I quickly hid in the corner and quickly answered the phone.
"Brother Yu! Why did you call me! You forgot to prevent us from contacting each other recently!"
On the other end of the phone, Brother Yu's voice sounded a little soft.
"Yunfeng, I had no choice but to find you. I'm in the Shaolin Temple now. Please listen to me carefully."
Brother Yu said in a cautious voice: "Before we left, he specifically told me to go to Tagou Martial Arts School when we arrive in Henan. Xiao Kai graduated from a martial arts school in his early years, and his files are there. I found out through secret investigation. He has some news, and now I want to tell the boss this news, but the boss’s phone has not been able to get through. The boss has an emergency phone, and I don’t know the number, so I asked you for the number.”
The amount of information was a bit overwhelming, so I thought for a few seconds before reacting.
"It's not Brother Yu! The boss should be in Changsha now, right? Why is he asking for news about Xiao Kai?"
"Yunfeng, I don't know. I just followed the leader's instructions."
I looked around cautiously and whispered: "Brother Yu, the problem is that I don't know the mobile phone number of your head!"
"What? You don't know either! I thought you knew!"
"What should we do now!" Brother Yu's voice was a little panicked.
I usually have two mobile phones with two numbers, and my boss has three Nokia flip phones, which means he has three numbers.
But I have hardly seen him use the last cell phone in the past two years. His phone seems to have two or three unknown numbers stored in it. I asked him about it once before, but he told me not to be blindly curious. .
"Brother Yu, don't worry, keep your head up and do things right. If he doesn't answer the phone, he may be delayed by something. In this way, you can call once every hour to see if you can get through. If you call after 12 o'clock tonight, It doesn’t make sense, you are informing me and I will find a solution.”
"okay, I get it."
"It's not convenient to talk for too long now. Yunfeng, please remember the date, September 1st! We'll see you at the same place!"
After hanging up the phone, I deleted the call history and touched my chin and thought about it for a long time.
What kind of plane are those two people doing with the leader? Not to deal with old pedants? Why are you trying to find out about Xiao Kai so secretly?
I looked at the date again.
There are now less than twenty days until September 1st. Brother Yu is in the Shaolin Temple, and he doesn't know where Xiaoxuan Douzi is hiding.
I touched my trouser pocket and saw that I only had ten yuan left in my possessions. How could I go to Yinchuan or buy a train ticket with this little money? After thinking about it, I went directly to a cigarette shop.
"Boss, do you want to collect the cigarettes?"
"Take it! Just take it if it's real cigarettes! What kind of cigarettes?"
"I don't understand either, just take a look."
I took out a cigarette and threw it on the counter for him.
The cigarettes Miss Ye gave me had no names, and the packaging was white. There was a red five-pointed star in the middle of the cigarette box. There was also a small red word "for" written in the middle of the five-pointed star. The whole cigarette had an anti-counterfeiting code. There are no numbers.
The store owner was stunned when he saw the white cigarettes. He asked me if he could open a pack and take a look. I said yes.
After opening it, the boss took out one and looked at it carefully. Then he opened the drawer and took out a small purple flashlight to shine on the sponge filter of the cigarette.
A few minutes later, he took a deep breath and asked, "How much do you want to sell this one for?"
"I'll give you as much as you think it's worth." I said with a smile.
He nodded: "Well, this cigarette is real. It's rare on the market, but it's so unpopular and not many people smoke it. I won't lie to you. I'll give you 1,600 yuan."
I picked up the cigarette and left.
"Hey! Hey! Don't leave, brother!"
"I haven't finished speaking yet! I'll give you one thousand sixty-one packs! This one will give you sixteen thousand!"
"Twenty thousand! I won't sell it for less!" I said.
He thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! Deal for 20,000 yuan!"
Looking at his expression, I felt that I might have made a loss on the sale. I really didn’t know the market price of this kind of white cigarette, so I just sold it as I thought. It was urgent to solve the urgent problem at the moment.
After I got the money, I bought two loaves of bread and a bottle of water in the store, and then I took a taxi to the Guomao Building with my bag on my back.
Because I have an agreement with a girl, and I want to keep it before I leave.
But when I got there, I found that I didn't have the courage to contact the other party.
In front of you is the luxurious CBD business circle, surrounded by well-dressed elite men and women in suits and leather shoes.
I looked up at the majestic office building in front of me, and then looked down at the worn-out white sneakers on my feet.
At that moment, I felt like I was out of tune with my surroundings. I didn’t belong to this circle. I didn’t belong to the same world as everyone here.
I became famous in the world that year, and I was worth tens of millions that year, but I still felt inferior.
It's not material inferiority, it's the inferiority complex I've had since I was a child. Because my family is poor, because my education is low, and because I lack love, I have low self-esteem.
The mountains, fields, and dark corners may be my world.
I stared at the burning cigarette in my hand, flicked it hard, and saw little red sparks flying away.
"Forget it, let the past pass."
"My Beibei, I'm leaving."
.....
West Station, half past ten at night.
A green leather train slowly drove towards Lingwu, Ningdong. I bought a copy of Storytelling before getting on the train. Now I was licking melon seeds and lying on the second floor of the sleeper berth, reading it with gusto.
The stories at that time would be interesting, with colleagues, neighbors and bosses, love, stealing, and love. In the end, it would be men killing women, or women killing men! I love reading these kinds of urban stories.
"vomit!"
Suddenly, a middle-aged man stumbled in. He opened his mouth and vomited.
I put the book away and looked at each other with a frown.
"vomit!"
I saw this middle-aged man holding his knees with his hands, lowering his head, vomiting all over the carriage, and a sour smell instantly filled the air! The more he vomited, the more he vomited, and it seemed that he even vomited out bile!
I pinched my nose and shouted to the flight attendant: "Hey! Is there anyone in charge here?"
The next second, this man suddenly raised his head and stared at me!
I saw this man’s eyes were red! That's abnormal red! It's like over-flushing the blood!
In addition, the blood vessels on his forehead bulged, and it seemed like there were insects squirming in the blood vessels, which was very scary.
"Hey! I'm warning you! Stay the fuck away from me!" I stepped back and said sternly.
Unexpectedly, the next second this person suddenly smiled at me. His smile and red eyeballs looked extremely weird.
Then, he slowly turned around and left the sleeper car with stiff steps, leaving disgusting yellow-white vomit on the ground.
At this time, the flight attendant also rushed over.
"I'm sorry, sir, the passenger just now vomited a lot in another carriage. You don't have to get down. We'll ask the cleaning staff to clean the carriage right now!"
I frowned and asked, "Is there something wrong with this person?"
The flight attendant shook his head and couldn't tell. Under the urging of the flight attendant through the intercom, a cleaning lady soon came with a broom and a mop. This cleaning lady was very diligent and didn't mind being dirty. She picked up the mop and started mopping the floor.
"ah!"
"What's this!"
The cleaning lady suddenly screamed, and I quickly asked what happened?
"snake!"
"There seems to be a little snake!"
After I got down, I squatted down and took a look, and I saw many thin strip-shaped bugs in a puddle of vomit, gathering together like newborn snakes, squirming in the yellow-white vomit.
I couldn't stand it anymore and ran out of the car.
"Damn, that's disgusting! What's wrong with this guy?" I thought to myself.
It was late at night, it was dark outside the glass, and many people leaned on their seats and fell asleep.
The train was driving forward, and I saw the middle-aged man stumbling to the next carriage.
I thought for a moment and followed quickly.
