City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident

On December 22, 2020, the weather was overcast and cloudy.

There are still two and a half days left before Christmas Eve, less than seventy-two hours.

Towards noon, it became cloudy and turned to heavy rain.

The prefecture-level city next to Yangcheng is Zen City.

Dong Dong Dong...

In front of the door of Room 402, Ye Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at the house number above, then took off his hood, raised his hand, and knocked the door firmly and forcefully.

After a while, I heard footsteps and voices inside the door.

"you are?"

"Oh...I remembered you!"

"You are Mr. Huang's friend. Please come in quickly. Mr. Huang has taken his children out to play. He should be back soon."

The middle-aged aunt in simple clothes looked at Ye Yuan, and then said repeatedly.

Ye Yuan had a gentle face, put on his slippers, and walked into the living room.

Sitting on the sofa, he noticed an old book that was often read next to him..

Taking advantage of the situation

, Ye Yuan raised his eyebrows and flipped through it. It was a Buddhist scripture.

Wang Changjiang's middle-aged housekeeper Huang Chuan was a very capable person. He was also cold-hearted and cruel, otherwise he would not be trusted. , to personally handle one black matter after another for the master.

"All conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning, and should be observed in this way..."

Ye Yuan softly read a sentence from this Buddhist scripture.

……

At this moment when it was raining heavily outside the window, inside the house, Ye Yuan read the Buddhist scripture carefully.

He was in a peaceful mood, as if he had forgotten the purpose of his trip.

Until the door opens again.

Ye Yuan pressed the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and looked towards the foyer with interest.

"friend?!"

Not far away, the sound of Huang Chuan's mood changing obviously came.

The footsteps were dull and hurried.

Soon.

Huang Chuan, Wang Changjiang's middle-aged housekeeper, appeared in front of Ye Yuan. At the same time, his eyes also caught Ye Yuan's eyes. Far away.

Huang Chuan's pupils shrank, his body became weak, he staggered and backed up in front of the shoe cabinet.

……

"You are indeed not dead."

The children and the nanny all entered the room. Huang Chuan sat next to Ye Yuan, forced himself to calm down, and said

"It's raining outside, and I'm playing with my children outside..."

Ye Yuan didn't respond, just glanced out the window and replied.

"In the mall next door. Huang

Chuan said

"Have you been back here more frequently recently?"

"This is also because of you…"

……

"Okay, put me down from here."

At noon. Huang Chuan drove the car back to Yangcheng. Ye Yuan was sitting in the passenger seat.

Ye Yuan suddenly said at the side of the aisle.

In front of the second car, Ye Yuan pushed himself through the gap in the seat. A thin piece of hair fell in his palm, then he held up the black umbrella and watched Huang Chuan's car leave.

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Age: 48 ケDescription: Top steward. The car disappeared in his eyes. Huang Chuan, Wang Changjiang's middle-aged butler, was an important node in the path.

Looking back, Ye Yuan held an umbrella and looked at the hillside beside the national highway and some ahead. tunnel. He raised his head and took in the roads and slopes in front and back with clear eyes. The rain fell on the umbrella and formed a pitter-pattering curtain in front of Ye Yuan's eyes.

…

……

December 22, 2020, 15:21 pm.

Nansha District, close to the estuary of the Pearl River, a three-story self-built house in the countryside.

Ye Yuan walked into the courtyard from the side door.

Li Ruobing, who was reading beside the window sash on the second floor, noticed Ye Yuan's figure for the first time. A smile as beautiful as a lotus bloomed on her cold face in an instant.

In front of the building.

Ye Yuan's eyes met Li Ruobing's eyes and he nodded gently.

Name: Li Ruobing.

Age: 28 years old.ケ

Potential rating: 9 points.

Current ability score: 7 points.

Description: She can help you take charge of an entire huge business empire...

After recent contact, Lu Erli calculated Li Ruobing's potential score and rated it at 9 points.

This may be the highest level talent potential that Ye Yuan has encountered in a long period of time.

……

Ye Yuan walked into the three-story building.

He stood outside Yang Xianmin's studio, knocked on the door, and after receiving the answer, opened the door and walked in.

It is larger than the previous studio in Zhujiang Villa, and the entire wall is covered with densely packed screen monitors.

Yang Xianmin is monitoring the important locations in Yangcheng that Ye Yuan asked her to pay attention to.

"I need you to help me make some screenings..."

Ye Yuan looked at the screen, put his palm on Yang Xianmin's shoulder, and said

……

15:37:29 pm.

Yangcheng, Huadu District, an old-fashioned residential complex.

It's not a big house, with two bedrooms.

In the dimly lit living room, a Bodhisattva is enshrined, and thick sandalwood incense surrounds the room.

There was an old lady, with her hands clasped together, and she was chanting in a low voice in front of the Bodhisattva.

"mom!"

"mom!"

At this moment

, excited shouts suddenly came from the room.

Followed closely...A girl in pajamas, probably in her thirties, ran out.

"I grabbed two special tickets to Shanghai and beyond. The total return for the two of us only cost 430 yuan!"

"Just in time, we and I will go together the day after tomorrow. Don’t you like to worship Buddha? I remember there are many ancient temples in Shanghai and the surrounding areas!"

The girl in her thirties, her face flushed, said one after another.

……

15:41:29 pm.

Yangcheng, Tianhe District.

A dirty bachelor pad.

In front of the cold light of the computer screen, a fat man wearing thick glasses showed joy on his face.

He was a little emotional.

Immediately afterwards, he coughed violently.

I held my chest tightly with my hands... it took a while before my breathing became much easier.

……

Three-story self-built building.

Ye Yuan looked at the string of codes in front of Yang Xianmin's screen with burning eyes.

This era is the era of big data.

Everyone has unknowingly left footprints on the cloud of the Internet, forming a whole personal database.

There are too many treasures hidden in the Internet…

------------，--------------，--------------，--------------，--------------，------, ps: My head will explode!

Still thinking about it...

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