After checking out at the barbecue booth, Big Eye and I stopped a taxi and rushed to No. 32 Changfeng Street.
Along the way, I kept wondering, if a beautiful woman like Bai Jie was locked up by a bad guy, would she be...
Although I have nothing to do with Bai Jie, when I think about the way she looks in the photo, I still feel a little pity and pity for her.
Changfeng Street is a vegetable market with shops on both sides. Judging from the compact storefronts and roadside garbage, Changfeng Street is very prosperous. Because it was late at night and there were no pedestrians on the road, quietly under the dim street light, following the street number, we quickly found number 32.
No. 32 is a two-story building facing the street. There are three shops below, a bun shop, a butcher shop, and a grain and oil shop.
The rolling shutters of the three stores are closed, and the lights upstairs are all dark, and it is impossible to see whether there are people living upstairs.
Song Jie only said that his wife was locked up on the 32nd, but the store did not make it clear. Da Yan and I showed patience in listening to the room and squatted in front of the steamed bun shop for more than half an hour without listening. To any movement.
I'm afraid that Bai Jie will encounter accidents, so I suggest Big Eye call the police. Big eyes pulled me to a corner and said: "You can't call the police, what do we say to the police?"
"Just say someone was kidnapped." I said naturally.
"How did the police know how to answer? Said Bai Jie's dead husband?"
Big Eye stopped me. If I told Officer Liu that it was okay, but changed to another police officer, he would definitely treat us as mentally ill. If Big Eye's true identity is found out, maybe he will wear it to us. The hat of feudal superstition, stay in the game for a few days.
I said: "Then what to do, you can't just wait like this. What if Bai Jie encounters unexpected events!"
Big eyes thought for a while, and said: "Well, let's come tomorrow morning, let's see the situation first."
I immediately shook my head and said what if Bai Jie was locked up here and the wicked moved her to another place in the middle of the night. So, I suggest staying overnight.
After thinking about it with big eyes, it made sense. He sighed and said that the corpse was originally sent, but now it has become a rescuer, which is really unlucky. I comforted him, saying that saving one's life is better than the seventh-level Buddha, which is also considered to be a good virtue. Unexpectedly, the director gave me a blank look and said: "Buddhism is a lot of slurs, but you can't believe it, otherwise there won't be so many bad people."
Although big eyes are extremely reluctant, but in the end
Still promised to stay. We found a dark corner, covered it with paper, sat on the ground, and started to watch the night in turn.
This night, Big Eye and I were almost eaten by mosquitoes. They didn’t dare to slap them for fear of making noise. They could only bombard with our hands, but the more mosquitoes we bombed, the more mosquitoes, the ears buzzed like countless bombers. .
Early the next morning, both of us were covered in bags, and the scratches between our nails were blood.
Around five o'clock, new dishes began to appear on Changfeng Street one after another, and the street became lively after six o'clock.
The first to open was the steamed bun shop, the rolling shutter was pushed up, and two men and women of equal age worked together to lift out several drawers of steamed buns. After a while, there was a long queue at the door of the shop, and the business was very prosperous;
The second door is a grain and oil store. The owner is a 50-year-old, gray-haired old man. He did not live in the store, but came by riding a tricycle. He had a problem with one leg and was limping on foot.
The last one that opened the door was the butcher shop, and he did not live in the shop. The owner was a man in his thirties. He was a burly man with a bald head and a full face. He stood behind the meat board, dangling cigarettes, and was alive and well. Just a butcher.
This made me naturally, Bai Jie’s disappearance, and the man in the butcher shop were connected.
Dayan and I pretended to sell buns and stood behind the line and looked at the butcher shop. There were several chopping boards in the shop. There were pieces of raw meat on the chopping boards. There was a staircase in the northwest corner of the room, leading to the second floor.
The layout of bun shop, grain and oil shop and butcher shop is the same.
Dayan continued to line up to sell steamed buns. I walked out of the line and stood at the desk in the butcher shop. The meat was fresh and fresh, as if it had just been killed.
The man took the meat picking knife and asked me: "How much?"
"How much is a catty?" I pretended to be a customer.
"10 yuan, 11, and 12,5, which one do you want?" he asked.
"A bit expensive. Can it be cheaper?"
"No, the whole market is at this price." He said.
"Thirty yuan, just this kind of..."
"Okay!" The man cut the meat, put it on the scale, and said: "Thirty-two, I'm adding a little bit for you. Let's make thirty-five."
"Okay." I said, and then I had nothing to say: "You have been here for many years? How much is the rent here?"
He cut a small piece from the steak, then put the meat into the food bag, handed it to me and asked, "Want to do business here too?"
"Well, there are such thoughts.
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"The rent is 50,000 yuan a year, what are you going to buy?"
"I want to open a fruit shop. I look familiar with you, as if I have seen you somewhere." I deliberately pondered for a while, and then said, "Have you ever been to Xinmo Village."
I told Bai Jie's village to test him. I didn't expect that there was no strangeness on his face, and said, "Xinmo Village? I have never been. You have admitted the wrong person."
Isn't it him
I took the meat he handed over, paid the money, and continued: "But I must have seen you somewhere."
"Boss, your steamed buns are so delicious! How did they make it? Did they put a big smoke shell?" said the customer selling steamed buns next to them.
The owner of the bun shop smiled and said: "Don't talk nonsense, it's illegal. I have a secret recipe handed down from my ancestors."
"What ancestral secret recipe? Last year, your steamed buns weren't so delicious. You must have put addictive things. I don't eat your steamed steamed buns, and I have no energy all day.
The shop owner still had a smile on his face and said, "The buns are delicious, so you can take care of my business."
"Good guy, your buns are too expensive, two yuan apiece, the whole street is expensive for your buns. I almost can't afford it."
Money fans like to settle accounts, and I am no exception. From the time the bun shop opened to the present, the people in the line have never stopped, two yuan apiece, and each person buys at least five. How much money do you get on this day
Good guy, it's not easy for anyone who sells buns to make so much money.
"Hey, do you really want to rent a shop?" The butcher said suddenly, interrupting my death, and said, "I really want to."
"Really sell fruit?"
"Yes."
"Walking 50 meters west, there is a small supermarket for sale. It is a store opened by my buddy. You can go and check it out."
"Okay. Thank you." I said politely.
At this time, Dayan also bought the buns, and we went to the intersection and bought two cups of soy milk. He took a steamed bun from his hand. The surface of the steamed bun was white and shiny like wax. It was very delicate and could smell the sultry scent before eating it.
After taking a bite, his mouth is full of fragrance and refreshing. After more than 20 years of life, this is the first time I have such a delicious steamed bun.
Two yuan is not expensive, worth it!
Seeing Big Eyes holding the buns tossing and turning, but not putting them in their mouths, I said, "The buns are really delicious, why don't you eat them?"
Big eyes frowned and said, "Do you know human flesh buns?"
puff!
I squirted out all the buns that I had chewed in my mouth.
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