Chapter 594 Strange Man
Chapter 594: Strange Man
The man stretched out his hand and steadily took the key that was passed through the crack in the door. The key was cold to the touch, with a hint of chill, and seemed to be tainted with the mysterious atmosphere of the house.
He leaned slightly sideways, inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it gently. With a slight "click", the big lock that imprisoned the secret of the yard opened.
The man then gently pushed open the door, and the door hinges made a harsh creaking sound, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet alley, as if it was a protest from the house that it did not want to be disturbed.
He turned sideways to signal Wang Jianguo to follow, and then led Wang Jianguo into the yard at a rapid pace. As soon as he entered the yard, Wang Jianguo was keenly aware of a different kind of silence.
The yard is not big, and the ground is paved with some broken stone slabs. Weeds are growing in the gaps. A few unknown green plants in the corners of the wall are swaying in the dim light, as if whispering stories of the past.
Directly in front of us was a slightly shabby house with its doors and windows tightly closed, exuding a cold and stern air that kept people at a distance.
However, before Wang Jianguo could take a closer look at his surroundings, the man's next move made him feel uneasy again.
The man turned around quickly and walked to the door again. He carefully left a narrow gap in the door.
Then he crouched down, reached his hand outside, and locked the door from the outside with a very skillful movement.
This series of actions was completed in one go without any delay, obviously having been rehearsed countless times.
Wang Jianguo saw this and couldn't help thinking: This move is really strange. They went to so much trouble. He thought that they probably didn't want people to know that there were people living here.
Could it be that there are some unspeakable secrets hidden in this house, or some shameful activities are taking place?
Or perhaps, in this treacherous black market, acting cautiously has long become their survival instinct. Even the opening and closing of a door is a matter of life and death.
Thinking of this, Wang Jianguo couldn't help but break out in a layer of sweat on his back, and he became more alert.
Knowing that the place you have stepped into is definitely not an ordinary place, you must be cautious with every step in the future. If you are not careful, you may fall into an irretrievable situation.
In the intricate alleys of the black market, the night seemed to be stained with ink, so thick that it could not be dissolved.
Wang Jianguo followed the man, turning around and around in a winding path, and finally arrived at a hidden house.
With a muffled "creak", the old, heavy, rusty door slowly opened, and a unique smell mixed with the fragrance of herbs and the smell of old decay wafted in the air.
Wang Jianguo carefully stepped over the threshold and entered the yard. The scene in the yard was a little messy but also somewhat mysterious.
Several unknown herbs were growing wildly in the corners, and shadowy houses were scattered around.
Some doors and windows are tightly closed, as if guarding some secrets, while others let in faint yellow lights, like eyes in the dark night, spying on the visitors.
He found a corner where there was an old stone bench. The bench surface was cold and rough, and after years of wear and tear, it was covered with dents of varying depths.
Wang Jianguo sat down slowly and was about to breathe a sigh of relief to relieve the fatigue from running all the way, but his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the young man who had just handed him the key.
The young man's name was Dou'er. He looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, and was so thin that he seemed like he could be blown down by a gust of wind.
He was wearing a coarse cloth shirt that was washed bleached and had several patches on it. His hair was a little messy, with a few strands of hair hanging mischievously in front of his forehead, covering his pair of clever eyes.
At this moment, Dou'er was standing not far away, unconsciously tugging at the corners of his clothes with both hands, his knuckles turning slightly white due to the force.
His eyes were full of caution and vigilance. He stared at Wang Jianguo without blinking, like a frightened little animal, wary of a strange intruder.
After a while, Dou'er seemed to be unable to suppress his doubts any longer. He ran to the man, tugged at the corner of his clothes, pulled him aside, and asked in a low voice:
"Brother, who is this? Why did you bring him home?"
The voice carried the youthfulness and nervousness unique to a teenager, as well as the fear of the unknown.
The man bent down slightly and put one hand on Dou'er's shoulder, as if to comfort him.
With his other hand, he gently brushed the dust off his clothes, his expression revealing a hint of complacency and cunning.
He cleared his throat, his voice not loud enough for Dou'er to hear, and said:
"Dou'er, he's a wealthy man I met on the black market."
As he spoke, he nodded in the direction of Wang Jianguo, and a trace of desire for money flashed in his eyes.
"You didn't see it. This guy was so generous. He showed a stack of big black tens without blinking an eye."
"The key is that he wants to buy life-saving medicine. We have a clear division of labor. You know that most of the medicine I have on hand are 'bad medicine' that can't be put on the table and can't do any good. How can they save people?"
The man shook his head slightly, a bitter smile on his face.
"But yours is different. You have all the good medicines and life-saving treasures hidden in your place, so I brought him here."
Having said that, the man paused and looked at Dou'er with a look of expectation and trust in his eyes.
"As for the price, it's up to you. You know the market best. We are brothers, and it's the same as before. I'll pay as soon as I can."
"If this deal goes through, we can all reap the benefits, and our lives will be more relaxed in the future."
The man's tone showed his reliance on Dou'er and his beautiful vision of this business, as if he had already seen a lot of money coming in.
After hearing what her brother said, Dou'er nodded slightly, but the vigilance in her eyes did not completely disappear.
He secretly glanced at Wang Jianguo again, secretly thinking about how to deal with this "rich man" who suddenly visited him.
And how to meet the other party's needs while ensuring your own safety in this business.
After all, in the world of the black market, every step is like walking on thin ice. If you are not careful, you may end up in an irretrievable situation.
The dim light flickered in the yard, as if performing a strange dance in this secret place, stretching the figure of the young man named Dou'er from time to time.
Dou'er stood there, his brows slightly furrowed, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He slightly opened his lips and slowly exhaled a breath.
The sigh seemed to carry many worries that he shouldn't have at his age, and it echoed softly in the quiet courtyard.
Then he raised his head and rolled his eyes at his brother beside him. His eyes were so big and round that the muscles at the corners of his eyes trembled slightly.
It seemed as if she was silently expressing her dissatisfaction with her brother's behavior - in the middle of the night, he brought a stranger home for no reason and asked her to deal with it. This was just asking for trouble.