The car stopped in front of a dilapidated residential building, and Di Ruihe headed straight for Xu Zehong's residence.
The main door was ajar, and the interior was pitch black, with no sign of anyone.
"Xu Zehong?" Kicking the door open, Di Ruihe called out as he walked inside.
The abandoned residential building was old, and its severe state of disrepair meant that the walls offered no soundproofing. His kick caused the entire building to vibrate; anyone unaware would have thought an earthquake had occurred.
After everyone had rushed out and found that everything was normal, they angrily went to Xu Zehong's door.
"What the hell are you doing? Can't people live here?"
"You're so noisy all day. If this continues, you should find somewhere else to live."
Di Ruihe, bent over, emerged from within, his face dark as he glared at the neighbors living in the vicinity.
When they saw Di Ruihe, exuding an air of nobility, they were astonished and then filled with apprehension.
Those who lived here were mostly gamblers, sleeping during the day and coming out at night. Their faces were sallow, and their eyes revealed greediness.
"Who knows where he went?" Di Ruihe pulled out a wad of cash, drawing the gaze of everyone before him.
Wherever the money moved, their eyes followed.
"Whoever knows, this money is all theirs," Di Ruihe added.
Upon hearing this, everyone racked their brains, trying to recall if they had encountered Xu Zehong in the past few days.
As time ticked by, their enthusiasm waned, replaced by despondency. Even their gazes towards the money became resentful; they could see it but not obtain it.
Di Ruihe, mistaking their reaction for displeasure at the amount, pulled another stack from his wallet. With double the money placed before them, hearts gradually lost their reason amidst desire.
Someone in the crowd slowly raised their hand. "I know."
Everyone looked at him in unison, filled with envy and jealousy.
"Follow me."
Emerging from the abandoned building, Di Ruihe led the man into a car parked by the roadside.
"Tell me, where did you see him?" Di Ruihe placed the money in front of him.
Gazing at the wealth he wouldn't earn in a year, the man swallowed, his eyes fixed on the money. "Right here. I saw him get into a luxury car. The car looked similar to this one, and they went in that direction."
"About when was that?"
"Yesterday? No, I think it was the day before yesterday."
The man kept contradicting himself, his thoughts becoming more muddled as he grew anxious.
"The morning of the day before yesterday?" Di Ruihe offered him a choice, and the man nodded vigorously in response.
Indeed, a luxury car had appeared there the morning of the day before yesterday. However, that was when he had sent people to pick up Xu Zehong to the Di residence for Qianqian's second check-up.
The information provided was useless. Di Mingjue impatiently pressed, "Besides the morning of the day before yesterday, did you see him again later?"
"No, it seems he hasn't returned since he left," the man said, grabbing his unwashed hair and forcefully pulling at the knots.
He hadn't returned since the day he left?
Di Ruihe suddenly felt a sense of dread.
He feared that if Xu Zehong had merely run away, it would be a small matter. But if he had been discovered and taken away by someone with ill intentions, that would be a significant problem.
Di Ruihe gave the man half the money and icily dismissed him from the car.
Although he didn't receive the full amount, the man was pleased to have earned a sum of money just by speaking a few words.
Humming a tune, he had barely re-entered the abandoned residential building when he was intercepted by his fellow residents.
"Did you really see him?"
"Did you get all the money?"
Everyone watched with longing eyes. The man sneered, looking at them with disdain. "Sometimes, getting rich doesn't rely on luck; it relies on brains!"
He had seen a luxury car in the alley just last week. Seeing how generously the man before him had paid to find Xu Zehong, he assumed there was something important going on. Trusting his assumption about human nature, he had spoken without much thought, not expecting the other person to affirm his words.
Taking out the easily earned banknotes, the man pulled out a few bills and offered them to the person in front of him. "Drinks for everyone."