The old man was very happy.

"You are here?" Uncle Liang said calmly, his hands hanging down.

"Yes, we are here."

"You shouldn't have come."

"I have been looking for you for the past six months."

The man was a middle-aged man wearing glasses. He looked gentle and refined. He was wearing a straight suit and a work permit on his chest with the words [Longguo Special Security] written on it. Behind him were four men in casual clothes. They looked much younger, tall and strong, with bulging waists, as if something was pinned on them.

"Xu Ziliang, stop running. Come with me." The middle-aged man sighed, "Look at you now. You are so old. For half a year, you have been hiding your identity and trying your best. Isn't the mechanic still out there?"

Uncle Liang lowered his head and remained silent.

The middle-aged man's words pressed heavily on his spine.

It made him look even more hunched.

"But if I do nothing, A Lin will blame me, and Chi Xiao will hate me too, right? I am not a good father, nor a good driver."

The four young men took the opportunity to move forward and were about to take down Uncle Liang, but the middle-aged man waved his hand to stop them and shook his head at the four young men.

Uncle Liang could no longer run away.

Even if he could break through the blockade of the five of them, there were still people watching outside, and he could not escape.

"Ah Lin won't hate you, Ziliang. If you continue to hold a grudge against the past, the child will be heartbroken. As for Chi Xiao..." The middle-aged man had a complicated expression and said nothing, but just sighed.

Uncle Liang looked up at the sky after the rain, tears flowed down with the sourness in his nose, and his clenched fists suddenly loosened.

"Wang Shouren, how did you find me?"

"Didn't you go to the Knox Rally? Your face was captured by the camera." The middle-aged man pushed his glasses and said helplessly: "We have secretly monitored all major competitions in the past six months, but we didn't see you appear. I never thought that you would go to watch a primary competition like the Knox Rally."

He looked around and saw that there were more than just Uncle Liang living here, and he realized: "Oh, did you accept an apprentice?"

"Not an apprentice, just a stubborn little bastard and a silly girl." Uncle Liang pulled at his wrinkled apron and smiled tiredly: " I didn't expect that you would catch me just for going out to watch a game. I'm so unlucky."

"Don't think about revenge anymore, come back with us." Wang Shouren walked up to Uncle Liang, patted Uncle Liang on the shoulder, and comforted him: "I have food, drinks, and games to watch in there. The most important thing is safety. Those people can't reach me."

"How long will I be locked up?"

"If you don't run away, you will be locked up for seven or eight years. You have been running away for half a year, so I'm afraid you will be locked up for thirty or forty years."

"What's the difference between that and death."

Wang Shouren smiled: "Hey, at least I can still play cards with you."

The sound of sirens echoed outside the furnace.

Four young special police officers put their right hands on their waists and looked alert.

Uncle Liang knew he couldn't escape. He pursed his lips, looked at his old friend, and said solemnly: "I'll go with you, but before I go, let me leave a letter for those two kids to tell them something."

"Okay, is half an hour enough?"

"Enough."

Uncle Liang wrote the letter in ten minutes, pressed it under the shark doll on the Xingchen table, turned and walked into the kitchen, boiled the fish soup as usual, and covered the pot. Finally, he put all the keys and documents of the Huiluchang into a box and placed it next to the shark doll.

He took off his apron, washed his hands, and walked calmly to Wang Shouren.

"Let's go."

Two special police came forward and handcuffed Uncle Liang.

At the entrance of the Huiluchang——

Uncle Liang looked back, the wind blew up the gray hair on his forehead, his eyes swept over the Huiluchang signboard and the central cabin one by one, took a deep breath as if to remember the smell here, and then turned and sat in the police car.

In the evening, a truck stopped at the entrance of the Conscience Recycling Field.

Su Nian and Xingchen got off the truck, one carrying a suitcase and the other carrying two large fish.

“Where do we unload the durian?” the truck driver asked, pinching his nose.

“Well, just unload it at the entrance…”

Su Nian looked wooden and said mechanically.

There were 1,000 durians, and he smelled the strong smell all the way. In fact, the smell of a single durian was not bad, but when a large number of durians gathered together and he and Xingchen were surrounded by this pile of durians, it was a bit painful for him.

Only Xingchen enjoyed it.

On the way from the fruit market to the furnace, she had eaten more than a dozen durians.

"Master, you really bought me a thousand durians!" Xingchen held a few durians without feeling prickly, and said with curved eyebrows: "I am indeed the happiest robot girl in the world!"

"I don't care whether you are happy or not." Su Nian rolled his eyes: "Anyway, you can transport these durians to the warehouse yourself."

"No problem, master!"

Xingchen patted her chest: "Just leave it to me!" She picked a few big and plump durians and stuffed them into Su Nian: "These are for Grandpa Liang. I picked them on the road. They are big, sweet, and super fresh!"

"How do you know they are sweet?" Su Nian squinted.

"Oh~ That's of course the intuition of the Durian King Robot Girl~"

Su Nian: "..."

Although I don't know whether Uncle Liang likes to eat durian, it is more or less the little girl's intention, so he carried the durian and two fish and walked towards the central cabin.

"Huh? Why aren't the lights on?"

Usually at this time, the lights in the cabin are on.

Every night when he and Xingchen come back from training and see the dim but very soft light, he feels relieved. Today, he didn't see it, and he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Uncle Liang, we're back!"

"Uncle Liang?!"

The cabin was quiet, and no one responded.

Su Nian's heart tightened and he quickened his pace.

Uncle Liang has a heart disease, and he takes medicine immediately when he feels uncomfortable.

And he was still with Uncle Liang at that time, so he could immediately perform first aid even if there was an accident.

But when he took Xingchen to participate in the competition, he would definitely not be able to take care of everything.

Pushing the door and entering the room, the faint aroma of fish soup was still lingering in the room. The surrounding furniture remained the same as before he left. Although simple, it was very neat and clean. The cabin was not big, and you could tell at a glance that Uncle Liang was not in the room. So he rushed into the kitchen next door, but didn't see Uncle Liang. On the stove was the pot Uncle Liang usually used to stew fish soup, and it was still warm when he touched it.

Uncle Liang was not at home!

But it was already very late at this time, where would Uncle Liang suddenly go?

"Master! Grandpa Liang! Knox Champion Machine Girl is back!!" Xingchen ran into the cabin excitedly.

With her unreasonable speed, she unfolded the car body and used the trunk to transport the durian to the warehouse in just three trips.

Just looking at the pale Su Nian in the cabin, her brisk steps gradually stopped, looked around, and asked in confusion: "Master... why don't you turn on the lights? And where did Grandpa Liang go?"

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