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After finishing the follow-up work at school, Yang Wei got on the plane to Kyoto alone and went home.
After seven years of absence, I finally want to go back to my hometown.
Before leaving, Yang Wei had been lingering with Xu Wenjin and Ye Xiaolu for a long time, and the two had already known each other's existence.
But what he didn¡¯t expect was that Yang Wei actually met Dong Xinjie on the plane who was about to return to Beijing together.
The two of them whispered these words all the way. A few hours later, the plane landed smoothly. Kyoto arrived.
The moment he stepped off the plane and looked up at the familiar sky, Yang Wei's heart suddenly surged with heat, and his eyes were filled with soreness and heat. He couldn't control it anymore, and tears flowed down.
"I'm back," Yang Wei whispered hoarsely.
"Yang, are you okay?" Dong Xinjie looked distressed and said nervously, grabbing Yang Wei's arm.
"It's okay." Yang Wei shook his head, "It seems that the sandstorm in Kyoto has not been controlled well. I was blinded by the sand as soon as I got off the plane."
Knowing that Yang Wei was really stubborn, Dong Xinjie naturally didn't point it out. Seeing that Yang Wei was joking meant that he was fine, and she immediately felt relieved.
When Yang Wei walked out of the airport, he saw the director of the Special Security Bureau of Jiangchuan City. His cousin Fatty Wang was already waiting beside him.
Seeing Fatty Wang, Yang Wei couldn't help but frowned: "How come you, the director of Jiangchuan's Special Security Bureau, have time to come here?"
Dong Xinjie looked at Fatty Wang and said hello with a smile. They were all from the same compound and had a lot of acquaintances.
Fatty Wang smiled and said hello to Dong Xinjie, "Isn't this necessary for work? The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I have to come back to report on my work, right?"
"Then why do you still have time to come to the airport?"
¡°Didn¡¯t I hear that dear Young Master Yang was coming, so I rushed here to pick you up?¡±
Yang Wei rolled his eyes: "Just talk nonsense as much as you like. The old man must have asked you to come, right?"
Being exposed by Yang Wei's words, Fatty Wang was not surprised at all. He smiled and said: "Young Master Yang is still smart. The old man asked me to take you home specially. I can't let you run around, lest you provoke a few more good families." Women.¡±
Hearing these words, Dong Xinjie on the side couldn't help but blush.
Yang Wei¡¯s lips curled up, revealing an arc: ¡°Okay, stop talking nonsense and leave quickly.¡±
Fatty Wang smiled, got into the cab, stepped on the accelerator, and the Audi car with a "Military A 00001" license plate immediately ran away.
¡°It¡¯s been seven years, the changes here are so big,¡± Yang Wei said with emotion as he looked out the window at the countless skyscrapers rising from the ground.
"That's what they say, it stays the same every year, but it changes drastically in three years. You've been away for seven years, so how can this not be a big change?" Fatty Wang said.
"Yes, things have changed with the changes in the sea," Yang Wei said with a feeling on his face. For a moment, the car fell into silence.
"By the way, Fatty Wang, how's the investigation going for you?" Yang Wei asked.
Hearing Yang Wei's question, Fatty Wang's hands couldn't help but tremble, and he almost lost control of the steering wheel. He immediately yelled and said, "Haha, what are you talking about? I'm asking someone to investigate."
Yang Wei didn't say anything, he looked at Fatty Wang without blinking, silent.
Fatty Wang glanced at Yang Wei guiltily, trying hard to stabilize his mind, but the deep and sharp eyes on the side continued to exude an invisible pressure, causing cold sweat to gradually break out on his forehead.
"I'm sorry for you, you just showed off to me when you came here," Fatty Wang couldn't help but cursed, "The old man said that I must send you home first, and we won't talk about anything until we get home."
"Where is she?" Yang Wei whispered.
Fatty Wang paused and looked around: "The old man said"
"I ask you where she is?" Yang Wei's eyes flashed with a light that made Fatty Wang frightened. He still remembered such a light. Whenever Yang Wei's eyes showed such a light, it meant that he had arrived. The edge of rage. There is a saying in Kyoto that Young Master Yang will be very angry and the consequences will be serious.
So Fatty Wang immediately told everything he knew without saying a word: "No. 308, Dingxiang Lane, Jiefang Road, District 3"
"Walk"
Kyoto 3rd Ward is an old city | district. It was the economic center of Kyoto a few decades ago. However, with the development of the city and the construction of surrounding areas, it has gradually becomeThe area behind.
Arriving at Dingxiang Lane, Yang Wei opened the car door, and suddenly a rotten smell hit his nose, and at the same time there was a pungent smell of smoke.
"What smells so bad?" Dong Xinjie, who came down together, immediately covered her mouth and took out a wet wipe from the bag she carried with her and covered her nose.
In the alley, a group of dirty children were chasing and playing in the cold wind. There were ancient briquette stoves placed in front of the doors of each house, with water boiling on them. Thick smoke was constantly being emitted, and the cold wind The wind blew and spread throughout the alley.
"Fat Wang? Are you sure this is here?" Yang Wei said.
Fatty Wang nodded: "According to my information, this is the right place. They have confirmed it."
"Yang, who are you looking for here?" Dong Xinjie asked. She had been acting obediently and didn't ask anything along the way, but now she couldn't help it anymore.
"Sister Ruyan," Yang Wei said lightly.
"What?" Dong Xinjie's eyes widened and she screamed, "You said my cousin is here?"
"It shouldn't be wrong," Fatty Wang said, "Let's look for it by following the house numbers."
The three of them then followed the sect numbers and searched for each house one by one. Although Dingxiang Lane was called a lane, there were thousands of households in and out, and because they were so old, their house numbers were The ones have fallen off and there is nothing to see at all.
But since the news says that they live at No. 308, it can at least mean that this house number must exist
"No. 305, this is No. 305. It seems to be around here." Fatty Wang pointed at the three forks in front and said happily.
"Let's take a look separately," Yang Wei said, and then the three of them separated and searched for each other.
Yang Wei moved forward step by step. Suddenly he heard a noise in front of him and the cry of a child. He immediately walked up and saw several boys surrounding a little girl talking about something.
"Why are you hitting people?" A boy said angrily to the little girl in the middle, "Have they scolded you, why do you hit them?"
"That's why you hit people? Please apologize to them quickly"
"I want to apologize to you"
"I'm not going to apologize to him." Facing everyone's responsibilities, the little girl's eyes were slightly red, but she didn't cry. "He just scolded me."
"What did he scold you for? Why didn't we hear it?" the boy said dissatisfied.
¡°He scolded me for not having a father,¡± the little girl said.
The little boy immediately shouted: "You don't have a father in the first place, and I was right."
Come on, a group of children surrounded the little girl and shouted: "Liu Qingmei, you are so pitiful. No one loves you during the New Year and holidays. Only your mother and no father. Do you think it is strange or not?"
Facing the ridicule of everyone, the little girl bit her lip, her eyes full of strength.
Through the crowd, Yang Wei saw the appearance of the little girl, and he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.