Chapter 62 Meet and return to the west
“Well, it’s not just us, there is another group of people who are inquiring about his whereabouts. Guess who I saw?”
"who?"
“Yang Zan.”
Wang An was slightly startled when he heard this name.
“So it’s very possible that Yang Xianhua is also looking for that person. Do you know why that person came to Hu’an?”
"He should be looking for something. We are looking for him to avenge Third Senior Brother. It is not clear why Yang Xianhua is looking for him."
“Is it also because of the seed you mentioned last time?”
"I'll find someone to inquire about." Li Xinzhu said after being silent for a while, then he picked up the phone and found a number to call.
“Hey, is it convenient for you to talk? I want to ask something.”
After chatting for three minutes, Li Xinzhu hung up the phone.
“My friend said that besides the two groups of us, there are other people looking for that person. It is said that he is involved in a treasure.”
“Treasure, seed?” Wang An thought for a moment.
"gone."
“Why are you going?”
“I’m going to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic to learn massage. A friend of mine will come to Hu’an this afternoon, so I won’t accompany you to watch the painting. Can you take the painting yourself?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll wait until you come back. Just give me the key. I still want to walk bricks here.”
"You go over the wall." Wang An pushed him out of the door and locked the door.
“Huh? No, you’re not afraid that I’ll steal things, right? There’s nothing valuable in your house!”
Wang An waved his hand and walked towards the car.
“Hey, you.” Li Xinzhu
“Go on.” Wang An walked out a few meters and turned around and shouted to Li Xinzhu.
“What the hell?” Li Xinzhu subconsciously stretched out his hand. Opposite him, Wang An raised his hand and waved it, making a soft hissing sound.
Li Xinzhu felt his palm was slightly hit by something, causing some pain. He looked down and saw a key falling into his palm.
"Hey, that's accurate! No, why is there just a key to the back room? I'm tired from practicing, so I can't go in to take a rest and drink some water?"
What responded to him was the sound of the car igniting, the engine being refueled, and the car driving away.
“Hello? Shet!”
In the morning, Wang An learned Chinese massage at Zhao’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic and gave a customer massage treatment.
At less than 9:30, the university roommate who had called him a few days ago came to Hu'an City from other places, and the two made an appointment to meet.
Wang An arrived at the agreed meeting place, outside a teahouse. Wang An remembered that the guy usually drank tea, so he chose such a place.
A pot of tea can be regarded as catching the wind and washing away the dust.
After waiting for about ten minutes, I saw a car with an out-of-town license plate driving into the parking lot.
After the car parked, a man in his thirties got out of the car. He was of medium height, dressed in casual business attire, with a yellowish complexion and small, energetic eyes.
“Liu Ming!” Wang An shouted, waved to the other party, and greeted him with a smile.
“Wang An, why do you look younger than when you were in school? You didn’t look like this the last time we met!” Liu Ming looked at Wang An, quite surprised.
This dress is ordinary, but there is a special temperament about it, which reminds him of a sentence - the commoner is proud of the prince.
The two of them entered the private room of the teahouse and ordered a pot of good tea and several plates of snacks and nuts.
“Is this a business trip to Hu’an?”
“Private matters.” Liu Ming took a sip of tea. "Looking at your current situation, you are living a good life."
“What are your plans for the future, are you planning to settle down in Hu’an?”
"Not ready yet."
“House prices in Hu’an are not cheap. There are still a few people in our class staying in Hu’an. Do we keep in touch with them on weekdays?”
“Let’s get in touch occasionally.”
Even though we live in the same city, Hu'an is a big place and we all have to work. In the first few months after graduation, we would get together and talk about our past friendships, but then things gradually faded away.
"I have gray hair here, but you are still the same as before, even more energetic, but you are not so talkative now. I remember you used to love to talk." Liu Ming said with a smile.
Wang An smiled after hearing this and said, "Drink tea."
The two of them didn’t have as much to say as expected when they met. It seemed like they hadn’t seen each other in the past few years and they were much strangers to each other.
Through the conversation, I learned that Liu Ming was still in contact with several classmates from his previous class, and they were all the kind who got along well.
If you are good at it, others will take the initiative to contact you. If you are not good at it, no one will contact you, and they will not be willing to contact others.
Society has different circles, it’s not that people in the same circle cannot be tolerated together.
Chatting for a while, the time came to noon.
Wang An invited him to a nearby restaurant and ordered some exquisite side dishes. I originally ordered a bottle of good wine, but Liu Ming turned it down.
“I won’t drink if I have something to do in the afternoon.”
"Do you need my help?"
“No need, I can do it myself.”
After dinner, the two of them agreed to meet again in the evening, and Liu Ming drove away alone.
Wang An stayed in the medical clinic all afternoon, but Liu Ming was not there at the appointed time. An hour later, there was still no sign of the other party, and no one answered the phone.
“Where did that guy go?”
After waiting for a while, Wang An sent him a message and then returned to his residence.
With Li Xinzhu away, the courtyard returned to its usual quiet state.
Practice, watch paintings, and chant sutras, as usual.
The next morning, Wang An did not receive a reply from Liu Ming, so he called him again, but no one answered.
"What's going on? Is there any accident?" Wang An was slightly worried.
At noon, Wang An suddenly received an unfamiliar phone number at Zhao's Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic. After the call was answered, the caller turned out to be someone from the Security Bureau, telling him a shocking news.
Liu Ming died in his car on a mountain outside the city.
died? !
Wang An was stunned for a while after hearing this.
How could a good person die when we had dinner and chatted together yesterday?
“What’s the cause of death?”
“Still investigating.”
Because Liu Ming’s mobile phone showed that the last person to call and text him was Wang An, so he was required to cooperate with the investigation.
After asking him some questions, ask him to keep in touch and report to the people in the Guard Bureau at any time if he remembers anything.
“Baihe Mountain, what was he doing there?” After hanging up the phone, Wang An thought for a while.
It was a classmate after all, and Wang An felt that he needed to go and see it.
The body is at the funeral home, and Liu Ming's family is on the way there.
With the permission of the relevant personnel, Wang An saw Liu Ming's body. His brows were frowned and his face was pale. It looked like he was in pain before he died.
On the left side of his neck, Wang An saw a purple-red mark as big as a coin.
“What’s going on?” he asked the forensic doctor on the side.
(End of this chapter)