Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan sat in the small room behind the curtain, listening to Zhou Yubao talking with the visitor in the tea room outside.

"There are only twelve things in total, right?" Zhou Yubao confirmed.

"No, there is another one, a pot of rare lotus-petal orchids." The man said: "These thirteen pieces were delivered at that time, but this orchid is a living thing, and now I don't know if it is intact or not."

When Qing Huan heard him say "lotus petal orchid", Qing Huan's heart tightened - she knew twelve things, even about orchids... At the beginning, she only told Zhou Yubao about this matter.

"Then what token do you have?" Zhou Yubao's tone was calm: "It's better to have a certificate for talking empty teeth."

"Of course there are certificates." The man said unhurriedly: "However, our master said that he would give the token to the people from back then."

"Since you found this place, but you didn't give me the token, what do you mean?"

"Your surname is Zhou, our master is not talking about you." He paused and said, "That person's surname is Bai."

Zhou Yubao only heard the sound coming from behind the curtain, and looked over there, the curtain was lifted, and Qing Huan came out from inside.

The seated man stood up, and the two behind him also stood upright.

"Mr. Xiao?" Zhou Yubao originally didn't want Qing Huan to show up.

"You are..." The person stared at Qing Huan: "Mr. Bai?"

"My surname is Bai." Qing Huan looked at him with a calm expression: "Where's the token?"

The man took out a jade pendant from his pocket, the jade was really good jade, and it had the pattern of dragon and phoenix showing good fortune, and it would cost at least five figures on the market...

Zhou Yubao looked at Qing Huan, saw him frowning, and waved his hands: "Let's go."

The three of them simply took the jade and left Bowen Yabao quickly.

"Sir, isn't it?"

Qing Huan shook her head, but her brows did not relax.

"If not, how did they know about the thirteen things? They said it so clearly..." Zhou Yubao said to himself: "These people are also strange. After being exposed by you, Mr. Xiao, they don't argue. They just leave gone."

Qing Huan glanced at him: "Do you think they came here for those things?"

"Otherwise, what are you doing here..." Zhou Yubao recalled the scene just now, that person insisted on showing the token to the "people from back then", and kept staring at him after seeing Mr. Xiao—his body shook: " Are they here to see Mister Xiao?"

Qing Huan sighed: "It seems to be like this."

"But why..." Zhou Yubao said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, I shouldn't have brought you here before I figured out everything." I'm in trouble...

"Forget it, their goal is me, even if they don't go through you, there will be other ways to find me." Qing Huan said: "Besides, they really know a lot, so it's easy to believe."

Who knows so many things...

Qing Huan returned home with this question, and originally wanted to take a taxi, but there were very few taxis on New Year's Eve, so she had to take the subway.There are no people on the subway line today. The carriages are usually crowded. Today, there are less than ten people in this carriage. An old couple with big bags and a couple coaxing their little daughter to eat A few young couples, a few boys and girls who look like students even though they are not wearing school uniforms are playing together... There is another person, a middle-aged short and fat man, wearing cotton clothes with a bag on his back, and a pair of sneakers on his feet. The man sat quietly in the opposite corner.

Qing Huan is still thinking about what happened just now—the reason why those people found Bowen Yabao should be because the Ssangyong white jade bottle was leaked last time, they found it through the white jade bottle, and then led themselves out through the past of thirteen things —that the people behind the scenes know a lot about themselves and about the whole thing.But he is not the person from back then, so who is it...

A vague figure appeared in Qing Huan's heart, his brows were furrowed, and he denied himself again—impossible, how could it be...it couldn't be...

Qing Huan was so upset that she didn't even notice when the person in the opposite corner came to the middle of the car, she just heard a "click" and then a small flame——Qing Huan watched the middle-aged man ignite I realized something was wrong when I took out something from my bag, but it was too late——

"Boom-boom-"

The sound of the explosion was deafening, and the powerful heat wave rushed Qing Huan out of her body until her back hit a solid wall. There was a pillar of fire and hot air in front of her. The burning pain spread from the back of her feet to the top of her head, and she felt the entire spine in her back. They were all broken——Qing Huan was lying on the ground, and heard screams and screams from over there, adults and children, men and women...

Qing Huan's eyeballs moved, and the look in his eyes gradually lost its luster...

He felt that he was going to die, this time for real, really going to die.

……

The body is light and floating, as if floating in the air.Looking around at a loss, I don't know where to go.

There was a sound of bells, as if there was a strange gravitational force, as if he had found his way, he couldn't help but follow the sound of the bells.

Getting closer, getting closer...

Qing Huan saw a row of people walking forward, they were all going in the same direction—could that be where she belonged?Qing Huan also followed, and was about to join the team...

Suddenly a dazzling light blocked Qing Huan alone.

"Qing Huan, what are you doing here?"

"I'm here..." Qing Huan looked blank.

"This is not where you should come." The familiar-looking man said with a serious face.

"Where...is this place?" Qing Huan asked.

"Huangquan Road."

Huangquan... Road...

Qing Huan gave a jolt, and then felt her body being pushed hard, and then she was pushed away...

When she opened her eyes again, Qing Huan was on a bed, in a strange place, and vaguely heard the sound of water droplets, drop by drop, ding dong ding dong, it was very pleasant to hear.

Qing Huan wanted to sit up, but she felt pain all over her body. The pain was patchy, like the tingling of needles, and she couldn't help but take a breath when she moved.

How long has he been asleep?Why haven't these wounds healed on their own?

The sound of pages turning, Qing Huan followed the sound and looked over. A person was sitting by the indoor pool with his back facing him, with his head lowered as if he was reading a book. From behind, he was dressed in purple and had long hair...

His heart clenched, and that trembling feeling came again—is it him?

He heard the sound, put down the water, turned his head to look at Qing Huan...

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On the day of the New Year's Eve, a subway explosion in Yicheng suddenly exploded. Seven innocent passengers in the accident compartment were rescued and declared dead. But survived.Afterwards, the police investigated the compartment and collected the clothes and evidence, but found an extra backpack—whose backpack belonged to, but they had no way of knowing. The person entering the compartment could be seen from the surveillance at the entrance, and it seemed that someone had entered the compartment. A teenager went in with a bag on his back, but the surveillance camera in the car couldn't see the place below him, that is, the place where the bag was placed... I don't know if anyone was sitting there—but, in the car, only Eight people, if there is a ninth person, where did he go?In view of the fact that this conjecture was too unimaginable and creepy, the police deliberately ignored this detail and only concentrated on investigating the bombing incident.