The bell pointer on the wall stopped at 11:30 pm.

The young man with blood, some things, don't want to be okay. Once the brake is rising, it is like a volcano that can't be controlled.

White eyelashes Qiong is full of alcohol and blurred eyes.

She is too active, and it is me, the brain is blank, completely aggressive.

White eyelash Qiong, she is like an old driver taught novice on the road in hand, just when it is about to fall ...

"Cough."

"Little eyelashes, you ..."

There was a sudden voice of the elderly at the door.

I fell from the sofa in a panic and got up immediately.

The old man Zhang Hui suddenly came back.

The hair of the white eyelashes was messy. She sat up from the sofa, glanced at her grandma, and vomited again.

"How did you drink like this? A house is alcohol."

The old lady put the cloth pocket on the shoe rack and walked over.

"Lady, do you send my granddaughter back?"

I said yes, she drank too much.

"Hey .... Come and help me, support the small eyelashes to the house."

I helped help people to the bedroom bed. The old lady helped take off her shoes and help cover the quilt. She waved her hands to me, meaning we went out.

Simply cleaned the white eyelashes on the floor. The old lady took a cup of water from the water dispenser and handed it to me, "Lady, my granddaughter has been with Grandpa since she was a child, the old man suddenly left, she couldn't let it go, and she couldn't let it go.

Just half the year. "

I nodded.

Seeing her strictly wearing, I held the bag again, and I asked, "So late, where are you going?"

"I, I went to the Bodhisattva Temple on Nanshan. I had to burn my head in the past year. I was not ready to come back tonight. Suddenly I remembered that I had to take things, so I came back and took it.

Home live. "

The old lady looked at my eyes very kindly when she spoke, and she always laughed on her face.

"You are Boss Boss, my grandma, don't you mind, do you mind?"

She nodded with a smile, saying that it was okay.

"That ... Granny, I want to inquire about someone, I don't know if you are inconvenient."

"Who ask?" The old lady picked up the cup to drink water.

"Wang Xiaoqin." I suddenly spoke.

I think carefully.

Just when I finished speaking, her fingers with water cup trembled slightly, and it returned to normal instantly.

The old lady took a sip and looked at me and said, "Lady, which Wang Xiaoqin are you talking about?"

"Northwest Guoman Second Factory, a member of the popular science committee members in the factory, Wang Xiaoqin."

The old lady frowned for a long time before she said:

"It seems a bit impressive. The time is too long. Wang Xiaoqin in that factory has been dead for decades. How can you know this person?"

The old lady looked calm when she spoke, and couldn't see a trace of panic.

Thinking of what I reminded before, I stunned in my heart.

Think about it, if a normal person, it is suddenly thought of a person who hasn't seen by others for decades, and it will be able to think so quickly? Of course, I can't rule out that the elderly have a good memory.

The parties who have seen the iron Buddha that year basically died. In addition to Kai Xingye, who else knows that the iron Buddha's whereabouts may only be the old lady Zhang Huilan.

"Granny, what else do you have any impression on this Wang Xiaoqin?" I asked.

The old lady looked at the watch hanging on the wall and shook her head for a long time: "I only know that she was hanging on the factory that year, and then she was not buried in the factory.

As for what she looks like ... I can't remember it anymore. "

"It's not too early, I still have to rush back to the mountain, otherwise I can't burn the scent. I think you are good at the young man.

After the old lady finished speaking, she went out of the door when she raised Xiaobu.

Listening to the footsteps downstairs, I frowned.

Running back to the house, watching the white eyelash Qiong is still sleeping with the quilt, I gently took the door of the house.

It is estimated that there is nothing in this house. I followed the back of my feet.

In the evening, there were no people and no doors in the old district. There was a black light in the entire community. There was only street lights at the exit of the community.

I think the old lady stopped under the street light. She waited for a few minutes and recruited a taxi to get into the car.

After a while, I drove another lease on the face, and I was busy waved to stop the car.

"Is it you? I thought you went elsewhere to live."

It is also coincidence that the taxi I reached out and stopped was the one I sent me before.

The driver laughed: "It's all running here, just pulled a way to work, where are you going?"

I said that a taxi had just passed a taxi. The tail number was 27. See if I can keep up. If you can't find it, you will send me to the Bodhisattva Temple on Nanshan.

"Where?"

"Bodhisattva Temple?"

The driver thought for a while, and asked uncertainly: "Brother, what do you say ... is the Weituo Bodhisattva Temple on the mountain?"

"Is there another Bodhisattva Temple?"

The driver shook his head, "That's not one, it's just one, but what do you go to do there when you go so late? No one has been there for many years, and we local people will not go."

I doubted: "No .... I heard the fire fighting on the mountain some time ago."

"Really," the driver said, "I grew up in Xianyang, can I still don't know? The temple was broken early. When I came back as a soldier at that time, I just lived in the mountains to see the temple and listen to people.

It is said that the street is 40 yuan a month, and now young people, who goes there to burn incense. "

"You really have to go? The road is not easy to go, it is quite far away."

I said, go now, let's go.

The driver nodded nothing and launched the car.

The taxi that the old lady was sitting was not chased. On the way, I chatted with him and knew that the driver was Hu Liqun. He used to be a soldier before. After seven years of soldiers, he stayed in Huludao, Shandong for two years.

Go to North | Jingdang Security Captain.

This buddy also has a story. I don't know if there is something. He told me.

He became the captain of the XX bank in North | Beijing in 1997. At that time, the bank security treatment was very good. Later, he would not do one thing.

He said that when he went to work in 1997, he met the bank. I forgot that what he said was in Anzhen or in the Sun Palace. Anyway, the robbers shot and killed two people.

Supervisor, directly headshot.

I am curious, why did I not hear that I have never heard of such a big thing?

This buddy said with a smile: "What can be figured out? Some people are afraid that the impact is not good, so I will not let the newspaper."

After thinking about it, I agree with him.

Otherwise, Binta Di Palace was stolen, and the batch of cultural relics were sold to Zhejiang three times. Wei Xiaogang sold 4 million to sold it. The last price was more than 29 million.

It was reported that this matter was reported, and the crime church only determined that Wei Xiaogang, no one else mentioned anything.

If it wasn't for the lively person in the square that year.

Who would know that there were several tomb robbers who died in theft.
Chapter completed!