Cheng Ran's eyes brightened when he heard this: "tell me, who are they?"

They thought there might be no hope. Unexpectedly, a Biao could still remember the names of those people.

This is a breakthrough for them. They thought before, what if they can't find it.

After all, if we can find more evidence of the third master, we can make him more guilty. After all, the police have not stepped up their efforts. If we want to investigate, we can only say that the third master is an intermediary and does not directly sell guns to Feng Changdong.

For this matter, Cheng Ran is not surprised. After all, as a third master, he is not stupid enough to really sell guns to Feng Changdong in his own name.

He is not fully sure that Feng Changdong will succeed. After all, her strength, in fact, the third master is very clear.

The people Feng Changdong is looking for want to let her die. I'm afraid it's not easy. Poor Feng Changdong probably doesn't know that he has been put up by the third master until now.

A Biao thought for a moment, then casually found two pieces of paper for Cheng ran to write on it.

"I can only remember the names of two people, Zuo Yongqing and Wang Changming, but I don't know where they live."

"OK, I'll let Kagawa check it."

As long as a name can be found, it's better than they can't find anything like now.

Cheng ran sends this name to He Chuan and asks him to investigate.

Usually there is no background, which is very easy for them to check. In five minutes, Kagawa sent them the address.

Cheng ran received it, inquired about the navigation and said to Feng moye on his side.

"If you want to drive there, it may take two hours."

"Take a plane. It's estimated to arrive in more than ten minutes." Feng moye said.

A Biao beside him looked shocked and immediately gave Cheng ran a thumbs up.

"Sister ran, Mr. Feng is really heroic."

There are private planes here, but it's different. You have to think about flying even after a two-hour drive.

Although a little exaggerated, in many cases, if time is needed, this private plane can be of great use.

Cheng ran calculated the time and distance and shook his head.

"No, if you take a plane, we don't have a place to stop here. We'll have to take half an hour at that time. It's too troublesome. We'd better take a car."

"It's all up to you." Feng moye hugs Cheng ran. As long as he sees her, his cold eyes are tender and envy others.

"Sister ran, tell me where to find such a good man as president Feng. I have properly explained what it means. I spoil you alone."

A Biao joked aside.

Cheng Ran is also very grateful to God for letting her meet Feng moye. This man is the redeemer who pulled her out of the abyss.

She used to worry that if someone pulled you up from the abyss, it might just be to push you into another abyss.

Over the years, she has heard a lot similar to these things.

Once bitten by a snake, she has been afraid of grass rope for ten years. She is talking about her. In addition, she has experienced too much life and death outside. Naturally, she looks at her feelings more indifferent.

Feng moye looked down at the time: "let's go."

Several people set out. At this time, Abiao hurried forward: "sister ran, do I need to be with you?"

"No, Che Jin can follow us. You still have your work to do. The third master has left here now. It is estimated that he will not have a chance to come back again. At that time, it will be sealed up by the police. Take what you should take back and have a good look here. After all, he has stayed here for so long."

A Biao has no home and is an orphan. He was adopted and trained by the third master to be like this. To say happiness, he can't get warm here, but he can always solve the problem of food and clothing.

Sometimes living is more important than anything. Even if you don't get warmth here, at least you've stayed for so many years.

If the third master didn't want to kill a Biao, in fact, a Biao may not want to leave here until now.

It also saved his life. If he really followed the third master, he would come to a bad end.

A Biao always listens to Cheng ran. After following Cheng ran, he finds that sister ran is really his goddess and can do anything.

"Well, OK, sister ran, I'll listen to your arrangement. You go."

The three set out and arrived in Anhe town two hours later. Seeing these villages, Cheng ran couldn't help thinking of the last time he came to look for Hechuan. They were also soul stirring.

However, with Feng moye here this time, she is more secure in her heart, but without him, she can stand alone. This is her best state now.

When they found the home of one of them according to the navigation, they were just about to enter the door, when they saw an old woman about 70 coming out of the house, wearing old clothes and looking at the house, which can only shelter from the wind and rain, and even the roof seems to be mended and mended.

Cheng ran didn't make such psychological preparations before she came. Although she was indifferent to everything, she always had compassion for these old people.

Think about these old people. They have worked hard all their lives and finally brought up their children. As a result, they are old. They should have enjoyed their happiness, but they still live in such a house and live such a poor life.

When the old man saw the stranger, his muddy eyes showed panic.

"Who are you? Does ah Zuo owe money outside again?"

Hearing what the old man said, Cheng ran can guess that it must be the third master's handwriting. Seeing that strangers can be so frightened, he must have been hit before.

She has seen the means of the third master. She won't worry about whether she is an old man or whether the other party can bear it. As long as they achieve their goals, they won't care about the life and death of others.

Cheng ran stepped forward and faded her old indifference. She looked gentle and approachable.

"Grandma, I want to ask, is this Zuo Yongqing's home?"

"Yes, this is a Zuo's house. Who are you? Does a Zuo owe money outside again?"

The old lady's voice trembled at the mention of the money.

Cheng ran said hurriedly, "no, grandma, don't worry. We're not here to ask for accounts. We just want to know something from you. Can you go in and say something about Zuo Yongqing?"

The old lady was relieved to hear that she didn't come to charge.

"OK, you come in."

Several people followed in. The old lady asked them to sit casually. Cheng ran took a look inside. Although it was simple, it was very clean and tidy. I think the old lady is also a very clean person, but it's a pity.

If she knew that her son would have died long ago, and the money was not owed by his son at all. The third master deliberately set up a set. I think the old lady would collapse.

Cheng ran decides to hide it. When they know the specific situation, they leave.

As soon as she is ready to ask Feng moye if he has any cash, Feng moye has winked at Che Jin.

Che Jin took out several piles of money from his bag and put it on the table.

Cheng ran and Feng moye look at each other and smile. It's always the easiest to get along with people who know themselves and have the same three views.

He can understand what you are thinking without you saying. He knows what you want to do without you opening your mouth.

Cheng ran pushed the money to the old lady: "grandma, this is our T-shirt for you. Zuo Yongqing is outstanding at work, and he is steadfast and willing to work. Now his monthly salary is very high. However, we recently learned that he seems to have owed money outside, and those debt collectors have to come to your house. We need to know about the situation."

The old lady believed it, because she had no news of her son these years, but she remembered what her son said. When he was rich, she would make a good life for herself. She watched at home year after year every day, hoping that her son would come back when he became famous

She didn't bother to come forward and hurriedly asked Cheng ran, "how is ah Zuo doing now? Is he thin and haggard again?"

"No, he's doing well and working hard, but now he's promoted. There's no way. He may have to be busy at work and have no time to come back to see you."

The old lady didn't mention this again, but asked Cheng ran why they came.

"You want to know the money a Zuo owed before, don't you? I have the documents here, because those people come to ask for money every month."

Cheng ran frowned: "how long did they want the money?"

"It's been more than a year. According to rough calculation, there are hundreds of thousands."

The old lady recalled that her face was also ugly, which was a nightmare for her.

Cheng ran frowned even more and was more determined to let the third master subdue the law as soon as possible.

If it weren't for her, the family wouldn't be like this. Just for his own selfish desires, he destroyed a family and a person.

If the old lady knew that her son had died a few years ago, she would be unhappy.

"Well, so, old lady, you give us the bill and we'll give you all the money, okay?"

The old lady was puzzled when she heard the speech: "why, it has nothing to do with you. It's owed by my son. Besides, it has been paid back now."

It can be seen that the old lady is still a very principled person.

Feng moye said to the old lady, "in fact, your son doesn't owe so much money. He just owes tens of thousands. The people over there want to take more of your money. That's why you owe hundreds of thousands. In fact, there's nothing at all."

The old lady looks at Feng moye and them in shock.

"How could this happen... But why did ah Zuo never tell me? I don't know it at all."

"He probably thought it would worry you if he told you."

Feng moye casually finds an excuse to prevaricate. He also knows that Cheng ran sympathizes with the old lady and won't say it.

After all, if the old lady really knows, she can't bear it.

The old lady didn't ask much, but got up: "then wait for me here for a while, and I'll get it."

"OK, please." Feng moye nodded slightly.

After the old lady goes in, Cheng ran says to Feng moye.

"Husband, I think..."

Feng moye holds her hand and looks clear.

"I know what you want to say. I'll let Che Jin get on the bus and get the money later."

Because Feng moye is afraid of something when he goes out, he often asks Che Jin to put a bag of money in the car for a rainy day.

Cheng Ran is very grateful to Feng moye. Often, even if she doesn't have to speak, Feng moye can know what she wants to do.

"Well, but don't tell the old lady the specific details. It may be unbearable."

"Husband understands." Feng moye tightly grasps Cheng Ran's hand. The bottom of his eyes is spoiled. Looking at the car Jin, he quickly opens his mouth.

"Mr. Feng, I'll get the money from the car first."

He really doesn't want to eat this kind of dog food at all.