Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

A murder had occurred, and Hong Kong City was not Lin Jingyu's territory. He could not leave until he cooperated with the investigation.

Su Chen had no choice but to go back with A Biao first.

When he returned to the hardware store, A Biao suddenly slapped his forehead.

"I haven't bought Aoi's gift yet!"

Su Chen: "...next time."

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A Biao was helpless: "This is the only way."

When Su Chen appeared in the backyard of the teahouse, Xiao Liuer was sitting in a wheelchair and trying to slide the wheels.

Song Shishi was refueling and washing clothes.

Seeing him appear, the two of them were surprised for a moment, and Xiao Liuer quickly said hello with a smile.

Song Shishi looked at Su Chen's wrist carefully.

Yesterday when Su Chen was about to leave, she saw with her own eyes that such a big white dragon turned into a white snake and flew to Su Chen's wrist to coil in two circles.

Brought it!

Only then did Song Shishi smile.

"Good morning, Mr. Su, have you eaten?"

"Did Bailong eat it?"

Su Chen nodded: "Yes, I've eaten."

I accidentally played some merit for Xiaobai.

After saying hello to Xiao Liu'er, he entered the teahouse, moved the tables and chairs out and set them up. Before he could sit down, Ge Ping'an came over with a smile and put two oranges on his table.

"Taoist Su, did you return to Cuicheng yesterday?"

"Well," Su Chen nodded: "Is something wrong?"

Ge Ping'an waved his hand quickly: "No."

After a pause, he coughed lightly: "Um, I heard from Lao Song, Taoist Su, you also raised a white dragon as a mount?"

The snake head on his wrist stood up.

Su Chen touched it with his fingers to comfort him, and explained to Ge Ping'an with a smile: "It's not a mount, Xiaobai was fostered by a senior here with me."

Ge Pingan nodded suddenly.

So, it’s really a white dragon!

Lao Song even touched it!

Ahhhh, this old guy didn’t even call himself.

selfishness!

I even came here to show off in the morning!

Su Chen looked at him carefully: "Is there anything else?"

Ge Ping'an came back to his senses in a second and waved his hands: "No, it's okay, it's okay."

"Director Su, you are busy, you are busy."

Su Chen was suspicious.

you?

Slip of the tongue?

He shook his head and closed his eyes to rest.

He raised his eyes when he heard the bicycle bell.

"Come to give money?"

The man nodded, handed him the remaining 90 yuan, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Daozhang Su, my sister..."

"Will you go astray in the future?"

Su Chen nodded.

The man lowered his eyes and said in a low voice after a long time: "I understand, thank you, Director Su."

Su Chen reminded: "Your sister's life is rich only for her. Your hard work may benefit thousands of people."

The man looked at him, raising the corners of his lips.

"The teahouse owner analyzed it with me yesterday."

He slowly took two steps back and bowed respectfully to Su Chen.

When he subconsciously raised his hands to turn the bicycle faucet, he suddenly paused.

Left hand...

He touched it, pinched it, and poked it.

I thought about it all night last night and asked for half a day off from work this morning. I planned to send the money to the hospital for a plaster cast. My left hand hurt when I touched it before. Why now...

He thought of a possibility and turned to look at Su Chen suspiciously.

The latter shook the 90 yuan.

"I told you, I'm not an actor."

"The 200 yuan is considered medical expenses."

The man was stunned, and bowed respectfully to Su Chen again: "Thank you!"

In the pavilion, Lao Song watched him ride away and sighed.

"It seems that you have made a good decision!"

Ge Ping'an was not angry: "Why do you care about others? Look at me, look at everyone, Bailong, dragon!"

He choked for a while.

Lao Song came back to his senses and waved his hand: "Lao Ge, just be satisfied. You have seen a dragon. Others have never seen a dragon."

"I'm telling you, this is fate."

"You are only related to the black dragon, and I..."

Old Song raised his eyebrows: "You didn't see Taoist Su coming to the capital, so you chose my teahouse."

"I'm telling you, just accept your fate, you are not as lucky as me."

Ge Ping'an rolled his eyes and looked at the others.

Several people rubbed their hands in tacit agreement.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

"Did you break the defense? Do you want to gang up on me?" Old Song pretended to be scared, "Don't, don't come over, I..."

A minute later, Lao Song clapped his hands.

"I told you not to come over."

"You are all 60 or 70 years old. If I am not careful, you may lose your hands and feet. How painful it is, isn't it?"

"Lao Ge, do you have a bad memory? Have you forgotten that I am a retired soldier?"

All the old men: "!!!"

A shrill cry came from the pavilion.

Su Chen turned his head and looked at it, shook his head with a smile, and continued to close his eyes.

There are gradually more and more people at the pavilion at the intersection of Nanmen Old Street.

People came one after another to pick people, and basically all the young and strong people left.

Among the rest, some went to the pavilion to watch Ge Ping'an, Lao Song and the others play chess, some simply sat on the curb with their heads lowered, and some leaned against the tree trunks and fell asleep.

Song Shishi came out after washing her clothes and took a look. Seeing that no one came to Su Chen's stall, she curled her lips and muttered: "You are so good, why don't you know how to set up a stall in a more lively place? Here, there are few people passing by, how can anyone come? Fortune telling?"

Seeing the little white on Su Chen's wrist, Song Shishi immediately became energetic.

lights, to collect more lights, and then...

Find another job, work hard to make money, and buy a lamp!

Song Shishi hummed a song and walked away happily in high heels. She said hello to Lao Song when she passed by the pavilion. When she turned around, she bumped into someone. Song Shishi almost fell down and angrily accused: "Hey, didn't you open your eyes when you walked?"

The one who bumped into her was a young man, who apologized repeatedly.

Song Shishi was soft-hearted, and seeing his sincere tone, she waved her hand: "Okay, okay."

"Be careful next time. There are many elderly people here. If you bump into them, it will be bad if something happens."

"Sorry, sorry, I will definitely not do it next time. I just have an urgent matter."

"Urgent matter? What is it?" Song Shishi was curious.

The young man laughed dryly: "I want to find some people to make up the number."

"Make up the number?" Song Shishi's eyes lit up, "Do you pay?"

The young man nodded: "Yes, there are rich people, but... not much."

"How much is not much?"

The young man raised a finger: "Half a day... 10 yuan."

Song Shishi quickly calculated: "It's a bit little."

She quickly pointed to the old man in the pavilion: "Are they okay?"

The young man shook his head: "No, we need young girls."

Song Shishi immediately became alert and narrowed her eyes: "You are not... a human trafficker?"

When they heard about human traffickers, Old Song and others in the pavilion immediately turned around and stared at the young man.

The latter was frightened by the look and waved his hand to explain: "No, no, it's just... you know we are filming, we just need people to walk back and forth on the street."

"Filming, just walking on the street..." Song Shishi became interested again, "Are you sure it's 10 yuan to walk for half a day? You are not lying to me?"

Seeing the young man nod, she asked cautiously: "Which street are you filming on?"

Hearing that it was only two streets away, Song Shishi patted the young man's shoulder fiercely.

"I'll do this job!"

"Let's go!"

"I'll call a few more sisters for you."

The young man was overjoyed: "Really?"

Song Shishi led the way and took him to find someone.

The corner of the young man's mouth curled up.

Seeing the two of them go away, Old Song's eyes fell on the chessboard again.

Ge Ping'an asked: "That person looks unfamiliar, Old Song, are you really confident that Shishi will follow?"