The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

Chapter 60 Far Than We Know

When the clouds cover the moon, the shantytowns can be said to be pitch black.

One is that there is no money to light wax and oil, and the other is that the thatched cottage does not dare to light it. If one catches fire, the other will burn a large area.

Therefore, most of the residents here work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

There was only one place with a faint light, and Murong Qian and Wei Ran were walking towards this area.

Wei Ran bent his back and squinted his eyes to look carefully at the road. He almost tripped several times, and was supported by Murong Qian again. He said, "Why do you have to choose a big night?"

Murong smiled lightly, "Naturally it's the night when the moon is dark and there is no wind, when killing people and burying their bones."

Wei Ran lowered his voice, "Stop bluffing me, at worst I will prepare an oil lamp in advance next time."

Murong laughed slightly with embarrassment, "It's better not to!"

As for why, Wei Ran understood after hearing some indescribable sounds after the sporadic twilight went out once or twice.

He's embarrassed, but more than annoyed with concern.

In his eyes, Murong Qian is just a delicate young lady who doesn't know much about the world. It's fine to play with guns and know a little bit of boxing, but she knows more about strange things than him.

He couldn't help asking, "Where have you been these three years?"

The wind picked up, the clouds were blown away, and the gibbous moon finally appeared in the sky, and the people next to them were no longer dark, and even brighter than the moon in the sky.

Murong smiled slightly, let go of Wei Ran and walked forward.

Wei Ran had no other choice but to be annoyed, after all, he couldn't ask Murong Qian's secret, so she really didn't want to mention it, so he didn't ask.

As long as the person is the same person as before.

With the light, they walked a lot, and they soon came to the place with light.

Wei Ran has stayed abroad, seen the flames of war, and thought he had a lot of experience, but when he parked his car in the shed, he was still shocked.

Standing at the junction of light and darkness, I realized what it meant to be shocked. My limbs and bones were trembling.

In his view, the people here have no food to eat, no house to shelter from the rain, poor and busy making a living, they are poor people in troubled times.

But he never imagined that there would be such a place in front of him.

Stalls were divided among the dilapidated walls, and under the dim kerosene lamps, some people smoked, some were drunk, and some prostituted themselves in the open air.

He was so surprised that he grabbed Murong Qian's hand and stopped her from going any further, "What do you want to ask, I'll help you."

After Murong Qian got the information given to her by Sergeant Jia, she handed it to Wei Ran.

Those three people who intended to frame her for murdering Zhao Si didn't do anything earth-shatteringly bad, they were just speculating and fell in love with this place that the government doesn't care about and the gangs don't care about.

On this side, they sell low-quality tobacco and alcohol, while pretending to be policemen to collect protection fees.

Wei Ran's people first spent several days groping this, and then focused on checking the few people Murong Qian followed, but they didn't get any substantive clues.

Murong Qian's expression was indifferent, and she couldn't see any emotion, but her voice was extremely suppressed, "But brother, this world is far more absurd than we know."

She took a deep breath and continued, "If I don't even have the courage to face the enemy, how can I find out the truth about the death of my adoptive father."

Wei then regretted that he had told Murong Qian about the doubts about Uncle Murong's death.

And just as he held Murong Qian to say this, the person in front of the stall who was still breathing suddenly foamed at the mouth and his limbs convulsed.

As soon as he saw it, he forgot about the others, and rushed forward following the doctor's instinct.

(End of this chapter)