Xie Liuyun sent him to the door. When he was about to close the door, he suddenly remembered something, ran to the railing, and asked loudly: "Brother Zhang, did you hear anything moving on the stairs last night?"

Brother Zhang, who had just walked to the first floor, stopped after hearing this, turned around and looked upstairs, and said to Xie Liuyun: "No? There is no other sound except the sound of you knocking upstairs. I guess my room is facing your father's bedroom, which is more real. Look at the Secretary Liu next door and Teacher Wang have no reaction!"

Xie Liuyun smiled and said, "Yes, brother, I remember. You are busy! You won't delay your work."

Brother Zhang pointed at Xie Liuyun and shook his head with a smile, "Okay! You really need to hurry up, or you'll be late."

Seeing Brother Zhang disappear at the stairs, Xie Liuyun stood thoughtfully for a while.

In an instant, he thought a lot, and at the same time he was sure that what happened last night was not the dream he had, but the thing that really happened in front of him.

When Xie Liuyun thought of this, she felt a layer of cold sweat all over her body, and her whole back was soaked.

The wind in the corridor was very fast and cold, which made him shudder.

Xie Liuyun turned back into the house, closed the door tightly, and trembled all over.

He couldn't control his trembling and had to go back to his bed and lay down, pull the quilt over his body, wrapping himself tightly, wishing to leave a gap.

But even so, Xie Liuyun could not stop her trembling all over.

He felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar. No, he should have fallen into the ice water. The bone-broken cold made him want to shout but couldn't. He was weak all over, and he wanted to move but couldn't move. He could only watch himself fall to the bottom of the river.

When he was talking to Brother Zhang just now, when he heard him say that he was knocking last night, Xie Liuyun almost exclaimed in a panic. Behind him, he used all his strength to force himself to avoid problems.

He didn't want his current state to be seen by Brother Zhang, and it would be useless except to make Brother Zhang worry.

He was a little scared. If he couldn't control himself at that time, he really didn't know what to do.

Now, when he was alone at home, he suddenly felt as if he had been drained of all his strength and had lost his energy.

After about half an hour, Xie Liuyun gradually felt a hint of warmth on her body and was no longer so cold.

Although Xie Liuyun, who was lying on the bed, was still motionless, his brain, which seemed to be frozen just now, had already started to rotate again.

In the quiet contemplation, Xie Liuyun was like a hibernating animal, focusing all his attention on what had happened in just a few days.

He was recalling, analyzing, and even judging.

First, without any warning, my father disappeared.

There was no news, no kidnappers extortion, just like my father had never existed.

Immediately afterwards, my father's diary that he had never stopped writing was not found, and all the words about his father's private emotional world were left uncovered.

What's even more bizarre is that my father came back last night, but he was obviously controlled by others, and he was in a trance and completely lost his sense of autonomy.

Who is the little boy who came back with his father and the person he called the Fourth Brother? Judging from their appearance, they should be organized. Who are they instructed?

This organization with unknown background actually risked exposing its secrets and sent someone to take his father home to find a diary. It can be seen that his father's diary must have recorded very important information, otherwise they would not have taken it so seriously.

Xie Liuyun thought about these issues and finally made a decision.

He got up from the bed, picked up his bag, and checked the wooden box, and the letter paper inside was there.

Then, he opened the drawer of the desk, took out a box, took out all the money inside and put it in his wallet, and put it in his shoulder bag.

Finally, he put on his coat, scarf and hat, looked around the room and walked out of his room.

When changing shoes at the door, he specially selected a pair of hard rubber sole cross-fur shoes.

Such leather shoes are both warm and sturdy. When walking on the construction site, they will not be affected by the rugged road surface at all, and of course they will be convenient for your future actions.

After packing up, Xie Liuyun left the house as usual at work. After locking the door, he walked down the stairs and went out to the streets.

After walking through the alley outside the building and walking for more than ten meters, Xie Liuyun went up the street.

At the intersection of the street, he looked back at his own building in the morning light, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to walk forward.

At the South Street Police Station, when the director Liu Changyun saw Xie Liuyun coming, he invited him to sit in his office.

Liu Changyun looked at Xie Liuyun, who was slightly haggard, and asked, "Liuyun, did you not sleep well? Early in the morning, are you in a bad mood?"

Xie Liuyun shook his head. For safety reasons, he did not tell Liu Changyun what happened last night.

"Uncle Liu, I haven't had a good sleep after my father disappeared. I came here to tell you something. You are my father's old friend for many years, and I have no other elders here. I think I should come over and tell you what I think."

Liu Changyun nodded, "Liuyun, Tingsong and I are like brothers. If you have any ideas, just tell me!"

"Uncle Liu, I want to go back to my hometown, which is better than being anxious about Gan Shuai here and doing nothing. Moreover, I thought, maybe my dad is not sure if he returns to my hometown?"

Liu Changyun said with some concern: "Go back to your hometown. As far as I know, there are no people in your hometown anymore. Tingsong is not likely to go back?"

Xie Liuyun said confidently: "Uncle Liu, my father has no brothers and sisters. When he comes to me, he has been a single-handed person for three generations, but the villagers are all here? If you have anything to do, you will take care of him when you go back to your hometown. It is better than hiding outside."

Xie Liuyun's words also made some sense, which made Liu Changyun slightly relieve some of his doubts.

Liu Changyun pulled out a piece of official paper from the document box on his desk, pulled out a pen from his chest pocket, unscrewed the cap, and wrote something on the paper.

After a while, after he finished writing, he pulled open the drawer of the desk, took out a seal, lifted the lid of the ink box on the table, and after dipping it a few times, he pressed it on the paper in front of him.

After Liu Changyun finished all this, he picked up the paper, looked at the contents on it, and checked it again. After confirming that there was no problem, he blew the stamp on the paper with his mouth so that the wet ink would be dried up soon.

Seeing Liu Changyun doing these things, Xie Liuyun didn't say anything. It was hard for ordinary people to ask about public affairs, especially the police.

He picked up the water cup that Liu Changyun had poured him some water just now, took a few sips of hot water, and felt much more at ease.

After the ink on the paper was completely dried up, Liu Changyun handed the paper he had written and stamped and stamped to Xie Liuyun, who was sitting opposite him.
Chapter completed!