Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1705 I miss you so much

[…Your account with the last digit 1269 has completed a transfer transaction of 30000 yuan, and the balance is…]

The stars are dim and the bells are ringing.

Leaning on the sofa, Fu Qian put aside the mobile phone he had just turned on, allowing the highly repetitive yet pleasing messages to pour in.

The late night bookstore was still not open.

It is not that my professionalism has lost its luster at all, but it is precisely in the spirit of being kind to customers that I made this decision.

It's not strange to see a bookstore open at night, but it's a bit creepy to have a boss in armor sitting behind the counter.

Considering that he had really bought all the clothes in the bookstore, Fu Qian thought about it again and again and finally decided to come back to collect the money first.

It has been several months since I joined this platform where I can work part-time at home, and as the invitation letter said, I have earned a lot of money.

Although it's not enough to do much, it's enough to buy a batch of clothes.

After all, even if it's the wardrobe here, the loss is huge.

Moreover, after turning into thugs, many of them could no longer wear the clothes.

This is the reason why I am wearing the same style of T-shirt and shorts as when I set out before, after taking a shower.

Soon the message alert sound stopped, but after Fu Qian glanced at it, he did not pay too much attention to the balance, but went to the side to get the notebook.

Collecting money is certainly a joy in life, but there is actually another reason for coming back this time.

In the past, when I was interacting with His Excellency the Archangel, I had used the secret technique of smashing Varudo.

Although no flaws were found in the seasonings of the uncles and aunts at that time, it was not a complete failure - the calls in my mind seemed to indicate that the situation was a little abnormal.

……

It's not that any one voice is too loud; on the contrary, it's that one is abnormally quiet.

So far, there are not many people who can call me, so it is easy to identify them.

It was easy to see at a glance that Young Master Qin and the others’ strengths were all within the normal range.

But at the same time, the only one who did not have an offline physical examination, a rich woman named Gatsby, had some unusual circumstances.

It's not unusually quiet, it can only be said that there was no movement at all.

Although I don't think there is a high chance that she was implicated by the incident in the Nightmare Corridor last time, the situation is undoubtedly somewhat special.

Considering that he was even a formally hired consultant, Fu Qian felt that he should still express his opinion.

There were no messages or calls from Ms. Sissi on the mobile phone, and the reason he turned on the computer was because he had a vague guess that something might have happened to the customer.

How could such a deep-rooted, self-torturing obsession that had been taking place for so many years be easily resolved?

【I miss you so much】

Sure enough, when Fu Qian logged onto the part-time razor consultant forum, he actually saw the information of an old customer flashing there.

At first glance, the messages from Ms. Sissi are at a fairly standard frequency of one message per day.

[In addition to the reward I gave you last time, I found something special]

[If you are interested, go to a place and find a white car...]

The last one shows the time is today, and there is even an address behind it.

It turns out that being a psychologist is a dangerous profession!

He took a quick glance and wrote down the message, then closed the forum without replying and let out a long sigh.

Not only did the first sentence express the feeling of missing me, but he also mentioned himself in every subsequent message.

However, despite such deep affection, I did not receive any calls - that means that when I was doing these things, the other party had no image of me in his mind at all.

Generally speaking, this time point is not suitable for such a terrifying plot.

Fu Qian glanced out the dark window.

It was undoubtedly a quiet night, especially in this elderly community composed of elderly people.

But we should think on the bright side. First of all, it wasn't even midnight yet, and secondly, the address where the white car was parked wasn't that hard to find. …

Lincheng is not a young city, which results in that if you walk a few more steps, you will easily see some old things and a closed layout that is limited by the times.

For example, not too long later, Fu Qian came to a small road that was extremely unscientific in planning, and found a very small parking lot at the end.

Even the lamp pole next to the white car was not lit at all and was covered in rust.

Even though you can tell at a glance that it's worth a lot of money, the car body is still covered with fallen leaves and dust because it is placed in the open air.

But at the same time, the car doors weren't even locked.

While expressing admiration for the security situation again, Fu Qian had already stepped forward to pull it apart.

An exquisite black square box was quietly placed on the not-so-spacious back seat, also unlocked.

  Snapped!

Fu Qian didn't hesitate and opened it directly.

really not bad.

Made of brass, with delicate patterns, it is small and exquisite.

There's even something in the box, and you can tell at a glance that it's high quality.

The only problem is that the design is a bit too modern.

Fu Qian picked up the heavy metal product, which was half the size of his palm, and pressed a button in the middle.

  click!

As the mechanism made a sound, a yellow light shone from behind.

……

What was lit was not the street light, but the window of a two-story building behind.

Fu Qian, whose figure suddenly appeared, had no awareness of being caught in the act. He just put the switch in his hand back into the box and even turned it off.

That’s right, no matter how exquisitely carved the exterior is, the thing in the box looks like a switch.

The fact that there is almost no gap between pressing the button and the light turning on undoubtedly proves this point again.

squeak--

The next moment, the small window, which also had a sense of age, was pushed open from the inside with a friction sound.

"Still not sleeping at this late hour?"

Fu Qian then turned around and greeted the person who stuck his head out.

Light-colored nightgown, long hair draped over the shoulders, who else could it be but Ms. Sissi.

"Counselor Fu is also asleep, isn't he?"

The face in the window smiled brightly and sincerely, and waved impeccably.

"You have no idea how much I look forward to this light being turned on."

"In fact, I probably do."

Fu Qian did not blindly agree, and his focus was not even on that beautiful face.

Although she was lying in bed, Ms. Sissi was wearing a crown-like ornament on her head.

Although the shape is also very old-fashioned, its gorgeousness and exquisiteness undoubtedly far exceeds the bronze headband I have ever received.

"Won't you invite me to come up and sit down?"

While looking at him, Fu Qian had no doubts about why the other party was here, and even asked questions very cooperatively.

"Of course, welcome to my humble abode."

The consultant's status was once again proven, and Ms. Sissi continued to smile and accept the advice.

Sorry, I have a lot to do today, so there is only one update.