With a Door In Mind

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Hearing his words, the old man was happy for a while.

"Hey, good! Keep in touch when the time comes!"

Someone knocked on the door while speaking.

Then the guard opened the door, and he was still one of the guards before. When the other party came in, he said, "Chief, the car is here!"

Seeing this, the old man regained his serious expression.

"Hum" sounded.

Then he turned his head to Zhou Xiaochuan and said with a smile: "If you were not in a hurry to leave, I was going to let you have a meal at home. I won't keep you when you get on the plane later. There is food there too!"

Zhou Xiaochuan nodded with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll go first, and if there is any news in the future, I will tell you!"

The old man nodded when he saw this, and then said with a straight face: "If your brother makes my daughter wronged in the future, I can't get around him!"

After speaking, he gestured to Zhou Xiaochuan.

Zhou Xiaochuan is not stupid, he probably understands what it means.

Means to connect as such.

He felt that this was inappropriate. He hoped that Xiaohe would take a wider path in the future, but he didn't want it to become a political marriage.

But he didn't say anything.

He nodded with a smile, said hello and left the building.

The jeep waiting at the door was still the same people who brought him here in the morning.

When they got on the truck, several people didn't say a word, as if they were escorting the prisoner.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at it, but closed his eyes without saying a word.

After about an hour, the car parked outside a small airport.

The driver took a certificate and passed one checkpoint after another before driving directly to the runway at the take-off airport.

At this time, there is already a transport plane waiting there.

There were no other aircraft in the field.

There are only a few transport planes and fighter jets stored in the warehouse next to it.

I'm afraid it's going to rain.

After getting out of the car, he was taken to the plane.

At this time, there were several people inside who were holding weapons seriously, sitting on fixed positions on both sides.

After boarding the plane, Zhou Xiaochuan was handed over to another person in charge on the plane.

The person who sent him took the person away directly.

When he got on the plane, the cabin door on the belly of the plane was closed directly.

There are a total of ten people inside, which should be a small team.

There are many fixed boxes in the middle.

There is gold inside, but only a quarter, and it seems that it should be shipped in batches.

The leader was a middle-aged young man in his thirties, and the other party had a serious face.

He stood up, took a look at Zhou Xiaochuan, and handed him the information in his hand, "This is for you!"

"Thanks!"

I thanked him and took a look at the file bag.

Inside is a letter of introduction and proof.

It has a big red seal on it.

Then put things away.

At this time, the leading man did not leave, taught him how to fasten his seat belt, and gave him a thick military coat before returning to his seat.

Then there was a moment of silence on the plane.

Zhou Xiaochuan knew that these people were performing special tasks, and would keep silent especially when outsiders were present.

He was also not interested in asking questions.

Then he looked at this 'antique' transport plane.

The exterior is silver and white, and looks a bit old, but the entire plane, including the ground inside, was cleaned and wiped very clean, and there was no oil stain everywhere as imagined.

It can be seen that she is usually very baby.

After waiting for half an hour, the pilot started to fly after contacting the ground communication station.

The strong push back made him a little worried that the plane would not fall apart.

After all, this plane is too old.

Moreover, after going to the high altitude, the temperature in the cabin dropped rapidly, and it didn't take long for it to reach minus one or two degrees.

Ten minutes later, the plane stabilized and these people unbuckled their seat belts.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan hurriedly unfastened his seat belt, and put on the general's coat.

You know it's early April.

He just wore a thin coat.

Several other people smiled when they saw this, as if they saw the scene when they were flying for the first time.

The person at the head came and walked towards the cockpit.

After a while, he was carrying several lunch boxes and a bottle of Moutai.

Handed Zhou Xiaochuan a lunch box and a bottle of Moutai, "It's cold, eat something and drink some wine to warm up."

Zhou Xiaochuan took the wine and thanked him.

The aluminum lunch box is white rice with beef and stewed potatoes, plus a little green vegetables and tofu.

The amount of beef is still quite sufficient.

But the Moutai in his hand is different from usual.

The previous two Dunhuang Artists Flying Apsaras logos are gone and replaced with sunflowers.

It's been a long time since I bought Moutai.

But he knew about this thing. A few years ago, due to special reasons, the Feitian logo was no longer used, and it was replaced by a sunflower.

It means that there are many sunflowers facing the sun.

characteristics of the times.

I tasted it, and the taste is the same as usual.

He didn't feel disgusted either, so he took the fast food and ate the food in the lunch box.

Occasionally eat it, in fact, it feels pretty good.

This can be regarded as the first inland plane meal.

Several other people watched Zhou Xiaochuan drink. They couldn't drink, so they could only swallow their saliva.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at the bottle he was blowing to his mouth, and he was not ashamed to let others drink it.

He drank a third of it alone, and put the rest aside.

After everyone ate, Zhou Xiaochuan handed the lunch box and wine bottle to the people who came to collect things.

The other party looked at the liquor in the bottle, and subconsciously asked, "There's so much left, why don't you drink it?"

Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head with a smile, "I can't drink enough, I can't drink that much!"

The other party gave an 'oh', and happily returned to the cockpit with his things.

After two and a half hours, the plane stopped at Longhua Airport in Haishi.

Until this time, the person in charge opened the cabin door and said to him, "Go straight from here, that building is the exit, you can just ask."

While speaking, he pointed to a building not far from the airport.

Zhou Xiaochuan thanked him, returned the coat to the other party, and then got off the plane and walked towards the building.

With the supporting materials, after passing several checkpoints, it is considered to be out of the airport.

After coming out, he was relieved.

A dozen or so people on a plane were silent for a while.

The atmosphere was a bit uncomfortable.

I guess when I leave, these people don't know how to spread joy and brag!

After I came out, I looked around, as if I didn't know where the Haishi Museum was!

After looking around, he walked a long way, and found an aunt in her forties by the side of the road.

He said to her, "Auntie!"

Hearing this, the other party frowned and turned his head, is he that old?

Seeing that Zhou Xiaochuan was so young, he relaxed his brows.

Asked suspiciously: "Nong Sanin?"

No matter how stupid he was, he could understand the words, so he smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm here on a business trip. I want to ask, how do I get to the Haishi Museum?"

Such a simple mandarin, the other party must understand.

Nod. Then I began to speak Shanghai dialect, "Nongyan Naozifangxiu Road (you follow this path)......"

While talking, he pointed to the road by the side of the road and explained to him.

Zhou Xiaochuan's mind was buzzing when he heard it.

Although Feng Yue spoke with a Shanghai accent, it was very close to Mandarin.

He really couldn't stand such an authentic Shanghai dialect.

The other side said.

He nodded.

After the other party finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Okay, thank you Auntie! I see, I'm leaving first!"

The other party smiled and nodded, and then left.

After she left, Zhou Xiaochuan shook his head with a wry smile.

Find a place where there is no one, put on a big truck, and drive in the direction my aunt said.

I can only look for it again.

But the general direction should be right.

After driving for a while, he was relieved to find a map on another large truck.

This is Huangpu District, the real downtown location.

But without the prosperity of the later generations, there are large-scale construction projects everywhere, building houses and roads.

There are a lot of small houses, mud houses, and brick and tile houses, but there are also many small buildings.

And the location I want to go to is only less than 10 kilometers away from here.

After driving for about ten minutes, we saw the Huangpu River.

This is also the most prosperous section of Haishi. Near Nanjing Road Pedestrian Street, beside the spacious road, there are old Shanghai buildings.

This is the taste of going to the beach as seen on TV.

It took less than twenty minutes in total, and he arrived at the Haishi Museum.

But his destination was not a museum, but a nearby apartment.

Coming to the place, this is a ten-story three-story conjoined apartment.

If they didn't move, the other party should live on the second floor.

No one stopped him, he went directly to the second floor of the main building, and knocked on the door of 201.

Looking around, people passed by from time to time to look at Zhou Xiaochuan.

They all frowned.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan felt strange for a while, but he ignored it and continued to knock on the door.

No one moved for a long time, and he frowned.

After 'looking' inside, he hurriedly opened the door with his mind and rushed in.

This is a big house with three bedrooms and one living room, (no surprise, this is the house of more than 60 square meters that he lived in back then.).

When he crossed the narrow living room and came to one of the rooms.

An old man in his 80s was lying on the bed. There were wounds on his face and body, apparently he had been beaten.

At this time, the other party was lying on the bed with a dazed expression.

No one took care of her, she looked sloppy and her hair was matted.

An empty glass and a pair of glasses lay on the stained desk next to it.

Quickly put the spring water into his stomach and gave him another injection of penicillin.

Fortunately, the other party did not have a fever.

After drinking the spring water, the other party stabilized.

Zhou Xiaochuan waited beside him for quite a while.

An hour later, the other party opened his eyes impatiently.

He turned his head to look at Zhou Xiaochuan, then turned his head back numbly, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Old Xu!"

Seeing that the other party woke up, Zhou Xiaochuan tried to shout.

"Old Xu! Can you hear me?"

"I'm a friend of your son Xu Bo, I'm here to see you!"

Hearing Xu Bojiao's name, the other party recovered some eyes, turned his head to look at it, and turned his head back again.

Zhou Xiaochuan saw this scene.

This is nothing more than heartbreak!

After thinking for a while, he tentatively said, "Old man, let me tell you something bad. Your son is reselling first-class cultural relics on Hong Kong Island."

Hearing his words, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Niety! How dare he!

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"Cough! Cough! Cough!

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The voice was very loud, as if he had used up his last strength, probably because he didn't know that his body had recovered a little.

Then he coughed violently.

Seeing this, Zhou Xiaochuan smiled, and it's all right now.

It still has to be exciting!

Mr. Xu, I'm sorry! This is to save your own father!