Searching for Treasures in the Clouds

Within ten minutes after the call was made, Yu Wen arrived here. He lived in Qinglong Lake Villa, but because it was too big, he drove, rode a bike, and ran all the way here. When he arrived here, he was already sweating and panting.

When he reached the main building, he wanted to take a short rest, but when he looked up, he saw Lu Zhimao standing at the door waiting for him. He didn't dare to rest and quickly quickened his pace to run over.

"Brother Mao, what's the matter?"

"Sir wants to ask you something, follow me."

"it is good."

Seeing this, Yu Ru felt a little bored and picked up the pickled cucumber to continue eating.

Yu Wen was called over just because Yun Liuyi wanted him to report on the two dogs being whipped. After he finished reporting on this, he was sent away.

After talking about it for so long, it's always about the dog. What else do Yu Ru and Yun Jixing not understand? Everything was arranged by Yun Liuyi, who wanted to frame them and steal the dog. As a result, it was such a coincidence that the dog really fell into their hands.

After Yu Wen left, the scene where Yun Liuyi, his son, and Lu Zhimao were located fell into silence. Yu Ru and Yun Jixing had been watching the surveillance video of them for so long that they almost treated it as a movie. Now they were silent and the atmosphere was serious. The couple did not communicate either, just watching them carefully on the screen.

After a moment, a cheerful ringtone broke the silence.

It’s Yunjixing’s cell phone ringtone.

The sound was not actually loud, but it seemed loud in such a quiet environment. Yu Ru was startled, she slapped her hand on the table and stood up suddenly.

Yun Jixing also stood up immediately. He took out his cell phone and answered the call. He said a few words to the other party and hung up. "Aru, I'm sorry, I scared you. It's Sister Rong calling. She wants us to have dinner."

"It's okay, baby." He stretched out his hands again to hold Yu Ru's shoulders, patted them gently twice, and gently pushed her back to her seat.

Yu Ru nodded, took a deep breath, and gestured, "Why don't you ask Sister Rong and Sister Long to bring the food to the study? It's rare for them to be in the same frame, I want to keep an eye on them a little longer."

"Yeah, that's what I thought too."

It wasn't until the couple's food was brought over and they were ready to eat that the surveillance camera started talking again.

The cigarette in Yun Liuyi's hand was almost burned out, with only a small stick left. He stopped smoking and directly pressed the cigarette into the ashtray on the table to extinguish it. His action of extinguishing the cigarette was a kind of venting. He pressed hard and for a long time, and it seemed that the cigarette butt was turned after a few seconds.

When the cigarette butt wilts, he looks at Lu Zhimao and asks, "Xiao Lu, have the two men who left the dog on their way?"

"Not yet, sir. We'll leave at six tomorrow morning."

"Then wait a little longer. Go find the man who whipped Luo Ri Tian Ya and send him over. Their internal organs are worthless, so send them to a place with strict rules. Especially the man who hurt Luo Ri Tian Ya, take good care of him."

"Yes."

……

After a long wait, Yu Ru and Yun Jixing finally heard something other than the dog and Yun Liuyi's business cooperation with others. The surveillance footage was no longer in the living room, but switched to a study room in Qinglong Lake Villa, where Yun Liuyi and Lu Zhimao were having a secret conversation, and Yun Quan was not there.

"Sir, we have found a person related to that case. What he said so far is similar to some of the clues you provided, but it is not completely confirmed yet." Lu Zhimao placed a stack of photos in front of Yun Liuyi.

Yun Liuyi picked up the photos and examined them carefully. Without even looking up, he asked, "Who are they? Where are they from?"

"In Shancheng, the person who provided the clue was an elderly man from Shancheng, who is already 93 years old this year. He said that in his memory there were two famous cloth shops, one of which he could not remember, but the other one was called Jinxiu Ruihua Cloth Shop."

"What's the last name of the owner of that cloth shop? Does the old man know?" Yun Liuyi was still looking at the photos. Most of the photos showed things in dilapidated ruins, and some were close-ups of some old objects and black-and-white group photos of people.

"Last name: Si."

Hearing this, Yun Liuyi raised his head and glanced at Lu Zhimao, then lowered his head to continue checking the photos, "What happened next?"

"Originally, this cloth shop was doing well, but later, for some reason, many people in some small towns adjacent to the mountain city turned into bandits. At that time, there were weeds everywhere, the social atmosphere was very chaotic, and the public security was very poor. Those bandits often harassed normal families, and the cloth shop was one of the targets of harassment. I heard that once the cloth shop was abducted by bandits, and two people were killed on the spot, but I don’t know who was abducted and who was killed. The old man said that he was just an ordinary citizen at the time, busy with his livelihood every day, and had no time to pay attention to those things. He just heard the rumors people were discussing. Later, the Japanese came to our land to kill, set fire, rape and rob, and the cloth shop was destroyed. It is said that all the Si family members were killed by the Japanese, and some of the Si family’s treasures were also destroyed in the hands of the Japanese."

Yun Liuyi's lips were tightly shut, his eyebrows knitted together, he stopped asking questions, and just silently sorted out the photos in his hand. He had already finished looking at the photos in his hand, he folded the photos neatly back into the original stack, and then put it in the drawer of the desk in front of him, and covered it with several documents.

He deliberately hid these photos and locked the drawer again.

The things Lu Zhimao reported seemed to give him a headache. After locking the drawer, he leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. The gray hair on his temples made him look even more tired.

He covered his face with one hand and muttered, "The Japanese... the Japanese... every time they cut off the key clues because of what they did decades ago."

After muttering this, he opened his eyes, his eyes were fierce, his eyebrows were raised, and his upper and lower teeth were clenched tightly, making a slight friction sound. He raised his two hands and suddenly swept all the things on the desk in front of him to the ground.

"Clang-"

"Oh!"

"Sir..." Lu Zhimao looked embarrassed. He wanted to say something, but felt it was inappropriate, so he closed his mouth and just stood there quietly.

After venting his anger and smashing everything on the table, Yun Liuyi felt a little relieved. He returned to his original elegant and gentle self. He sat up straight, clasped his hands on the table, turned his head to look at Lu Zhimao and asked: "Xiao Lu, what's the situation of the old man now? Where does he live? How many people are there in his family?"

"Sir, the old man's wife has passed away, and his children also died young. He is the only one in the family. He now makes a living by picking up garbage and occasionally sells scrap."