When leaving, Yang Yi did have a feeling of escape.

The things that can't see people at home were destroyed, and the things that couldn't be seen in the computer were deleted, but he just packed up some clothes and belongings, and Yang Yi left his home with only a box.

The car has been sold, sold to a rich car friend, the price of 1.2 million is not too low, but poor Yang Yi can't even collect money, he can't ask the buyer to carry 1.2 million cash to him, but he really doesn't have to worry about this kind of thing.

Li Fan's car was waiting downstairs, but Yang Yi felt that Li Fan was more like escorting him to the airport than simply sending him to the airport.

Sitting in the car, Yang Yi didn't speak, mainly because he didn't know what to say, but after Li Fan glanced at Yang Yi, he suddenly said, "How are you feeling these days?" ”

"It's not pleasant, but it's nothing."

Yang Yi's true feelings were not as relaxed as he said, but he didn't intend to say his true feelings, and Li Fan didn't mean to delve into this issue.

"It's good if you can adapt, if you really embark on the road of becoming a spy, then your life in the next few days will be your normal life in the future, give me your ID and mobile phone."

Yang Yi took out a plastic bag, which contained his mobile phone, as well as his ID card, household registration book, real estate certificate, student ID, passport, and all his useful and useless documents in it.

Li Fan took the plastic bag, then handed Yang Yi a passport, and said in a low voice: "Your name is still Yang Yi, but everything else has changed, you can write it down yourself." ”

Yang Yi opened his passport and found that it contained a bank card and a ticket to London.

"Bank of England card, your account name, there are 120,000 pounds in it, in addition to the money you used to sell the car, I made up a whole amount for you."

Yang Yi said in a low voice: "Didn't you tell you that you don't have to give me money, Uncle Li, I don't need so much, how can I pay you back." ”

Li Fan said expressionlessly: "The poor family is rich, it's always good to have more, and I can't help you with anything else, so be it." ”

Yang Yi nodded and did not speak again.

Li Fan stopped talking, he was not a man of many words.

When the airport arrived, Li Fan looked at Yang Yi and said in a low voice: "I won't go down to see you off, you will be alone in the future...... Be careful. ”

Yang Yi nodded, he opened the car door, but when he was about to get out of the car, Li Fan suddenly said, "Wait, you ...... Nothing, be careful. ”

Yang Yi sat back in his seat, he looked at Li Fan, and then suddenly opened his arms and hugged Li Fan, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Li, thank you for taking care of me for so many years, don't worry, I will be fine." ”

Li Fan shook his shoulders a little uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "Hmm." ”

Yang Yi let go of his arms, he got out of the car, closed the door and watched Li Fan's car drive forward until it left his field of vision.

Yang Yi and Li Fan actually don't have much affection, and they can't talk about being close, because they haven't seen each other a few times in total, but this one has nothing to do with him, but in essence, watching him grow up as a man, what he has done and paid for him behind his back, Yang Yi can imagine.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yi turned around and walked into the airport.

Li Fan had already prepared everything for him, and Yang Yi, who only had a small suitcase, just had to get on the plane.

When boarding the plane, Yang Yi suddenly realized that this might be his last moment in this country, and his feet really couldn't set foot on this land again.

So Yang Yi lay on the ground, and in the surprised eyes of many people, he knelt on the ground and kissed the ground under his feet.

There are no complicated emotions, and there is no bursting patriotism, Yang Yi just wants to kiss goodbye to this land that is likely to never set foot again.

The plane took off, watching everything familiar quickly shrink, until it was covered by clouds and could no longer be seen, Yang Yi withdrew his gaze.

It's time to look ahead.

There's no way back anyway.

It's just that Yang Yi's gaze is a little confused when he looks forward, especially when he sets foot in the United Kingdom after more than ten years of absence, he is still a little nervous.

Everything went well on the plane, so can it go smoothly when you get off the plane, although Yang Yi has confidence in Li Fan, he really can't help but worry, and it wasn't until the people at the immigration department stamped his passport that his worries finally disappeared completely.

Britain does not have an identity card, and although the British government intended and tried to introduce an identity card system, it was soon abolished.

Birth certificates, driver's licenses, passports, and bank statements can prove the identity of British nationals, and Yang Yi has a passport and bank card, which means that Li Fan has already solved the nationality problem for him.

Leaving the airport, Yang Yi really came to the UK, and the most important thing for him at present is to buy a mobile phone and get a calling card, otherwise his confusion about the road ahead will continue.

Although he has been away for eleven years, Yang Yi also grew up in the UK, so of course there will be no problems with his language, and he still speaks a pure and fluent London accent.

After buying the phone, Yang Yi thought about whether it was the British phone number in the address book, or call all five calls.

This question seems very simple, but Yang Yi has not made up his mind since he got the address book, because there are really pros and cons, and now that he can call, he naturally has to make up his mind quickly.

In the end, Yang Yi decided to take turns to call again, at least, he wanted to find out if the people in the address book left by his father could still be contacted.

The first call was made to a number in the Netherlands, last time this number was intercepted by Li Fan, but this time there was no blocking, and soon, the call was connected.

"Hello."

A very gentle female voice said something in Dutch, and Yang Yi said in a deep voice with some nervousness: "Hello, I'm looking for Phyllis." ”

The woman on the phone also changed to English, and she said suspiciously, "I'm sorry, I think you made the wrong call?" ”

Yang Yi said in a low voice: "There is this possibility, can I ask you how long you have been using this number?" ”

"It's been a long time, at least five or six years."

"Oh, then I really made a mistake, sorry to bother you, goodbye."

Yang Yi hung up the phone and crossed the first contact in his heart, this contact information was useless.

The second contact person was from the UK, but Yang Yi decided to call the UK one last time, because he was in the UK, and if he could be contacted, the biggest possibility would be to defect to the British, so Yang Yi called the second call to the United States, and this number was a landline.

"Hello, I'm looking for Mike. Mr. Smith. ”

"Mike. Mr. Smith? If you're not a prank, I'd like to tell you that he died three years ago. ”

The phone hung up, Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, dialed the third call, and called Poland, and this time he also hung up the phone quickly, because it was an empty number.

On the fourth call, Yang Yi called Xianggang, this time it was not an empty number, and someone answered, but a man chattered for a long time but he didn't understand a word, and the English he spoke obviously didn't understand either.

Regardless of whether the person who answered the phone was looking for him or not, Yang Yi was not ready to contact him again, because he and the person who answered the phone were obviously talking to each other, and they couldn't understand each other, no matter whether the other party really didn't understand or not, the contact value of this number no longer existed.

There was only the last number left, and Yang Yi was really nervous when he dialed it, because he was afraid that the biggest inheritance left by his father had completely lost its meaning.

The phone went out, and it was quickly connected, and a man who sounded a little old answered the phone.

"Good evening, whoever."

Yang Yi took a breath and said in a low voice, "Hello, I'm looking for John. Mr. Jones. ”

The person who answered the phone was silent for a moment, and then whispered, "I am, who are you?" ”

Yang Yi took a deep breath, and then he said in a slightly trembling voice, "I'm James. Young's son. ”

This time the silence was longer.

At least ten seconds, John. Jones finally whispered, "James. Young, that James. Poplar? I don't remember knowing this man, let alone his son. ”

Yang Yi's heart was half cold, then he thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "He also has a name called Yang Sheng, he asked me to make this call, a long time ago, he left this call." ”

John. Jones was silent for a moment, and then he finally said, "I think of him, so what do you have to do with me?" ”

"Yes, but I think it's better to meet and talk."

John. Jones immediately said, "No, no, I don't feel the need to meet, or you tell me the purpose of looking for me first." ”

Yang Yi was asked, because even he didn't know what to do after contacting the people on the list left by his father.

Although it was a list left by his father, although it was a person his father thought he was trustworthy, but eleven years have passed, so much time has passed, God knows how much has changed, can the people who could be trusted still be trusted now?

In other words, does Yang Yi dare to say what he wants to do.

The ideal scenario of the plan would be to meet with his father's old friend first, or at least to observe it first, but this John. Jones didn't even want to meet, and then directly asked Yang Yi the purpose of meeting him, so Yang Yi was really a little hesitant, although he was not a forward-looking person, but there were some things he had to be cautious.

After only hesitating for a moment, Yang Yi made the final decision, and now there is only one person left to contact. Jones, so he didn't have a choice at all.

"I want to tell you how my father died."

Semi-tentatively, Yang Yi gave a reason, while John. After a moment of silence, Jones whispered, "What if I don't want to hear it?" ”

"Forget it, I'm sorry to bother you."

"Thank you."

John. Jones immediately hung up the phone, and this time, Yang Yi was really completely confused.

But just when Yang Yi was thinking about what he should do next, the phone suddenly rang again.

John. Jones said calmly, "I've changed my mind, if you still want to see me, tell me where you are." ”