Chapter 0080 Things Are Not Simple
Zhang Jianming?!
I was shocked and asked, "Is your boss a man in his thirties, very good-looking, from Dongzhou City?"
"Do you know that bastard?" The migrant worker was even more surprised than I was.
"I don't know him. I just happened to meet him not long ago."
"Where is that bastard hiding now? I'm going to settle accounts with him and make him pay me the wages that were withheld from me!" The migrant worker clenched his fists in anger.
"I really want to tell you, but I only met him once, and I don't know where he went." I said helplessly. I couldn't tell him that the jerk boss had turned into a pool of black mud, right?
"Damn it! People like this will get their comeuppance sooner or later!" The migrant worker cursed and looked at the time again, obviously unable to stay still.
"Thank you, brother. I won't waste your time. Please leave me your phone number. If I run into that guy at the factory, I'll send you a message to let you know. That way you can feel more at ease."
"I didn't expect you to be so kind." The migrant worker told me his cell phone number, looked at me worriedly, and trotted off to work.
He ran two steps and turned back, and earnestly warned: "Brother, you must be careful! Just in case, I mean just in case, if you are in danger, send me a message and I will call the police immediately."
"Don't worry, brother, I will be careful. Thank you for your kindness."
The migrant workers then left in a hurry.
I saved his number, got back in the car, turned around and drove back to the North District.
This factory area is divided into four areas, east, south, west and north, just like Dongzhou City. Each area has different types of factory buildings, and the north area is the last.
After driving down for a few more minutes, I saw the road sign for the North District.
I slowed down the car and glanced at the names of the factories on both sides of the road. They were indeed factories producing electronic products.
As we went deeper into the area, it didn't take long to find Building 44, which was obviously an abandoned factory.
The factory building is not large, it is just an inconspicuous small factory with weeds growing inside and outside. As the migrant workers said, the paint on the factory name at the door has fallen off, and one can only vaguely make out the two words "Lucheng" based on the traces left on the wall.
We didn't park the car in front of the abandoned factory, but in a hidden alley not far away. I put on my backpack, got out of the car holding Wangcai, and walked over.
My first impression of this factory is that it is a shady factory that detains migrant workers and forces them to work illegally.
But after hearing Zhang Jianming's name, my opinion changed again.
Anything related to him must be related to the strange old man in the bun shop.
The real reason why these workers were locked up is probably not as simple as I speculated above.
There was no one around. This factory area was extremely deserted and desolate. There were dilapidated abandoned factories everywhere, like wreckage that had been abandoned here.
As we got closer to the Lvcheng Electronics Factory, Wangcai in my arms became more and more restless. He grabbed my clothes tightly, his green eyes widened, and he kicked me with his feet, as if he was about to jump out.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here, everything will be okay." I held its fluffy little head and comforted it with a smile.
"Meow!" Wangcai yelled in dissatisfaction.
When I reached the gate of Lvcheng Electronics Factory, I looked inside.
The wrought iron gate is already rusted, with a rusty iron lock hung on it symbolically. The lock is just for show and will fall off with a little force.
There were weeds growing everywhere, some garbage was half buried in the soil, the yellow walls were mottled and peeling, it looked like no one had been here for a long time...
etc!
The weeds at the base of the wall clearly showed signs of being stepped on.
Someone has been here!
It is impossible for applicants to climb over the wall.
I narrowed my eyes, put Wangcai on my shoulders, held the leash to prevent him from running away, walked over, climbed up the low wall, and jumped down gently.
The weeds were trampled and looked very fresh, indicating that the man had just arrived.
Wangcai was still struggling. I turned my head and made a gesture to it to keep quiet. It seemed to understand and knew it couldn't escape, so it squatted on my shoulder helplessly.
I crouched down, walked lightly, and carefully followed the footprints as I approached the factory.
The factory gate was also locked with a broken lock. The man's footprints stopped at the door and then moved to the window.
The window was half open, and there were traces of footsteps on the bottom of the window frame. The man had entered the factory.
He didn't take the main road, but sneaked over walls and windows. This person is definitely not from the factory.
What is his purpose?
I gently pushed open the window and looked inside. The factory was full of cobwebs and dust, and many old instruments were still in their original positions.
The workers used to be the ones who screwed in screws day after day.
Between those instruments, I saw the back of a person.
Male, very thin, of medium height, wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, canvas shoes, and carrying a dark gray backpack.
Dressed very young, looks like a student.
What do students do in a place like this? Working part-time?
The students walked around the factory, stepping lightly and looking around, as if they were looking for something.
I'm not in a hurry to go in. I'll find out his purpose first.
Squatting outside the window, only my eyes were exposed.
The student walked around the factory and didn't seem to find what he wanted, so he turned his attention to the office inside the factory.
He looked left and right like a thief and walked over carefully.
The office was two small rooms separated from the factory. After he walked over, I couldn't see what was happening to him from the window.
I crept into the factory and, using the rows of instruments as cover, quietly followed the students.
The student stopped at the door of an office. The sign next to the door read General Manager. He pulled the handle and tried to open the door, but it was locked.
But he was not in a hurry. He spat out a piece of chewed gum from his mouth and stuffed it into the gap of the key little by little. Soon he got the model of the key.
He seemed to smile, took out a glasses case from his backpack, and carefully put the chewing gum in it.
He then used the same method to obtain the key model of the finance office door.
After doing all this, his purpose seemed to have been achieved. He wiped the fingerprints on the door handle with a napkin, clapped his hands, and prepared to leave.
I crouched and hid behind the instrument, and the students hurried past me.
Although he was very cautious, it seemed like it was the first time he did such a thing, and his movements were obviously uneasy and nervous, which even I didn't notice while hiding nearby.
The student's series of actions showed that he was neither a factory worker nor an applicant for a job. Instead, he seemed to be investigating something.
I thought about it and continued to follow him, following him out of the factory and heading outside the factory area.
The terrain in this area is flat. After leaving the factory area, I looked in the direction he was walking and saw a group of low-rise houses .
The student walked very quickly, as if he was trying to escape quickly after doing something bad.
