Panguan

Wen Shi said angrily: "What then?"

Xie asked: "Her ring is also a gold ring, but it has patterns on the side."

"There are patterns? Isn't it a plain circle?"

"no."

That's worth considering.

When he heard about it, he looked towards the information desk, suddenly strode over and patted the old lady on the shoulder.

The other party was suddenly startled, turned around, and stared at Wen Shi unblinkingly with his white-covered eyes. After a while, she slowly turned back and groped around the information desk.

There was a narrow gap under the information desk. She squatted down and put her face into the gap.

Her movements were abnormally distorted, her face turned almost 180 degrees, and she was pressed to the ground. After a moment, she poked her head out from the other end of the information desk, and her flat face came face to face with Wen Shi.

old lady:"……"

"What are you doing?"

The old lady opened and closed her lips and said lightly: "Looking for a ring, a gold ring."

When Wen Shi glanced at the table, the old lady's handkerchief was spread out there, but it was empty. Xie Wen's skills were limited, so the fake ring he created didn't last long, and now it has disappeared.

But the old lady was still looking for it: "She might have lost it here. I'll look for it for her. There's nothing else to do. It's just lost. Lost."

"Accidentally, accidentally." She retracted her head again, climbed up, and looked for it tremblingly with dust all over her body, "How can you be so careless about a wedding ring? I have to look for it."

When he heard this, he turned to look at Xie Wen.

Xie Wen said softly: "Have you found anything wrong?"

Wenshi frowned and stepped back: "If the woman chasing us is the cage owner, she knows best whether the ring is in her hand or not. The old lady is an extension of the cage owner's consciousness..."

She is not the cage owner herself, so her reaction may be a little slower, but she is not still taking the fake ring as real and looking for it in a panic.

Then there is only one possibility——

When he heard it, he whispered: "The owner of the cage is someone else."

Among those seemingly peaceful shopkeepers.

***

On the third floor, in a trouser shop.

Wearing plaid shirts, they were sitting cross-legged on the ground, like a nest of quails, huddled one by one, no one wanted to be alone.

"There is a crack under the scroll door." Someone shrank back and said fearfully.

Zhou Xu said impatiently: "I saw it, I kept it specially. I also kept it before, why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't pay attention before." The man said sarcastically.

Xia Qiao was a man with short calves, and his legs were dangling in the air when he sat on the counter.

Looking at Zhou Xu's arrogant look, he couldn't help but say: "You know quite a lot, which school did you learn from? Do you use talismans like your mother?"

"What does it have to do with you?!" Zhou Xu said angrily, not knowing where he was being poked: "Mind yourself."

Xia Qiao was a little confused: "Let me ask you carefully, why are you like this? Are you fighting?"

"It's a good question." Zhou Xu pinched his throat and said in a weird voice, "It's bullshit to talk about minefields."

After scolding him, he ignored everyone and sat there sulking with his back to everyone.

Xia Qiao was sprayed innocently and closed his mouth in aggrieved manner. But he really hit a minefield.

Zhou Xu had good qualifications when he was born. He lived in his family for several years when he was a child. He followed the two most powerful people every day. He listened to his aunt Zhang Lan telling rumors and gossip about the judge every day, and listened to his uncle Zhang Yalin drop his book bag and tell him what the judge could do for him. , what cannot be done.

He knew everything about the judge. Logically speaking, he should be a good candidate to inherit the family business, but his mother failed him.

Zhang Biling did not let him learn practical things. He never took him into the cage, and he was not allowed to be taken in by others. He would not make any noise no matter how much he did.

Therefore, his rebellious stage is more serious than others, and he doesn't look good on anyone, especially Zhang Biling.

Everyone was speechless and sullen in the shop. The atmosphere was tense and bad.

Suddenly, Xia Qiao glanced at a shadow outside the door crack in the corner. It was slightly distorted by the ribs of the scroll door, but it remained motionless. Something stood outside the door, watching them silently.

His hair stood on end, he pulled up his dangling feet and used his elbows to nudge the person behind him.

"Why do you support me?!" Zhou Xu said.

Xia Qiao: “Shh——”

He patted Zhou Xu on the shoulder, pointed at the shadow, and said angrily: "Is that your mother?"

Zhou Xu: "It's your mother."

Xia Qiao was trembling originally, but after being scolded by him, he became angry and no longer afraid.

Zhou Xu added: "There is a trash can over there. Isn't it normal for there to be a shadow? You're a coward."

Just as Xia Qiao was about to answer, the scroll door on the other side suddenly rang!

He turned around suddenly and saw two hands with pale skin reaching out from under the door. The fingers were a little swollen, and there was a ring on the ring finger with a red mark.

"Fuck!"

He screamed, making Zhou Xu jump in fright.

Immediately afterwards, those two pale hands grabbed the scroll door hard——

The door was lifted with a "squeak", revealing Zhang Biling's face.

Zhou Xu rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, and said to Xia Qiao, "It's my mother this time."

"What the fuck?" Zhang Biling probably thought he was losing his temper again, so she frowned when she came in.

On her elbow was a canvas bag that had been turned over somewhere, and an electric kettle for boiling water. Although it was old, it looked pretty good.

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She placed the canvas bag on the counter and took out a bag of disposable paper cups, a bottle of iodine, a box of band-aids, and a small stack of yellow watch paper.