Chapter 29 (1/2)
Zhou Ze finally reported to the police, and the police came quickly. According to Zhou Ze, the delivery boy went crazy when he came to his shop. He said that many people who had been burned by him came to revenge him, and then he kept beating the wall and finally fainted.
When I finished the recording from the police station, it was already bright. The movie theater arson case was a twists and turns, but now it has at least opened up the situation. Before, the police probably only because the light was dark, there was no doubt about the take away boy who was brave. Now, even if there is no exact evidence, but as long as they really look at each other to find it, they should be able to find it soon Discover the truth.
As for the turn of public opinion after that, the subversion of the online melon eaters and the gaping of those who once washed gifts for this take away kid are not the problems Zhou Ze needs to worry about and think about. There are only so many he can do, and only so many he is willing to do.
It's better to leave the ghost's affairs to the ghost and the human's affairs to the police.
Standing at the door of the police station, breathing the fresh air in the early morning, I felt clear headed.
When he got back to the shop by taxi, Zhou Ze saw Xu Qinglang's shop next door had reopened. Xu Qinglang himself changed his clothes and sat in the shop door, choosing vegetables and basking in the sun. He also sang a tune of ”children's play” (local tune), which was leisurely and flowing with his own charm.
All the same.
Zhou Ze goes to the shop, Xu Qinglang claps his hands and asks, ”what to eat?”
”Whatever. I'll have cranberry juice.”
Xu Qinglang nodded.
Zhou Ze sat down in the shop and tapped his fingers on the table.
Soon, Xu Qinglang brought up a bowl of egg noodles. The noodle soup was clear and the noodles were smooth. Of course, none of these matters. The most important thing was that the familiar plum juice appeared in front of Zhou Ze again.
”Make me a bucket. How much is it?” Zhou Ze pointed to the bucket of the water dispenser in the shop, ”first make a bucket.”
”Wait a while.” Xu Qinglang sat down in front of Zhou Ze, with a cigarette in his mouth. He seemed to want to make a pose of little ruffian smoking, hanging and hanging, but it just gave people a sense of disobedience that ”women smoking can be so beautiful”.
He is neither a mother nor a gay. He can only blame God for the wrong skin bag.
For the first time, Zhou Ze's disgust was not so strong after eating noodles, but he still drank several cups of water to slow down.
”Remember what happened to Lin Daiyu when she first came to Jia's house for dinner?” Xu Qinglang asked with a puff of smoke.
Zhou Ze thought about it and understood it.
When Lin Daiyu first went to Jia's house, she had her first family dinner. After dinner, she was sent tea and soup. Lin Daiyu was taught by her father that it is not suitable to drink tea after dinner, which is easy to be indigestion. But when she saw that Jia's mother and many sisters had drunk it, she could only drink it together.
”I'll have enough.” Zhou Ze shakes his head. In his current situation, he may not be a gourmand or a gourmet in his life. As for digestion, let's talk about it.
”There's something out of balance in my mind.” ”My parents, go,” Xu Qinglang said
Xu Qinglang's parents have left for a long time, but Zhou Ze knows what Xu Qinglang means when he says ”go” this time. He should go on.
”Why did you leave all of a sudden?” Zhou Ze asked, originally want to respond to a ”mourning”, think about it, not appropriate.
”Found.”
Zhou Ze's hand with cigarette slightly shakes,
was found?
Zhou Ze remembers that the old man also shouted ”they found me” before he died
Xu Qinglang looks at Zhou Ze. ”I'm not reconciled and unbalanced. Why did she take my parents away but not you?”
”He? She? ” Zhou Ze thought of the image of little Lori, and then combined with Xu Qinglang's state on that day and his departure in the evening, he guessed 78-8.
”She, no way.”
”The order of the underworld, the way of the dead!” Xu Qinglang lowers his voice and stares at Zhou Ze's eyes. ”Long tongue leads to road, deep throat Xu Youming, are you familiar with it?”
”Black and white impermanence?”
”That's just a general term.” Xu Qinglang sighed, ”but they are really law enforcers. They travel in the sun to eliminate order and distinguish people from ghosts. People have a way of life, ghosts have a bridge. ”
”Oh.”
Zhou Ze still doesn't believe that if little Laurie is really a white impermanence, what should she do if she shows her real body and tongue on the school bus, which leads to the car accident and the driver's death?
”Instead of taking me, she took your parents, so you hate me?” Zhou extended his finger to himself.
”Yes.” Xu Qinglang nodded.
”Is there no poison on this side?”
“…………” Xu Qinglang.
”Didn't you poison it?” Zhou Ze asked again.
”No.” Xu Qinglang replied.
”That's good.” Zhou Ze didn't know that in that day's rice, it was poisoned. If Dr. Lin didn't come earlier that day, he might have to eat that meal.”Are you really stupid or not?” Xu Qinglang looks at Zhou Ze in a bad way. ”Why doesn't she catch you?”
”Yes, why didn't she catch me?” Zhou Ze also asked.
”I asked you!” Xu Qinglang raised his voice.
”I don't know either.” ”Maybe it's because I saved her once,” said Zhou
“…………” Xu Qinglang.
The conversation between the two men ended with the end of the cigarette.
This time, the two sides have come to the point, breaking the original tacit understanding.
When Zhou Ze went back to his shop and cleaned up the plastic benches on the ground, he found that six plastic benches were pasted with uneven thickness of banknotes.
Is it for reading or for eating?
Zhou Ze remembers that some time ago, the old man who had a live broadcast gave himself a stack of banknotes, saying that he could accumulate Yin and virtue. So, did he get those banknotes in this way?