Fu Haozhe was wearing casual clothes, and was afraid that the aunt's words would affect Chen Chuchu's mood, so he changed the subject: "Auntie! Are you going to Kyoto too?"

"Yes." The old lady laughed, "My brother got separated from home when he was eight years old. We had no news for many years, but we got in touch with him some time ago.

I heard that he was not in good health and might not live long. Several of his brothers and sisters went to visit him. As the elder sister, I wanted to visit him as well, just to fulfill the brotherhood.

This is my daughter. She is going with me. I have someone to look after her on the way. Alas! Life is not easy, especially for people of our generation. Life is so hard!"

When the old lady talked about her life experiences, her eyes were red. Fu Haozhe and Chen Chuchu didn't know how to comfort her. They had indeed lived a hard life.

Those who can survive are considered blessed. I don’t know how many people died in the fight against the Japanese invaders during those years.

The mother and daughter bought a sleeper ticket and another seat ticket. At night, when the aunt's daughter wanted to go to the seat compartment, Fu Haozhe stopped her.

"Big sister! You sleep in my berth and take care of Auntie. I'll take your seat."

The old lady's daughter was overjoyed, but she refused: "This is not good! How can I sleep in your shop?"

"Don't sleep in vain, help me look after my girlfriend." Fu Haozhe stood up and stretched out his hand to the older woman, "Give me the ticket, I'm afraid they will check it later."

"Oh!" The elder sister took out the ticket from her trouser pocket and gave it to Fu Haozhe. "Thank you, brother! Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome." Fu Haozhe looked at Chen Chuchu and told her elder sister, "My girlfriend is young and rarely goes out. Please help take care of her if there is anything."

The old lady patted her chest and assured: "Of course, my mother and I will definitely find a good match for you."

Chen Chuchu felt embarrassed when she heard them say that, but she didn't say anything. Fu Haozhe was a man and a soldier, so he couldn't bear to see an old lady sleeping alone in a berth.

What if something happens to the old man in the middle of the night and his daughter is not around?

After a day of getting to know each other, it turned out that the mother and daughter were just ordinary people. They were very down-to-earth. They even told me their home address, who was in their family, their names, and what they did for a living.

Fu Haozhe used conversation skills when chatting with people. The old lady and her daughter were off guard and were questioned about everything.

He went to the hard seat carriage to give convenience to the mother and daughter. The excuse he made was to take care of her because he was afraid that they would feel guilty about this matter.

"Okay, you guys take a rest, I'll go find a seat." Fu Haozhe patted Chen Chuchu's shoulder, "Chuchu! Don't be afraid no matter what happens, your aunt and sister are here to accompany you."

Chen Chuchu nodded: "I'm not afraid, go ahead!"

Fu Haozhe looked at her affectionately, then stood up and left.

The old lady and her daughter watched him go away, feeling grateful.

"Girl! You have a good partner." The old lady praised Fu Haozhe highly, "He knows how to take care of us women. He will definitely be a good husband in the future."

The eldest sister praised Chen Chuchu: "You have good taste and picked a good partner."

Chen Chuchu didn't know how to answer, so she just smiled. After turning off the lights, the three of them lay down one after another.

Fu Haozhe took the ticket, went to the hard sleeper car, found a seat, and sat on the seat was a burly man.

This is a three-seater seat. The seat my elder sister bought was next to the aisle. In the middle sat a short young man, about twenty years old. By the window sat a woman, who was dozing on the table with her face buried under her arms, so her face could not be seen clearly.

Judging from the clothes he is wearing, he should be a young man.

Fu Haozhe came over, but did not immediately call the burly man to stand up. Instead, he looked around and found that there were six burly men in the carriage.

They were scattered throughout the carriage. Although these people seemed to have no connection, Fu Haozhe, with his years of experience, could tell at a glance that they were in the same group.

They didn't look like human traffickers, as there were few children or pretty young women in the carriage.

When I got close to the person sitting in his seat, I could faintly smell a bloody odor, which didn't sound like human but animal.

Are these people poachers?

What did they hunt?

The train's starting point is Haishi in the south, and its final stop is Kyoto. Where did they get on the train? Was it also bound for Kyoto?

Judging from their attire, they don't look like farmers or hunters, but more like black market traders.

Observe for a while and if there is a problem, report it to the train attendant.

"Brother! This seat belongs to me. Please get up for a moment. I want to sit there myself." Fu Haozhe walked to the burly man, patted his shoulder, and tested his reaction.

The burly man has quick reactions, is quite strong, and knows some martial arts.

As soon as he moved, he grimaced with a painful expression. Fu Haozhe judged that he was injured.

His judgment was correct. When the burly man stood up, he limped towards his two companions at the toilet door.

It turned out that his leg was injured.

Fu Haozhe did not sit down in a hurry, but stood for a while, watching the man walk to his companions before sitting down.

The young man in the middle asked curiously, "Where did you get on the bus? That person has always been sitting in this seat. I thought it was his."

"He was sitting there all the time?" Fu Haozhe asked calmly, "Where did he get on the bus? When did he get on the bus?"

"We got on the bus around 11 noon. Six people got on, each carrying a heavy bag." The young man did not hide anything and told everything he knew. "Their bags were placed on the luggage rack near the toilet door, and there were two people guarding them."

Fu Haozhe was stunned, feeling that the young man was observing very carefully: "You are paying attention to them? What do you do? Why do you keep paying attention to these people?"

"I work in Hai City as a public security officer." The young man lowered his voice to avoid waking up the three passengers who were dozing off opposite him. "These people are too eye-catching. I can't ignore them. You are a soldier, right? You have the awe-inspiring aura of our kind.

Comrade! These people are criminals, and they have secrets hidden in their bags. Let's work together and catch them later."

"Can you show me your ID?"

It’s not that Fu Haozhe doesn’t trust young people, it’s just that there are too many scammers and he doesn’t want to be fooled.

"Can."

The young man took out his ID and handed it to Fu Haozhe. The woman next to him looked up, took something out of her trouser pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

I flipped open the form and saw that the young man was Zhou Jian, a police officer from Dongcheng District, Hai City. The female comrade was Yang Xue, also from the Dongcheng District Public Security Bureau.

After reading it, return the certificate to them.

Zhou Jian said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Yang Xue is my wife, she's pregnant, I took her back to my hometown for the New Year, I didn't expect to meet these people. Comrade! What do you think these people do?"