As soon as I got into the passenger seat, I heard the driver say, "Brother, I advise you not to do this, it's illegal."

"What am I doing?"

"I haven't told you where I'm going. I went to Building 5 of the old community. I've drunk too much and I'll take her home."

"Oh, that's because I misunderstood. I thought you were going to take people to a hotel. We big men should not take advantage of others' danger."

The driver who drove for a taxi was about 40 years old and had a little bald hair. He had good driving skills and steady brakes. Baiying was lying in the back row, with a few strands of hair blocking his eyes, and he slept very hard.

It's a long way from the square to the old community. After driving for more than ten minutes, the traffic jam was stuck. I don't know what happened before, and the traffic jam on the road was endless.

"I guess something happened again at the intersection ahead, otherwise it would be blocked." The driver looked ahead and said.

"How long will this be blocked?" I asked.

"I can't say it, are you anxious? If you are anxious, you can turn around at the traffic light. I'll take you to take a detour."

I nodded and agreed, and I didn't know how long I would have to wait here.

After walking for more than twenty minutes in just a few hundred meters, I turned around and went on the auxiliary road and went straight into an alley.

As I was driving, I found that the driver kept looking at the rearview mirror.

I looked at it, and there was a car behind me. The lights were dazzling, and I couldn't see the license plate number clearly. I looked at the outline, and it looked like a small truck for picking up goods.

"Let's stop first."

The driver did what I said and stopped by the roadside with double flash.

At this time, I saw that the small truck following us stopped and couldn't leave.

I frowned and thought, is it someone following or a coincidence? Could it be that it was Tian Sankua?

"Go, drive."

The driver was walking and stopping under my command, and the small truck behind him was also walking and stopping. This was too obvious. If Tian Sanjiu had never done this.

"Who is it?"

I got out of the car and closed the door, and walked backwards.

Seeing me coming, the lights on the small truck compartment went out.

"Da da da da da."

I knocked on the glass a few times.

The glass slowly fell down, and I saw two men and women sitting in the small truck. The man didn't know him, but I knew him. I had just seen him before, and he was a fat woman from the square convenience store.

I frowned and asked, "Why are you following our car?"

"Oh, young man, why am I following you?" The fat woman looked at me and smiled: "I am delivering goods to people. It's just around here. We can't find people, so we are walking and stopping to find people."

Although the fat woman had a smile on her face, I could see a hint of panic from the way she looked at me.

"My grass, the girl is just timid, go up there!"

The middle-aged man who was driving got out of the car cursed and looked at me and said in a coquettish manner: "Brother, I thought I was a good friend back then. You go to Ziwei Square to find out who I, the eighth old man in Xianyang, is."

"Who do you? Don't know you."

"Grass."

The middle-aged man pointed at my face and said, "We are all in society. Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents, so I don't want to cut off your wealth, my wife, come down!"

The fat woman got off the car and looked panicked, pointing at me and said, "It's you! That's you and that group of people came to my store that day, and they bought this candy! The police found the leftover candy paper at the scene!"

The fat woman touched her pocket and took out a black and white packaging of chocolate candy for me to see.

When I saw the chocolate candies on her hand, my face was not good-looking.

This is the candy that Yang Kun had eaten at the beginning. He ate a lot of it. I remember that once Yang Kun threw the candy paper outside the window.

The middle-aged man driving the minivan sneered: "What are you brothers? Are you not awesome?"

"My wife said she recognized it! You and the tomb robbers came to the shop that night! You are his accomplice!"

"I don't know what you said."

"Also pretend with me?"

The man patted me on the shoulder and said, "I will report you to the police. The police will not give me a dime, but as long as you give us 200,000, I will not say anything, and the police will never know that day

You are here too, are you, my wife?"

"Yes...yes!" The fat woman nodded repeatedly: "You give us 200,000!"

"Brother... I suggest you think about it and speak. Now you will make a call soon," the middle-aged man shook the broken cell phone in his hand with a cold face.

I stared at him, and the middle-aged man was not afraid, but also stared at me.

"Brother, come here."

I put my arms around his shoulder and walked forward a few steps.

"You don't want to ask for more? For example, 500,000? What do you think is the price?"

"Okay!"

"The more you give, the stricter my wife and I will talk!"

"No problem," I patted his shoulder and said, "That's all small money. You can write down this mobile phone number and call him two hours later, and he said he would give him 500,000 and ask him to deliver it to you."

"How many numbers? Your accomplice?"

I reported Tian Sanjiu's number to him.

He wrote down the number and threatened me, "Brother, don't think about playing with anything else. If the person you said doesn't give me money, haha..."

"Go and get in the car."

The fat woman was too fat and it was difficult to get in the car. The man scolded: "Damn it, I ate like an old sow! I can't do anything! I have to rely on me!"

Watching the truck turn around and leave, I shook my head.

Tian Sanjiu won't let me be caught.

As long as the two men in the convenience store dare to fight to ask for money, with Tian Sanjiu's personality, they will disappear in Xianyang in the next few days.

"Are you okay? That truck just now?" the driver asked after getting on the bus.

I said it was okay, I was just a friend I met, so I chatted for a few words.

When I arrived at Building No. 5 of the old community, I gave the money and helped Bai Weiqiong get out of the taxi.

Bai Weiqiong leaned her head in my arms and said some drunken words that she couldn't hear clearly.

After going upstairs, I rang the doorbell but no one opened the door.

"Hey, hey, wake up, your grandma isn't at home?"

"Look at me! I'm at your house!" I patted her face.

"Is this your key?" I touched her jeans pocket.

I took out a bunch of keys and tried one by one. After a few minutes, I opened the door and helped her into the house.

"Pap ..."

I pressed the switch on the wall and the living room became brighter.

There was no one in the room. It was so late that the old lady was not at home and didn't know where she went.

I put Bai Weiqiong on the sofa and helped her take off her shoes. There was a TV remote control on the sofa, which I threw aside.

Her house is not small, with four bedrooms and one living room. I have helped to clean up my things before and know which house Mr. Bai and the old lady Zhang Huilan live in.

The house was not locked, so it was pushed open with a slight push. This house was where the old couple lived.

"Is the light broken?" Press the switch twice, but the light does not light up.

I took out my cell phone to light it and entered the house.

The bedding was neatly stacked, and there was a smell of burning incense in the room. There was a black and white portrait on the table in the corner of the wall, and an incense burner and a fruit plate, and a red apple in the fruit plate.

In the photo, Bai Tingli smiled and looked straight ahead.

The old man's clothes and old things should have been burned out before his lifetime. I opened the drawer and looked for it, but I didn't find anything.

There was a chest of drawers at the head of the bed, and I bent down and squatted down, just about to pull the cabinet.

Suddenly, the TV in the room lit up.

I was shocked. The sketch of Zhu Shimao eating noodles was being played on TV, and the audience laughed.

"Why did you drive it yourself?" I turned my head and looked around.

Then the TV volume increased and decreased again. I played the sketch for a minute or two, and kept changing the channel by myself.

I swallowed and spitted, leaning against the wall and dared not move.

The room is dim and the brightness of the TV screen is only the brightness of the TV screen.

Turning my head and looking at it, I saw a photo of Mr. Bai on the table behind me, smiling and watching TV.
To be continued...