I haven't eaten beef noodles for a long time, but when I saw it, I suddenly felt a sense of intimacy.

"Boss, come and have a bowl of beef noodles." Ye Min lifted the light blue transparent leather curtain, looked at the small shop that was not big, and shouted inside.

The store is really not big, with only six tables. On one side is a color-printed beef noodles on the wall, and on the other side is a mirror, which actually expands the visual effect.

Maybe it was because there was no one in the night market during the day, and the shop was deserted at this time. Ye Min could hear someone talking in the back hall, but she couldn't see anyone.

"What do you want to eat for a little girl?" A woman in her forties and fifties trotted out from behind with a rag.

"Auntie, I want a bowl of beef noodles, more chili, and don't add garlic sprouts."

"Oh, okay, okay, you can sit for a while, and it will be fine soon." After saying that, he hurried into the back hall, leaving Ye Min alone to observe.

"Miss, don't add garlic sprouts to your noodles, but have more peppers." Soon, a bowl of fragrant beef noodles was brought out by a boy and placed in front of Ye Min.

"Thank you." In politeness, Ye Min raised her head and said.

"Huopan?!" Unexpectedly, the thin boy opposite him screamed in surprise.

"Han Lin?" Ye Min was also stunned. After a while, she recognized the person in front of her.

"Huo Pan, I didn't expect you to remember me." Han Lin scratched the back of his head embarrassedly and said shyly as he looked at Ye Min.

"We were classmates at the beginning, how could I not remember you?" Ye Min said to him with some amusement.

When she first got into Lancheng No. 1 Middle School, she did work as a deskmate with Han Lin for a year. However, afterwards, Han Lin was defeated because of poor grades, and the two never had any interactions again. Unexpectedly, they could meet here.

"Me, that..." When Ye Min mentioned that he was studying, Han Lin seemed even more cramped.

"You haven't said that, why are you here? This is your store?" Ye Min asked softly, looking at his thin and powerful arms and leather apron on his body.

"Well, the college entrance examination results are not good, and I feel that I have no intention of repeating the exam, so I followed my parents here to take over my father's business."

Seeing that Ye Min had no look of contempt, Han Lin gradually let go and mentioned his current situation, he became much more calm.

"You, eat it quickly. The noodles will become wilted later. You can eat it first. I'll cook two dishes for you later."

I originally wanted to talk about something, but when Han Lin saw the steaming beef noodles in front of Ye Min, he realized that he hurriedly finished speaking and then strode to the kitchen.

"..." Before Ye Min could stop him, his figure had disappeared.

"Does your daughter want something to drink?" Soon, the middle-aged woman who had come out came out with a plate and enthusiastically took care of Ye Min.

"No need, aunt, you all sit down and eat. I'm full." Ye Min quickly stood up and said embarrassedly.

Ye Min met his classmates in Kyoto for the first time and felt quite novel.

"Eat, don't be polite. They are what you usually eat at home, don't dislike it." Han Lin put two plates on the small dining table before wiping his hands and sitting down.

"Well, uncle won't eat together?" Ye Min spoke unconsciously and soon realized something was wrong.

Because after she finished speaking, she saw that the faces of the mother and son changed.

"You eat first, you eat first." Han's mother finished speaking, wiped her tears and entered the back hall.

"Han Lin, I..." Ye Min was about to stand up again with a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, my dad just disappeared last month." Although his tone was calm, Ye Min still saw his grief and resentment from his micro-expression.

"Han Lin, sorry, I, I don't know..."

"No, this is the fact, it has nothing to do with you, but we have reacted too much to scare you."

He quickly calmed down his emotions, and Han Lin barely said with a stiff smile.

"I, uncle is sick or?" This man couldn't have disappeared just because he said nothing.

Although Han Lin is a few years older than him, his parents should be about the same age as Huo Donglin and others. There is no reason why they disappeared so early.

"My dad was hit and killed by someone!" Han Lin suddenly lost control of his emotions and spoke viciously.

"Hmm?" Ye Min didn't expect that she asked casually, and even asked a secret.

"That morning, my dad rode a tricycle to purchase goods as usual. No one expected that he would never come back when he went out."

Han Lin said, his hands on the table clenched into fists. Ye Min knew that he was trying his best to endure the pain in his heart.

"It was noon and he hadn't come back yet. I was worried. I realized that he was hit by a car when he went out. It was all my fault. If I had gone out earlier, my dad would definitely be able to save him..."

As he said that, he held his head with his hands and sat there in pain.

"Han Lin, the dead are gone, you are mourning and following the changes."

Ye Min looked at him at a loss, really didn't know what else she could say except for this dry sentence.

In front of life, all language will appear pale and powerless.

Moreover, looking at Han Lin's expression, Han's father's death should have something else hidden.

"I will not let that person go. Even if I sacrifice my life, I will send him to prison and atone for my father!"

Han Lin said firmly with a punch on the dining table.

"I said, I won't let you go! What if something happens to you, what will you do if you ask your mother? Ah?"

Han's mother came out of it, looking at Han Lin with red eyes, with a painful and desperate expression.

"Mom, go in first, I'll chat with Huo Pan. Don't be nervous, I'll be with you at home and don't go anywhere."

Han Lin said, coaxing and deceiving Han's mother back to the back, and then looked at Ye Min with relief after coming out.

"Han Lin, can you tell me the specific situation? Maybe I can help."

They all came from the same place, and they were also a deskmate for a year. Since they met, Ye Min wanted to do her best to help him.

"Huopan, I appreciate your kindness. This matter is not a joke. I have inquired about it. The man has a high status and a huge family power. It is not something you can get in touch with."

In Han Lin's heart, Ye Min is a rising star. Although her family has some money, she can't compare with those wealthy families in Kyoto.

He didn't want to involve her in his hatred and to take advantage of her future for no reason.

"I know, let me talk first. I have met many people in school. Maybe I will have any unexpected gains. You know, I am at Kyoto University."

Obviously, Ye Min's words moved Han Lin and he quickly told the clues he found.

"I only know that the man's surname is Zhang, and he is the young master of the top family in Beijing."

It is precisely because of this that he is so painful, because he cannot kill his enemies and seek justice for his father.

"Mr. Zhang? Can you describe him? I have a direction too."

"I didn't see it. When I went there, his car had already driven away. I only saw a shadow from afar. Later, people around me said it was Mr. Zhang's car."

"Are you sure? What day is that day, the specific time and the specific location?" Ye Min suddenly thought of a possibility and asked excitedly.

"Huopan, do you know that person?" Han Lin saw her emotional changes and was also a little nervous.

"I'm not sure yet. I've met Mr. Zhang. Tell me the specific time and location. When you go back, I'll ask someone to ask."

"Okay, last month's 11th, it looked like ten o'clock in the morning, at the vegetable market not far from here."

When Han Lin heard Ye Min's words, he didn't care whether he would implicate Ye Min, so he quickly said.

He is just a small vendor who has no power and power, living at the bottom of the house. It is harder to get to know that kind of big shot than climbing to the sky.

In fact, after finishing his father's funeral, he took time to wait for the so-called Zhang family door, but he never encountered the car he had seen that day.

Because Han Lin didn't see the person clearly, he didn't dare to go in and look for him directly. If he wronged the person or offended some big shot, he would really not be able to bear it in a small noodle restaurant.

"Ten o'clock?" Ye Min was a little surprised. After all, the market was almost open at noon. How could Han's father go to the vegetable market at that time?

"You have also seen our small noodle restaurant. It is doing night market business. There are basically no one coming during the day, so I usually go to buy goods later."

"There are benefits of being late. Those vendors in the morning market have to close their stalls, so we can get what we need at a price lower than the normal price."

"This big bowl of noodles is only 2.5 yuan, and the cost alone is no less than 1.5 yuan. There are also rent, labor costs, and things that are small profits and quick turnover. We must calculate..."

Perhaps Ye Min's surprise was too straightforward, and Han Lin also felt a little embarrassed and explained in a disgusting way.

"I understand." Ye Min nodded, accepting what he said.

Now, even if she put aside the money from 6 Jinzhi, her own value is now over millions, and Shu's dividends are also expensive every year.

So, Ye Min really couldn't think of what it would be like to worry about for a little while.

"Is there anything special about the car that day? Try to think about it as much as possible. The more detailed the information you provide, the smoother I will find out."

"I don't understand the car very well. It looks like it is a relatively high-end one. It is the kind of business car mentioned on TV, with a high chassis..."

Han Lin racked his brains and still gave very few clues.

"Okay, I understand. This is the phone number in my dormitory. If you have any questions, you can call me. I'll ask for my uncle's affairs when I go back."

Take out the notebook from your backpack, write down the phone number of his dormitory quickly, and Ye Min tore off the paper and handed it to Han Lin.

It’s not that Ye Min doesn’t want to give Han Lin a mobile phone number, but that she feels it’s unnecessary.

To be honest, Ye Min doesn’t think Han Lin would spend money to buy a mobile phone. Suddenly giving his mobile phone number would embarrass him and be embarrassed.

"That, Huo Pan, you see, I didn't invite you to have a good meal when you came today, this..."

After taking the note with both hands and looking carefully twice, Han Lin took out a large cardboard box from behind the old counter with a thick notebook inside.

Han Lin touched the notebook before carefully clamping the note with Ye Min’s phone number into the notebook.
To be continued...