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Chapter 2155: Forty Years at a Glance
Tian Xuewei was a little surprised when facing Jiang Xue. On the way, Tian Xuewei read the other party's information.

From their childhood engagement to their separation, Jiang Xue later appeared in Ji Donglai's life again and again just to play a supporting role. It was hard for Tian Xuewei to imagine why Jiang Xue was so obsessed with Ji Donglai now.

“Are there any video materials?”

Jiang Xue was not interested in Tian Xuewei's retelling, and Tian Xuewei frowned.

"No……"

"Did not say!"

The two women exchanged glances, and sparks flew.

"I am searching!"

In the end, Tian Xuewei gave in and called Sichuan. Soon, images of Ji Donglai inspecting the construction site were transmitted over, including recent images of Ji Donglai reading books while in home isolation.

The time is very short, only a few tens of seconds.

As Ji Donglai's footage finished playing, Jiang Xue's eyes showed a slight fluctuation.

"The answer you need is on page 1992 of the Sichuan-Chongqing Evening News in . It's not difficult for you to find it! Sooner or later you will have to pay for what you have done, hehehe..."

After Jiang Xue finished speaking, she let out a strange laugh. Tian Xuewei's hair almost stood up. Then the instrument began to sound an alarm, and the doctor rushed in to give Jiang Xue first aid.

Tian Xuewei knew that she couldn't get anything out of him, so she rushed back to Sichuan without stopping.

This newspaper has been out of publication for many years. It has gone through years of restructuring, reorganization, and regional relocation, and the information has been moved many times, so it is very difficult to find it.

For a month, Tian Xuewei searched almost every archive where she could find clues, but she still couldn't find the edition of the newspaper that Jiang Xue mentioned.

"Where are you going to find it if you look like this? Some years ago, someone collected newspapers. You can go ask them. This family is easy to find!"

Tian Xuewei and her colleagues in the archives had been searching for more than a month but still had no clues. Finally, the archivist gave an idea and an address, and several people rushed there.

In a small town, in a self-built rural building, Tian Xuewei found the partner of the old man who collected newspapers.

"We gave them away. The old man died a few years ago, so we gave the newspaper to one of his sons. He lives in the house in front. Just ask for someone named Zhu, and they'll know."

After the local police translated it in various ways, Tian Xuewei finally knew where it was.

"I know that man, Zhu Cunkang, half-crippled, come with me!"

When faced with Tian Xuewei, the police officer immediately said that he could find her. He then took a few people and walked along the winding alley, turning several corners and entering a residential area.

According to the local police, this was the earliest residential building for the family members of the pesticide factory. When the province wanted a project, the factory was relocated, but some of the family members stayed behind.

Zhu Cunkang was not tall, less than 1.6 meters. He looked at people strangely, with his head tilted and staring straight ahead. He wore an old-fashioned military cap, the brim of which had already flown off, and the plastic inside had broken into pieces, now a piece of cloth was rolled back. He was wearing a yellow coat, his chin slightly retracted, his hands in his pockets, and his small eyes looked down at the people.

"What do you want from me?"

Looking at the local police officer, Zhu Cunkang looked at Tian Xuewei and the others with disdain in his eyes, standing on the steps looking down at them.

"Can you sell the newspapers you have? Grandma Li said her old man gave you all the newspapers before he died. I want to buy some from you!"

Facing Zhu Cunkang, the police officer had a stern face.

"No!"

Waving his hand, Zhu Cunkang pushed the person out. As a result, a flash of red appeared in front of his eyes. The other party stopped immediately. Tian Xuewei shook the hundred yuan in her hand.

"Found the newspaper we need, this is yours, or we can buy it from someone else..."

The next moment, Zhu Cunkang took out all the newspapers in the house from next to the toilet. Some of them had been soaked by the rain. Tian Xuewei and a few others searched for them with the dim light in the house.

The police officer's eyes wandered around the house. There were several rows of photos decorating the walls behind the glass.

"Second child, where is your elder brother?"

Pointing at the pile of photos above, the police officer called Zhu Cunkang. At this time, the other party still had his hands in his pockets and looked at Tian Xuewei and the others. At this time, Tian Xuewei also looked up slightly.

"do not know!"

Facing the local police officer, Zhu Cunkang's eyes were full of disdain. At this moment, the other party's eyes were only focused on the RMB that Tian Xuewei had just received, and he didn't care about anything else.

"What's your eldest brother's name?"

Tian Xuewei combed her hair. The order of the newspapers had been messed up. Fortunately, the people who collected the newspapers in the past had some rules. Tian Xuewei took a sip of water.

"My eldest brother is very famous. He used to be the boss of the pesticide factory, Zhu Cunxin! Who dared to bully me when my eldest brother was at home? We brothers from all over the village have beaten him up!"

"The powerful Zhang Jie and Zhang Yu in the province were both beaten by our brothers, so they have to call me brother when they see me! Even this little policeman has to stand at attention when he sees my brother, but now he is whining to me, he deserves a beating..."

Zhu Cunkang was still staring at the few people looking for something, talking about the glorious deeds of his brothers. Tian Xuewei couldn't help but be stunned. "Do you know Zhang Jie and Zhang Yu?"

After thinking for a while, Tian Xuewei handed Zhu Cunkang a bottle of mineral water.

"Yes, I know them. When they were little, they stole things from the pesticide factory and I beat them up. They were nothing. Before the factory was acquired, my brother got them worker certificates. When they first entered the factory, they were nothing. It was my brother who gave them food to eat."

"I have photos here. If you don't believe me, I'll show them to you. He was always very obedient when he saw me before. He would kneel down but wouldn't dare to stand when I told him to..."

Zhu Cunkang walked into the inner room and took out a picture frame. The glass on it had been broken into several pieces and was stuck together with electrical tape. Because he couldn't see the person's face clearly, Zhu Cunkang simply removed the glass.

"Isn't it this? Those two little brats used to fawn on me, but now they are big shots. They were nothing to me back then. Look, it's the one under my feet, do you see it?"

"This was when we were bathing. In the past few years, they had to behave themselves when they saw my brother, otherwise he would kill them. Zhang Jie almost drowned when he was bathing, and my brother pulled him out. This monkey who turns his face is no joke..."

Above is a group photo of seven or eight people, taken when Zhu Cunkang was young, and the photo is in black and white.

If Ji Donglai were here, he would be surprised, because several people inside are his acquaintances.

Li He, Zhu Cunxin, Dai Fengxian!

"Who is this person looking out? There's no face!"

There was a person in the photo who was looking to the side while taking the photo. Tian Xuewei was a little surprised.

"Zhang, the most cowardly and mean one!"

When talking about each person in the photo, Zhu Cunkang's face was full of pride, as if he was still young.

"Sell this photo or not? I'll give you a hundred dollars!"

Thinking about the brothers Zhang Jie and Zhang Yu whom she was still interrogating, Tian Xuewei smiled slightly.

"Two hundred, I won't sell it for a penny less!"

When Zhu Cunkang heard that someone wanted to buy the photos, he blinked.

"Take the pile of newspapers with you. The lighting here is too dim. Also, give me your phone number. I'll call you if you need anything!"

The cottage had a too strong smell and Tian Xuewei was too lazy to stay here. Zhu Cunkang looked at the newspaper and then the photos and finally made the deal.

"Director Tian, ​​you don't need to give Bancan so much money, just give him fifty. No matter how much money you give him, he will either drink or visit prostitutes. Who here doesn't know that this guy is a fool?"

"He is nothing compared to his elder brother Zhu Cunxin, who is much smarter. He was a technician at a pesticide factory and knew everything about machinery. His brother went to work for him at the pesticide factory, but this grandson opened the valve and released a whole tank of raw materials."

"We hired a security guard, and he led the stealing. Later, he was asked to watch the winch. This grandson drank and slept. When the factory was finally restructured, his brother was still a cadre, and the factory didn't want such a thing."

"Try to have less contact with this kind of half-disabled person. His words are completely irrelevant. He always says he knows important people, but who actually knows him? A few years ago, when he was getting pension insurance, his brother gave him money to buy it, but he ended up spending the money on prostitution and drinking. His brother no longer gives him money..."

When it comes to Zhu Cunkang, the local police all look at him with disdain.

This group of people have known each other since childhood, and Zhu Cunkang's family moved in later.

Zhu Cunxin was rarely at home, and the people here had a vague impression of him. On the contrary, Zhu Cunkang did nothing all day long. When he really had no food to eat, he would go to the docks in other places to find something to do, and then he would drink and visit prostitutes.

"Director, I found it!"

The police officer was about to say something when Tian Xuewei's men finally peeled off the two newspapers that were stuck together. The dates on them matched exactly, and Tian Xuewei carefully checked every line of words on them.

"Hmm? Master, what is the name of the pesticide factory here?"

A piece of news above caught Tian Xuewei's idea: Guanning Zhenhua Pesticide Factory was acquired by patriotic businessman Dai Fengxian, and it was displayed in large letters above.

Half of the page was filled with this news. From the news on top it could be seen that a group of people were taking photos, and below it were a list of names.

"The Guanning Zhenhua Pesticide Factory was relocated from the Northeast. It was part of the Third Front Project. This pesticide factory was able to produce many things back then. We all followed it here at that time."

"Why are you asking this? If you want to find information about the factory, you have to go to the provincial government now. Later, the pesticide factory moved to the provincial government, and this area was developed."

"The pesticide factory that came later seemed to have been merged, and the boss of that factory returned to Hong Kong. Several leaders in charge were transferred to the province, and some people went there. You can't find it here now, unless you are a half-disabled person like Zhu Cunkang! The kind that can't get any information from you no matter what you ask, it's useless..."

When talking about the pesticide factory, the police officer wiped his hair.

In the past, this place was also very prosperous. There were tens of thousands of people in a small town, doing all kinds of work. The father of the police officer used to push a cart to deliver water, and he could support his family.

Many houses are now abandoned, and the street gardens have been fenced off for farming. Some old equipment is obviously left in the factory to rust.

Tian Xuewei did not stay here for long. She returned to her office and immediately started restoring the photos in the newspaper. Fortunately, the investigation team was full of talented people who were good at all kinds of things. In less than a day, after various restorations, the images gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

(End of this chapter)