After running less than ten kilometers further, and faintly seeing people, Chen Rulong put away the blood jade unicorn and got on the bus to the International Trade New City with Ye Zhiqiu.

On the way, Ye Zhiqiu muttered with some difficulty: "The message that was left twenty years ago, now that even Chen Jiagou is no longer there, will Li Xiuying have already been buried in the ground?" ”

"No way!" Chen Rulong said categorically: "Grandpa left me a message, there must be a deep meaning behind it!" ”

The car was parked in the central area of the International Trade City, looking at the huge World Trade Mall, the endless stream of vehicles, and the light rail speeding by on the viaduct, Chen Rulong and Ye Zhiqiu were a little dazed.

If you want to find an old man in this kind of place, Li Xiuying, it is equivalent to looking for a needle in a haystack.

After a stunned look, Chen Rulong said with some annoyance: "We have to find the Year of the Monkey and Ma Yue." ”

"No need, follow me."

Ye Zhiqiu opened the map and found the nearest inspection office.

The two police officers who were sitting in the office drinking tea asked slowly, "Do you ask for help or report the crime?" ”

Chen Rulong said: "It's a request for help." ”

The officer took out a form from the drawer, "Rank the identity information here, and then write the specific matters and we will register." ”

Ye Zhiqiu took out an identity card from his inner pocket expressionlessly and slapped it on the table, "Ye Zhiqiu, the god of war in the north of the United Front Alliance, is now going to mobilize all your police forces to help me investigate one person." ”

At the moment when they saw the identity tag, the police officer immediately stood up and saluted, and said excitedly: "Hello sir!" If there is any order, please do not hesitate to command! ”

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the form he was going to fill out just now, turned it directly to the back, and wrote on it: Li Xiuying, who lived in Chenjiagou twenty years ago.

"Just follow this message to find her whereabouts as quickly as possible."

"Yes!"

The police station officers saluted again, trotted and began to gather the police force of the entire International Trade New City to start busy, and immediately vacate a rest room for Chen Rulong and Ye Zhiqiu.

In the lounge on the third floor, outside is the garden and the big lawn, Ye Zhiqiu squinted and sat on the boss's chair, holding the coffee and drinking it in small sips.

"Well, my mascot didn't hold you back."

Chen Rulong sat next to her and stretched out his thumb, "Amazing, if you can't beat others, let's talk about it first, this is still a good skill." ”

Ye Zhiqiu heard the yin and yang weirdness in his words, his teeth clucked, and he said unconvinced: "I'm just inexperienced!" When I experience more things, sooner or later I will be better than you! ”

"I believe in you!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely." Chen Rulong smiled, "What is that thing you drink, it smells quite fragrant." Can you bring me a drink too? ”

"No, you can't. This is the exclusive treatment of a national mascot, but unfortunately you are not. ”

"Cut, stingy."

Being called a mascot all day long, Ye Zhiqiu was still unhappy at first, but then he slowly got used to it.

The house was filled with the aroma of coffee, and Fu Xi squatted beside Ye Zhiqiu, leaning over to greedily suck the aroma of coffee while she put it on the table.

Chen Rulong rolled his eyes at Fu Xi's childlike heart, "It's not promising." ”

Ye Zhiqiu was anxious, "You have no chance!" ”

At this time, the door was knocked twice and then pushed open, and the police officer entered the door and said respectfully: "Sir, everything has been investigated." ”

"Li Xiuying's old house has been demolished, and she has now moved to a village to be demolished near the International Trade New City."

Chen Rulong stood up, "Now take us over immediately." ”

Under the leadership of the police, at about 6 o'clock in the evening, Chen Rulong and Ye Zhiqiu came to an old house 20 kilometers away from the International Trade New Town.

Not far in front of the houses, there are prosperous high-rise buildings, but here are some abandoned tiled houses or bungalows.

Now, these bungalows, squatting behind a few high-rise buildings. The roof tiles are covered with green moss of age.

Clusters of dog-tail grass gathered on the roofs of houses, and the white lime smeared on the walls had become impressions. The tall buildings in front of it block it, and the old house rarely sees sunlight all year round.

The police officer said: "This is the former Chenjia Village, which was later planned as a demolition area, but because of the limited funds of the developer, after the development of the first few buildings, the latter was not further developed." ”

"Now the people of Chenjiagou have already received the demolition money and left, and some homeless people and homeless elderly people choose to live here."

"The place where China World Trade New City lives is just turning north along the street, and the left corner of the last street."

Ye Zhiqiu instructed: "Leave us a bus, you can go." ”

The police left, and Chen Rulong and Ye Zhiqiu cleared the grass and walked along the dilapidated streets.

On both sides of the street are countless low-rise bungalows, gray brick walls, cracked concrete floors, colorful plastic bags floating in the sewage ditches along the roadside, and the stench emanating from the corners of the walls or roofs.

Crawling with fragments of creepers, they stubbornly survive on this shiny street, making it look like a living thing.

Ye Zhiqiu frowned, fanned the smell in the gutter, and frowned slightly: "How can a broken place like this live with people?" ”

"Mascot, Miss, you haven't seen a real poor person. There are so many people who sleep in broken cardboard boxes and pick up trash cans. ”

Ye Zhiqiu frowned slightly, ignored Chen Rulong's taunt and continued to walk forward.

Fu Xi disliked the dirty floor, so he simply sat on Chen Rulong's shoulder.

Her body is very light, and her ass sits on Chen Rulong's shoulder, which is equivalent to Chen Rulong standing on her shoulder.

Li Xiuying's residence is not difficult to find, and the two of them saw a dilapidated tiled house at the end of the road at the left turn, and the three tiled houses were brightly lit.