spring dream

Chapter 20

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The windows in the corridor were all with curtains drawn, so that no natural light could come in. The warm yellow light from the crystal lamp overhead contained layers of ambiguity, shining brightly on the boy's shoulder-length brown long hair.

The broken hair on the sideburns was pinned behind the ears with exquisite silver ornaments, and a few strands of silver thread hung between the hair, revealing the white forehead and the straight nose.

The young man kept his head down, leaning on the wall with one hand, and moved slowly.Xiao Er couldn't see his eyebrows and eyes clearly, but only saw a snow-white silk gown with dense gold-edging patterns embroidered on the neckline.

The thin young man walked towards Xiao Er with bare feet, without raising his head, he kept staring at the road under his feet as if no one else was there. The silver bell above exudes a faint soft light.

Hmong dress.

There are many ethnic minorities in Yunnan, with different costumes and styles, among which the costumes of the Miao nationality are the most stunning and beautiful.

When crossing his body with him, Xiao E cast his gaze again. The young man's delicate side face has graceful lines, like a jade carving.The complexion was almost weak, a kind of sickly white, and the slender neck was exposed outside the clothes, and it hit Xiao Er's eyes, making him squint involuntarily.

Xiao Er hesitated for a while, but he didn't stop, and went straight back to the living room.

In addition to Boss Chen, there were a few more unfamiliar faces in the room. Some were holding bright flashlights, some were holding magnifying glasses, and some were standing next to the newly moved water cutter with their hands behind their backs. Two of them were Burmese. .

In the latest jadeite public offering, the highest bid price in the open bid was a stone with a sharp bend at the mouth of the pit, 6000 million yuan, which doubled with a single knife, and a net profit of [-] million yuan was made by handing over.After the popularity of jadeite, the demand of buyers has risen sharply. The raw materials in various places in Myanmar have been almost exhausted, and there are very few good-quality raw ores. " phenomenon, so these people who heard the news had high expectations for this ancient stone.

Xiao Er sat back to his original place, grabbed his Adam's apple twice, took the mineral water Lu Ran handed him and drank it down in one gulp.Sweating on the forehead, heavy breathing, as if the heart tube is blocked, making the whole body feel irritable and unbearable.

Lu Ran saw his strangeness, and asked with concern: "What's the matter? Sweating so much?"

Xiao Er rubbed his hands repeatedly, then pressed his painful temples, and said wearily: "It's okay, maybe I'm tired."

The raw stone weighing tens of kilograms has a plane cut obliquely on the side, without the need for light, exuding the best color that can be discerned by the naked eye.Whether it is transparency, structure, density, water head, or integrity, it perfectly shows that the price of 8000 million yuan is absolutely in line with the industry's consistent judging criteria.

Boss Chen raised his chin to one of them, indicating that it was time to start.

There were sharp and piercing mechanical noises in the living room. Lao Song stared at the stone cut in half with those people, marveled in his heart, and clenched his fists—the value doubled.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of cheers.

Xiao Er leaned against the back of the sofa, crossed his long legs, rubbed his right hand with skinny fingers repeatedly on the fabric, and looked out the window restlessly.

The louder the ear was, the more chaotic thoughts ran rampant in the body, following the heart path all the way up to the center, tingling the nerves.

He took out the cigarette pack and found that his hands were shaking, and the cheers broke out again. Boss Chen won the bet.

After lighting a cigarette five or six times, the figure of the boy in white flashed in his mind.

With a "snap", Xiao Er dropped the lighter on the table, and cursed "fuck" in a low voice.

"Hey." The ending sounded, and Boss Chen walked towards them with a smile, "Little Master Xiao, be broad-minded, if you can afford it, you can afford to lose."

Xiao Er chewed the cigarette into his mouth, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Fuck you, this broken stone was paid [-] years ago, can you compare with me?"

A few unfriendly glances shot at Xiao E, and Lu Ran quickly raised his hand to explain: "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao is in a bad mood. He didn't intend to target you. Please bear with me."

Old Song didn't know why, so he also interjected: "Yes, there is something bad at home, look at the stone, come here, let's continue to look at the stone."

A total of six knives were made, and three pieces were sliced, two of which were without cracks or cracks, and a pair of imperial green imperial concubine bracelets of the same quality could be produced.The other piece is slightly doped with a few fine strands, which can be covered with avoiding carvings and still throw out a few valuable small pieces.

Boss Chen said three "good" words in a row, and happily asked the secretary to fetch the check. With a flick of a pen, 8000 million yuan was sold.

Lu Ran took the receipt and put it away, Xiao E got up and walked away. Boss Chen asked in a tone-deaf manner, "Will you sit down for a while?"

Lu Ran respectfully nodded towards the other party, Lao Song followed, and the two walked out of the hall with Xiao Er's shoulders in their arms, leaving the excitement of the room behind.

The main entrance of the clubhouse was wide open, and the three of them stepped down the steps without getting into the car. The bank was not far from here, and each of them took a cigarette together to transfer the money first, and then drove back to the inn.

Strolling out the door, Xiao Er turned his gaze away, and there were many more people in the square opposite than when he came.They held flowers in their hands and put candles at their feet. The dense firelight swayed with the wind, and there were singing voices in their ears, as if paying homage to the dead.

Lu Ran asked, "What are they doing?"

Lao Song thought hard for a long time, but he just couldn't think of the words.Three or four cars sped past on the road, and he slapped his thigh violently: "Oh, yes, yes, I remembered, this area is the original site of Lu's pharmaceutical factory, those people should be the families of the victims, they may come Come here to pay tribute to your loved ones who have died."

Xiao Er looked at him in shock: "What did you say?"

There was numbness in the heel of the leg, and the phone vibrated.

It was Fang Mingli.

He swallowed hard, gritted his teeth, and swiped the screen to connect: "Fang, Uncle Fang."

Fang Mingli's voice trembled slightly: "...there is a clue."

Xiao Er suddenly felt a little unsteady, he hurriedly raised his hand to help Lu Ran, eager to get some strength from him to support himself.

"I got the driver's file and used his ID to investigate his whereabouts in recent years. I found that six years ago, just a few days after Wen Qi disappeared, he visited Ruili."

Lu Ran grabbed Xiao Er's hand and clenched it tightly, watching his face turn pale little by little.

Fang Mingli continued: "I once stayed for two nights at the Holiday Inn, three kilometers west of China-Myanmar Street, and the front desk registered his license plate number at that time, which was a Beijing plate."

Panting messily and quickly, Xiao Er raised his head to look at the Holiday Inn in Ruili chain at the end of the street, and the warmth in his body gradually dissipated.

Fang Mingli only knew that Xiao Er went to Wuliang Mountain, thinking that he was going to supervise the tea field as in previous years, but he didn't know that he was in Ruili at the moment: "There is one more thing, although I can't be sure, but I will contact a friend in the police station Meet with you and act together, after all, the other party is a ruthless person who takes both black and white, and is also a Burmese nationality, without a search warrant approved by the above, we can't force it, we can only 'undercover'."

Xiao Er didn't speak, the chill invaded his internal organs, and all his strength was used on hearing.

"Some netizens saw the missing person notice issued by the Yunnan police, saying that they seemed to have seen someone who looked similar to Wen Qi. I traced their IP addresses, and they were also in Ruili."

"Where?" As soon as they spoke, Lu Ran and Lao Song were taken aback. Xiao Er's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like sharp metal cutting rough sandpaper.

Fang Mingli sighed: "Don't worry, just do as I said..."

"Where did you see that!" Xiao Er stood on the spot, struggling and roaring, with a splitting headache.

The surroundings are bustling, and the ordinary words of passers-by are heard in the ears. The road is full of traffic and the composition is vivid.

But for Xiao Er, the world suddenly became a white light in his eyes, piercing his nerves, tearing his flesh and blood, six years of pain pouring down on his head, pouring all over his body, all the past whistling before his eyes. However, following the guidance of the light, the outline of the young man who was close at hand was gradually becoming clearer and clearer.

Xiao Er unconsciously raised his hand, reached out to him, and ran towards him.

At the end, Fang Mingli said, "Chen Sheng Club."