Chapter 706

As the Asian Games progressed day by day, we remained firmly at the top of the medal table, and the capital seemed to be injected with new vitality.

Su Miao did not participate in the volunteer work at the competition venue. This weekend, she and her father went to see the courtyard house that was being renovated.

She looked out the window and saw many bicycles with small national flags on their handlebars, swaying gently in the morning breeze.

Nowadays, "Asian Pride" is played on radios in every street corner.

Even Old Zhang, who works at the small shop at the corner of her alley, a man in his seventies who usually only likes to listen to Peking Opera, was humming "We are Asia, the mountains are proud heads" this morning.

When I got out of the car, I heard a few aunties picking vegetables talking across the street:

"Have you read today's newspaper? The front page is all about our opening ceremony, saying it 'showed the world the spirit of China after opening up'!"

Su Miao took a look and saw a large photo of a martial arts performance published in the newspaper, which was the shocking moment when a hundred warriors formed a "Wu" formation.

Her heart warmed as she thought of the little monk Mingxin who got lost last night. She wondered if they had left Beijing.

The green bricks and gray tiles of the western courtyard glowed with a warm luster in the morning light. Su Miao followed his father around the wood piled in the courtyard.

The old carpenter Master Zhang squatted under the corridor, polishing the carved window frames, and wood shavings mixed with the fragrance of wood fell to the ground.

The renovation of Xiheyuan started in mid-August. At that time, they had not returned to Beijing yet, and everything was left to Jiayin to handle.

This decoration team had just helped Jiayin's family renovate a western courtyard house, so they were very familiar with each other and there were basically no problems in working together.

The yard is still well preserved, but it is very old after all. This renovation is to reinforce all structures with hidden dangers and repair some damaged parts so that it can be lived in for a long time.

Two bungalows were built in the backyard decades ago. They did not have tiled roofs, but flat cement roofs.

Su Miao specifically asked the craftsmen to repair the railings and stairs over there, and then she would place flowers, plants, tables and chairs there.

This will turn it into a small hanging garden. There were no taller buildings in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the view from there would be more pleasant than from the western courtyard.

When the weather is cooler, you can invite Jiayin and others to come over for a barbecue or hot pot, and you don’t have to worry about the smoke rising into the house.

Suddenly, a report came from the renovation team's radio: "The Chinese delegation won three more gold medals today..."

The cheers scared away the sparrows from the pomegranate tree in the corner of the yard.

Su Miao looked at the renovated roof. The Chiwen squatting on it was still an old object that had gone through many years. Its tail with a missing corner just happened to point in the direction of the Asian Games Village.

As time passed, Su Miao's heart tightened day by day.

It has been a week since Uncle Feng last called me. I don’t know how the progress is, but the time will come in a few days.

Thousands of miles away on the Lu Island, the wind brought with it the fishy smell of sea water and the musty odor of the walls.

In a guesthouse near the pier, a thin young man lay on a single bed.

He used a suitcase as a pillow behind his head. It was all his belongings.

Thirteen thousand seven hundred yuan in cash was wrapped in three layers of plastic and pressed into the innermost compartment.

Two sets of clothes, a fake ID and letter of introduction that he bought through his connections, and a plane ticket that would allow him to escape.

He looked at the bright night sky and murmured to himself:

"October 2nd, as soon as I get on the plane..."

Suddenly, the sound of a car engine was heard downstairs. He jumped out of bed alertly and grabbed the fruit knife on the table.

The reason why he chose to live in this old and shabby guesthouse was because it was close to the pier, there were few people and it was quiet at night, so any slight movement would be discovered immediately.

At this time, he had already walked to the window, hiding half of his body behind the wall, carefully observing the movements downstairs.

It was a taxi, and a family of three got out. The child was still babbling and asking for candy, and looked very normal.

He breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed there was no problem.

The blade in his hand shone coldly in the moonlight. He thought for a moment, put the fruit knife next to the luggage bag, and fell asleep.

What he didn't know was that many people stayed awake all night because of him.

There is a photo of Jiang Xiaoli on the blackboard in the conference room. It was a photo that came from Xingcheng. It was taken on his first day at the supply and marketing cooperative. It is now the key physical evidence to identify him.

The criminal investigation team leader reported: "We were a step too late when we went to arrest him. He left half a day ago, but we already have a clear clue. Jiang Xiaoli has come to our Lu Island today."

For such a big case, the deputy director personally directed the work. He tapped the map and said:

"After embezzling the company's money in Xingcheng, this guy first fled to Xingcheng, then fled to Linhai County in our Fujian Province, and now to Ludao.

He specifically traveled to cities at the forefront of reform and opening up because they had so many flights! Nanning's new airport just resumed flights last month, so perhaps he couldn't get a ticket, so he came here.

According to the person who reported the case in Yongcheng, he plans to take action on the plane to Guangzhou on October 2nd, so we don't have much time left.

We can't rule out the possibility that he changed his crime schedule and shifts to strike earlier. What we need to do now is to establish a comprehensive control! Set up a dragnet and bring Jiang Xiaoli to justice as soon as possible!

On October 1st, the national celebration, the few guests in the guesthouse gathered in the hall to watch the show together, but Jiang Xiaoli remained in his room.

He only went out once today to buy food, and tomorrow is the day to take action. He can't make any mistakes at the critical moment.

"Knock knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Jiang Xiaoli asked in a tense voice.

"Comrade Jiang, I'm Xiao Huang from the front desk. Today is National Day, and our guesthouse has prepared small gifts for everyone staying here. Everyone has received one, but you didn't go downstairs to watch TV, so I brought it up for you."

Jiang Xiaoli originally wanted to ask him to leave, but then he thought, since everyone had received it, it would be too strange to treat him specially.

It's just a matter of taking something, nothing will happen.

Jiang Xiaoli took a deep breath, hid the fruit knife in his left hand behind his back, and then went to open the door.

He cautiously opened the door only a crack, revealing half of his face.

The person standing outside was indeed the receptionist of the guesthouse. He had been on duty for the past two days, and Jiang Xiaoli's vigilance was half reduced.

The front desk clerk held a small box wrapped in red paper in her hand and smiled innocently:

"Comrade Jiang, this is a gift from our guesthouse. Happy National Day! May our motherland prosper."

Jiang Xiaoli curled his lips, opened the door a little wider, took the small box and thanked him.

But what I was thinking was, who cares whether you are prosperous or not, it has nothing to do with me in the future!