Chapter 197 Slums

Song Yan brought two beautiful bodyguards to the central villa of Zhongcheng International.

He looked at the two women and said, "You will live here in the future. Anyway, there are many rooms, you can just choose two."

"Yes, sir."

The two women said in unison, but the tone was still very dull.

Song Yan continued: "As for your meal, there are kitchen utensils in this villa that you can make yourself. If you don't want to do it yourself, you can go out to eat. By the way, and your salary, tentatively set at 12 million a year, Give me your card number, and I will advance your salary for one year in advance!"

Hearing that Song Yan offered them such a high salary, the two women's cold faces finally became a little moved.

Leng Xue said, "Young master, you don't need to pay us a salary."

Song Yan waved his hand: "I'm not a black-hearted capitalist, give me your card number."

"Yes, sir."

The two women didn't say anything else, and each reported Song Yan a card number, and Song Yan was unambiguous, and directly credited each of them 13 million.

After receiving a text message from the bank, Leng Xue said again: "Master, why is there an extra million?"

"This million is for your living expenses and clothing expenses!" Song Yan said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master!" The two girls said gratefully.

Song Yan waved his hand again: "You're welcome, you work for me, I can't treat you badly, so you don't have to follow me during this period of time, you first get familiar with the terrain of Xiaxiang City!"

"Master, before we received the order, we have completely memorized the topography of Xiangcheng in our hearts, so we don't need to investigate anymore!" Leng Xue replied.

"That's it, then you go shopping, I won't leave Xiangcheng during this time, and you will follow after you leave Xiangcheng!"

"But young master, our order is to protect you personally!" Leng Xue said stubbornly.

Song Yan didn't want to show off with two female bodyguards, so he said solemnly, "You are my bodyguards now, so you should obey my orders. You can do whatever I want you to do, understand?"

There was a hint of hesitation on their faces, but they finally nodded.

After placing two bodyguards, Song Yan set off for the school.

After school, Han Sha sent Song Yan a message and asked him to wait for him near the school.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Han Sha walked out of the school and found Song Yan's car, walked over quickly, opened the car door and sat up.

"Sister Sha, did you ask me to wait for you here?" Song Yan grabbed Han Sha's smooth little hand and rubbed her hand. Since breaking through that relationship, Han Sha didn't want him to call her teacher again.

"Don't be a hooligan, I have something to tell you."

Han Sha withdrew her palm and said solemnly, "Wang Ziming has not come to class for four days. His family is relatively poor and has no telephone. I plan to go to his house to see what is going on, but Wang Ziming lives in a slum, that It's a mess, so I want you to come with me."

He still has some understanding of Wang Ziming and Song Yan. He was abandoned by his parents since he was a child and lived with his grandma who picked up garbage. His family was poor, his grades were poor, and his personality was relatively weak, so he had a very weak presence in the class.

If it was Yan Weimin, if a student like Wang Ziming didn't come to the school, I'm afraid it would be exactly what he wanted.

But Han Sha is different. She treats students equally, and will not look down on students with poor grades.

The so-called slums are actually urban villages.

The people who live here are the bottom of the society and suffering haha.

Song Yan did not drive the car into the urban village, because the streets here are very narrow, and there are many small businesses and hawkers operating on the roads, so driving is not as fast as walking.

After parking the car, the two walked into the urban village together.

The smell in the air is not good, and the street floor is also very dirty. There are garbage peels and rotten vegetable leaves everywhere. In addition, there was a heavy rain yesterday, and the potholes and streets that have been in disrepair will occasionally appear turbid. puddle.

"Wang Ziming's home is here!" Han Sha pointed to a low adobe house.

"I'll knock on the door!"

Song Yan grabbed the door knocker and knocked on the door a few times, making a muffled sound, but there was no response in the room.

"Isn't it not at home?" Han Sha said.

As soon as his mind moved, Song Yan activated the magical power of perspective, and found that the room was completely empty.

"No one should be home, why don't we wait?" Song Yan looked at Han Sha and asked.

"Then wait!"

After waiting for more than half an hour, Wang Ziming still didn't come back. Just as an uncle passed by, Song Yan stopped him and asked, "Uncle, do you know Wang Ziming?"

"Yes, I live next door!"

The uncle pointed to the tile house next door.

"Then do you know when he will come back?" Song Yan continued to ask.

Suddenly, there was a hint of vigilance on the uncle's face: "Who are you?"

"I'm his classmate Song Yan, and this is his teacher Han Sha. No, he hasn't come to school for four days, so Mr. Han asked me to accompany her to see what's going on?" In order to prove himself Song Yan took his student ID, and Han Sha also showed her work ID to the uncle.

"Well, if you don't dislike it, go to my house and talk!" The uncle looked around nervously.

Song Yan looked at Han Sha, who nodded.

So, the two followed the uncle to his house, the uncle Xinyang, the old resident of the village in the city.

Uncle Yang poured a glass of water for Song Yan and Han Sha, and then sighed: "Xiao Ming was abandoned by his biological parents since he was a child, and lived with the lonely old lady Wang. In the evening four days ago, Mrs. Wang was there. When I was picking up the garbage, I was beaten to death by someone. Because I found it too late, I let go before I was sent to the hospital.

But I heard that it seems that Mrs. Wang saw something she shouldn't have seen, and then she ran to the police station to call the police. No, she was severely injured as soon as she left the police station. "

"Who did it, even the old lady can do it!" Han Sha said angrily.

The uncle shook his head: "I don't know about this, but Xiao Ming seems to know who did it. After taking care of Mrs. Wang's funeral with the help of the neighbors, he left and never came back.

Not long after he left, there would be a group of people wandering around from time to time, and they also asked around about Xiao Ming's whereabouts. It seemed that Xiao Ming had cut their eldest brother injured! "

Having said this, the uncle sighed again: "I grew up watching that kid Xiaoming, he is usually well-behaved and sensible, and he is also very kind, and he is also very polite to our neighbors. I think he must know to hurt Mrs. Wang. The murderer will kill people.

You are his teachers and classmates. If you can help, please help him. That kid is really pitiful! "

Walking out of Uncle Yang's house, Han Sha's heart was very heavy. Unexpectedly, so many things happened in Wang Ziming's house in just a few days.

Seeing this, Song Yan grabbed her hand and said softly, "Sister Sha, don't worry, I will handle this matter!"

But at this moment, Song Yan discovered that four men with bad expressions had come up from the surrounding area and surrounded them faintly.

"Two people, come with us if you know each other!" A flat-headed man led coldly.

Song Yan faintly felt that these four people should be the group of people who searched for Wang Ziming as Uncle Yang said. In order to find out the truth, he nodded: "Okay, let's go with you!"