The youth and Yan Si's enthusiasm for following the team had been worn away in the afternoon. Now that they had a step forward, they naturally hurriedly said goodbye and left.
Not to mention that it is inconvenient for Yan Si to be a disabled person to travel around with him, but to say that young people are good with their hands and feet, but they will still feel tired after working as a backdrop for two girls for a day... Only the young master has always led women to make vases, how could young people have ever done that? Have you ever had the experience of setting the background for two women like today
It's just too hurtful to your self-esteem.
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After eating, the young man and Yan Si took a taxi and left, while Ye Shuang and Su Zheng continued to look for the home at the address.
After finding a place, you ring the doorbell first. The wooden door behind the security door opens, revealing a middle-aged woman with a wary, fat face: "Who are you looking for?"
Su Zheng came forward politely: "Sister, I'm looking for Brother Zhao, isn't he at home?"
The middle-aged woman was impatient: "He's dead!"
After saying that, he slammed the wooden door with a bang. The sound was so loud that some cement dust fell from the cracks in the door.
Su Zheng was startled, and she and Ye Shuang looked at each other in confusion—fuck! Sure enough, God's will is unpredictable. Could it be that something unexpected happened to the other party in just a few days
"Ahem! Maybe the couple was quarreling?" Ye Shuang thought after coughing.
Oh, it turned out to be Jiang Zi... Su Zheng suddenly understood and nodded, and rang the doorbell again, but no one opened it. She pressed hard and kept pressing. Half a minute later, the middle-aged woman finally opened the door and cursed: "I told you that damn ghost is not here, press whatever you want!"
Su Zheng threw herself at the door and wailed: "Sister, please tell me where Brother Zhao died. If you want to see someone dead, you want to see a corpse!"
This time, it was the middle-aged woman who was startled. She stared at Su Zheng for a long time before she finally managed to speak angrily through her teeth: "I don't know where he died. He stayed out all day with a bunch of friends. Drinking and fooling around..."
After chatting like this for a few minutes, she probably finally got a chance to curse in one breath. The middle-aged woman finally felt a lot more comfortable. After stopping, she looked at the two of them up and down and asked, "What are you doing to my old Zhao?"
Su Zheng and the housewife didn't know what to ask and what not to ask, so they could only answer cautiously: "We were introduced by Brother Cao from District C..."
As soon as she finished speaking, the middle-aged woman's face suddenly darkened, and she slammed the door again with a bang.
Su Zheng, Ye Shuang: "..."
"Ahem! It seems that Brother Cao is also one of the 'dog friends'." Ye Shuang coughed again and speculated again.
Su Zheng turned to look at Ye Shuang with a sad face: "What should we do, Sister Shuang? How can we ask questions if we can't find anyone?"
Ye Shuang was helpless. She was most afraid of dealing with such a tough woman. If you try to reason with someone but they don't listen, if you start fighting with someone... Okay, it seems a bit too much to be violent. Besides, even if you attack someone like this, she won't be afraid of you. If it hurts her, she will just roll to the ground like a rogue, crying and throwing tantrums to the point of being unreasonable. It's simply jaw-dropping.
Having suffered from toothache for a long time, Ye Shuang could only adopt a more passive approach: "I remember that the neighbors in this old-fashioned building should be quite familiar. Everyone knows each other much better than in an apartment... Why don't you go next door or upstairs or downstairs and ask? Ask? Then you call Brother Cao and ask him to leave a message for this person online. It would be better if he comes back directly after seeing the message. "
There was no other way. Su Zheng scratched her head and thought for a while, but she said, "Okay, let's split half a street each. By the way, Sister Shuang, do you still remember what the photo on that person's online avatar looks like? I'll just Remember the mustache."
"... It's a bit difficult to describe." Ye Shuang was speechless for a long time: "There are not many people with such tasteless beards these days. It's okay. Just look for them based on these characteristics."
After discussing and making a decision, they first asked around the neighbors to make sure that no one knew the whereabouts of the person they were looking for, and then they separated.
Ye Shuang walked out of the building and walked slowly in one direction to inquire about the past, while Su Zheng naturally walked to the other side.
It must be Ye Shuang's good luck. After walking for less than ten minutes, Ye Shuang's extraordinary hearing allowed Ye Shuang to hear a voice bragging to people at a street stall: "I am a descendant of Lu Ban. Even though my surname is Zhao, But my mother’s surname is Lu. I learned my craftsmanship from my maternal family. Let alone safes, I can also make more powerful mechanisms for you.”
Ye Shuang was happy, what do you mean it takes no effort at all? This is!
He walked over in no hurry, and before the man with the mustache could answer, Ye Shuang naturally interrupted: "Don't fool me, Lu Ban is named Gongshu. He is just called Lu Ban because he is in the State of Lu." Sheng Luban, although I am not good at history, I still remember this little tidbit quite clearly."
The person opposite Mustache was happy, but Mustache was unhappy. He glared and slapped the table and shouted in a rough voice: "Who are you?"
Ye Shuang sat down generously and smiled: "I have something to ask Brother Zhao for help. I didn't find you at Brother Zhao's house just now. I also have a friend with me. We took it from Brother Cao. Address."
Mustache's first impression of Ye Shuang was not very good, but when he heard the middle-aged man's name, he didn't say much and just looked very unhappy: "Well, let's talk about it on a first-come, first-served basis. My friend and I are We’re chatting.”
"Okay, you guys chat first, I just asked my friend to come over first." Ye Shuang picked up the phone and made a gesture asking the two of them to help themselves, then moved to another table to call Su Zheng.
It took Su Zheng more than ten minutes to find this place. She looked around and saw Ye Shuang coming to sit down. She wiped her sweat and picked up the free tea on the table and drank a cup: "I'm dying of thirst! People here are so good at talking nonsense, no. If you know something, just say you don’t know it, but I asked ten people, and they pointed me to at least four different directions and locations, which made me run around and almost find another city."
Ye Shuang looked at Su Zheng sympathetically: "Forget it, at least it's better than driving you away without even thinking about it. Although the circle is a bit too big, but in case any of these people really remember where he went. Woolen cloth."
"The problem turns out to be none!" Su Zheng lamented: "They were obviously on the South Street you were looking for, but these people all swore they had seen them on the North Street... How did society become like this now? People and people Can’t you even do basic honesty between us?”
Ye Shuang was helpless. She didn't understand what it felt like to be fooled for a long time, but she could imagine it would be quite miserable.
It was much better on his own side. Basically, Ye Shuang could tell at a glance whether a person was lying or telling the truth, whether he was serious or just talking nonsense. So even though Ye Shuang also encountered the situation Su Zheng mentioned, at least she wasn't fooled into wandering around the streets...
Su Zheng muttered and complained to herself for a while before she finished pouring out her grievances. Then she looked in the direction where Mustache and his friends were sitting, and asked Ye Shuang mysteriously, "What business are they talking about over there?"
"Just bragging and reminiscing about the past..." Ye Shuang said casually. Anyway, this distance is not a problem for her to hear.
But then she felt that she shouldn't have said so firmly, so Ye Shuang thought about it and added: "I guessed it."
"So boring?" Su Zheng didn't believe it, but didn't say much. She curled her lips and took out the tablet and started playing Angry Birds.
Almost half an hour passed, during which the mustache kept bragging to the person opposite him about his craftsmanship, experience, ancestral achievements, etc., but the person opposite him always agreed in a perfunctory manner. And as time went on, the people on the other side changed from being interested in listening to listening to wanting to find reasons to leave as soon as possible.
After finally finding an excuse to leave, Mustache clearly showed some disappointment - as if he was selling his own plaster on the street, but there was a circle of people around but he couldn't sell a single piece...
Ye Shuang followed Su Zheng over. As soon as he sat down, the mustache across from him had regained his energy and seemed to be elated. He raised his chin arrogantly and acted like a worldly expert: "Both little girls are newcomers, right? Want Brother Zhao?" What can you give me some advice?”
Su Zheng was polite: "I really want to ask Brother Zhao for advice." She took out her phone and once again skillfully retrieved the photo of the safe and handed it over: "This safe is from the study room of the Yan family. It is said that the lock is made in Germany." It has been modified, I wonder if Brother Zhao has any impression?"
Mustache didn't even pick up his phone. He glanced at the table and then raised his head casually: "You want to find the person who made this safe?"
"We want to find the person who picked the safe." Su Zheng corrected with a smile: "But it doesn't look like it was done by the Daoshang brothers, and the craftsmanship is too rough, so we thought maybe the person who picked the lock and the modder should have some connection. ... Uh, Brother Zhao, you seem to look a little bad?"
The mustache's face was really bad, and he was very angry: "To be honest, this safe was improved by a factory I worked in. Not to mention the brothers on the road, the eighth master from ten years ago came and wanted to break it. It takes at least ten minutes to lock it... Why do you say that taking a long time to pick a lock means your skills are poor? This is obviously a very sophisticated safety lock!"
Su Zheng scratched her head, took her phone back and looked at it for a while, confused: "No, it only takes three minutes at most for me to pry it open. If my master is coming, it will probably take seconds."
"Who are you? You have such a harsh tone!" Mustache was deeply insulted.
Su Zheng felt a little aggrieved: "Didn't you tell me about Ba Ye first? Ba Ye taught me my craft."
Mustache: "..." Grass mud horse! !
Ye Shuang calmed things down: "Brother Zhao, don't be angry. This lock is indeed quite good, but Xiao Su also has rich work experience and is very skilled in craftsmanship. It is normal... But then again, was it you who picked the lock?"
Mustache said again: "..." What a fool! !
Su Zheng's eyes suddenly widened, and she subconsciously stared at the mustache. Seeing that the other party did not refute and showed a default attitude, she couldn't help but be surprised: "Brother Zhao, what did you do?" After saying this, he worshiped Ye Shuang without waiting for an answer: "Sister Shuang, you are awesome, can you tell?" (To be continued)