You should know that Ye Feibai thought it was enough to find a flower shop. Unless the rose poet could photosynthesis, otherwise he would have to eat anyway and he might sell it to these flower shops.

The three of them walked outside for a long time and did not ask any information about the Rose Manor. While the sun was too strong at noon, the three of them sat around the street stalls and drank cold drinks under the large parasol with advertisements printed on them.

"It's really annoying to solve the case. Are you so annoying to me usually?" Ye Feibai bit the plastic straw in his mouth and made some vague sounds.

Gong Junming was lying on the recliner, not wanting to pay attention to Ye Feibai at all. Only Lao He smiled helplessly: "Who said no, I'm using my meager income and doing the stuff of flesh at the tip of a knife. In the past, in order to catch a murderer, he lurked by the cesspool for six hours. Good guy, he didn't eat for three days after he went back."

"Hahaha, that's really interesting." Ye Feibai was just amused by Lao He's incident. When he raised his eyes, Ye Feibai saw a little space between the two buildings. There was a sign outside, full of flowers, and a flower shop was opened.

"Sweetheart Flower Words." The name of this store is too small and remote, and is basically in a state of no interest.

Ye Feibai was slowly attracted by this store and began to approach the flower shop in a daze. He always felt that what could be found here.

"What's wrong?" Old He also noticed Ye Feibai's strange behavior. Following Ye Feibai's eyes, he also discovered that the small flower shop also understood what Ye Feibai was going to do. He quickly woke up the sleepy Gong Junming and he followed Ye Feibai's footsteps.

The owner of the flower shop is an old lady in her sixties and seventies. It seems that she is not the one who has named this kind of name. At this time, the old lady was packing up the trimmed flowers and leaves, and did not notice Ye Feibai's approaching at all.

"Auntie, did you open this flower shop?" Ye Feibai bent down and asked softly.

When the boss heard a customer coming to the door, he immediately looked up and showed a happy expression: "Ah, yes, young man, do you want to buy flowers for your girlfriend?"

Ye Feibai thought for two seconds and immediately replied with a smile: "Yes, I haven't had any romance before. I want to buy her a bouquet of flowers. Do you have any recommendations?"

The boss's wife was very enthusiastic. There was a rare customer who wiped his hands and took Ye Feibai into the store.

Although this shop is small and has a simple decoration, the flowers placed on the counter are really not covered. They are bright red and extremely beautiful, as if they exudes magic, perfectly interpreting the charm of flowers.

"Boss, your flower is really good, its quality is not low." Ye Feibai touched the flowers with his fingertips, slapped the wind into his nose twice, thrusting his nose twice, and sucking all the smell in.

The fresh fragrance of flowers is mixed with a familiar smell: "carbon residue, wood, ash garden soil."

Ye Feibai felt it was different in other flower shops. It was not that the soil was different, but that the soil contained the perverted blood.

"The boss is very fresh. When did you buy the goods?"

"Ah, that guy, the young man really has a good idea. That was the goods I bought yesterday afternoon. It's great, that's the best flower in the store." The boss smiled and praised Ye Feibai's eyes and began to introduce his store-town treasure.

What kind of love fortune is strong, the representative of romance, the mysterious magic, how mysterious this flower is, Ye Feibai did not come to listen to this, interrupting the boss's speech in one go.

"Boss, I didn't expect that you would have such a romantic name at such an old age." Ye Feibai exclaimed pretendingly, looking for information that could distinguish the origin of these flowers.

The boss picked a few extremely beautiful roses and handed them to Ye Feibai, with a smile on his face: "This name naturally follows the taste of your young people, right?"

Ye Feibai glanced at the rose in the boss's hand a few times and expressed his satisfaction: "Who did you buy the goods? I want to get some fresh ones and buy a lot to surprise my girlfriend." Then Ye Feibai pretended to be nothing and began to browse other flowers.

The boss's wife suddenly became alert, her eyes changed suddenly, and she no longer spoke endlessly. She became much more cautious and the air became a little solidified.

Ye Feibai felt more and more like a mirror about this situation, and this situation was almost stable.

"What's wrong? Is there anything inconvenient for the boss?" Ye Feibai turned around and looked at the boss with kind eyes, putting pressure on her invisibly.

However, just as this pressure method was about to work, Lao He took Gong Junming into the room: "Hello boss, we are the police and want to ask you a few questions."

Ye Feibai's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he roared in his heart: "Isn't this tm a teammate of pigs?"

Ye Feibai quickly turned his head and pretended not to know these two goods. Old He was about to ask Ye Feibai what was wrong, but he saw Ye Feibai's hand gestured, probably meaning, I don't know you two cheating guys.

Lao He didn't know why, so he could only pretend not to know him and directly asked the boss. Sure enough, the boss had an affair with the people from Rose Manor. He didn't know about it after asking. It was obvious that the flower was placed here and he refused to admit it.

Ye Feibai watched from the side. Although the boss was the strictest, her expression was telling Ye Feibai that she was lying. She was obviously so panicked that she bit herself to death but didn't know.

Old He was a little surprised. He didn't know why the boss's wife was so resistant to him, but he knew it in his heart. He glanced at Ye Feibai and said you could just leave. Old He nodded, said goodbye to the boss's wife, and took Gong Junming away.

"Boss, what are the police looking for you? It's not that you are the flower, you are not from the right place, right?" Ye Feibai didn't ask directly, and slowly knocked indirectly.

"No, how is this possible? I feel a little uncomfortable with that customer. I'm sorry if I don't do business today." The boss's wife's expression was a little hurry, as if she was holding something very urgent.

Ye Feibai also nodded slowly and walked out of the flower shop. Seeing the boss's wife pulling down the roller shutter door without even placing the stall outside, Ye Feibai smiled: "That's really a pity."

The more urgent it is, the more likely it is to reveal flaws. This is Ye Feibai's summary. He had died ten thousand times after so long, without the calmness on the spot.

The boss's actions clearly told Ye Feibai that she was guilty of being a thief.

After leaving the door, I returned to the street stall, ordered a cold drink, and lay on the lounge chair with my legs raised, waiting for the boss's wife to reveal her feet.

Old He and Gong Junming were also lying on the side holding a big newspaper in their hands covering their faces: "It's a pity that you don't go to be a policeman." After Gong Junming's "patient explanation", he also understood why Ye Feibai did this.

"Police? Will you accept this thing?" Ye Feibai pinched the Lieyin Ling in his hand and rubbed it twice.

Lao He suddenly became silent and smiled angrily: "What these senior officials are thinking all day long, how can we understand it thoroughly?"

While the two were talking, they saw the boss lady taking off her apron and hurriedly walking along the street.

Ye Feibai then slowly stood up, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he tidied up his collar.

"Guys, the prey is hooked."
Chapter completed!