Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"Another one?" Qing Huan couldn't help but feel a headache when he heard Zhou Yubao's words on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, Mr. Xiao, this time he is a middle-aged man in his 50s," Zhou Yubao added, "It is said that he came from Taiwan."

"Taiwan..." Qing Huan pondered: "Okay, I'll go and have a look."

When Qing Huan went downstairs, she saw M watering the potted plants, "M, I have something to go out for a while."

M looked up: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, I should be back soon."

"it is good."

When Qing Huan arrived, Zhou Yubao was drinking tea with the middle-aged man, he went in directly this time, Zhou Yubao stood up, and the middle-aged man turned his head to see Qing Huan, he was startled for a moment, his eyes widened further The bigger it is, the more I can't believe it.

"Yes..." The middle-aged man swallowed: "Is it Mr. Bai? I'm Jiao Qiyun."

"Hello." Qing Huan didn't talk nonsense, and said straight to the point: "You are here to pick up something? Do you have a token?"

Jiao Qiyun realized that he lost his composure at such an old age. He took out a Shoushan stone seal from his pocket, and Qing Huan took it. The words on the seal were "Qing Huan is a taste of the world" in Xiaozhuan, and Qing Huan was familiar with the handwriting. Yes, because it was carved by himself. It should be said that this entire seal is his masterpiece.

"Abao, go get the ink pad and white paper."

"it is good."

Zhou Yubao immediately went to fetch the ink pad and white paper, then stood aside to read, and when he saw the line of the poem, he frowned and pointed it out: "Mr. Is it facing down?"

Upon hearing this, Jiao Qiyun hurriedly said: "This is absolutely true, it has been like this since I got it."

After hearing this, Qing Huan shook her head to Zhou Yubao and said, "If the word for taste is correct, there will be a problem." This seal was originally used by Qing Huan for practicing hands, and it was a mistake to engrave the word for taste wrong. keepsake.

After hearing this, Jiao Qiyun breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "My grandfather gave Mr. Bai thirteen items as tokens. After so many years, he had already given up. I didn't expect to hear an old collector mention the Shuanglong Baiyu a few days ago. Grandpa was so excited about the vase, if he hadn't been unable to move now, he would have come here by himself..."

"Mr. Jiao is still alive?" Qing Huan asked.

Jiao Qiyun nodded: "Although there are a lot of minor problems, it can be considered tough."

"These thirteen items were originally belongings of your family, they were just entrusted, and now they must be returned to their original owners."

"Actually, Grandpa didn't have any expectations. After all, it was so chaotic at that time, and so many years had passed, he didn't expect everything to be intact..."

Qing Huan interrupted him: "Don't worry, one of the thirteen items is not missing, and they are intact."

"Thirteen pieces... are intact..." Jiao Qiyun opened his eyes wide: "Could it be that the pot of orchids also..." How is it possible, the life span of that pot of orchids is so long...

"That's right, the orchid is at my house now," Qing Huan said, "The twelve items can be returned to you now, and the orchid has to be picked up at my house."

Qing Huan took Jiao Qiyun to see twelve things: a white jade vase with two dragons, a round mirror with carved ivory flowers, a jade pillow with golden strands, rhinoceros rhinoceros and poisonous chopsticks, a golden carving of a hundred immortals birthday bell, a copper coin with eight treasures to control demons, and a white jade water moon. Avalokitesvara, Sapphire Twelve Zodiac Signs, Tang Yin's "Plantain Beauty Picture", Yuan Qinghua Moon Chang'e Vase, Kangxi Ruyi Zun with Garlic Ribbon and Qiong Xiangqin.

"Check it out."

Jiao Qiyun touched each piece, his hands trembling—every piece was well preserved, and he could only look at these things secretly when he was a child. Now that 40 years have passed, how could he think that they were really intact in his own hands? In front of...

"Thank you, thank you very much Mr. Bai." Jiao Qiyun said with tears in his eyes, "Back then grandpa said Mr. Bai was a god, but now I believe it..."

"I'm not some god." Qing Huan frowned again: "Have you seen me?"

"Mr. Bai may not remember it, but I remember it clearly." Jiao Qiyun recalled the past: "Mr. Bai lived on the mountain, and occasionally played chess with his grandfather. At that time, our family was often hungry. It was Mr. Bai who often Bring us some food, Mr. Bai, have you forgotten, when we first met, Mr. Bai even gave me pine nut candy to eat."

Qing Huan recalled that there was indeed such a boy who followed that old gentleman. He was so skinny back then that he was completely different from the rich man he is now.

Jiao Qiyun continued: "I still remember that Mr. Bai was accompanied by a child about six or seven years old. He was white and tender, and Yuxue was cute. He always acted like a baby with Mr. Bai. If Mr. Bai didn't look too young, I would have thought He is Mr. Bai's son, but now it seems that he may really be..."

"You got it wrong." Zhou Yubao interrupted in time at this moment: "This Mr. Bai is not that one. He is Mr. Bai's grandson."

Jiao Qiyun was startled, and stared at Qing Huan's face: "Why, they look exactly the same... Although that Mr. Bai has long hair, but..."

"That Mr. Bai passed away long ago, and this thing was passed on to this Mr. Bai. Because it was an agreement, we kept waiting for the descendants of the Jiao family to pick it up." Zhou Yubao tried his best to complete the lie.

"Is that so..." Jiao Qiyun was dubious.

Qing Huan glanced at Zhou Yubao before asking, "What's that kid's name?"

"I heard that Mr. Bai called him 'Li'er'."

"Li'er..." Qing Huan pondered.

Zhou Yu changed the topic and asked Jiao Qiyun: "Mr. Jiao, how are you going to transport these things away?"

"Oh, I hired a special security company and asked them to come and escort."

When the person from the security company came, Qing Huan saw that the logo on the car looked familiar, and asked casually, "Which security company is this?"

"Shengwei Security is a security company under Hongwei Group." Jiao Qiyun replied.

"Hongwei..." Qing Huan thought to herself: It's really not an ordinary coincidence, it can be involved in this way.

Qing Huan watched those security guards carefully loaded things, and asked Jiao Qiyun: "When will you come to pick up that pot of orchids?"

"Tomorrow, I'll pick it up tomorrow," Jiao Qiyun said, "May I ask Mr. Bai's address..."

Qing Huan asked Zhou Yubao to write down the address and number and hand them over to Jiao Qiyun: "Then I will wait for you tomorrow."

"Okay." Jiao Qiyun was still thankful when he left.

Watching the convoy leave, Qing Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Xiao was too careless just now, and he didn't know how to cover it up." Zhou Yubao said with reproach.

"I was thinking about something just now, so I didn't pay attention." Qing Huan replied.

Zhou Yubao remembered Jiao Qiyun's words just now, and asked, "Sir, who is that Li'er? Since when have you taken care of a child?"

"Li'er..." Qing Huan paused: "You also know that there are some things that I may not remember well. It was about the child I picked up at that time and thought it was pitiful, so I temporarily adopted it." Qing Huan lied, he probably I remember some, but selectively forget some things.

"How come Mr. Xiao never mentioned..."

"It's all in the past, and I don't care." Qing Huan didn't want to continue on this topic: "Okay, now that it's over, I'll go back first."

Zhou Yubao said: "I'd better send Mr. Xiao to the car, I don't want what happened last time to happen again."

"That was just an accident..." Qing Huan was helpless.

"Why did Mr. Xiao meet you? Sometimes Mr. Xiao is really worrying." Zhou Yubao mumbled.

"Okay, Bao, are you teaching me a lesson?"

"No……"

Qing Huan took a taxi back home, but M didn't know where to go, the house was empty.

Qing Huan saw the lotus petal orchid on the coffee table, it was spreading its petals, and the fragrance filled the room.He put down his backpack, squatted in front of the coffee table, stroked the delicate petals, and said softly: "Xiao Lian, your original owner will come to pick you up tomorrow, and it may be difficult for us to see each other in the future."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but it feels like Xiaolian's petals are drooping a little...

Qing Huan picked up the fruit knife at the side, cut open her finger, blood dripped onto Lan Hua's body, and then disappeared into the flower's heart...

Early the next morning, Qing Huan woke up and found that Xiao Lian had disappeared—not that she was missing, but only the flowerpot, and the flowers were gone...

Qing Huan only felt a headache, as long as she went out to look for it, she happened to meet two people who came to her door, who were also acquaintances - two policemen who had dealt with twice before.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for you."

"what's up?"

"We suspect you to be involved in a murder case."

"..."