Binjiang Police Affairs

Chapter 1413: Chapter 215: So It Was Him!

The senior has gone out to attract investment, and Han Han has gone to Si Gang with her grandparents.

The Rescue Boat Team’s annual military training and political education concluded smoothly. Han Yu, having nothing to do, felt free and headed to a newly opened hotpot restaurant on Youth Road with Xiao Yu, who also had no supervision, to enjoy self-service hotpot.

At 28 yuan per person, it’s not particularly expensive, but it’s not cheap either.

Even though Xiao Yu was treating, Han Yu was determined to get his money’s worth. For drinks, no thanks for now; no desserts either—if he was going to eat, it would be meat!

However, despite the unlimited beef and mutton, after the first round of diners grabbed them all, there was a long delay in restocking.

Xiao Yu went a few times with his plate and finally managed to get two portions of meat. Sitting down, he started to grumble as he was cooking the meat.

"What kind of service is this? I told them to hurry up, and they gave me attitude!"

There wasn’t much beef and mutton, but they ate quite a bit of other dishes.

Han Yu felt a bit full, rubbing his stomach and laughing, "They didn’t mind us being cheap, so let’s not mind their bad service."

Xiao Yu looked at the pile of bones and shells on the plates and couldn’t help but laugh, "True, we got our money’s worth."

"This shrimp isn’t very fresh; don’t get more after finishing these."

"Okay."

"By the way, why didn’t Xiao Chen come?" freewebnσvel.cѳm

"If he came, I couldn’t have. Bailong Port can’t be left unattended."

"That’s true." Han Yu realized, continuing to eat freshly cooked pomfret fish while curiously asking, "Where to in the afternoon?"

Xiao Yu looked back and chuckled, "Of course, to the internet café. I haven’t gone online at an internet café for ages."

"There’s no internet café in Four Factory?"

"Nope, only Linghai has them, and I can’t just pop over to Linghai for internet."

"So you’re not just treating me to hotpot, but later treating me to internet too?"

"I topped up money and got a card. It doesn’t cost much for two people to go online."

His salary is for mortgage payments, and his is truly pocket money.

Han Yu was quite envious, maybe a tad jealous, unable to resist the reminder, "I know you have money, but you shouldn’t waste it."

"I know—I haven’t splurged, apart from going online. I haven’t done anything else." Xiao Yu put down his chopsticks and patted his pocket, speaking mysteriously, "I’ve been saving money every month, but you must keep it a secret. Otherwise, everyone will borrow money from me, easy to lend but hard to get back, might even end in a fight."

It wasn’t easy to borrow his money, though exceptions included himself, Senior Brother, and Xu Haoran.

Han Yu was just marveling at having such a good brother when a man in his fifties who seemed familiar but whose origins eluded him walked in with a heavily made-up middle-aged woman.

Although Binjiang is a prefecture-level city, it’s still a small city. Few women wear makeup, so the entry of this middle-aged woman attracted a lot of diners’ attention.

Xiao Yu followed Han Yu’s gaze and muttered, "Painting her face like a ghost, what’s she thinking?"

The makeup was indeed a bit scary, making it hard to look directly.

Yet Han Yu was more curious about the man, whispering, "The man across from her looks familiar. Do you know him?"

"Across from her, with his back to me, I can’t see."

"Go try and check, maybe he’s an acquaintance."

"Sure."

This is the city area, quite distant from Bailong Port.

If they could bump into a fellow Bailong Port native in the city, that’d be delightful.

Xiao Yu was equally intrigued, took his empty plate pretending to get food, and circled around.

Once he sat back down, Han Yu leaned in and asked, "Did you recognize him?"

"He looks a tad familiar," Xiao Yu said, eating a piece of fruit he’d just picked, "but I can’t place where I’ve seen him. Judging by his accent, he’s probably from East Sea."

"Did you hear him speak?"

"Yeah, he said there’s self-service hotpot in East Sea too, but with more dishes and better ones than here."

"East Sea person, East Sea person... I remember now. What’s he doing in Binjiang!"

"Who is he?"

"Ye Xingguo, back in the day, he was involved in currency trafficking with Jack Zhang."

"So that’s why he seemed familiar. Should we go say hello?"

"Why say hello? Besides, I’ve changed so much he might not recognize me even sitting in front of him."

Xiao Yu couldn’t help but peek again, whispering, "I remember you asked Jack Zhang about him—Jack said he lost contact with Xingguo, didn’t know where he was, didn’t know what he was up to. He’s an East Sea native. Why would he think of returning to Binjiang?"

Han Yu pondered and said, "He does have a few distant relatives in Linghai."

"Having relatives in Linghai is not the same as having relatives in the city. For someone as streetwise as him, disappearing for so many years and suddenly showing up in our Binjiang, he must be up to no good."

"Go over again, see if you can hear what he’s talking about with that woman."

"Alright."

Xiao Yu went along with the flow.

Han Yu didn’t stay idle, weighing his options before getting up and heading to the restroom. At the restroom entrance, he used his phone to dial Zhang Asheng’s number.

"President, what prompts you to call me? Where are you right now? I’m dining with Director Liu and the others, care to join us..."

Jack Zhang is doing exceptionally well in the Linghai Development Zone. If not for his past, he might have become a Political Consultative Conference Member by now.

Han Yu steadied his nerves and said, "President Zhang, have you been in touch with Ye Xingguo?"

Zhang Asheng was surprised, almost forgotten, and asked, "No, haven’t been in touch for many years. Why do you ask?"

"I saw him; he’s in Binjiang."

"What’s he doing in Binjiang?" freewёbnoνel.com

"I don’t know."

"Where is he now?"