The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

"Ayan, are you sure?" Li Quan was taken aback by this speculation.

"Try it, and then you'll know."

Xie Yan and Wen Heng looked at each other, nodded slowly, and they disappeared at the entrance of the alley. A few minutes later, a drunk man stumbled over from the other end of the alley with a bottle of low-quality liquor in his hand.

"Hi, come again, come again!"

"Quick! Give Grandpa my full blow! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

The drunk yelled loudly, as if he was still drinking with others. The watchdogs of several households were alarmed and barked wildly. It was very lively. Fortunately, most of the residents in the alley had left at this time, and no one came out to watch.

His eyes scanned the alley, and suddenly saw Li Tianwei's rented house. He seemed to recognize it as his own home, walked over staggeringly, and raised his fist to slam the door.

"Hic! Open the door! Open the door!"

"Is the dead woman sick from sleeping so early?! Open the door for grandpa!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The drunk persevered in banging on the gate, but the house was completely quiet, as if no one was really inside.

"You can't open it! If you don't open it, believe it or not, I'll climb in and kill you!" The drunkard's patience was getting worse and worse, almost completely exhausted. He punched the door hard, turned and walked towards the old locust tree by the wall.

"Wait for me to crawl in! Hiccup! Kill you son of a bitch! Hiccup!"

The drunkard's hands scratched at the tree pole and the top of the wall for a while, and when he was about to go up, he accidentally fell down, and the tiles on the roof of the west wing were crackled by him.

"Why the hell is this wall so slippery?! When I hit something in the way—"

"Crackling——" Li Tianwei's house was still silent, but a door a few meters away across the alley suddenly opened.

"Where did you come from the drunk? Did you break into the house? Believe it or not, I'll call the police to arrest you and put you in jail!" The thin man with the watermelon hat on his head poked out half of his body, with an unfriendly expression on his face.

"Who are you?" The drunk got down from the tree and squinted his eyes for a long time. "Are you the adulterer of the bitch who deliberately shut me out to watch jokes? Tell me!"

"Untouchable you—"

The watermelon hat didn't expect the drunk to turn black and white and say that he was an adulterer, and he was so angry that he wanted to curse, but just as he raised his hand, he saw the drunk, who was unable to walk steadily, stepped forward, lifted his collar, and pressed it against the wall .

"You'd better explain it to grandpa! Otherwise, today we'll just drink a bottle and die together!"

"You, you, you wait!" The watermelon hat was so vomited by the smell of low-quality liquor, seeing the drunkard grabbing himself with his right hand and waving the wine bottle violently with his left hand, he was so frightened, "I don't even know you! I'm really not an adulterer, I'm wronged!"

"Aren't you?" The drunk squinted his eyes and moved closer to the watermelon hat, showing confusion.

"I'm really not! Otherwise, let's see if you know me?" Seeing that there was something to be said, the watermelon hat quickly nodded his promise.

"Then why do you live across from my house?"

"This is my home, my home. I've lived here for half a year!" Watermelon Hat subconsciously told the truth, fearing that the drunk would not believe it.

The drunk seemed to sense his sincerity, nodded slowly, and just when the watermelon hat was relieved, he suddenly increased his strength, "Then why doesn't my mother-in-law open the door for me?!"

"You, your mother-in-law?" Watermelon Hat was almost strangled to death by this blow, and asked panting.

"This is the house, my house, why didn't my mother-in-law open the door for me? You must have instigated it!" The drunk pointed at the house behind him, picked up the wine bottle and was about to smash it.

The wine bottle brushed against the tip of his nose, and a stream of moisture gushed from the buttocks of the watermelon hat, "No, you must have misunderstood, this is definitely not your house!"

"How can you prove it?!"

"Brother, you believe me, you really believe me! This is our boss's house, and I live here just to guard the door for him. It really has nothing to do with your mother-in-law!"

"Really?" The drunk leaned closer to the watermelon hat and looked into his eyes.

"Really!" Under the high tension, the eyes of the watermelon hat have been lax, otherwise he might be able to read a trace of teasing from the drunkard's eyes, "If I lie a word, I will hit five thunders—"

"Boom!" The drunk threw away the wine bottle, turned his fist into a knife with lightning speed, and struck the neck of the watermelon hat with his palm. After confirming that he was unconscious, he threw it on the ground.

"Second Young Master, Mr. Xie, come out." The drunk clapped his hands, and shouted towards a certain place in the alley. The setting sun shone on his face through the tall and short houses, and he came here with Xie Yan and the others. Wen's guy tricked Awu.

After Ah Wu finished speaking, Wen Heng, Xie Yan, Li Quan, and Zhao Zi walked out from the corner where the watermelon hat was blind, and came to the door of the watermelon hat together.

"Get him in the door, let's go in and have a look." Wen Heng ordered.

"Yes." Awu ordered, grabbed the watermelon hat, and put it inside the gate, while Zhaozi cleaned up the traces and picked up the broken wine bottles that fell on the ground.

Compared with the house where Li Tianwei works, this house is simply shabby. It is inconspicuous in the whole alley, with only a palm-sized yard and a room behind it. The coal yard.

"Ayan, you are really amazing! You said that there must be Li Tianwei's people in this alley, and they will only come out if they are forced to come out. I didn't expect to catch them!" Li Quan looked at the watermelon hat that had fainted, and was amazed.

"It's just a normal inference." Xie Yan smiled, "It can be seen from the fact that the people who followed the Wen family did not find this place, Li Tianwei does not come here often on weekdays, so a room full of child molestation, in addition to the guards, must also be guarded. There must be someone else to take care of the water and food. Any normal man would have an exclusive desire for his lover. It is impossible for Li Tianwei to allow outsiders and child prostitutes to stay in the same room for a long time in his absence. Then the caretaker probably lives in the house outside, not far and not near."

"That's why, Ayan, you asked Awu to pretend to be a troublesome drunk and force this person out." Li Quan was thoughtful.

"This person is actually very cautious. If there were more people making trouble outside just now, or if they were of other identities, he might not come out. Only the irrational drunk made him relax his vigilance, thinking it was just an accident, so that's the case , He also didn’t act rashly after hearing the news, and only came forward when he heard that Ah Wu was going to fuck.”

Xie Yan said while squatting down, trying to check the things on the watermelon hat, but in the next second, someone grabbed her wrist.

Xie Yan gave Wen Heng a puzzled look, Wen Heng didn't explain, and turned his head to order, "Zhaozi, close the door and check this person, Wu, go to the room and see if there is anything."

"I'm going with Ah Wu!" Li Quan understood what was going on, and volunteered. The Wen family's buddies are so capable, so he followed Ah Yan out, so he couldn't embarrass the other party.

Although Xie Yan didn't know Li Quan's psychology, he was happy to see the results. He looked at Wen Heng's back, and calmly rubbed the wrist that had just been held by the other party, with a subtle expression.

"What are you thinking?" Wen Heng suddenly turned around.

"Cough, it's nothing. I just thought, if I go to the opposite room later, will I see some...uh...restricted things?"

Wen Heng didn't know the specific meaning of the word "restricted grade", but he could make a guess based on Xie Yan's expression.

"If you don't want to go there, let Zhao Zi accompany you here. Let's go over together. If you don't know anything later, you can ask Li Quan." Wen Heng said in a deep voice.

"It's not that exaggerated, it's just a little curious." Xie Yan shook his head with a smile. He walked up and down alone in his previous life, and he had never seen anything, but when he came to Wen Heng's place, he looked like a delicate young master. He was not allowed to do it himself.

But... why is Wen Heng so careful about him?Is Er Shao Wen so "spring-like" to all his friends?This is totally inconsistent with the objective facts of the Wen family.Xie Yan shook her head, her expression became more subtle.

"Second Young Master, Mr. Xie, I only found a bunch of keys, nothing else." Xie Yan thought wildly, Zhao Zi had quickly searched the whole body of the watermelon hat, even the soles of the shoes.

Xie Yan reached out to take the bunch of keys, and roughly counted about a dozen of them, some big and some small, all made of brass, and they should be the keys of the same batch of locks.

"Second Young Master, how do your fellows practice? If it's convenient, please teach me." Xie Yan saw that both Ah Wu and Zhao Zi's professional ability were comparable to those of later generations of spy movies, and she was a little jealous.

"They are all core members of the Wen family. They grew up in Wen's family and learned all kinds of skills. Whether it is loyalty or ability, they are the best in a hundred. There is no one who can't be trained for seven or eight years." Wen Heng shook his head, "You have If you need it, you can ask me to borrow someone, there is no need to waste energy on these things."

Xie Yan originally thought that even if he didn't have time to practice, it would be good to cultivate a group of similar right-hand men, but after hearing what Wen Heng said, he had no choice but to give up.

"Forget it, anyway, what I do is aboveboard and legal business, backed by patrols, I don't think I'll use this kind of power very often, I'll ask you to borrow someone if I really have something to do."

"Mr. Xie, don't worry, as long as you and the second young master speak up, we will take care of all kinds of things for you!" Zhao Zi chatted with Ah Wu and A Wen in the afternoon, and he had a very good impression of Xie Yan. Said in a funny way.

"I'll remember, next time I have something to call your name and ask you to run away." Xie Yan was amused.

"That's a good relationship. The core buddies usually don't come out for things. Sometimes I have nothing to do for more than ten days. I'm almost growing hairy. If you have foreign business, you must remember me."

"Mr. Xie, don't let Zhao Zi eat alone, remember me too." While the two were talking, Ah Wu also came out of the room.

Compared with Zhao Zi, he has a deeper respect and love for Xie Yan. Just now in the carriage, Xie Yan changed the subject thoughtfully a few times, which made Ah Wu feel grateful. Later, Xie Yan's ingenuity showed him admiration. The trust in Xie Yan like his own family has made Ah Wu fully recognize Xie Yan as a superior.

Wen Heng looked at the large-scale "climbing the wall" scene designed by himself in front of him, smiled, and didn't say anything more about it, "Did you find anything in the house?"

"The furnishings in this house are very simple, just a pair of tables and chairs, a wardrobe and a bed. We rummaged through these places, only found a little money and odds and ends of orders from the blacksmith shop, and put the Brick knocked again, but found a box."

After Ah Wu finished speaking, Li Quan also came out of the house, and handed the box in his hand to Xie Yan, "Look, Ah Yan."

The box was made of ordinary wood and was not locked. Xie Yan glanced at Wen Heng and opened it directly. There was only a thin page of paper inside. Xie Yan pursed her lips and suddenly realized that the scene looked familiar.

"What's written in it?" Seeing that Xie Yan didn't move, Wen Heng reached out to pick up the paper and glanced at it.

"It's just a contract of sale."

"Deed of sale?" Xie Yan came back to her senses, and turned her head to look.

"When a child from an ordinary family is sold to a brothel, they will write such a contract of sale. In the future, if there is a benefactor to redeem the body, the contract of sale will be handed over to the benefactor, which symbolizes the right to control the person written in the contract. Although the Qing court fell The later Prime Minister abolished human trafficking in writing, but secretly these rules have continued.”

While explaining to Xie Yan, Wen Heng glanced out of the corner of his eye in order to see Xie Yan whose paper head was only a few centimeters away from him, but saw that the other party had thought of something, his expression was stagnant, and his eyes trembled slightly.

"Xie Yan?" Wen Heng called out.

Xie Yan knew that he should be calm at this time, but the emotion in his heart that did not belong to him began to yell wildly, mixed with excitement and sadness, which made him unable to control himself at all. He bit the tip of his tongue and tried to calm down his voice. Raise your finger to point to the two words on the paper.

"Wen Heng, do you know what the word 'Hanfang' on this deed of sale means?"