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Drifter B&B.

After seeing off the two groups of check-out guests, He Jinglei flipped through a magazine in the corner of the living room.

It was a real estate agency, and it sent out magazines every month.

It has collected some information about renting houses in villas, storefronts, homestays, etc.

Hu Zheng usually collects this information through the Internet, but this magazine publishes a lot of content that is not available on the Internet.

He Jinglei had never read this magazine seriously before, but today she read it surprisingly carefully.

This can be a great reference for bosses who are interested in expanding their careers.

But to her, it didn't seem to her business.

Fu Hong is too, he chooses to live a peaceful life, he is satisfied as long as he has a Piaoke B&B.

I don't have the energy and heart to expand any business, expand the territory or anything.

Reading this magazine again, He Jinglei suddenly found that there were not many homestays for sale.

In the past, there were many stores in this industry that were forced to close due to the recession.

The buildings that remain may not sell for much money.

If it's a drifter's homestay, she thought.

If you sell it directly, you shouldn't be able to sell it.

The house was damaged everywhere, and it would have cost a lot of money to reopen the house, but it might have been easier to rebuild

Suitable.

Those who buy second-hand homestays become meaningless.

He Jinglei suddenly had an idea.

So, what is the name of Zhu Hao, will he hide in those abandoned B&Bs? Or maybe it is this kind of building that cannot be sold.

If so, no matter how much you look at this information, it is futile, and there is no direction at all.

She felt uneasy in her heart, and her mind was full of the name Zhu Hao.

Flipping through the magazine, she suddenly saw it.

It was a column dedicated to second-hand stores, and it was very informative.

It was a photo of a white Western-style building, and the overall feeling was boxy and very monotonous.

There seems to be a forest meadow in the distance, and the buildings are outside the dense forest.

There is also an open space in front of the building, which is used as a parking lot, and a sign is erected next to it.

He Jinglei was surprised to think that this was not a relatively hidden place.

There is also a problem, that is, the remarks column, which says that the owner is still running a homestay here at the end of last year.

He Jinglei carefully confirmed the location again.

It was on the edge of Yongjia County, near the tourist attractions.

On the above address, it is written that after going to Yongjia Expressway, it will take about 15 minutes to drive.

He Jinglei knew that the intermediary wanted to sell it as a storefront, so she emphasized that it was not too far from the main road.

They must have thought that changing to a café or restaurant was more likely to make a deal, and judging by the photos alone, it was real

I can't see the leisurely style of the B&B.

It is about a fifteen-minute drive from the Komoro Interchange, which is about ten kilometers.

This is very qualified, He Jinglei thought, and folded the page.

That's when ——

"Why are you looking so intent?" The voice came diagonally behind her.

Fu Hong, who was wearing an apron, walked over.

"Nothing, just to pass the time. She quickly closed the magazine.

But this action attracted Fu Hong's attention even more, and he turned his attention to the magazine. "What?

Interested in real estate?".

"Didn't I say I'm passing the time?" He Jinglei stood up, "It's almost time, I'll go

."

Sourcing things. "

She wanted to pick up the magazine, but Fu Hong opened it one step ahead of her, and it happened to be the page she folded.

"What is this going to do?".

"There's nothing to do, I just kind of like the design of the building. "

"Design? It's a humble building. "

"I think it's interesting to see the combination of the color of the exterior and the roof, and it's almost time for us to repaint it, so I'd like to refer to it. "

He Jinglei snatched the magazine back from her father's hand, "Also, Dad, the bed in room 302 is creaking, have you fixed it? "

"That was fixed the day before yesterday, don't trouble me again. "

"I didn't bother you. "

"You've been weird lately, as soon as you go out and don't come back. Did something happen again?".

"Nope. If there is something, how can I possibly hold my breath. "

"Is it Hu Zheng's business? That is over, and the police said that they will not investigate again. "

"It's for the best. He Jinglei walked out of the living room with the magazine and walked straight to the entrance. She wanted to

I knew what kind of expression my father was, but I didn't dare to look back.

As soon as she got outside, she got into her car and started the engine immediately.

When she looked behind her in the mirror, she saw her father standing by the window looking out, his expression obviously suspicious, and he watched her leave.

It shouldn't have been discovered, He Jinglei thought, but she still felt a little uneasy.

When the criminal police came, she lied that she had hardly talked to Hu Zheng. Fu Hong seemed to care about this matter.

He knew that Hu Zheng had taught He Jinglei how to use the computer, and he also found that they had talked for a long time in the middle of the night.

She had to be careful not to make unnatural moves, but she had to suffer. Stash long

She couldn't think of any other place than Matsumoto's building.

If she doesn't act, Hu Zheng will

Will act casually, that will be more dangerous.

Even if it is unnatural, it can only continue to cover up, He Jinglei made up her mind.

As soon as she arrived, she rang the bell, but nothing happened.

She felt very uneasy again, she screamed

Hu Zheng is fine, try not to go out.

Just as he was about to press it a second time, there was a click, the lock opened, and the door opened.

You can see the fullness through the crack in the door

Hu Zheng, who had stubble on his face, He Jinglei breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you were out. "

"I'm sorry, I was on the toilet just now. "

He Jinglei nodded and walked into the room.

She saw the golf bag lying in the corner, black

The

black, thin stick-like thing seemed to be hidden underneath, along with some parts.

He Jinglei realized that Hu Zheng was taking care of the gun just now, and that going to the toilet should be a lie.

"I'm here with lunch. He Jinglei looked away and took the lunch box and drinks she had just bought on the road

Give it to Hu Zheng.

"I'm sorry to trouble you every time. Hu Zheng took it, "You watched TV yesterday

."

Is it?".

"TV?".

Hu Zheng put the food by the window and took out a small LCD screen TV. He Jinglei is still the first

Seeing this kind of thing once.

"I thought I still needed a TV to collect information, so I hurriedly bought one, I wanted to buy a bigger one

But it's hard to move. "

"Do you pay by card?" Compared with the size of the TV, He Jinglei cares more about this, shouldn't it

Will the clerk find out?

"I used cash because it's not very expensive. By the way, there was a show yesterday that was interesting,

A lawyer who protested against City Newsletter debated with the head of the weekly magazine. Have you seen it?".

He Jinglei shook her head.