Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

Although evil is conceived in the darkness of hell, it will inevitably bare its fangs in the sunlight of day.

——Anonymous

With the bodies of Guo Xiangshui and his family being retrieved, the once quiet Haiwei Village Committee auditorium instantly became lively again.

All sorts of strange and unusual people came in waves.

Some of them were solemn, some were calm, some were cautious, some were anxious, and some were even a little arrogant. But what was hard to detect was their sadness.

There were also truly grieving people. Guo Fang, dressed in mourning clothes, with a numb expression, constantly bowing to the guests who came to pay their respects, was undoubtedly the most grief-stricken.

The remaining figures were Lao Ba, Fei Zai Ming, who was wailing loudly; Da Xian, whose fists were clenched and teeth were clenched; and Li Mao Cai, who remained silent with his head down. They were probably the ones who were truly grieving.

An Xiaohai paid special attention to Li Maocai.

Since the tragedy, Li Maocai has disappeared from everyone's sight. It is said that he is guarding the police station, but An Xiaohai has already inquired with Wang Tiejun and found out that Li Maocai only goes to the police station twice a day to inquire.

He was there once in the morning and once in the afternoon, but he wasn't there the rest of the time, or rather, no one can prove that he was there the whole time.

So, besides the missing Ah Jie, Li Maocai also had time to take away those Grand Cherokees.

Ah Huo, wearing light-colored sunglasses, stood not far behind Guo Fang. His gaze swept across the faces of the guests who came to pay their respects, and he would occasionally exchange a glance with An Xiaohai.

An Xiaohai was filled with worry. Ah Huo was his second brother's man, and it was clearly inappropriate for him to stand behind Guo Fang in this manner. Ah Huo's nervousness towards Guo Fang had obviously gone beyond the scope of ordinary friends.

An Xiaohai had actually reminded Ah Huo once already, and he didn't intend to remind him again. Given Ah Huo's special status, it was very likely that his actions were not entirely due to personal feelings.

"Mr. Chen Zhihao has come to pay his respects!" came the voice of the greeter at the door.

Third Brother slowly walked in from the entrance of the auditorium. As he and Guo Fang bowed, a group of his subordinates filed in with wreaths, which soon filled half of the auditorium.

Third Brother wanted to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally let out a soft sigh. His eyes were red, and it was clear that he was indeed a little sad. After all, he and Guo Xiangshui had been seeing each other frequently in the First Prison for many years.

After bowing to the deceased, Third Brother did not leave immediately, but stood next to An Xiaohai.

"How's it going, Xiao Hai? Have you found out who did it?" Third Brother asked through gritted teeth in a low voice. It was clear that he deeply abhorred this heinous act of wiping out an entire family.

"No, I have absolutely no clue," An Xiaohai replied softly.

"What a bunch of useless trash! They watched their boss get his throat slit in the street and haven't even caught a glimpse of him since, and they still have the nerve to cry here!"

An Xiaohai didn't know how to respond to his third brother's words.

Different positions lead to different ways of thinking about problems and different focuses.

An Xiaohai and Ah Huo were more concerned about what would happen to Guo Fang in the future, while Lu Ge and Er Mao were more concerned about who Guo Xiangshui's gang of underlings would follow to make a living. The third brother was worried about what he would do if this happened to him.

"Xiao Hai, if you find the murderer, let me know. I want to see who this guy is!"

"OK."

"I'm leaving now. You and Ah Huo take care of things here. If you're going to help someone, you should help them all the way. You two did a great job this time!"

"Thank you, Third Brother. Please be careful on your journey."

"I know, you all need to be careful too. I'm leaving now."

After finishing speaking, Third Brother bowed to Guo Xiangshui's family again and left with his men.

An Xiaohai gave Ah Huo a wink, and the two of them together helped Third Brother into the car.

Back at the entrance of the mourning hall, Ah Huo lit a cigarette and took the opportunity to slip a small note into An Xiaohai's hand.

"This is the possible location of the Chen brothers' Hummers, and also information on a few people. These people have been with the Chen brothers for a long time. Some are old, some are in poor health, and some are injured or disabled."

The four Chen brothers have been supporting them. Among these people, there's a good chance someone is watching the cars. If you can't find a car in those locations, keep an eye on these people; you might be able to find it.

"I understand," An Xiaohai pursed his lips. "Are you planning to escort Guo Fang back to her hometown?"

Ah Huo didn't say anything, threw away the half-eaten cigarette, and stomped it out: "She begged me last night, she cried a lot, and I softened and agreed."

I'll take her home and come back as soon as I make sure she's safe.

"Alright..." An Xiaohai nodded with a frown: "You should keep an eye out when you get there. Guo Xiangshui might be hiding his Cherokees in his hometown."

"Hmm," Ah Huo nodded gently, then turned and went back to the mourning hall.

An Xiaohai looked up at the sky and gently exhaled.

It's impossible for Guo Xiangshui to hide those Cherokees in his hometown. Those cars belong to Haiyaozi, and even if there are some in his hometown, there wouldn't be much money in them.

An Xiaohai said this only to make Ah Huo feel a little better.

However, An Xiaohai still had a slight worry in his heart. If Guo Fang made such a request at the behest of Haiyaozi, then it would be a bit troublesome.

Once Ah Huo goes there, he will be out of everyone's sight. If any danger occurs, it will be too late to save him.

"It shouldn't be, I hope it isn't!..." An Xiaohai frowned, his mind filled with images of Guo Xiangshui looking at Guo Fang's photo again and again.

Guo Xiangshui loves Guo Fang dearly and would never let her go down the path of drug trafficking.

After 8 p.m., no one came to the mourning hall to pay their respects anymore.

Lao Ba and Fei Zai Ming cried all day. Exhausted from crying, the two of them squeezed into a corner of the auditorium and fell asleep. Da Xian remained in the same position, kneeling next to Guo Fang.

Li Maocai was the busiest person today, handling almost everything inside and outside the mourning hall. At this moment, he was sitting in a chair, lost in thought, his gaze completely unfocused.

An Xiaohai was just about to find a chance to slip away, but before he could even speak, Guo Fang walked up to him.

"An Xiaohai, I want you to come back to my hometown with me," Guo Fang said, looking up into An Xiaohai's eyes. There was a clear hint of expectation in her eyes.

"This..." A thousand thoughts flashed through An Xiaohai's mind in an instant. He didn't expect Guo Fang to make this request so suddenly, and for a moment he couldn't find a reason to refuse.

"Never mind, forget I said anything," Guo Fang clearly understood An Xiaohai's expression, and the expectation in her eyes quickly vanished.

Guo Fang walked back to her original spot and lowered her head.

An Xiaohai took a deep breath, walked to the center of the mourning hall, bowed to Guo Xiangshui's family again, and finally turned and left.

After leaving the mourning hall and getting on his motorcycle, An Xiaohai finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was wondering whether he should go back immediately, his phone rang.

"Brother, how much longer until you come back?" It was Kunji.

"I'm heading home now, what's up?"

"I just saw the mark my master left for me; he wants to see me tonight."

"What time do you usually meet?"

"Uncertain, the time marked on this piece of paper is 2 a.m.

"Okay, I'll be home in an hour. You wait for me at home and don't go wandering around."

"Okay, I'll wait for my brother to come back."

After hanging up the phone, An Xiaohai frowned and thought for a moment before picking up the phone and dialing Wang Bulai's number.

"Boss."

"Ah Lai, do you have something important to do tonight?"

"No, just tell us what the boss wants us to do."

"Gather your brothers and bring them over to my house. I live in Apojiao Village. Once you arrive, take them to the food stalls at the village entrance for a late-night snack and wait for my call there."

"Okay, boss. How many men do you need? Do you need weapons?"

"The more the better. Bring weapons, but bring fewer knives and more sticks. I called you here not to fight or kill anyone, but to help me corner someone."

"Grab him, but don't kill him, understand?"

"Got it, boss. Do we really need to bring so many people to arrest just one person?"

"We'll need him. This guy might be very skilled, and he's good at hiding. I'm afraid we won't be able to stop him if we don't have enough people."

"Understood, I'll go get someone right now and they'll be here immediately."

"No need to rush, just be there before 1:30 a.m."

Remember, don't all come at once. Have the guys spread out and come slowly, without drawing attention. If there are too many people, charter a bus, but stop it far away.

"Understood, boss, don't worry!"

"Ah Lai, your injuries haven't healed yet, so don't come. Let Ali and Xie Dan bring their men over."

"Boss, I know what I'm doing, don't worry."

"Okay, that's settled then."

An Xiaohai hung up the phone, started his motorcycle, and drove slowly towards Apojiao Village.