A few days later, Zhuang Zhiqiang passed away.

The old man still did not see his daughter who had been missing for many years before he left, but at least he got a little comfort and company.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng arranged his funeral, and then they were going to set off together to Zhuang Zhiqiang's hometown.

"Zhuangjia Village, Qingli County."

Although they already knew Zhuang Zhiqiang's place of origin before, but they didn't find it so detailed. At this time, they looked carefully and found that Zhuang Zhiqiang was from Qingli County, which was a bit surprising.

Xie Qingcheng: "That's where Lu Yuzhu served as the county party secretary."

"Do you think this is a coincidence?"

Xie Qingcheng shook his head.

He Yu: "I also think things are not that simple. Let's take a step by step, but our speed is faster, and we can no longer be like the Sha Hong incident, and the other party will destroy the evidence first. "

This is something that He Yu doesn't need to say. The two of them took leave and boarded the flight to their destination that night.

More than two hours later, when the plane landed, they packed a car and drove to Zhuangjia Village, Qingli County.

When they arrived at the village, it was dawn and the sky was very bright. The two found a local guest house to live in. After entering the house, Rao Shi He Yu was mentally prepared, but he was still shocked. .

Flowers, mirrors stained, even the sheets were not clean with suspicious old hazel stains.

He Yu dragged the suitcase and turned away.

Xie Qingcheng: "...what are you doing."

"I can't stand this grievance."

"Just for one night."

"I don't."

"Where do you live?"

"I don't want to live in a haystack where I sleep in the open air."

Xie Qingcheng originally wanted to leave him alone, she was so squeamish as Miss Qianjin, but thinking about it again, He Yu was also looking for clues and followed the vines to investigate the medicine Xie Xue was taking at the time. That's why I followed myself to this backcountry.

So I had to give up.

"...Okay, don't make trouble." Brother Xie coaxed Miss, "I'll think of a way."

Xie Qingcheng later found a farmhouse in the village that looked fairly clean, and gave the other one thousand yuan, saying that he wanted to stay for two nights. Seeing that the two men were handsome and well-spoken, coupled with the brilliance of the renminbi, the farmer readily agreed to their request. Although the house that was cleaned up was not big and there was only one bed, it was at least clean and fresh. The hostess deliberately carried two freshly-bounced cotton mattresses from the closet and put them on them, and finally gave them to them very politely. Two cups of tea were brewed and brought to the room.

He Yu stood in this room, still not so comfortable.

Xie Qingcheng: "Sit down and have some tea."

He Yu walked over and looked down, the water in the teacup was very impure, and it still exuded a loess air after being boiled, he walked away like a noble cat , would rather die of thirst than drink.

Thanks to Xie Qingcheng having two boxes of Shuhua milk in his suitcase, he handed it to He Yu.

He Yu took it and glared at him: "Will you give me this?"

Xie Qingcheng's patience came to an end: "I brought it for you specially, if you don't drink it, just give it back to me."

He Yu rolled his eyes, then reluctantly removed the straw, and sipped the processed milk that he disliked and was not pure enough.

The two settled down, relieved some of the hard work, and then went out to investigate Zhao Xue's case.

First they went to the high school that Zhao Xue attended, but that school had been vacated, and there were overgrown grass. The large iron gate of the school was closed, and there was a thick chain on it, which was rusted like the slough left by a red snake.

"Yenlord Middle School? It was closed a few years ago, and the sponsors withdrew the funds. At that time, many students had no place to study." Knocked peanuts and said, "It's really a pity."

He Yu asked: "Then do you know who the principal is and where is he now?"

"Principal? The first female principal left within a few years. The later principal also came from the city. After the school closed, he also left. He didn't do much when he was in the village. Talking to others, a scholar is so lofty. We don’t know him. But you can go to Yijia Village and ask. There is a nine-year rural primary and secondary school there. It has cooperated with Yanheng Middle School before, maybe Their people will know better."

When Xie Qingcheng heard the words "Yijia Village", he felt a faint sense of discomfort in his heart, as if he had expected something.

When playing cards, there is a two-story mud tile building nearby. There is a sound of mahjong shuffling and dice shaking from the building. It is obviously an underground casino.

Beside the casino, there is a stone tablet with three big characters written on it—

The Yijia Village.

He Yu easily understood the gambling-addicted atmosphere of this village from the sight in front of him. He looked coldly at the old men whose necks were half buried in the loess and gambled so fiercely. , turned back to Xie Qing and said, "This place is really..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes touched Xie Qingcheng's face.

He Yu paused.

He found that Xie Qingcheng's face suddenly became very pale.

He was stunned for a moment, and after a few seconds, he was as smart as him, and suddenly realized something - Yijia Village, surnamed Yi, a remote rural area, addicted to gambling, a small casino at the entrance of the village...

A name popped into my head—

"Elbe Sea."

—

This is where the murderer who killed Qin Ciyan lived!

Xie Qingcheng saw the photos of Yijia Village in the newspaper. After the Qin Ciyan incident, many reporters flocked to Yijia Village to photograph Yibeihai's former residence. Until now, the loess house has not been demolished, but the gate is closed, the cobwebs are dense, and the walls are broken.

Xie Qingcheng walked outside the old house and stared at the bricks.

Slowly, his eyes turned red.

I don't know if it's hate or hurt.

Just as he was fascinated, he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist, it was He Yu.

Xie Qingcheng: "You—"

"Let's go, such an ugly and broken house, don't look at it. It's too bad to see."

He Yu said, put his other hand on Xie Qingcheng's eyes, forcibly turned his face away, and said without hesitation, "Come with me to go there school."

He Yu's attitude seemed to be comforting, but also unreasonable.

“…”

Xie Qingcheng was unable to give him an accurate characterization of his behavior. He Yu has been so strange recently. He always talks to himself so stubbornly, as if he owes him five million for the project .

But He Yu did not do anything as **** as before.

He Yu: "Let's go."

Xie Qing was quiet for a while, and pulled his wrist out of He Yu's palm. He didn't like being controlled very much, especially because the other party was a boy so much younger than himself, but he knew that He Yu's guidance was right, so he just adjusted his cufflinks, calmed down, and said: "It's fine. I can go by myself."

He really relied on his concentration to look away from Elbehai's old house, put his hands in the pockets of his coat, his eyes were solemn, and he walked in front of He Yu.

He Yu looked at his back—

Although the man turned ugly, he was still tall, tall and strong, as if nothing could destroy him except death.

Xie Qing Cheng…

He Yu recited his name silently in his heart and chased after him.

The two came to Yijia Village Hope School.

When Zhao Xue was studying at the school, it used to be called Yijia Village Hope Primary School. Later, it was restructured and merged into a nine-year system of consistent education.

As soon as Xie Qingcheng saw the principal who received them, he knew that the situation was not optimistic.

The principal is very young, not even in his thirties. Obviously not the old principal who helped Zhao Xue at that time. And when they had a simple exchange with the new principal, their hearts sank to the bottom - the old principal had passed away many years ago. The other teachers in the school are also very mobile.

Most of the teachers who came to the villages to teach in the countryside would not stay for too long, only a handful of them stayed for five or six years, and none of them had contact with the person in charge of Yanlord High School.

"Is the file also unavailable?" He Yu asked.

"There used to be an archive in the village, but there was a fire a few years ago, and Yanlord's materials were also stored there, and now there is nothing..."

—The Fired Archives.

He Yu and Xie Qingcheng heard this and were even more certain that all of this was closely related to the Chengkang Mental Hospital and the Huchuan Radio and Television Tower case. This series of modus operandi is too similar to say it is a coincidence.

But the problem is already obvious: the other party has left no traces that can be traced.

As time goes by, people in the know have become like a big wave, and it is hard to find.

At the end of the day, Xie Qingcheng and He Yu almost got nothing, and when it was dark, the two returned to the farmhouse together.

The farmer prepared some meals, Xie Qingcheng ate some and went back to the house to rest.

He Yu looked at his tired silhouette, just one figure could tell that he was worried.

He thought about it and asked the peasant woman, "Auntie, is there a better restaurant nearby?"

"There's a good one, but it's a little far, and it takes more than thirty minutes to walk there." The woman was a little worried, "Is dinner unappetizing?"

"Ah, no. I'm happy to eat." He Yu smiled, "It's just that my friend is not feeling well, and I'm afraid to disturb you, so I want to go to the restaurant to buy some food. Make up for him."

The woman understood and asked, "Is that gentleman your brother?"

"...well."

"The young man is so kind to your brother, look at you two, brothers and sisters."

He Yu smiled and said nothing.

The woman was very enthusiastic, and it happened that her man was going to the fields and said that he could drop by to take He Yu for a ride, and He Yu readily agreed.

It turned out that the male owner was driving a tractor.

He Yu: "…"

There is nothing to be picky about in this backcountry, a tractor is better than a 30-minute walk at night without lights.

He Yu became a CEO who rode a tractor to buy food for Dr. Xie for thousands of miles.

Thanks to that shop's dishes are really full of color, flavor, and taste. Although the shop is small, it is clean and refreshing. He Yu ordered a few stir-fried vegetables to pack, remembering that Xie Qingcheng was always coughing recently, and asked the store to help him cook a pear paste stewed with rock sugar, and then got on the tractor and went back.

As soon as he returned to the house, he saw that Xie Qingcheng had fallen asleep.

There is only one bed in the house, Xie Qingcheng obviously didn't want to sleep with him, so he made a floor.

He Yu's move home made him wake up from a light sleep.

"Where have you been?"

He Yu walked to the table and took out the packaging box in the plastic bag like a box, the house was instantly filled with the smell of food.

"I'm not used to eating at night, so I went to a nearby restaurant to buy some, do you want to eat?"

Xie Qingcheng: "...don't eat."

"Can you stop wasting food?"

"Then get up and eat with me."

Xie Qing had no choice, coughed, got up from the floor, and sat down at the table.

But when he saw the dishes on the table, he frowned slightly, then moved his eyes up and landed on He Yu's face.

"What's wrong? Not to your taste?"

"No."

Where is the unpalatable. Clearly too appetizing.

Pepper Chicken, Mapo Tofu, Tomato Brisket Soup, Fried Sweet Potato Vine…

Although they are all home-cooked dishes, they are all dishes that Xie Qingcheng would like to eat.

It's not what He Yuhui likes to eat.

He Yu is very squeamish. Sea urchins from Sardinia, oysters from Ireland, and beef from Australia must be from Japan. And he doesn't eat spicy food, he doesn't eat hemp, and he doesn't like vegetables that much.

But based on Xie Qingcheng's understanding of He Yu, He Yu is unlikely to buy some extra meals for him.

This idea persisted until He Yu took out a can of rock candy pear cream from the paper bag and pushed it to his hand with a stern face.

Xie Qingcheng: "…"

He Yu: "What are you looking at? I'm afraid your coughing at night will disturb my sleep."

Xie Qingcheng glanced at him, he was direct and didn't like to be twitchy, since He Yu really bought it for him on a special trip, he said candidly: "Thank you ."

He is upright, but He Yu is impure, don't overdo it: "You eat slowly, I'm going to wash."

Xie Qingcheng had already packed up his things, leaned against the window, and drank pear ointment sickly while looking at the gray field outside.

He Yu walked over, for a moment, he really wanted to hug this man's thin waist from behind, and then kiss the cinnabar on the back of his neck, the blue veins on the side of his neck, and his eyes down He pressed down on his slender jaw, and finally kissed his thin lips.

He wants to kiss him, he wants him, a thousand times over.

But He Yu knew that was not what he should do.

He loves Xie Qingcheng, but he doesn't want to lose himself, and he doesn't want to let this love cause more harm to Xie Qingcheng. Xie Qingcheng has suffered enough feelings, He Yu feels Just pouring something heavy into his body would crush him and shatter him to pieces.

As if feeling his gaze, Xie Qingcheng turned his head and coughed lightly. The tall, strong and fragile body could miraculously combine on him: "It's getting late, you go to sleep, The investigation will continue tomorrow."

He Yu just wanted to respond, but when he saw Xie Qingcheng's other hand resting on the window lattice, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly sank.

- Xie Qingcheng is still smoking!

And while drinking cough pear cream, smoking!

Young people drink wolfberry tea and dance, especially menopausal old men. He can make a contribution to the country's tobacco industry while drinking cough cream.

He Yu was really shocked and angry by him.

He walked to the window and snatched the cigarette from Xie Qingcheng.

"What do you smoke?"

“…Marlboro.”

"Who asked you about the brand! I said what did you draw!"

He Yu hissed the cigarette by the wall and pressed it out, and threw it outside. He disliked Xie Qingcheng so much: "You smell like smoke, it's unpleasant to die. Don't allow it. You smoke again."

Xie Qingcheng didn't bother with him either, he pushed He Yu away: "If you don't smoke, don't smoke. Go to sleep."

He Yu said: "What are you doing on the floor, this is a double bed."

“…” Xie Qingcheng felt that the current young man was really casual.

Why did he lay the floor?

He has slept with He Yu so many times. He didn't think it was so important before, but the last time was the last time. Gaining an unprecedented pleasure, this kind of "unprecedented" is genuine, meaning that he has never experienced this feeling before, whether he had dealt with Li Rouqiu or resolved it himself.

When he remembered what he did with He Yu that night, especially when he took the initiative, he thought it was too absurd and too dangerous.

He felt like He Yu was tricking him.

How else could things turn out like that?

When he woke up the next day, smoked an afterlife cigarette, and watched the boy sleep peacefully beside his neck, he had an alarm bell in his heart, knowing that he must never have another incident with He Yu this relationship.

That doesn't happen, the best way is to reduce unnecessary contact.

Xie Qingcheng looked at He Yu soberly and calmly: "The two of us are not suitable to sleep in the same bed, why? You are so smart, you should be very clear."

He Yu: "…"

"You're young, I'll give you the bed, I'm going to rest, thank you for dinner."

Xie Qingcheng wanted to lie down and rest, but the young man's hands and feet were faster than him, and he had already occupied the bed.

"I won't fight for the bed with my uncle." He Yu said with a gloomy face, "I'm the president of the student union, and it's my job to respect the old and love the young. Go to bed, you are old , don't hurt your waist when you look back."

Xie Qingcheng saw that he was very persistent and did not want to waste this time.

What's more, he has a heavy heart, and he really doesn't have the strength to pull with He Yu anymore.

He gave He Yu another quilt on the bed, then sighed, took off his coat, and lay down on the empty double bed.

"Sleep, I turned off the lights."

"Good."

However, in the quiet night, both of them were sleepless.

He Yu needless to say, young people sleep late and sleep less, Xie Qingcheng is because there are too many things, too many thoughts, tossing and turning in the dark, sighing softly, what is it? Can't sleep well either.

Although Xie Xue's illness is not serious for the time being, as long as the new medicine is not found, she may be in danger at any time, and he is not at ease.

Also Elbehai... This is the hometown of Yibeihai, and also Lu Yuzhu's hometown... These humble little people have turned up the stormy waves, they are all from this remote Qingli County, don't they? Could it really be a coincidence?

Then he thought of Qin Ciyan again.

Xie Qingcheng's heart throbbed uncontrollably.

He closed his eyes tightly, but he couldn't fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain outside the window.

the warmth of—

He Yu got on the bed and hugged him from behind.