"Fenwu?" Ouyang Zishan approached him. "Is that you?"
"Um," he curled up on the sofa, "I'm sorry, I don't think I've done anything wrong."
"Why don't you take your things?" she said. "I thought..."
"Hehe..." Dongya came out of the room, "Just now the boss thought he was a man and asked me if he had undergone sex reassignment surgery."
The two people opened their mouths in disbelief.
"Boss, are you going to try getting out of bed without wearing shoes?" Linglong asked.
"There are no shoes in her room," Fenwu said, "and why is her carpet softer than mine?"
Linglong smiled and said, "Who made you so thick-skinned?"
After finishing Linglong's noodles amidst the noise, the three of them set to work. Based on the information they'd obtained yesterday, they were certain his drug was sourced from Southeast Asia, where there was a drug manufacturing ring headed by the codename Dalong. This time, Jay Chou had a large shipment of drugs to import from him, and had therefore prepared a substantial sum of money.
"Prepare to go to Southeast Asia." Ouyang Zishan said.
They had to get to Southeast Asia before Jay Chou and Da Long met, so they had to leave immediately. Zhuo Qiang found out their address and went down to the basement. The shabby and run-down exterior made it hard for him to imagine anyone living there. He knocked on the door, but no one was there. As he was about to leave, an old woman approached him on crutches. "Who is this gentleman looking for?"
"I'm looking for the person who lives here," Zhuo Qiang asked, noting that she was holding a key. "Are you the owner of this house?"
"No, I'm here to help them look after the house." Her eyesight wasn't very good, and she couldn't find the keyhole after searching for a long time. "Sir, could you open the door for me?"
"Of course." The moment he opened the door, he saw a modern decoration style in front of him. Although it was just a simple basement, it looked very comfortable.
"A few days ago, I was picking up waste paper outside, and four children insisted that I come to help them take care of a lizard at home, saying that they would give me 30,000 yuan." She turned on the light so that she could see the surrounding environment clearly. "I have never seen so much money... Sir, would you like some water?" She poured herself a glass of water.
Zhuo Qiang took it and looked around every corner: "Where is the lizard?"
"You didn't notice it either?" The old lady pointed to a lizard on a picture frame. If you didn't look closely, it really looked like it was painted on. "That's a lizard."
“Oh, they are really creative.”
"That's right," she said. "By the way, what do you want from them?"
"Oh, one of them is my friend's child. I came to see her."
"Who is it?" The old lady hadn't chatted with anyone for a long time, and he helped her out of her predicament. "Which girl with big eyes, red lips, and a short stature?"
"no."
"A gentle boy with glasses?"
"no."
"That's the strong, tall boy."
"no."
"It turned out to be that tall girl with long hair and European looks."
"Yes."
"But her memory is not very good, even worse than that of an old woman like me. She can't remember who I am."
"Grandma, do you know where they went?"
"I don't know," she thought for a moment, "but he must be going on a long trip, so I came here specifically to help them look for a house."
"Thank you." He felt that he couldn't ask anything and prepared to leave.
"Stay for dinner. I just bought some vegetables." She hadn't chatted so freely with anyone for a long time. "I can show you the room of the child named Ouyang Zishan. She won't be angry with me, an old woman."
Zhuo Qiang thought about it. Although it was not nice to break into someone else's room at will, this old lady did arouse his interest.
"But you have to have a meal with my old lady first."
"OK!"
Zhuo Qiang was teasing the lizard on the side, and the old lady turned on the TV to make some noise, so it was not so embarrassing.
After dinner, the old man took him into Ouyang Zishan's room. He saw the big white board in the room, which was full of things written on it.
The old lady said, "That's enough for a person to look at for half a day, but I heard that your child remembers everything after just a few seconds of looking at it every morning. I don't understand these things, but she doesn't remember an old woman like me anyway."
Zhuo Qiang read through the lines one by one, realizing how little he knew about her. Perhaps no one knew more about her than this blank slate: finance, stocks, billiards, gambling, shooting, and even her fear of water.
"Grandma, please don't let anyone else in casually in the future."
The old lady smiled and said, "I didn't let you in casually." She took out a photo from her bag, and the person in the photo was him.
"You?" He was a little surprised.
"They gave it to me when they left, saying that if this person came here looking for someone, let him in to take a look."
"Who said that?"
“A boy,” she said. “He also said something I didn’t understand, but I understood the general meaning. He was telling the person in the photo not to worry.”
He walked out of the basement and got in the car: "Let's go!"
"Sir, are you going back to the company or home?"
"go home."
"OK."
If it was as the old woman said, then they must know about his relationship with Ouyang Zishan. Since they were able to let him into the basement, it was a message to Ouyang Zishan's family, telling them to stop using the media to find her. Perhaps what they were about to do next really couldn't be made public. He felt a little uneasy. Jay Chou was a tough nut to crack. With the clever kids from yesterday, it wouldn't be easy to deal with him. Furthermore, the man behind Jay Chou, called Dalong, was even more formidable.
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