Chapter 44： (1/2)

Fu Ting drove the car and brought Fu Jianchen to the rental house where Fu Zhen once lived. Fu Jianchen looked up at the building in front of him. The old building was at risk in the wind. It collapsed at this time, and the strong wind a few days ago blew part of the wall away. The fallen bricks and cement piled up in a small pile on the west, covered with a layer of plastic garbage.

Fu Jianchen suddenly remembered how he looked when he saw Fu Zhen here last time, and the bitterness spread to his heart little by little.

Xu Shi was timid about the homesickness. The two of them looked downstairs for a long time and did not move. Until the sky gradually dimmed, and the twilight became four, Fu Jianchen only then moved a little. He said to Fu Ting next to him, ”Go up. Right.”

But now they don't even know which floor Fu Zhen lives on. Fortunately, the private investigator was careful enough when Fu Ting asked the secretary to investigate Fu Zhen last time.

Fu Ting called the secretary. The secretary told Fu Ting on the other end of the phone, ”It should be on the sixth floor. I remember the house number should be 0609.”

Passing through the narrow and old dim corridor, Fu Jianchen and the others stopped outside 0609's door. In depressed silence, Fu Jianchen raised his hand and knocked on the door in front of him.

The person who opened the door was not Fu Zhen, but the landlord here. He came in to clean up the vacant room after Fu Zhen and Jiang Hengshu left. He was obviously taken aback when he saw Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting outside the door. Individuals don’t dress like they are going to rent a house.

So the landlord naturally asked them: ”Who are you looking for?”

Looking over the landlord in front of him, Fu Jianchen could clearly see all the furnishings in the messy living room. From these furnishings, he could fully guess the environment in which Fu Zhen lived.

Fu Jianchen did not dare to imagine that his former treasure had lived in such an environment for so long. Fu Jianchen still didn't know that Fu Zhen's living conditions were actually worse than what he saw now. His throat seemed to be poured into a bowl of molten iron, and even if he opened his mouth, he couldn't make any sound. He didn't speak for a long time.

The surprise in the landlord’s eyes gradually became impatient in their long silence. When they were about to close the door, Fu Ting asked, ”Is Fu Zhen here?”

It turns out that these two people came to Fu Zhen. Could it be that Fu Zhen owes them money? The landlord made some irrelevant guesses and replied: ”Fu Zhen, he moved away some time ago.”

Fu Ting was taken aback for a moment, and asked quickly: ”Where did he move to?”

”Where do we know?” The landlord shook his head. ”He moved out with another person.”

Fu Jianchen was finally able to make a sound, and he asked the landlord, ”What does that person look like?”

The landlord shook his head, and said based on his own impression: ”It looks pretty and tall, with blue eyes.”

The landlord did not say Jiang Hengshu's name.

Fu Ting immediately thought of seeing two people walking away holding hands on the street outside the Fountain Square that day.

”I know him,” Fu Ting said to Fu Jianchen, ”I met him.”

Fu Jianchen turned his head to look at Fu Ting, and asked him, ”Have you seen him?”

Fu Ting nodded. That night, the long shadows of the two people almost stuck together under the street lamp.

If Fu Jianchen knew who the landlord was talking about, he would know that he had actually met him. On the day he brought Tang Wanwan to find Fu Zhen, it was the man who rescued his treasure from the abyss of suffering. , Holding him step by step to break free of the mud.

The landlord thought their conversation was a bit weird and asked, ”Who are you Fu Zhen?”

After a long silence, Fu Jianchen replied, ”I am his father.”

The landlord actually laughed, shook his head and said to Fu Jianchen, ”It doesn't look like it.”

If there was a father like Fu Jianchen, how could that little **** have lived with him for such a long time? He had seen Fu Zhen's leg pained and grinning on a rainy day, he had seen him running and tired for medicine money, and had seen him The appearance of hiding in hiding...

I just haven't seen him under his father's wings.

They had always thought that Fu Zhen had no relatives, and now two well-dressed men came here, and one of them claimed to be his father, which was really funny.

The landlord took a lot of effort to resist his desire to laugh. The main reason was that he felt that he might be beaten if he laughed at this time. The two big men on the other side seem to exercise regularly. The body is definitely not the opponent of the other party.

The landlord thought that the two people asked about it, and it was time to leave, but Fu Jianchen suddenly asked, ”Can I see the house he lived in before?”

There was nothing shameful about that house. The landlord took the key and led them to the house where Fu Zhen had lived. He unscrewed the lock on the door, opened the door and said to Fu Jianchen, ”He lives here. ”

Fu Jianchen walked in. The room in front of him was small, with an area of ​​less than ten square meters. There was a single bed against the wall and no other furniture. This room is too small and too small. Not only is it difficult to turn around, but the air for breathing has become scarce.