When they are in good health, Wen Soft and Soft is definitely not afraid of them, and a pack of medicinal powder will knock them all down. But now that she is not feeling well, she is afraid that she will react slowly, and if she falls into the hands of these people, she doesn't have to think about it to know what will happen.

Wen Soft did not walk directly out of the train station.

Instead, he found a security guard and asked him to help him get a car.

just got rid of those people.

For her own safety, she didn't save any more money and chose the best hotel to stay in.

The waiter of the hotel reminded her very intimately to be careful of her personal safety, and if necessary, their hotel can provide a special car escort.

It's just that it requires additional money.

Wen Softsoft said thank you gratefully, and then borrowed the hotel's landline and dialed the number that called her that day.

This time it was connected, but not the boy before.

It's an uncle.

He impatiently told her that the phone was public and could be dialed as long as she paid for it.

Wen Softly asked him for the detailed address.

The uncle reported the approximate location and hung up.

Wen Ruansoft took out the map, marked the location on it, then lay down and rested for a few hours, and set off to find Wen Yunzai.

……

When I hit the place that the uncle said, Wen Softsoft found that this was an abandoned gold mine. There is no good gold to be mined here, so the owner of the gold mine no longer cares. But the gold that remains in the near gold mines is still a source for many poor people. They dig up the gold and sell it at a low price in the market for dollars.

Wen Soft walked through the tin house and found the uncle.

He was about fifty or sixty years old, chubby, with a pigtail on his chin and beard, dressed scruffily, with a cigar in his mouth, and shaking his legs proudly as he flipped through magazines.

Wen Ruansoft took out the photo Wen Yunzai sent to her and asked, "Excuse me, have you seen this person?" ”

The uncle glanced at it, and replied angrily: "I haven't seen it!" ”

"However, his friend only called yesterday, and he should live in this neighborhood, so you can take a good look at it."

Wen Soft said anxiously.

The uncle rubbed his index finger and thumb and motioned for her to give money.

Wen Softsoft reacted and took fifty dollars and handed it to him.

"This lad used to live here, in the third tin house on your left. But a while ago, he offended our local snake, Lane, and was beaten up and moved away with his friend. For the sake of money, I advise you, don't blatantly look for them. Otherwise, Lane will know that you have something to do with them...... You're going to be out of luck. ”

"Thank you."

Said softly and gratefully.

The uncle waved his hand impatiently, signaling her to get out, and then continued to read his newspaper intently.

……

Wen Softly followed the direction pointed by the uncle and saw the tin house in the corner.

The room should have been turned over, the door was open, and the contents were a mess.

She bent over and walked in.

I saw the broken album on the ground.

That was the last photo she took when she and Yun parted in China.

Yun still had tears on his young, immature face.

The soft nose was sour, tears rolled out, bent down to pick up the album, brushed off the glass slag on it, took out the photo, and put it in his underwear.

I raised my eyes and looked around, but I became more and more sad.

For more than three years, has Yun Zai lived here?

How incompetent his sister was, he said that he was doing well, and he believed it.

How could he never have thought that he was lying to himself?