Whether it was exhaustion or a deep dream, anyway, on this night, he kept murmuring the name of his beloved.

  The old saying goes, "Yan Wang is easy to see, but the little ghost is hard to entangle." Cha Wenbin has thoroughly entangled himself. The wandering ghosts in the mortal world, no matter how deeply you hide, as long as they find your relics from when you were alive or your birthdate and time, they can dig you out. And those souls who have already entered the underworld, as long as they haven't yet passed through the Wheel of Rebirth, even if they've crossed Naihe Bridge and drunk Meng Po's soup, a Daoist with some skill can still summon them to come sit down and drink a cup of tea.

  But this is a bit off, it's not considered a ghost anymore, he belongs to the immortal class, indestructible, coming and going freely in the mortal world. To put it bluntly, they are just ghosts with licenses, eating public food, in modern terms, they are civil servants, organized ghosts. People are divided into three six nine grades, good evil beauty ugliness, these ghosts are the same too. Human hearts are already so hard to guess, let alone theirs?

  Cha Wenbin woke up with a start, his mind still reeling from the scene. Thinking back to what had happened before, he realized that everything was connected to the burning of the red-clothed man's corpse. For half the morning, Cha Wenbin remained silent and shut himself in his room, pondering for so long that he finally had a lead.

  The two brothers in the living room were peeling peanuts, and since Cha Wenbin was quiet, they didn't get angry either, each looking listless. At this time, the door on the other side opened, and Cha Wenbin walked out with red eyes, saying to Chaozi: "Chaozi, help me contact Leng Suozhang and see if Old Wang is still in the provincial city?"

  Chao Zi immediately put down the small bowl in his hand and ran to the room to grab the phone, directly calling Leng Suo. He explained the situation to him. Leng Suo didn't know what was going on, only knowing that Old Wang was staying at a hotel, saying that if it was urgent, he would take them there directly.

  Chaozi hung up the phone and immediately notified Zha Wenbin. The four of them went downstairs, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to West Lake in Hangzhou, which was still an old Xiali at that time.

  Not far from the Xixi Wetland, there is a place called West Lake Seal Engraving Society. Further ahead, there is a road called North Mountain Road, where there is a hotel called Shangri-La. The environment, transportation, sanitation and service of this place are all top-notch. Only high-ranking officials and dignitaries go there, ordinary people can't get in, let alone the four of them.

  Fortunately, Leng Suo had been waiting there for a long time. After taking out the documents, he led the way and entered the hall smoothly. He inquired about Old Wang's situation with the service staff, and after checking, the hotel staff said that the man had just checked out. Zhen Wenbin turned around and wanted to go out and chase him.

  At this time, a noisy footsteps echoed in the hall, Chaozi turned his head to take a look, and found that it was Old Wang, who was quickly walking out surrounded by several men.

  "Old Wang?" Chaozi shouted.

  Old Wang also heard, took a look, they were all laughing, and then saw that Cha Wenbin was also there, which greatly exceeded his expectations. He quickly walked up to shake hands with Cha Wenbin and said: "Brother Cha didn't know I was leaving, specially came to see me off? This is great sentiment! Let's go out together to find a restaurant to drink a few cups before we leave, haha, you brothers wait for a while."

  Cha Wenbin looked at the man with an expressionless face, not wanting to understand him, nor could he understand him. He just hoped that this man could help him open that door, nothing more. As for their brotherly bond, it might still exist, or perhaps it had already disappeared in that deep valley. To Cha Wenbin, was he his own brother or just someone being used? He couldn't tell either.

  "Take me with you, to that place you mentioned." Cha Wenbin spoke out as soon as he opened his mouth, causing Old Wang's smile to stiffen instantly. As for Cha Wenbin, he indeed had a guilty conscience, but he was also eager to make amends. "However, you have to agree to one condition - I want to bring them with me." Cha Wenbin paused and continued: "Also, arrange a good future for my son!"

  Old Wang put down the suitcase in his hand and took out a black brick-like thing, saying to Cha Wenbin: "You wait, I'll be back soon."

  That was the mobile phone of that era, which we commonly called "big brother", and it was a must-have for the rich and powerful at that time. You had to go through the back door just to buy one. Old Wang walked over to a corner of the hotel with his cell phone, chatted with the brick-like device for a while, then came over with a smile on his face and said: "No problem." Then he turned to Director Leng and said: "Director Leng, later some comrades from the organization will come to communicate with you about some minor issues. You must help take care of it."

  This cold so long is also a clever person, for the old Wang such mysterious department came out, behind still do not know what power standing, he naturally agreed. Besides, even if Cha Wenbin had something later, his son would be taken care of just as well. This child now follows Leng Yiran to sleep and eat together, has become a member of the family.

  After everything was settled, Wen Bin had another request and brought it up at the same time: "Also, these three brothers will follow me from now on, and you'll be responsible for all matters."

  "This is naturally no problem, I am familiar with the skills of several brothers, they are all talents that can be selected from a hundred miles away, and I am eager to get them. Shall we have dinner first?" Old Wang was overjoyed today, he was still thinking about how to explain it to the organization when he returned. In such a big China, there are not many people who understand, but like Cha Wenbin, who has the courage, momentum, and most importantly, real skills and real abilities, are rare."

  "Let's go now, the night is long and dreams are many." After saying this sentence, Cha Wenbin walked to Leng Suozhang's side and said: "Help me take good care of my son!"

  In Hangzhou airport, there were only five people on a special flight. They were a chubby middle-aged man, a young man who looked haggard but had an air of experience, a strong and smiling young man, a capable and silent young man, and a big-headed man with a thick face.

  The plane carried five people over the thick clouds, piercing the blue sky. Zha Wenbin sat by the window, looking at the white clouds and thinking to himself: Is this how I can get closer to you?

  In a special airport in the capital, a high-end sedan with a military license plate had been parked inside early on, its purpose was to welcome a group of special guests. The cold northwestern wind made this northern imperial city even drier than the south. As soon as he got off the plane, Cha Wenbin couldn't help but let out a yawn, it's really cold!

  A small car whizzed by, carrying them, with several young men in suits on board. Superzi took a glance and whispered to Zhuoxiong: "These guys are absolutely professionals." Although his words were already soft and quiet enough, they still attracted a fierce glare from one of the men, and Superzi read their eyes - they had all killed people...

  The car didn't head towards the sacred place in everyone's heart, Beijing, but instead took a detour onto a highway. As the buildings outside the window became smaller and more dilapidated, they eventually disappeared completely, leaving no signs of human habitation. They entered a vast mountain range.

  The bumpy road and the dull atmosphere in the car made them feel very depressed. On the other hand, Old Wang was sleeping soundly, and Cha Wenbin also fell asleep. This had always been his principle of doing things - to make the best of a bad situation. But at this moment, Chaozi really felt like he was on a pirate ship. The sky had already darkened, and they couldn't see the outside clearly. The bumpy ride continued, and he also fell asleep eventually.

  At last, at midnight, the vehicle stopped and the sleeping crowd woke up together. A guard-like person got on the bus to check it out and then saluted Old Wang before calling for everyone to get off the bus.

  A very inconspicuous three-story small building, surrounded by mountains on all sides. Cha Wenbin took a glance and saw dense sentry posts and barbed wire everywhere. The faces of everyone here were expressionless, as cold as the weather.

  Old Wang led the way in front, and after entering the building, everyone discovered that this place was truly a treasure trove, with antiques and calligraphy on display everywhere. Those precious objects left Chaozi's mouth agape, and he understood that if any of these items were to flow out into the world, they would cause a sensation in the collecting community, but here they were scattered about like trash. Old Wang, what kind of person are you?

  In contrast to the grayish-white walls, the decoration here is not inferior to Shangri-La. The ancient and fragrant decorations give people a kind of imperial feeling. Under Lao Wang's guidance, they were arranged into two rooms respectively.

  The food on the table was still hot, and it was clear that someone had arranged everything before they came in. Cha Wenbin didn't stand on ceremony and started eating with big mouthfuls. Only Old Wang smiled and said: "There's no wine here, otherwise we could have a good drink together, brother Cha. After finishing up, everyone should get some rest early, I'll come to call you all tomorrow morning. If there are any needs, there is a phone on the bedside table, you can instruct downstairs at any time, I'll take my leave now."

  Chaozi wanted to ask Cha Wenbin something, but was stopped by him. After Old Wang left, Cha Wenbin said: "It's someone else's territory, don't talk too much. Are you regretting following me? If you regret it, I'll let him send you away tomorrow."

  Chaozi immediately stiffened his neck: "Wenbin brother, what are you talking about? Are you looking down on me?"

  "Go wash up and go to sleep."

  That night, he didn't have any dreams and slept very comfortably. Every pore on his body was relaxed until the phone rang at the head of the bed...

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