Early November.
A silver car passed through a traffic light that was obviously too low due to a design error, and bumped and made noises on the dilapidated road, shaking all the way into the planned area where Pu Town was located. The driver in the car was the first to witness the scene in the town and was shocked by its contradictions and strangeness.
His two eyeballs seemed to be placed in two different scenes respectively. Although no one was interested in them as a whole, one side had relatively complete and intact infrastructure, hotels, restaurants, and ancient commercial streets, while the other half was filled with various low-rise gray and white buildings lined up in a row. They did not look like residential houses, as they were too cramped and had no windows.
We can only get a glimpse of these buildings from the clues of their decoration. Generally, there are two sofas, a coffee table, a partition inside with a bed, and the whole room is filled with light strips. People who are familiar with the place should know that these light strips are definitely pink when turned on.
"It's a paradise for those doing the sex trade." The man driving the car lit a cigarette and sighed.
The man sitting in the passenger seat glanced down at the press card hanging around the man's neck. It had the name "Pei Ziming" written on it, and warned him, "In this place, wearing that thing is like telling others you're here to cause trouble."
Pei Ziming was stunned, patted his head, took off his press card and threw it into the back seat, saying with a smile: "Hey, Old Xia, Pu Town was once the business of your boss Lu Chaolu, the general manager of the development project. Now that you've brought me back to your own territory, you have to be so cautious and careful?"
Old Xia shook his head and said, "First of all, I'm not from the Lu family. I'm just a middleman. Lu Chao paid me to give you the goods I have stored here. It's that simple. Secondly, if Boss Lu really had that kind of ability, would Pu Town be in such a mess now?
Let me tell you this, from the very beginning, this project wasn't intended to be a serious tourism venture. Even... that guy was tricked into this. See those hotels? He built them all. He invested so much money, grabbed the land, and scammed investors. Now they want to kick him out. How could he tolerate that with such a good temper?
Pei Ziming shook his head and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it."
"That's right. With such a huge investment, it's impossible to just give up a little effort. Now that the stage is set, why not make it real and open the business."
Pei Ziming said happily, "This is a poor and remote place. The expressway that was supposed to be built hasn't even been built yet. With such bad transportation, who would come here?"
After he finished speaking, he immediately realized: "Oh, that's why we do this kind of business that can't be done outside."
The middleman, surnamed Xia, pointed to the town's tallest building. "The bulk of the business is in that hotel. They have everything from food and drinks to daily necessities, all supplied by dedicated suppliers. It's very thoughtful."
"These low-class businesses out there are the result of running out of business. Boss Lu picked up the leftovers, but he didn't last long. Within a year, his stall was completely bankrupt."
The middleman paused and said, "In my line of work, I'm not supposed to be talkative, but this is a thorny issue. I don't know what you're up to, but I advise you to cherish your life."
"What do I want?" Pei Ziming grinned and said, "I'm a reporter. Reporting the truth is my duty!"
This nonsense, which he himself did not believe, seemed to freeze the air in the car, leaving the middleman speechless. After a long pause, he said, "Anyway, I warned you."
"Thank you very much." Pei Ziming said nonchalantly, "Is the thing well protected?"
"No problem," the middleman said. "To be honest, I don't know why he went back to Pu Town to dig out this backlog of mail that hadn't been dealt with for more than ten or twenty years. After all, the contents of that document were only seen by Boss Lu Chaolu. To ensure that no one knew about the document's existence, he didn't even take it out of the warehouse.
He's inconvenient to do anything right now, so he paid me to send someone to protect the documents. I did as he said. I have several of my informants in the post office now, and I'm sure no one has touched the documents. He only trusts you."
Squeak—the vehicle braked at the back door of the post office, and poor braking habits left a long tire mark.
Pei Ziming said, "That's good... There's no one from that family in this town now, right?"
"On the surface, everyone has evacuated. I don't know what's going on secretly. Anyway, to be on the safe side, we'll take the small road and go out the back door." The two got out of the car and walked towards the warehouse from the back door. The post office building was very old and had never been renovated. It looked shaky, and the back door looked like a dog hole. You almost had to squat to get through.
There was no surveillance inside. There was only a warehouse manager sitting at the door. When he heard the noise inside, he stood up and looked at the two people who came in. After distinguishing them, he sat back and pretended he saw nothing.
So the two of them swaggered over to the shelf and picked up the dusty and moldy brown paper bag.
Obviously, the object was not in good condition, and Pei Ziming was a little worried. Fortunately, after untying the rope, he found that the paper inside was well preserved and the handwriting was clear.
He took a quick glance at it, his breathing suddenly quickened, and he quickly put the paper back and looked at the middleman next to him.
The middleman was very professional and simply turned his back when he was inspecting the goods. For people like him, sometimes the less you know, the longer you live.
Old Xia said, "Is everything confirmed?"
"That's right." Pei Ziming said excitedly. This was incredible news. If the content was true, after handing it back and making some adjustments, Ai Chunxiao's position in the Wang family could be immediately ensured.
The things have been obtained, and it is not advisable to stay in this kind of ghost place for long. He decided to go home immediately, and asked the middleman to accompany him and send someone to escort him.
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