Song Chengqi, Qi Weiwen and Jiuwenlong all the way to Liwan, and finally saw this welfare home called Tong'an Qishou Long and Young Nursing Center. This welfare home covers a considerable area. Even if the nursing home in Jiulong Village has been repaired by Song Chengqi, it is still the difference between a wooden house and a thousand-foot villa compared to this welfare home.

The welfare home is surrounded by mountains and seas. On the right, the unknown mountain of Liwan is on the left, and on the left is the sea water of Liwan. It does look like a place far away from the city and rest in peace and quiet.

At the top of the sign of Tong'an Qishou Long-term Nursing Center at the door, there is a small sign of Baoliang Bureau. At this time, the iron gate of the welfare home was closed. In a small post office next to it, two young men and women wearing eye-catching yellow social worker vests were chatting inside. Seeing Qi Weiwen, Song Chengqi and Jiuwenlong standing outside, the two walked out with a smile. The female social worker greeted the three: "Hello, three, this is Tong'an Qishou Long-term Nursing Center. Is there anything I can help you?"

But this sign, this scale, and the signs of these two social workers and the Baoliang Bureau made Song Chengqi and the other three retreat most of the suspicions. Song Chengqi was dusty and did not speak. The nine-patterned dragon held Song Chengqi's corner of clothes as if it were unknown, pointed at the door of the welfare home in his hand and gestured. In his mouth, Aba and Aba kept calling, and only Qi Weiwen introduced to the other party with a wry smile:

"Hello, I am from Tsuen Wan Cimin Zhaitang. This is a pair of grandparents who went to Zhaitang to take in today. Our haitang is small, with more than 20 beds already packed, and even three meals were reduced to two meals... I heard that there is still a place for the welfare home here, so I brought this grandparents to see if I could keep them here. The older one is healthy, but I am a little confused and rarely speaks. The young one is deaf and dumb. Except for his grandfather, no one can understand what he is gesturing there."

The female social worker smiled and looked at Song Chengqi and Jiuwenlong, and said in a little embarrassed manner: "The people in this hospital are already full. Why don't I help you register with this elder sister? When there is a bed in the future, we will contact Cimin Zhaitang to pick up people?"

"I can't even squeeze the two of them?" Qi Weiwen didn't expect that more than a dozen old men of Chu Ming and the others were accepted, and the two of them who brought Song Chengqi and Jiuwenlong were rejected.

The female social worker shook her head: "I'm sorry, I really can't help you."

"Okay, thank you, let's go to other welfare homes for a walk." After Qi Weiwen thanked the female social worker, she turned around and signaled that Song Chengqi followed him along the way with Jiuwenlong until she got on the rickshaw and turned a corner and confirmed that the people in the welfare home could no longer see him. Qi Weiwen asked the driver to stop the car and look at Song Chengqi: "Sir Song, you don't stop here if you see anyone. Could it be..."

"No!" Song Chengqi said firmly: "Even if Ziming leaves, he will only return to the nursing home and will not leave by himself."

After he finished speaking, he thought with a dark face. After two or three minutes, he turned his head and stared at Qi Weiwen with a flickering eyes: "Have you ever seen a welfare home that came to pick up people in person? This is the one! The Kowloon Nursing Home is where they came to the door to ask that if they couldn't live, they could send half of the elderly and children. The people of Laming also called and sent people to take them away in trucks. If the Hong Kong Welfare Home is really so good, there would be so many poor people. They are not not accepting people, but they only accepting poor people who have been confirmed by their identities. We have been homeless in nursing homes. We take the initiative to go to the door, and they don't believe us."

"Then what should we do next? I have asked Yan Ni to bring people to come and break in and find out where Uncle La Ming?" Qi Weiwen didn't expect this. At this time, he heard Song Chengqi talk about the suspicious points of the welfare home, and he also felt that it was indeed a bit strange: "But the sign with the sign of Baoliang Bureau, Yan Ni would lead people to break in, I'm afraid..."

The logo of the Po Leung Bureau is not casually hung. Not to mention that Chen Yanni is the head of the Twelve Golden Chai Sister of Mong Kok, even the local Raptors who are from Hong Kong and the characters are probably afraid to take action when they see this logo.

If Chen Yanni leads people to break into the welfare home under the Baoliang Bureau, if they anger the dozens or hundreds of wealthy Chinese bosses of the Baoliang Bureau, those people don’t even have to show their faces, and they can kill Chen Yanni, who has just stood firm, with just a casual word.

"No, I jumped around to the right side of the welfare home and jumped in. After entering, an elderly person like me should not be so noticeable. Besides, no one dares to pretend to be the Baoliang Bureau sign?" Song Chengqi took a deep breath and looked in the direction of the welfare home: "I always feel that Lu Ming is still waiting for me inside."

While talking, he had already got off the car and did not walk along the road towards the welfare home, but went straight into the forest. It seemed that he wanted to jump from the middle of the mountain to the back wall of the welfare home to check the details.

"I'll jump in with Master Song. Sister Wen, don't worry, wait for others here." Jiuwenlong said to Qi Weiwen, and also got into the forest and chased Song Chengqi.

The two of them walked through the mountains and forests, circled a lot, and finally arrived outside the back wall of the welfare home. The hem of Song Chengqi's long gown was tucked by him, and his feet were slowly walking forward step by step, with his ears almost pressed against the wall to listen to whether there was any sound inside the wall. Jiuwenlong originally wanted to persuade Song Chengqi to be old, so it would be better to let him do this by himself. After all, Song Chengqi was old in his eyes and was an old master. Not to mention jumping over the wall, it might be a bit difficult to climb up the wall. After all, the walls of this welfare home are designed a bit high, and when you glance at your eyes, you can see that it is nearly four meters high. Even Jiuwenlong himself may not be able to guarantee success when he can help the run and climb the wall.

"Along, stand up against the wall and don't move." Song Chengqi lowered his voice to Jiuwenlong and said, "I'll step on your head later."

Jiuwenlong looked at the height and felt that Song Chengqi was stepping on him and stretching his arms out. It was estimated that the possibility of touching the wall was not high. However, before he could give his own opinion, Song Chengqi had already lifted the hem of the long shirt and tucked it around his waist, retreated more than ten meters back, took a deep breath, and stepped on his cloth shoes into the mud!

The old man's eyes widened and rushed towards the back wall with force.

"Is Master Song a martial arts master?" Song Chengqi's style scared Jiuwenlong, but when Song Chengqi rushed to him and stepped on the wall next to him for the first time, Jiuwenlong sighed.

Because Song Chengqi's kick is neither high nor low, he can only step on the height of Jiuwenlong's lower abdomen. The first kick starts so low, and the second step may not be able to step on top of his head.

Sure enough, Song Chengqi, who was moving neatly, stepped on Jiuwenlong's shoulder with his second foot. Just when Jiuwenlong felt that this time it would be a failure, Song Chengqi pushed his feet hard on Jiuwenlong's head, and tried his best to lever upwards. He quickly grabbed the wall with his hands, lifted his arms upwards, and flipped in!

Only Jiuwenlong was stunned. Song Chengqi's movement seemed to him not as handsome as a master. It was inconsistent with the old man's momentum when he lifted his long gown and stepped on his running. The movements of three feet on the wall and his head were not beautiful, but they were quite practical. They looked like Western sports movements, not like Kung Fu.

After commenting on Song Chengqi's actions, he thought of a problem. Master Song stepped on him and flipped in. He was slightly limping on his leg. It was still unknown whether he could flip in.

He hurriedly retreated and helped, but he failed to try twice in a row. He didn't dare to rest for a while and took a few breaths. Jiuwenlong finally barely hung his hands on the wall for the third time and flipped into the back wall of the welfare home neatly.

He used it three times before coming in. Four or five minutes had passed. After landing, he found that this was a backyard. The places near the back wall were all weeds and trees to be pruned. You can see a reservoir in the yard in the distance for storing water.

"Aren't you waiting for me?" He stood up straight and looked around but couldn't find Song Chengqi's figure. He walked out of the grass. Not far away, he saw a few young men wearing social worker's vests rushing over with wooden sticks in their hands, and saw Jiuwenlong at first glance.

"This old mute monkey kept pointing at the backyard, and someone jumped in!" said the young man in charge holding a wooden stick.

Jiuwenlong saw Song Chengqi timidly following the social worker. The old mute monkey in the young man's mouth was obviously referring to Song Chengqi. Seeing Jiuwenlong looking at him, Song Chengqi shook his head slightly while the person was not paying attention.

"You can't beat me. I came in just to steal some food. I was hungry for several days." Seeing that Song Chengqi was not going to let him recognize him, Jiuwenlong spoke directly and said to a few young men with bad expressions.

"Steal something? Don't you go to the city to steal here? You're fooling!" The young man waved his hand, and four or five companions gathered at the Jiuwenlong with wooden sticks and prepared to finish the fight first.

Seeing Jiuwenlong fighting with the other party, Song Chengqi pretended to be frightened, turned around and ran towards the building in front, and disappeared into the door of the second floor of the shelter building in the blink of an eye.

After entering this shelter building, Song Chengqi saw that at this time, the middle-aged and elderly people in the corridor were wandering with silly faces, dressed in rags, and were as thin as human. Some of these people stuffed the things in their hands and swallowed them. Song Chengqi saw that the things were clearly dust and even mud scraped off the wall.

The iron doors of each storage room on the floor were locked, with only a small visiting hole. Looking outward, there were at least six or seven people in each storage room were placed on the ground, with several tattered quilts, all of which were middle-aged and elderly people, not even a clean bucket, and they were smelly and pungent. Most of the people who were admitted were curled up and lying motionless, occasionally someone moved, and they were also pulling out cotton wool from the hole in the quilt and sending it into their mouths to satisfy their hunger!

"Larrow."

"Larrow!"

"Larrow!"

Song Chengqi walked past one by one, calling Li Ming's name. He walked past all the shelter rooms on the first floor, and finally heard the response in the last room:

"Sir Song?"

The voice was not lame, but the old man who came to the welfare home with Lame. He was originally lying weakly on the ground. Seeing Song Chengqi outside the window, the strength burst out from somewhere, he struggled to get up and pounced on the iron gate. His thin hands were slid against the window, and his eyes were shouting in despair: "Sir Song, help! Help! The people who were taken in here are locked up here and take them to draw blood for the doctor every one or two days! It turns out that the dozen children they brought from the Nursing Home were not seen, and they heard that they were sold! Lame Ming, Lame Ming was knocked unconscious in this room, and he never saw anyone again. Mostly he was dead! Mr. Song, save me!"
Chapter completed!