I fell for it after hanging out with scum

It was raining continuously, and the entire cemetery was shrouded in mist.

On the hillside in the distance, a figure was faintly visible, wearing a raincoat, wrapping his body, and walking towards the old tree with a white plastic bag.

Fang Zhongjing stood at the bottom of the steps, holding the umbrella handle tightly, and kept his eyes on the direction of that person.

He ordered his assistant: "Have someone guard the gate of the cemetery."

The assistant responded and hurried to do it.

Holding an umbrella, Fang Zhongjing stepped forward with his muddy leather shoes, approaching the figure a little bit.

The man squatted down in front of a tombstone, took out wine and fruit from a plastic bag, and began to worship.

Unknowingly, the footsteps of leather shoes came behind him.

Looking at the person close in front of him, Fang Zhongjing stretched out his trembling hand, put it on the person's shoulder, tightened it suddenly, and turned the person around with all his strength.

It was a face I had never seen before.

The light in Fang Zhongjing's eyes dimmed, and he felt that the rain falling into his neckline was extraordinarily cold.

The man was startled, shook off Fang Zhongjing's hand, stood up and said, "Who are you?"

Fang Zhongjing looked around, there was no one else in the cemetery except the two of them.

Fang Zhongjing asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The man looked at Fang Zhongjing strangely, and after a few seconds, he said, "Are you also here to worship Tao Zhi?"

Fang Zhongjing glanced at the small letters on the tombstone, it was Tao Zhi's fake tombstone that he had someone specially make, just to lure Qin Shang into being fooled.

But now someone else came.

Fang Zhongjing looked deeply, "Do you know Tao Zhi?"

The man nodded, poured a glass of wine and placed it in front of the tombstone, "He is my friend."

Fang Zhongjing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Friend?"

Tao Zhi's friend is very shabby.

The man felt uncomfortable being stared at by Fang Zhongjing. This man's gaze was like a sharp knife, ready to cut him open and study him to understand.

The man muttered something weird, and after a hasty worship, he put away the wine and fruit, and left the cemetery with a plastic bag.

He stepped out of the cemetery, looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, he quickly took out his mobile phone to make a call.

The assistant held up an umbrella for Fang Zhongjing, and said, "Young Master Fang, it seems that Qin Shang is really gone. Otherwise, why wouldn't he come to see Tao Zhi after so many days?"

Fang Zhongjing looked thoughtfully at the man who was going away.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Find someone to follow him."

The assistant was startled, and then understood Fang Zhongjing's intentions, "Young Master Fang, don't you suspect..."

Fang Zhongjing didn't answer.

Then, Fang Zhongjing asked his assistant to go to the monitoring room to take a picture of the man, and returned to the car alone with an umbrella.

It was raining heavily outside the window, Fang Zhongjing took out his mobile phone and called Xiang Zhengcheng.

The other end of the phone was a little impatient, "What is Fang Shao doing?"

Fang Zhongjing sent the surveillance screenshots, "Look at Young Master, do you recognize this character?"

After waiting for a while, Xiang Zhengcheng said, "I don't know, who is this?"

Fang Zhongjing said, "He's Tao Zhi's friend."

Without even thinking about it, Xiang Zhengcheng said, "Impossible, I know all of Tao Zhi's friends, there is no such person."

Looking at this poor appearance, he is a poor ghost. How could his youngest son know such a person.

Fang Zhongjing pondered for a moment, "Then Xiang Shao took the photo and went to confirm with Tao Zhi."

Xiang Zhengcheng seemed to want to explode, but then remembered that Fang Zhongjing still had something to do with him, so he went to find Tao Zhi with his mobile phone.

The conversation between the two came from the receiver.

Fang Zhongjing vaguely heard Tao Zhi say: "I don't know..."

Fang Zhongjing held the phone with cold palms, and hung up the phone.

He leaned on the seat, looked at the lights on the roof, and murmured: "That means, that person is lying." A loud thunder pierced the sky, as if shaking the car.

The people sent by Fang Zhongjing have been following Tao Zhi. It is said that after leaving the cemetery, the man took the bus back to the countryside.

Those days, the man didn't see anyone.

The dilapidated residential building in the rainy night was extraordinarily silent. The sound of leather shoes echoed in the quiet corridor. He walked up a series of steps, and then stopped in front of an iron gate.

The iron door knocked from outside.

The man was woken up in his sleep, turned over, and continued to sleep, but the knock on the door continued, causing headaches.

The man cursed a few bad words angrily, was wearing flip-flops, scratched his head, and opened the iron door in front of him.

"who is it?"

A tall figure stood at the door. There were no lights in the corridor, so it was hard to see what it looked like, but sparks were jumping in the darkness.

It just so happened that a bolt of lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the corridor.

Fang Zhongjing was wearing a black overcoat, with a cigarette in his mouth, one hand in his pocket, and his cold eyes met the man.

The man immediately recognized the person he saw in the cemetery that day, and he was jolted up immediately, his bewildered head was completely awake.

"It's you?" The man's voice trembled imperceptibly: "What are you doing here?"

Fang Zhongjing said lightly: "You lied to me last time in the cemetery."

A guilty conscience flashed in the man's eyes, "What did I lie about?"

Fang Zhongjing took the man's expression into his eyes, "Tao Zhi said, he doesn't know you."

Hearing this, the man's scalp tingled suddenly, and he showed a horrified expression, "What are you talking about? Tao Zhi is obviously dead."

Fang Zhongjing's eyes flashed with a playful light: "Who told you he died?"

The man looked at Fang Zhongjing and the bodyguard blocking the door, rolled his eyes, and quickly reached out to close the door, but was kicked away by the bodyguard who had been prepared for a long time, and he flew half a meter away.

As soon as Fang Zhongjing waved, several bodyguards rushed into the rental room and searched around.

Fang Zhongjing squatted in front of the man, "If you are really Tao Zhi's friend, how could you not know that he is still alive and well?"

The man was sweating profusely, he hesitated for a long time and couldn't speak.

Fang Zhongjing stared at the man with eyes as deep as an ancient well, "Who asked you to come to the cemetery?"

The man's eyes flickered, and he stammered, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Fang Zhongjing flicked the cigarette ash, "Then let me ask directly, where is Qin Shang?"

"I... I don't know the person you're talking about."

Fang Zhongjing seemed to expect the man to say this, and smiled gently, "It's okay, you will remember it soon."

Fang Zhongjing stood up, raised his legs and walked in. The room was in a mess, and the room was filled with an unpleasant smell of smoke.

The assistant took out a handkerchief and wiped the sofa, and asked Fang Zhongjing to come and sit down.

Several bodyguards searched the visceral house, but found nothing.

Fang Zhongjing sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and took a leisurely puff of cigarette, "Since you haven't found it, then pry it out of his mouth."

After the words fell, the man was dragged into the room, and after a while, there was a wailing cry for help.

Fang Zhongjing swallowed a cloud and vomited, and wiped the water droplets off his coat casually.

Gradually, the voices in the room stopped.

The man was beaten for a while, and finally couldn't stand the confession.

"Yes...a man gave me money and asked me to go to the cemetery to worship." The man's face was covered with blood, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Fang Zhongjing stopped smoking.

After a long time, it was difficult to make a voice, "Who is that person?"

The man swallowed blood and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know him either. He found me and gave me a sum of money to do this."

Fang Zhongjing stared at the man's face, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, dragging him to the front.

The man shook his head in fright, "I really didn't lie, don't hit me again!"

Fang Zhongjing was breathing heavily. He let go of his hand, took out his mobile phone, found a picture from the mobile phone album, and showed it to the man: "Is it him?"

The man leaned closer to the screen, carefully identified it, and opened his bloody mouth to say something, which was covered by the rumbling thunder from the sky.

Half an hour later, a group of people left from the dilapidated residential building.

Fang Zhongjing's legs went limp, and the assistant quickly supported him, worried: "Young Master Fang, are you alright?"

The cigarette in his hand was already wet by the rain, Fang Zhongjing covered his face with one hand, leaned against the cold car body, and let out a hoarse laugh.

The sky and the earth were hazy.

I don't know how long it took before Fang Zhongjing made a hoarse voice, "Go to the police station to find acquaintances, and check all the surveillance cameras near where they meet."

"Yes, Young Master Fang."

Fang Zhongjing sat back in the car, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and took out a cigarette tremblingly, but he couldn't light it anyway.

He closed his eyes and rubbed the cigarette in his hands to powder, as if hot liquid slipped down from the corner of his eyes.

Three days later, news finally came from the police station.

The assistant immediately sent the photo and address to Fang Zhongjing, but before he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Fang Zhongjing followed the navigation and drove to the new city alone.

During the ten-hour drive, Fang Zhongjing didn't stop to rest, his eyes were bloodshot, and he drove straight all the way.

The entire city was covered in heavy snow, and snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, falling everywhere, and the cold wind howled.

The car drove to the foot of the mountain and could not go any further. Fang Zhongjing simply got out of the car and walked up the mountain.

Surrounded by white forests, the heavy snow has broken the branches and decorated the grass with a silvery white.

After walking for about half an hour, an old house built in the deep mountains and old forests came into view.

It is so similar to Xianrenju.

Fang Zhongjing stopped in front of the old house. The yard was covered with snow, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness. The dead trees in the corner were covered with snow and frost, and the windows shone with warm yellow light, just like a fairy tale world.

There was also the faint sound of the TV in the room.

When Fang Zhongjing walked to the door and raised his hand, he trembled a little.

Fang Zhongjing took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

Not long after, there were light footsteps inside.

The yellow light from under the crack of the door was covered by a black shadow.

At that moment, Fang Zhongjing's heart rose to his throat.

In the next second, the wooden door opened from the inside, and the face that was so familiar came into view.

The eyes of the two people outside the door and inside the house met.

Qin Shang was wearing a snow-white plush coat, his skin was bloodless white, and his soft black hair covered his eyebrows and eyes. At that moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he was 16 years old.

Fang Zhongjing smiled with red eyes, "Little thing, the hide-and-seek is over."

Fang Gou finally got his wish and met Qin Shang...

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