Library

One evening half a month after the "July 13" case was solved, Gu Xiaobei quietly appeared at the D City train station alone. He wore a navy blue T-shirt on his upper body, a pair of light gray summer sandals on his feet, and carried a tan suitcase that was not old and new. No matter how he looked at it, he did not look like a senior white-collar worker from a C City import and export trading company. This is what Gu Xiaobei wants. He wants to hide himself in the vast sea of ​​​​people, so that Boss Yu is at a loss. Even if he has a nose as sensitive as a hound, he can't smell any clues about his whereabouts. His leave was secret. No one knows except the company boss. Even the boss only knew that he was on vacation and did not know his destination. When he arrived at Jixiang Hotel, he could no longer distinguish the person's appearance in the sultry night.

After leaving Jinxin Company, Huoxia's mind was filled with the shadow of Wang Xiaohong. For a while it was a fire-like pomegranate red, and for a while it was a water-onion-like green. The two colors swirled around, making him dizzy. He remembered what Li Gan said just now: If you can't find Wang Xiaohong, your two hundred thousand will be wasted. Fire Box was excited, and then he realized the importance of finding Wang Xiaohong: this was not only a matter of finding his wife, but also related to the future of their courtyard house. That courtyard was built by Huoxia's great-grandfather, and it has been passed down to Huoxian for more than a hundred years. Even though it is a bit shabby now, at that time it was one of the most magnificent houses within a hundred miles. Because the foundation was built with half a meter of stone, the house was not washed down when the Yellow River burst during the Fu flood season in 1943, saving many people in the village. If the house imprinted with the merits of his ancestors were to be renamed from his hands, then his fire box would become an unworthy descendant of the Huo family.