Outside the tunnel of the Sanguansho, a young man dressed as a migrant worker lifted a suitcase from the garbage can, looked around cautiously, and saw that no one paid attention to him, so he carried the suitcase on his shoulder and walked towards a young man dressed in black on the side of the road.

"Little brother, this box is weirdly heavy, not to mention forty pounds, what is it contained?" The guy looked at the boy foxfully, the weather in the middle of summer in July, the nights are hot and tight, who will wear a mask to go out, either cleanliness or ghosts in their hearts.

"Stuff good, you know." The boy gave the guy a look.

"Yes, I know!" The guy laughed, but he actually knew a fart.

"Thank you, you haven't seen me tonight, you just went for a walk at the Sanguan Institute on a whim and picked up an envelope containing money. Got it? The boy handed out a thick envelope, a bright red glowing from the unglued opening.

The migrant worker guy opened the envelope and saw that there were more than 20 red tickets inside, and he smiled when he boarded, this time he really understood.

The boy said goodbye politely, grabbed the strap of the suitcase with both hands, and with great difficulty, lifted the suitcase, walked to the side of the road step by step, and stopped a taxi.

"Master, go to Xiping Bus Station."

The boy ripped off his mask and smiled brightly.

………………

Xu Le was so anxious that he tried everything to hurry up, but it was too late.

The closed security door keeps Xu Le out, but this is difficult for Xu Le, and those who have had a short post-apocalyptic life experience will learn some skills that they can't learn before.

With only a plastic sheet, you can easily pry open the closed and unlocked security door, Xu Le rushed back to the student apartment and pry open Yang Xiaoqian's door without saying a word.

The room was so quiet that it was empty.

Everything about the kidnapping has disappeared without a trace, but Yang Xiaoqian did not take everything with him, he also left behind a corpse: Huang Han's body lay flat on the floor, covered with a black sheet, cold and stiff, and had been dead for a long time.

On top of the corpse was an envelope containing two pieces of stationery with small and delicate letters written on them.

[Brother Xu:

Seeing faith is like seeing people.

When you read this letter, I was already on the train to Nandu, so don't worry about it.

After leaving the sad place of Yuanjiang, I want to see the magnificent rivers and mountains of the motherland, I may stop and go, travel all over the north and south of the river, or I may live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, and enjoy the quiet years.

Ah, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, I would better say a few more words to you.

First of all, Brother Xu, if you didn't lie to me, I'm really curious, how did a simple person like you survive in the last days of cannibalism?

Is it because I was so great later that you have absolute trust in me? It doesn't make sense.

Hey, I've told you everything, so don't be too happy.

Then, I apologize to you, in fact, I don't want to eat alone, if the conditions allow, I am willing to give you half of the money, but if I go to get the money first and then rush back to put the money to write a letter, it is inevitable to delay the trip, there is only one train to Nandu tonight, and there will be no ticket if I go late.

Sorry ha!

I know you must be a little anxious and a little angry now, but don't be too sad, there are other ways to make money, see the guide I left for you on another page~

Please resist the urge to shred the letter, calm down, and listen patiently to my analysis.

If Brother Xu, you firmly believe that everything you said is about to happen, you shouldn't come to me, because you are short of time and can't waste it anymore, please seize every minute and every second, continue to act according to the strategy I left for you, and don't give up on yourself because of temporary setbacks.

If Brother Xu just made up a story to lie to me—although I can't think of any reason for you to do this—then you must be angry now, but you can't call the police, and you have to deal with the aftermath for me and deal with the kidnapping case, because Huang Wenjing's money has been taken, Huang Han is dead, and I have left you behind. No matter what you do, the police will only suspect you. If you call the police anonymously and say that there is a body of Huang Han in my apartment, then the police will find your fingerprints, footprints, and hair in this room, and then the police will listen to my head teacher mention that there is such a strange person, pretending to be my distant relative, and asking for my address.

Hey, why would he do that?

Oh, judging by his expertise in kidnapping for ransom, he must have been a seasoned repeat offender, and he had already decided to kill people before committing the kidnapping, and such a ruthless professional criminal, of course, had to prepare a scapegoat for himself.

Ah, this high school graduate named Yang Xiaoqian, who has a good friend who died indirectly because of Huang Han, and has an irreconcilable hatred with Huang Han, isn't he a suitable candidate?

Ah, check it again, it turns out that Yang Xiaoqian is also missing......

Speaking of which, Brother Xu, you must have understood that you can't call the police, and you can't seek revenge from me.

So what can you do? In order to avoid prison, please dispose of Huang Han's body first, and then carry the crime of kidnapping and murder, and continue to do what you need to do.

By the way, Huang Wenjing had some underworld background in his early years, in order to ensure the safety of Brother Xu's family, please Brother Xu, don't contact Huang Wenjing again, let him call the police to investigate, he made too many enemies in his early years, the police will start to investigate from those people, Brother Xu don't worry.

In the end, this letter is not my usual handwriting, and it doesn't prove anything.

PS: I'm sorry, I'm not a hero and I don't want to be a hero, so I can't stay and fight alongside you.

Although Brother Xu's story sounds fantastical and hard to believe, it is really a moving and good story, so I have left you a set of strategies, if the story comes true, I hope you can use it properly and become the hero who saved Yuanjiang instead of me.

Just laugh at my cowardice, just as I will laugh at your innocence and stupidity in my heart, goodbye Brother Xu, maybe never again.

——Respectfully by a thousand humble gentlemen]

When Xu Le read the letter, his face was incredibly calm, and his expressionless face was not because there was no fluctuation in his heart, on the contrary, Xu Le was angry and resentful to the extreme.

not only hates Yang Xiaoqian's behavior, but also hates his own stupidity.

This resentment climbed to the peak, so much so that Xu Le couldn't describe his feelings, only felt that every corner of his body from the inside to the outside was suddenly petrified, and he was so stiff that he couldn't express it.

"Strategy ......" Xu Le groaned and turned the second page of the letter, hoping that the damn Yang Xiaoqian would be able to find out with his conscience and leave a feasible full set of plans and backup plans.

I saw a row of words written on the top of the second page of the letterhead with a red and bold signal pen.

When you encounter difficulties, those who can lend you 100 are acquaintances, those who can lend you 1,000 are relatives, those who can lend you 10,000 are close friends, and those who can lend you 100,000 yuan are family members.

And the one who can lend you a million is a loan shark.