Everything is understood, and even if there are still things that I don't understand, it doesn't matter to me anymore.

I don't want to uncover those secrets now, my only thought is that the people around me who are alive will be at peace.

There's a long decade ahead of me.

Recently, the things in the handicap have been handed over to Wang Meng, and he has slowly started to get started, and he is full of enthusiasm every day, although he is not expected to be as capable as Pan Zi, but it is good to be able to share some for me.

I have a new shopkeeper in my shop, named Zhao Wang, who is much more honest than Wang Meng, wearing a white T-shirt and jeans, enthusiastic and cheerful, and very studious.

Externally, although the 'third uncle' said that he would go out for travel and investigate and teach me to take care of the industry for the time being, I knew what I was fodding, and I couldn't control those things, besides, the third uncle would never come back, and if he could come back, he should have shown up a long time ago.

If you want to keep the existing industry, there are only two ways, one is to ask my second uncle to take care of it, only an old fox like him can control these outlaws who lick blood on the knife edge, and the other is to hurry up and bleach, otherwise with my ability, sooner or later I will step on the thunder.

The second floor of the shop is my lounge, I forgot to bring my mobile phone when I went out for a walk, and as soon as I opened the door, a green hazy light rose from the dark room, and the green light flickered a few times in the darkness and went out.

I reacted to the fact that it was the screen light of my mobile phone, and immediately turned on the light, and the room suddenly became bright. A message came out of the screen, and the sender was two words: fatty.

This month, I made a few phone calls to the fat man, and the other party prompted him to stop using it. The fat man was in Banai, and it was inconvenient to charge the phone bill, so I charged 200 yuan into his card, and called several times, but the phone was turned off, so I could only call the phone in Banai Village and ask Agui about the fat man's situation.

Agui said that it is still the same, the fat man is in a daze every day, although he can't see much grief, but the whole person is like a lost soul, it seems that he has not been able to come out of the death of the clouds, I wanted to go to Banai to see him after a while, but I didn't expect to receive his message at this time.

The time of the message shows that it has been sent for less than a minute, and it is now 7:20 p.m., and there are only five words in the message: naïve, watch the news.

The fat man is not the master of watching the news, the news network has always been unable to fight him, and I think that with his current mental state, he can't watch the news, so what does he want to tell me? Is something wrong?

I immediately called back, this time the call showed that no one answered, and I dialed for a few more minutes until the phone started to heat up, and the fat man did not answer the phone, and a sense of foreboding arose.

I turned on the TV, the news broadcast had just begun, and at the beginning was the news of interviews with several leaders, and I watched patiently for more than ten minutes, when the camera suddenly turned and thick black smoke came up.

This is the perspective of shooting from a helicopter, in the mountains and forests below, black smoke billowed and flames are blazing, and with the host's announcement, my back is immediately covered with a layer of cold sweat.

100,000 mountains in Guangxi have been fired.

The camera on the helicopter moved quickly, and there were burning flames everywhere, but I still immediately recognized the fish-scale mountain, which was the area from Banai to Zhangjia Gulou, and the mountain fire was still spreading significantly.

It's summer, and it's no surprise that wildfires are frequent, but the location of the fire is so coincidental.

Is it a coincidence? Or...... Is it artificial?

The point is the fat man, he's never been a bend guy, and if he wants to tell me about Banai, he'll call me directly instead of a text message and won't answer the phone unless he can't answer the phone right now.

For a moment, I had a chill all over my body, and I vaguely felt that this was a bad start, very bad. But in the current situation, I had to go to Banai, and immediately packed my baggage overnight and caught up with the road to Guangxi.

The temporary train ticket is not easy to book, and it took two trains to arrive, and there was a car into the mountain, and when I arrived in Banai, it was already three days later.

The village is very lively, there are flowing water mats on the quaint bluestone slabs, most of the people present are wearing the clothes of the fire brigade, and there are Lei Zi in green clothes, I don't want to contact these people, I hid from the crowd and entered Agui's house, and there was no one at home.

The people in the village are busy with the heat, there are policemen and firefighters walking around, I don't dare to have other actions, I wait patiently for Agui to come back, looking at the familiar furnishings in the house, my thoughts involuntarily go back to a year ago, for a while my brain has a faint pain, simply lie on the chair and close my eyes to recuperate.

In the afternoon, Ah Gui entered the house with a black face, and when he saw me, the first thing he said was: "Boss, you are finally here." "I sensed something was wrong, and he knew I was back.

I asked, "Are you waiting for me?" What about the fat man? Ah Gui poured water for me and said, "The fat boss went up the mountain three days ago, and when he left, he told me that if you come to him, I will show you something." Then there was a wildfire in the mountains that night, and the fat boss never came back. ”

The fat man went into the mountains again? And it hasn't come out? Fuck, looking for death! I suddenly thought of the first layer, as soon as the fat man entered the mountain, there was a fire in the mountain, could it be ...... That fire was put by the fat man?

The more I think about it, the more likely it is that with the temper of a fat man, he will definitely make a mountain fire, but what's the point of him doing this? He also sent me a message after setting the fire, what was he trying to tell me?

The fat man is not the one who would make things so complicated, there must be some reason for him to do this, what is the reason for him to go into the mountain alone? At first, I wondered if the fire could have been set by the 'Zhang Qiling' in the mountains, the organization he had escaped from had been destroyed, did he want to burn everything in the past through this fire?

But judging by the current situation, this fire is likely to be set by the fat man.

I suddenly felt a headache, this pain has existed since the death of Pan Zi and the others, until the stuffy oil bottle left, this pain slowly faded, I have been waiting, let go of everything in the past, waiting for the ten-year appointment, but now it hurts again.

After rubbing my temples a few times, I asked, "What about the fat man's left?" Ah Gui took a wooden box from the room, and the boxy wooden box was the dressing box of the Banai girls, and there were some gadgets such as hairpins in it. Agui only has one daughter, Yuncai, after Yuncai died, the fat man lived in the house before Yuncai, and these relics of Yuncai were taken over by the fat man.

The wooden box is black, rough workmanship, no pattern carving, only a small lock. Agui took the key to open the lock, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in my heart, what could be in the box? If it weren't for the fat man's left, I might even think that it might be a corpse.

Ah Gui said: "The fat boss has nothing to say to the clouds, but it's a pity that those who have been stabbed by a thousand knives ......" He scolded the person who killed the cloud, but I still faintly saw the resentment in Ah Gui's eyes, he not only hated the person who killed the cloud, but also hated us, because our arrival made everything change.

For a while, I didn't know how to answer, and when I opened the box, I did enough mental construction, but the contents of the box still made people stunned.

The box contained a piece of shredded clothing, and it was impossible to see which part of the clothing it belonged to, and the tears were densely covered with threads, indicating that it was not cut off, but torn by brute force.

Ah Gui watched from the side, and also felt strange, and said, "The fat boss left this thing?" ”

I have more doubts in my mind, this is not the style of the fat man at all, if he anticipates something in advance and wants to pass it on to me in this way, then he will at least write a few words on it, or leave me a letter directly, or call me directly. But he didn't do anything, unless, he couldn't do these things.

A person wants to convey a message, but cannot make a phone call, cannot write a letter, there is only one possibility, he is imprisoned. But the fat man is clearly not in captivity, so because of what? Don't...... He was watched, and his every move was recorded?

I pinched the corners of my clothes, and there was nothing else in the box, and it seemed that what the fat man gave me was indeed this corner of my clothes. The lines on the corners of the clothes are densely embroidered, and there are such tight and strong embroidery on the clothes of the Banai man, but the embroidery on it is completely unrecognizable, and I looked for it several times, hoping to see the handwriting left by the fat man, but there was nothing.

I asked Gui, "Has anyone come to the village lately?" ”

Agui shook his head and said, "Our place is not a tourist attraction, it is a poor and remote place, except for you people, who will come." Speaking of this, Agui paused and said: "But the young men who went out to work before, several of them came back together, they pulled the fat boss to drink a few times, and then the fat boss came back that day, and his face was very bad." ”

Although the fat man is informal, but he is the most cautious in what he does, and it has not yet reached the level of drinking at a table with people I don't know, I called Agui before, and Agui's description is that the fat man lost his soul, had a poor appetite, and lost more than ten pounds, not to mention drinking.

So here's the problem.