The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

Xiao Qingdai listened again to what the witness who was caught stealing said at the Xiao family, and discovered something very important.

He mentioned it more than once when asking the witness to describe the character's characteristics in detail.

"I really don't remember what he looked like. He shone his flashlight at me and it blinded me. I just remember he was dressed in rags and looked like a beggar to me."

So the man's financial situation is very poor, and now this so-called miracle drug is most likely his way to stay alive.

Because they are afraid that the efficacy of the medicine will attract others' covetousness, they only make one batch every year and stop production once it is sold out.

The money he earned from the sales was used to maintain his expenses until all the money was spent, his hands were clean and his survival was threatened, and then he would make medicine and sell it again.

In this case, it is understandable that he does not have a fixed time to sell medicine.

It is not about doing whatever you want, but based on your current financial situation.

After telling Mr. Fu his speculation, he nodded in thought and said in agreement, "It's very likely that this is the case."

Based on these inferences, they have been able to analyze a lot of useful things.

"For him, money is just a way to make a living. He may not care much about money and is not keen on material enjoyment. Perhaps he lives in seclusion in a small town to pursue spiritual peace and satisfaction."

If he cared about money, he would not have let it go when he saw the necklace on Qingqing.

Moreover, this miracle drug of his could be sold in a larger place, and he could earn more money than selling it to people in a small town. It is possible to earn dozens of times more.

But he chose to sell them to the dying elderly and the sick at a price that ordinary people could afford...

I guess he doesn’t make much money every time he goes out.

"Another thing is that we haven't heard of this 'miracle drug' before. This means that each time he makes a noise, the noise isn't widespread. This shows that he's very good at hiding. Furthermore, he might change his address regularly."

This is easy to understand. If a person who is particularly good at treating illnesses appears in a small place, then over time, word of mouth will spread and his reputation will quickly spread.

In the future, if someone's child gets sick, relatives who know about it will advise him, saying, "There's an old Chinese doctor living in such and such a town. He's very good at treating illnesses. You should take your child to see him on Sunday."

If this continues, more and more people will know him, and the same number of people will come to him for treatment.

Therefore, only by frequently changing addresses can one avoid attracting too much attention.

As for the last place I stayed, after three to five years, the locals have almost forgotten it. Even if someone mentions it, they will only sigh.

After Mr. Fu finished speaking, Xiao Qingdai picked up the phone next to her and sent a message to Xiao Muchen.

...

Clearwater Town.

Located in the south, although it is December, the sun is shining brightly here and there is not a trace of winter at all.

Sitting in the car with the air conditioning on.

The man standing on the roadside was talking to the person on the other end of the phone, his eyes looking around on the opposite side of the street.

Suddenly, he seemed to see his target, his eyes brightened a little, and he asked into his phone, "Is it a Land Rover?"

Perhaps he received a positive answer, so he informed her.

"I saw the Second Master. I'll go up right away." After saying that, he hung up the phone and hurried to the side of the car.

When I opened the car door, the hot air outside squeezed in.

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

"Have you checked it out?"

The man closed the car door and said respectfully, "Second Master, before you came, our brothers had been searching for several days without a single clue. If it weren't for the medicine he left behind and the few witnesses, we would have thought he didn't exist."

There were four people in the car, excluding the one called 'Er Ye', the other three quickly followed suit after hearing what he said.

"This person is so good at hiding things. I've never met anyone who is so good at hiding things."

"Yes, his anti-reconnaissance ability is absolutely first-rate. He's a veteran."

While we were talking, someone's phone rang. It was the notification tone of a new WeChat message.

The man in the passenger seat turned his eyes and his gaze fell on the phone in front of him. He raised his hand, and all the talking in the car stopped instantly, and it was extremely quiet.

He stared at the message on his phone for a few seconds, then turned off the screen and looked up. "Have someone check how much he's sold every time he shows up to sell drugs in recent years, and how many people buy his drugs every year. Give me a list."

The three men received the order and got out of the car one by one to do their work.

There was only one man left in the car.

He was still sitting in the passenger seat. After everyone left, he opened the door and got out, probably wanting to go around to the driver's seat.

But after getting off the car, he didn't rush over. He looked around the parking lot, found a shady place under a tree, squatted down, took out a lighter from his pocket, and lit it.

I don't know where he got the cigarette from, but he lit it. The cigarette butt was scarlet when it was lit. He bit it in his mouth, put the lighter away, and looked around.

This is a very small town. There is a milk tea shop opposite, a cigarette and alcohol store next door, and a small fruit stall on the other side. They are all family-owned, and the shops are connected to the residences.

The street is quite wide, with shops and residential buildings on both sides of the road. At this time, few people pass by.

Every minute, two or three cars, a dozen motorcycles and trams would pass by, raising grayish-white dust as their wheels rolled across the street.

The town's bus station was right next to him, with two weathered buses parked there. By parking in the back street at the north end of the main street, it became a bus station.

Xiao Musheng narrowed his eyes and slowly exhaled white smoke from his mouth, blurring his outline.

This small place is easy for him to find.

Belonging to an ordinary province, an ordinary city, and an ordinary county town, is this ordinary Qingshui Town.

It is neither developed nor backward, but it is the hardest to remember.

The sun was at its highest at this moment, so he looked up.

Xiao Musheng had the weather forecast for Beijing on his phone. When he got off the car, he took a look and saw that the temperature there had dropped to zero degrees.

If this happened in my hometown, it would have been cloudy for a week with a gentle breeze, so how could we see such a sunny day?

Across the street is probably the only milk tea shop in town, and it is very crowded.

But through the transparent glass door and curtain, Xiao Muye saw that there were not many people ordering milk tea. Most of them were sitting at the tables in the store playing games while connected to the wifi.

They were all young kids, probably in their teens, making a lot of noise.

Two trams came from the south, seemingly about to pass by here, but as they passed by they stopped as if attracted.

There were three boys on a tram. Xiao Musheng heard their surprised voices, as if they had discovered something extraordinary.

"Holy crap, whose wild Land Rover is parked here!"

"Do we have such nice cars in this small place?"

"I have to take a picture and post it on Kuaishou to show off. Whose life is this?"

"That's cool! This one's wild and lying on the roadside, no one wants it. Can I take it?"

Among the six boys, three have blond hair.

After getting out and walking around the car in amazement, I finally saw the man squatting under a tree not far away and smoking.

They were very familiar with each other and asked in a loud and casual voice, "Brother, is this your car?"

"It's okay to take pictures, brother. We won't touch your car, we'll just pretend to be cool, and then we'll blur out your license plate number after we're done."

Xiao Musheng bit the cigarette and made an 'OK' gesture.

Seeing this gesture, the six boys were so happy that they danced with joy as if they had won a prize.

"Thank you, brother. You are so handsome!"

"Super handsome, absolutely the most handsome man I have ever seen!"

After saying that, he excitedly went over to pose and queue up for the photo.

Xiao Musheng was amused and turned to stare at them for a few seconds.

A few little yellow-haired guys, just take a photo of a car and they will become the most handsome people.

There was a lot of chatter over there, and it seemed that they later started arguing about who should take the photo first and who should take the photo in the back row, but Xiao Musheng didn't pay much attention to it.

He saw the guys who were playing games in the milk tea shop opposite also came out. They were probably attracted by the light of the car and came over to take pictures.

A group of people were rushing around, their eyes focused on the bus, and they didn't notice a person carrying something and walking towards the station, and they bumped into each other.

The boy who bumped into someone opened his mouth and said something, and judging by his mouth shape, he was apologizing.

The man carrying the things didn't look up and continued walking towards the station.

The group of boys were heartless and crossed the road.

Knowing it was Xiao Musheng's car, they all walked to his side.

"Brother, can I take a photo with your car?"

"Brother, I want to take a photo with your car, too."

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

"Big brother."

When they came over, Xiao Musheng smelled an indescribable smell, very vague, barely audible, or even just a feeling.