Chapter 1302 This Place Is Not Strange

Li Xiangqian turned around and continued to walk towards the door. His back gradually went away and disappeared from Jia Zhang's sight. Jia Zhang stood there with a dull look in her eyes, as if she had lost her soul. Her hands fell weakly at her sides, and tears quietly fell again, but no one could see the pain in her heart at this moment.

She didn't know what else she could do. Was there anything she could save, or had this relationship been completely shattered by the cruel reality?

Li Xiangqian walked on the streets of the city. It was dark, the air was filled with the smell of moisture and dust, and the street lights were dim, illuminating a few scattered figures. He was not in a hurry to go home. His steps were steady and his eyes were a little blurry. That was the way he was most used to - like walking on the edge of the city, wandering between the hustle and bustle and silence. Life was originally like this night, indifferent but not without warmth, difficult to understand, but quietly profound.

He had no particular destination, just casually strolling on the street, as if to relax, or to clear some of his inner emotions. Just as he was crossing a street corner, his eyes suddenly focused slightly, his body paused slightly, and he stopped. It was an old building, the outer wall had long been mottled, the windows were closed, and through the dense iron fence, a beam of dim light could occasionally be seen from inside.

Li Xiangqian frowned slightly. He was not unfamiliar with this place. Originally, there were only a few shabby shops and messy residential buildings, but he knew that in the corners of this city, there were many unknown secrets hidden, and what he saw was only a small part of the surface.

He adjusted his breathing and approached the building quietly. He didn't intend to break in directly, but he vaguely felt that there seemed to be something unusual hidden inside. He pricked up his ears and listened attentively to the movements in the building. In the distance, he heard some low conversations, accompanied by occasional footsteps and some unrecognizable slight collisions of objects. It was a rhythmic sound, like some kind of secret agreement being carried out in a subtle way.

He gently turned the keychain in his hand, his fingertips caressed the cold metal, and gently pushed open the door on the side of the building. The door was not completely closed, but only slightly opened a gap, enough for him to peek into the scene inside. He did not dare to enter rashly, and stood at the door, quietly observing everything.

The scene inside was somewhat unusual. Two people stood in a dim corner. One of them was very familiar to him, He Yuzhu. The tall man who was always cold and serious, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he was often unpredictable. The other person was Xu Damao, who was slightly bloated, with sparse hair. He looked a little wretched, but his eyes were full of a bright light, as if hiding some deep meaning that others could not understand.

The two people were not far away from each other, standing very close to each other, with almost no objects to block their view. They did not speak, but exchanged something quietly. Li Xiangqian's eyes unconsciously focused on the two people, and his heartbeat slightly accelerated. As a person who often wanders in the undercurrent of the city, he clearly knows that this "transaction" between the two people is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.

Suddenly, He Yuzhu reached into his coat and took out a black leather bag. The bag shone faintly, like some kind of mysterious item. He handed the bag to Xu Damao. When Xu Damao took the bag, he smiled slightly, like a fox that had caught its prey. Li Xiangqian did not hear their specific conversation, but from Xu Damao's slight smile and He Yuzhu's serious expression, he vaguely sensed the significance of this transaction.

He didn't dare to approach rashly, because the transaction itself was a potential risk. The friendship between He Yuzhu and Xu Damao was not simple. Li Xiangqian knew that there were unknown forces behind these two people, and their confrontation at this time was likely to be some kind of exchange of interests, or even some kind of dangerous cooperation.

Just as Li Xiangqian was about to investigate further, He Yuzhu suddenly raised his head, as if he had noticed something. At that moment, Li Xiangqian's heart suddenly tightened, and his body involuntarily stopped breathing. He stared at He Yuzhu's back, as if he could feel that sharp gaze piercing through the air and pointing directly in his direction.

Fortunately, He Yuzhu did not turn around. His eyes seemed to just sweep across a certain place, and then he lowered his head and continued to exchange something with Xu Damao. Li Xiangqian breathed a sigh of relief, but his doubts became more and more serious. Obviously, He Yuzhu was very alert, and Xu Damao was the kind of person who looked lazy on the outside but was actually extremely cunning. The combination of the two was an unpredictable storm.

Li Xiangqian turned around and quietly left the corner without making any sound. He did not go home directly, but chose to go around in a big circle and continue to wander in the streets of the city. His mind kept echoing the scene he had just seen: the transaction between He Yuzhu and Xu Damao, what was in the bag? And why was it hidden so tightly?

He knew that his intuition was not wrong. There must be some extremely dangerous conspiracy behind this deal. Li Xiangqian did not want to get involved, but he knew that some things could no longer be ignored once they were known. Deep in his heart, an idea had quietly sprouted - no matter what, he had to find out the truth of this deal.

This city is full of intricate networks of relationships, and every slight change may change the direction of the entire situation. Li Xiangqian does not believe in luck. He knows that only through his own efforts can he find that faint light in this darkness.

The night still enveloped the earth, but Li Xiangqian's steps were still firm. He looked up at the dim lights in the distance, and gradually made up his mind. No matter how difficult the road ahead was, he would go on until the truth came out, until the things hidden in the shadows were finally exposed in broad daylight.

Li Xiangqian quickened his pace, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated involuntarily. The scene just now kept replaying in his mind. He Yuzhu's cold face and Xu Damao's cunning smile intertwined like two blades, cutting his inner peace. It was still a hazy night outside. The street lights were constantly shaking, illuminating the empty streets. The humidity in the air made his every step feel heavy.

Instead of going home, he walked to a less conspicuous cafe. The place was not big, but he knew that there were people here he could trust. Although he did not completely trust anyone, exchanging some information with a few familiar people would at least give him more assurance than fighting alone without any support.