Chapter 619: He Has Already Fallen in Love with Someone Else

Hao Qiang was covered in the halo of a National Outstanding People's Police, and every investigation into him ended up with nothing.

He continued to be the police station chief in Suxi Town, wanting to take another step forward, but no one gave him the chance. The last investigation ended up being safe and sound; there was no evidence to prove that Lao Can's death had anything to do with him.

When I called him, Hao Qiang asked directly what arrangements I had.

He was used to my surprises by now; every time I looked for him, it must be for something important. I wouldn't call him for no reason, and he wouldn't look for me for no reason.

I gave him Luo Dabiao's ID number and asked him to check the guy's background through internal police records.

Less than twenty minutes after hanging up, Hao Qiang called back, telling me that this person had a criminal record; at fifteen, he was sent to a juvenile reformatory for theft, and less than a year after getting out, he went back in for fighting and brawling. Two years after getting out again, he was sentenced to three years for extortion. He was just released last year, and less than half a month after getting out, he was sent to labor camp for half a year for causing serious injury while driving without a license.

I specifically asked if Luo Dabiao's car accident was Xu Mengda's case.

Hao Qiang suddenly realized and said, "Yes, it was indeed Xu Mengda."

He knew Xu Mengda; when Suxi Town was relocated, I had introduced Xu Mengda to all the cadres in Suxi Town.

"Is there something fishy about this?" I asked Hao Qiang.

"Hard to say!" Hao Qiang pondered and said, "We don't handle traffic cases, and besides, it's not in my jurisdiction. However, I have a classmate in the Municipal Traffic Police Accident Section, I can ask him."

I said okay and hung up.

When the car entered my residential area, I naturally looked up at my window, saw the light was on, then turned to look at my aunt's place, but it was pitch black, and my heart sank immediately.

My aunt once told me that the light in her house would always be on for me; as long as I hadn't returned home, her house wouldn't turn off the lights. When I returned home and stood on the balcony, my aunt would see me, and then she would turn off the lights.

Now I hadn't returned home, but her lights were off; I faintly felt a sense of ominousness.

After parking the car, I didn't go home but went straight to my aunt's house.

It was very quiet at my aunt's door; I pressed my ear against the door to listen carefully, but there was no movement inside. So I took out my phone, dialed my aunt's number, and it prompted that it was turned off.

Where did she go? A sense of anxiety surged in my heart.

In my aunt's world, only our family were her relatives; she didn't have any other relatives. Even my uncle's relatives, my aunt didn't care about. They rarely interacted and almost never visited.

Apart from our house, my aunt had nowhere to go.

My mood became more and more anxious; standing at my aunt's door, I called Huang Weiwei.

Huang Weiwei said she hadn't seen my aunt for a few days; they often met in the courtyard of the residential area and would chat for a few words each time. My mother would also call my aunt home every few days to sit and chat.

"Is she missing?" I asked irritably.

"Impossible, right? Aunt is such a big person, and she's with the child, how could she be missing? Did she go to Uncle's construction site?" Huang Weiwei reminded me.

"Even if she went to the construction site, she wouldn't turn off her phone, right?" I asked suspiciously.

"Maybe the phone is out of battery?" Huang Weiwei comforted me, "Husband, don't worry, it's fine. Aunt is such a smart person, what could happen to her? Come home."

I hung up without a word; without news of my aunt, could I rest easy at home?

My aunt grew up with me; although she was my elder in terms of ethics, and she had long considered herself an elder in front of me, which made me particularly annoyed at times, but as long as I couldn't see her, my heart felt empty, as uncomfortable as if I had lost my soul.

Going downstairs, seeing that my aunt's car wasn't there either, I became even more nervous. After thinking about it, I decided to call my uncle, Zhang Laoban.

My uncle was now a boss in the true sense; the military temperament he had brought back from the army had vanished, replaced by the face of a typical businessman.

Battalion Commander Zhang had become Zhang Laoban, which was an inevitable change in society. His former comrades-in-arms had gradually transferred to civilian jobs, and there were cadres at all levels; he was no longer what he used to be, and the resources at his disposal were more than mine.

I went to his company one day, and my uncle didn't even have time to talk to me. He arranged for Xiao Mi to eat with me, and halfway through the meal, another phone call called Xiao Mi away, saying there was an official reception, leaving me to eat a bland lunch alone.

Since then, I never went to my uncle's company again. But from the look in Xiao Mi's eyes when she left me to keep his appointment, I could see that Xiao Mi was reluctant to leave, and seemed to have a belly full of words to say.

My uncle's phone rang for a long time without anyone answering, and just as I was about to hang up, Xiao Mi's voice came through the receiver: "Is this Brother Chen Feng?"

I was stunned; it was very unexpected that Xiao Mi answered the phone. At this time, Xiao Mi shouldn't be with my uncle!

"Xiao Mi?" I asked, "Where is my uncle?"

"He's drunk."

"Drunk?" I followed up, "Where are you?"

Xiao Mi was hesitant on the phone and didn't want to say, so I asked her directly: "Where is my aunt? Have you seen my aunt?"

Xiao Mi was silent for a while and said, "I haven't seen her either. However, Brother Chen Feng..." She stopped mid-sentence.

I roared impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it, why are you stuttering?"

Xiao Mi said softly with a crying voice: "Your aunt had a fight with your uncle, a very fierce fight, and I don't know where she went."

"Why did they fight?" I asked, confused.

In my impression, my uncle wouldn't dare fight with my aunt. In the past, my uncle wouldn't dare breathe loudly in front of my aunt, although he was a heroic and compelling man, but as long as he caught a glimpse of my aunt's face, he would be as listless as a wilted melon.

"I heard your aunt lost ten million. Now the company is in urgent need of a large sum of money, and without this money, the company might go bankrupt." Xiao Mi whispered: "Ten million is not a small number, and I don't know how your aunt managed it, but there isn't a cent left."

My chest felt like it had been hit by a huge rock, and I almost couldn't catch my breath.

Xiao Mi was with my drunk uncle! My heart skipped a few beats, then I shook my head, thinking, they shouldn't be possible!

But in today's society, there is almost nothing that is impossible. As long as there is money in the pocket, catching a ghost to push a mill is almost not a dream.

"I know." I said, hung up, and roared at the sky: "Qian Youyu, I'll screw your ancestors!"

I wasn't anxious that my aunt's company was gone, but that my aunt was missing, which was as painful as gouging out my heart.

I wandered around like a headless fly, stumbling out of the residential area, and sat down on a stone pier at the entrance of the residential area, no longer having the strength to move a single step.

Where could my aunt go? I racked my brains, thinking until my head ached, but couldn't think of a single place.

Just when I was about to despair, a flash of inspiration crossed my mind, and I remembered that when my aunt was angry as a child, she would always run to the river to sit silently.

This personality of my aunt used to make my mother very anxious. My mother was afraid that my aunt would think it through and jump into the river, so every time my aunt went to the river to sit quietly, I would secretly follow her. My aunt would always pretend not to see me, and after her anger subsided, she would always pull me out from my hiding place, pat my butt, and scold me with a smile.

My heart stirred, and I ran toward the river.

I knew the place my aunt often went to very well. It was a place rarely visited, hidden in a patch of weeping willows. Under the willow tree was a stone bench, and because of its age, one could faintly hear the sounds of history.

This piece of land was below an old academy by the Xiang River, and every spring when the water rose, the flood would submerge this land.

When I arrived at the river, I saw many people walking on the levee. An old man with the demeanor of an immortal was practicing Tai Chi by the river. If it were in the past, I would definitely have stood on the side and watched him finish before leaving. But today, I had no mood at all, just glanced at him, and then went down the levee along a cobblestone path.

The season had reached midsummer, and all life began to become vivid. Even in the night, the power of life didn't slacken in the slightest, but became even more vigorous.

I saw a person sitting faintly on the stone bench, and my heart beat so hard it almost jumped out of my throat. I rushed over in a few steps, and at a glance, I saw my aunt with a lonely expression, and I almost cried out.

My aunt looked at me in surprise and asked faintly: "Xiao Feng, why are you here?"

I choked and said: "Your house's light isn't on, I can't find the way home."

My aunt smiled sadly and signaled for me to sit down.

Sitting next to my aunt, I felt full of joy, and my heart began to calm down.

"How did you find this place?" She asked me, smiling but not smiling.

I took her hand, which was a bit cold, and held it in my palm, saying: "Because only this place is the place where you can be quiet."

My aunt smiled again and pointed to the shimmering river surface, saying: "I was thinking, where on earth did I come from, and where am I going back to."

My heart tightened; my aunt would never spend her brain thinking about such philosophical ideas. Now that she suddenly thought of such a question, I couldn't help but be surprised.

"Xiao Feng, tell me, where on earth did I come from?"

"You were born by my grandmother, of course." I said seriously.

My aunt shook her head and said: "Xiao Feng, do you think your aunt is still a three or five-year-old child? Let me tell you, from the day I became sensible, I knew I wasn't the daughter born by your grandmother."

"But aunt, my mother said, you were born by my grandmother."

My aunt smiled faintly and said: "Your mother, I don't know her yet? She is my sister in name, but in reality, she acted as a mother in front of me."

I deliberately smiled easily and said: "Or, you might as well call her mother."

"How can that be?" My aunt hit me with a smile: "I still have a bottom line, I dare not mess around."

I reached out to hug my aunt's shoulder, and she let me hug her, not moving at all.

I said: "Aunt, let's go back?"

She shook her head and said: "Where to? I have no home anymore."

"Nonsense!" I interrupted her words and said: "Isn't your home fine? I'm still waiting for the light of home every day."

My aunt pondered for a while, sighed and said: "Xiao Feng, that is no longer my home. I am now a homeless person."

I popped out a sentence: "Is it about the ten million?"

My aunt shook her head again and said: "It's not about money. Your aunt has never treated money as money in her life. It's just that I don't want to step into my past home for another half step. Because I'm disgusted!"

I was shocked and asked: "What on earth happened?"

My aunt stood up, broke off a willow branch and wound it around her finger a few times and said: "Because, he has already fallen in love with someone else." ===== CHAPTER 620 =====