some time ago, not only the person wearing the gray and white mask, but also a man about 40 years old also went in, but he didn't see the man come out, and he didn't see the man's face clearly.

In recent years, except for the small business that he made ends meet, he has not washed his hands of all the other hooks, but he is still somewhat worried that someone will enter and leave the house for no reason.

'Damn homicide. At last he cursed, stopped his thoughts, lit a cigarette for himself, and began to 'earnestly' complete the task he had just promised.

——

On the stairs of the airport's security exit, Yan Muheng had just finished smoking a cigarette, he was thinking about whether his arrangements were missing, and after the cigarette was finished, the work of the gray brain cells came to an end, and he walked quickly towards the inside of the airport.

When passing by the tool room, he happened to see Kuang Hui walking out of the tool room, and Yan Muheng said hello: "Kuang Hui." ”

The intern raised his head, he recognized Yan Muheng, and caught up with him in a few steps and asked, "Mr. Yan, has there been any progress in the investigation?" ”

"Not yet, I just want to talk to Mr. Tong, do you know where he is now?"

"Oh, he and Master Yue went to overhaul the plane together, the flight was suspended for takeoff this afternoon, and they need to check all the planes properly."

"The weather is so good, why is the take-off suspended?"

"I don't know, it seems to be the airline."

"And what are you doing?"

"I'll run errands and deliver tools to them."

"Haven't you been learning from Master Yue?" Yan Muheng asked.

"Yes, Master Yue is always very busy, and he doesn't have much time to teach me." Kwong Hui's tone was full of complaints.

"By the way, is your sister's health improving? I've heard them say that you often have to take time off because of your sister. ”

"It's not often, it's when there is no one to take care of me at home, I have to go back, in fact, I don't have much hope for the airport job now, if I have the opportunity in the future, I want to find a job with more time, and it doesn't matter if I earn less money."

"What about your parents? Instead of you going back to take care of it, I think it's better for you to work hard and do your current job well, after all, this job is decent and pays a lot of money, so it's not good for your parents to take a break to take care of your sister? ”

Kuang Hui didn't answer Yan Muheng, just shook his head slightly, it seemed that he was unwilling to discuss this issue in depth.

The two of them walked through the waiting hall and came to a place not far from the tarmac, where many passenger planes were parked and had no intention of taking off, Yan Muheng glanced over there and said, "I won't affect your work, you see Mr. Tong and tell him that I am waiting for him at the air traffic control tower, and let him come to me when he comes back." ”

"Okay, I'll let you know." Kuang Hui waved his hand at Yan Muheng and ran towards the tarmac.

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While Yan Muheng was waiting for the person in charge of the airport, we came to see Yunyi City, the old screenwriter took a big turn outside, and found that the familiar places had changed beyond recognition, and he didn't know where the person he was looking for currently lived? The phone was connected, but unfortunately the other party did not admit that he had ever known him.

He checked the phone number repeatedly to make sure that he had not dialed the wrong number, and he was also sure that the person must be lying, why should he lie? Have you dissociated yourself from relationships in the past? Yun Yicheng thought: Can he clear it? Even if the police don't arrest him, can he really ignore that guilt in his life?

But at the same time, a voice in my head responded: 'Not everyone is bound by guilt like you, if they really feel guilty and painful, they won't do it back then, don't you experience enough of the pain caused by the yellow butterfly flower?' ’

The sound was like a magic spell, lingering in Yun Yicheng's ears, making his mind hurt, and cold sweat was pouring on his back, as if the evil from the depths of the earth had suddenly bound his body.

"Squeak—"

Yun Yicheng was stunned, the car rushed to the opposite lane at once, a speeding truck came on, there was no time to react, he slammed the steering wheel in a panic, and the tires of the car made an ugly friction sound against the ground.

In an instant, the front of the car hit the guardrail on the side of the road, the whole car rolled over on its side, and the big truck slid past with the rolling tires, and it was estimated that the truck driver was also frightened by him, and Yunyi City faintly heard several screams, as well as the sound of the truck braking.

The impact was really not light, Yun Yicheng felt numb in his hands and feet, and he didn't know where the injury was, anyway, he couldn't climb out of the overturned car, so he could only lie on the steering wheel and wait for rescue, his brain was still groggy and had no clue at all.

It stands to reason that after asking Xie Yunmeng, he shouldn't have taken action himself, and he should wait for Mr. Detective's reply at home, but he just doesn't feel at ease, especially after learning that Yun Yeyao went to the hospital to investigate, he always wondered if Dr. Liu would reveal any flaws? Let Yun Yeyao notice something?

All along, the belief that has supported him to live until now is that he must never lose Xiaozhen and Xiaoyou again. But now, to be honest, after seeing Mo Haiyou at the airport, he has been thinking about Xiao Zuo, after all, Xiao Zuo and Xiao You are as important to him, and they are all Xiao Zhen's treasures.

But how can he recognize it? Everything is like thorns in front of him, and if he is not careful, he will risk losing Xiao You and Xiao Zhen, and his old bones can't take risks anymore no matter what.

The hatred of one person is better than the hatred of three people, so he said such words to Xie Yunmeng, originally hoping to penetrate Xiao Zuo's ears and make Xiao Zuo completely desperate for him.

But now, Yun Yicheng in the car knew that he regretted it, because no matter how he escaped, Xiao Zuo's figure seemed to be shaking in front of his eyes, lingering.

Tears slowly slipped down the corners of his eyes, and the old man's head gradually lowered and leaned against the steering wheel. The crowd outside the car was getting louder, the police had already arrived, trying to open the door to get him out, and someone banged on the window and shouted for the phone number of his family.

However, Yun Yicheng seemed to have fallen asleep, and there was no reaction at all.