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Chapter 10 Scratches

In the rare sunny day, Liang Chuan opened the shop door early and moved a chair outside the house. He sat on it, not holding a newspaper or a cell phone, but maintained this sitting position and watched the crowds coming and going on the old street.

Other stores, whether it is selling food or clothing, need to attract customers, but Liangchuan’s store does not need it. It is impossible to walk on the street and just pull passers-by to your store to see if there is anything you need, right?

After sitting for two hours, the sun made her clothes slightly hot, but Liang Chuan didn't feel bored or bored at all, and he still enjoyed it very much.

Because of comparison,

Only then can you understand what cherishing means better.

Compared to the darkness that was lingering in the sky, and the howling of the cold wind that made the scalp numb at the beginning and the end was completely desperate,

The current sunshine, the flow of people, the noise,

It's so beautiful.

Wu Dahai has been quite busy recently. The case was announced to be solved half a month ago;

Zhao Qingshan had an affair with Xu Hui's wife, so Zhao Qingshan bribed Zhang Yiqiang and Zhang Baojun to kill Xu Hui, but failed, which aroused Xu Hui's alertness. Zhao Qingshan actually asked to kill one person and Zhang Baojun killed Zhang Yiqiang and obtained 100,000 yuan. However, Xu Hui, who noticed that he came, directly found an opportunity to kill Zhao Qingshan. He took advantage of his convenience in the crematorium and made two reports and sent Zhao Qingshan to the crematorium to cremate without anyone noticing. This is also the reason why Tan Guanghui's grandfather Tan Jiacai was cremated twice.

Liang Chuan gave Tan Jiacai's name to Wu Dahai, and the whole case was revealed. From beginning to end, no one in the case was an innocent person, whether it was the murderer or the deceased.

This case has attracted great attention from the society and has also become a topic of relish for a while. It is said that the reporter from CCTV's "Today's Statement" column has come down recently, and Wu Dahai is responsible for receiving and explaining the details of the case.

In short, Wu Dahai has been in a lot of lightning recently, and he seems to be a little bit trying to make progress. Last night, Wu Dahai called Liang Chuan and told Liang Chuan that the screenwriter of the "Today's Sayings" column that thought of a very beautiful case name, called "Yanluo Funeral Home". At the same time, Wu Dahai also apologized to Liang Chuan, because it was not convenient for Liang Chuan to show off.

Once the public learns that the police station actually makes people hypnotize the prisoners in the interrogation room, it is likely to cause an uproar in the public opinion.

However, Liang Chuan didn't care much about this.

If you really care about these things,

At this time, it wouldn't be like those old men and women sitting in front of the house and basking in the sun.

"Yeah, it's quite leisurely."

A young woman in a red coat carrying vegetables in her hands came over.

"It's rare to have a good sunshine, so you can burn it."

Liang Chuan stood up and knew this woman, named Sun Aiping. Less than two years after she got married, she opened a clothing store at the end of the street. Her husband was a chef and worked in a high-end hotel in Rongcheng.

"Haha, I seem to have seen you like this in other people before." Sun Aiping was a little careless and said whatever she thought of, "Hey, where did it come from."

"Let's be the hospital." Liang Chuan guessed.

"Oh, yes, it's the hospital. At the entrance of the hospital's tumor-inpatient building, the group of old men and women with all their hair fall out like to sit there with a bench. When I went to see a relative before, I passed there, tsk, that feeling..."

As Sun Aiping said this, she realized that this joke seemed not funny, and immediately apologized with some embarrassment:

"Kawazi, your sister, I'm just a broken mouth, don't mind."

Liang Chuan shook his head and asked, "What should I buy?"

"Buy some paper money and ingots, my man's grandmother will do vegetarian work, and it will be useful at that time."

Liang Chuan went to get some for her and wrapped it in a plastic bag. The woman gave the money, as if she was still embarrassed about her swearing just now. She forced her to put two tomatoes on the counter of Liang Chuan and let Liang Chuan taste it.

After the woman left, Liang Chuan looked up at the clock hanging on the wall of the shop.

Oh, it seems that it's time to have lunch.

Liang Chuan washed the two tomatoes, then poured himself a cup of boiling water, and sat on a chair behind the counter.

He held a tomato in his hand, he hesitated for a moment, and sent it to his mouth. He took a bite and the juice was very sweet, but Liang Chuan waited for a long time to take the second bite, and then, it took a longer time to take the third bite.

Eating is a very happy and pleasant thing for ordinary people, but for a person who does not feel hungry, eating loses most of the charm it originally possesses.

Instead, it has become a burden and burden in daily life.

Liang Chuan spent half an hour eating these two tomatoes. He needed so long to tell himself that he had lunch.

Pu'er came down at this time. This was a cat who was lazy during the day and active at night. Perhaps it was a rare good weather today, so it also chose to come out and squint on the steps and began to bask in the sun.

"Hey, the sun is so warm outside, why do you feel a little cold here?" Tan Guanghui came in. He came to Liangchuan's counter very familiarly and asked:

"Didn't you eat? Let's go out to eat hot pot. I just delivered a batch of goods this morning and I'll treat you."

After having contact with adult goods store that time, Liang Chuan did not take the initiative to contact the young man. He was not interested in the production of wax figures, but the young man didn't know why he found himself. He came here every few days, brought some ingots back today and some paper money tomorrow.

But how can ordinary people buy such things like this by a string of ingots or a stack of dark money?

"have eaten."

Liang Chuan recalled his lunch and replied.

"Have you eaten all?" Tan Guanghui shrugged helplessly, "It's time, I'll order a takeaway. The shop is a bit far away. I don't want to go back to eat anymore. I'll make do with you, right?"

Although he was asking if it was OK, Tan Guanghui had already found a place to sit down, picked up his phone and started ordering takeout.

"I said, you really don't need WeChat?" Tan Guanghui remembered the fact that he wanted to add Liang Chuan's WeChat a while ago. In his opinion, Liang Chuan was probably too lazy to pay attention to him.

Liang Chuan put his cell phone on the counter, got up, picked up a broom and started cleaning.

"Hey hey, I'll do it, I'll do it."

Tan Guanghui took the initiative to snatch the broom from Liang Chuan and started cleaning.

Pu'er, who was crawling at the door of the store, glanced inside and continued to bask in his own sun.

After all, he is also the one who opened his own store, and Tan Guanghui seemed to have the intention of deliberately getting close to him, so he cleaned it very seriously. When the takeaway came, he had just finished cleaning.

Then, while sitting there eating, he casually looked at Liang Chuan's shop.

This kind of scrutiny,

It seems to be a compulsory course for him every time he comes here.

Liang Chuan ignored him and continued to sit on the chair at the door, basking in the sun with Pu'er.

Liang Chuan has actually seen the scene that Sun Aiping mentioned before. Cancer hospitals across the country actually have this kind of "scenery".

Those old people, who had tumors, had their lives at the end of their lives, sat one by one at the entrance of the hospital building with benches.

Say he was waiting to die,

Not an exaggeration at all.

Human adaptability is terrible, even when facing death;

If you are allowed to face death in a gradual way, most people will slowly go from struggle to calm.

"You cat is pretty, what kind of breed is it?"

Tan Guanghui stretched out and prepared to tease the cat after having a good meal.

"The earth cat." Liang Chuan replied, "I picked it up in the garbage dump."

"Tsk tsk, what do you usually feed? The hair is so soft that those famous cats are not as good as those." Tan Guanghui said as he stretched out his hand to touch Pu'er's hair.

"Meow!"

Pu'er, originally lying lazily, suddenly "exploded" and scratched Tan Guanghui's hand with one claw, then rushed into the store and went up the second floor.

"hiss…………"

Tan Guanghui rubbed his left hand, and it must have been scratched by the cat's claws.

"This cat, how can you recognize her? "Tan Guanghui was not angry, but just smiled helplessly.

"Your hands are dirty."

Liang Chuan gave the answer,

"Pu'er won't stumble. There is a pharmacy opposite you can deal with it."

When Tan Guanghui heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then walked to Liangchuan and said:

"Brother, I have something I have always wanted to ask you. This is a strange thing, and I can't find anyone else to ask."

Liang Chuan looked at Tan Guanghui. At this time, Liang Chuan felt a little amused and cried. He pointed to the store sign.

"Have you watched too many TV series? I really only sell underworld goods. I am not a master of Onmyoji Feng Shui. I don't understand those things."

"But half a month ago, my breasts sent me a dream and told me that she wanted to change into a new dress, but you sent it to me personally, right?"

Tan Guanghui couldn't help but retort.

"This is not the same thing."

"Why isn't that the same thing? Brother, please help me. It's useless to go to the hospital for this problem." Tan Guanghui reached out and grabbed Liang Chuan's sleeve, "I'm afraid, I'm really a little scared. Brother, you really have to help me."

"You can try it in the temple. I really don't..."

"Brother, look!"

Tan Guanghui rolled up his sleeves,

There are claw marks that have just been scratched on the back of the hand.

But what is leaking is not blood.

But drops of yellow wax oil...
Chapter completed!
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