Reborn 1980 The Thousand Gold Peasant Girl

Chapter 342
Mu Ye left the food street and drove Ning Qiu's car to a garden house in the city center.

In the 30s and [-]s, this area belonged to the French Concession, surrounded by old houses built in that period.

After driving the car into the beautiful garden, Mu Qiyuan went out to meet his nephew himself.

"It's pretty fast, your little aunt is inside, go say hello."

Seeing the two people come in, the beautiful blond woman stood up and smiled.

"Xiaoye, when did you come to Haishi?"

Mu Ye kissed his little aunt on the cheek lightly, "I came here yesterday."

"Hey, didn't your girlfriend come with you?"

"No, she has something to do."

"Oh, it's a pity. I heard from my mother that she is excellent at making pastry. I thought I would be lucky today."

"Next time I will definitely bring her."

"That's what you said!"

"Of course, where is my little cousin?"

"Take a nap upstairs."

Mu Qiyuan came over and put his hand on Mu Ye's shoulder. "Don't bother that child, it's not easy to put that little guy to sleep."

"Then let's start working directly, fourth uncle, where is your monitoring room?"

"I'll take you there."

A few people walked around to the back of the house, where the surveillance room was arranged.

When you open the door and enter, you can see nine monitors lined up, and a computer under the monitor.

Mu Ye took off his coat, sat in front of the computer, and started debugging.

Soon the last screen appeared on the monitor, which were the gate, the entrance, the living room, the kitchen, the stairs, the living room on the second floor and several bedrooms.

The monitoring in this era cannot automatically adjust the angle, and can only be adjusted manually by a person holding a walkie-talkie.After setting the focal length and the time period for monitoring and saving, the debugging work is completed.

"The equipment can run automatically, and there is no need to send someone to watch it. If you want to check the previous records, open this folder, which has a specific time period."

"Well, it's quite convenient."

After having dinner at the fourth uncle's house and chatting about the birthday party, Mu Ye drove back to the food court.

In the middle of the night, a small black shadow shuttled through the dark streets. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the black shadow avoided all light sources, and finally stopped in a dark corner, motionless.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes stared at the building across the street. It was a residential area with five floors.

On the fourth floor of the building directly across the street, wisps of bluish-white smoke came out of the window. Because it was night, it was hard to spot if you didn't pay attention.

Suddenly a person walked out from the community. Although the person was wearing a hat and unusually fat clothes, his eyes in the darkness recognized him immediately.

At first, the shadow that disappeared around the corner moved, and ran to the other side at a fast speed.

Not long after the shadow left, flames burst out from the window that was emitting blue smoke, which was particularly eye-catching in the dark night.

During the day, Wen Xiaoyan cooked meals for the students, but unexpectedly didn't see that boy... Could it be that he was in another line?The work of making meals cannot be distracted, so she didn't think about it any more, and continued with her day's work.

Wen Xiaoyan didn't think of it until the end of work, and couldn't help worrying about the child.

Thinking of the boy she met on the rooftop last time, Wen Xiaoyan went to the teaching building.

Looking up at the top of the building, it was not completely dark at this time, and at a glance, I saw a pair of feet hanging in the air, dangling.

She quickly ran into the teaching building and came to the roof, and saw the boy behind the water tank.

The boy sat on the roof of the building with his feet stretched out, wondering what he was thinking.

Wen Xiaoyan walked over and leaned on the railing.

"Why didn't I see you during dinner?"

The boy didn't look back when he heard the question, "I have no appetite."

"You didn't eat lunch or dinner?"

"Ah."

"...You abuse yourself like this, even if you are not sick, you will get sick!"

As he spoke, he took out his pocket for a long time, and only took out two candies.

"You eat one first."

Seeing that the boy was not moving, Wen Xiaoyan peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed the toffee into the child's mouth.

As soon as the toffee was in his mouth, the boy retched.The body was on the verge of falling, and Wen Xiaoyan's heart was raised in her throat when she saw it.

In a moment of impatience, she grabbed the boy's shoulders with both hands, lifted him up in one breath, and pulled him to the side of the railing.

It's not that she is strong, but that the boy is too light, I don't know if he weighs eighty catties.

The boy lay on the ground and continued to retch, and Wen Xiaoyan went up to help him with his back.

"What's wrong with you!? It's just a toffee, why is it like this!?"

The boy finally stopped retching and lay on his back, panting.

"The smell of milk...makes me want to throw up."

"Milk?! How come, didn't you say before that the English teacher would..."

The boy interrupted her, "No, no more milk."

The next day, news exploded in the school that the female teacher who taught English in the second grade of junior high school died.

Hearing the news, Wen Xiaoyan stood there for a long time without recovering.

Suddenly, several pictures rushed into her head...

On that rainy evening, the boy stood behind her dripping wet and asked, 'Have you ever killed someone? '

The boy lay on his back on the roof, staring blankly at the sky that was about to darken, and talked. 'No, no more milk. '

A chill came from the soles of my feet... Could it be... no...

At noon the next day, the boy didn't come to the cafeteria for lunch, and he didn't see anyone for dinner.Wen Xiaoyan even went to the roof to look for the guard, but she never saw the child again.The child seemed to have evaporated, completely disappeared.

The more she thought about it, the more suspicious it became, and finally she couldn't help it, and went to ask the teacher directly.

"You mean a skinny little boy?"

"Yes, I accidentally bumped that kid last week, how is he doing now?"

"You should be talking about Fang Chao...he asked for sick leave yesterday and went home."

"sick leave?"

"Well, Fang Chao's health has not been very good, and he often asks for sick leave."

Wen Xiaoyan talked about it and asked the teacher the address of the boy. She wanted to see the boy and hoped to get an answer from him.

Ning Qiu returned to the food street from the factory in Pudong, just got out of the car when the phone rang, she thought it was Mu Ye.

"Hey, I'm back to the food street, are you coming?"

"it's me!"

"Yun Yuanchu!? Why did you suddenly call me?"

Yun Yuanchu's voice was very anxious, "Ning Qiu, listen carefully! Ma Dongling is in Haishi now!"

"Ah? Didn't we just guess like that before?"

"Oh! This time it's not a guess, it's a certainty!"

Ning Qiu's expression suddenly changed, "How to say?"

"You read yesterday's newspaper, there is a report about a fire!"

"It's a fire again..."

"You remember the names of the thirteen kids in the scrapbook?! Go to the newspaper and see the names!"

As soon as Yun Yuanchu finished speaking, Ning Qiu hung up the phone.He rushed back to the office and rummaged through yesterday's daily newspaper.

Soon she found this report on the fourth page. The fire broke out on the fourth floor of a residential area in Haishi. The dead were a mother and daughter. The mother was 54 years old and Wu Xiujuan.Daughter is 22 years old... Wu Lan!
Seeing this name, Ning Qiu stared wide-eyed, sure enough...it was indeed one of the thirteen children!
(End of this chapter)