Chapter 35: Shell Nail Salons (Part II)

"Seen on the Internet...... I want to get my nails done. Xu was because of the strange dress of the woman in front of me, and I spoke a little incoherently.

"No problem, what do you want to make?" the woman sat behind a table, sorting out her nail tools, seemingly unconcerned about my surprise.

"The cheapest is enough, how much is it, is there a group purchase price?" This is not my intention to portray my image as a consumer, but it is overstretched, and I must be careful in the right way to explore the truth.

"The cheapest 58, you can choose the styles on these color plates", she handed over two color cards, the colors of which were either bright or bland, and they were not flattering. I noticed that she was wearing medical rubber gloves on her hands.

"I think there are still 388, can you take a look", although it is not within the scope of my consideration, I still want to see Guan Linlin's aesthetics. She nodded, took out a delicate leather wallet from under the table, and opened it to reveal two nail color cards. There are many kinds of nail art at this price, either luxurious or fresh, in short, full of artistic taste, which is not at all comparable to a few 58s.

"Forget it, I want 58, make this bean paste powder", I pointed to the color on the far right of the second row of the 58-color version, and I felt that only this color could barely be called a cluster of phoenix tails in the chicken feathers everywhere. "Start now?"

"Put your hand over and put it away," she motioned for me to put my hand on the pillow, then took my right hand and began to trim my nails with tools. Her hands were cold and could be felt through her gloves, which was unusual.

"It's not big, but it's all in the box. It's your own shop", seeing her get to work, I also started my own curvy inquiry program.

"Not mine. ”

"Then seeing that you are so skilled, you must have been working here for a long time", I didn't care about her cherishing words like gold, and continued to arrange my words, "This store should have been decorated for some years." ”

"I came to work on the first day today, and the nail technician in between resigned", she spoke very slowly, her voice muffled, like a broken cassette.

"No wonder, I'm still wondering why Sasha wasn't here today, it turns out that she resigned. ”

"You've been here before?" she replied unexpectedly quickly, further distorting her already strange tone.

"No, I haven't been," I said, staring at the woman's hand in front of me, watching her file my nails into a plump square shape with a nail file, and apply bean paste-colored nail polish to it. What I'm waiting for is her next reaction. "Do you know Guan Linlin, she is a regular customer of yours here, she always comes, and she has recommended Sasha to me a few times. ”

As expected, her shoulders fluttered when she heard Guan Linlin's name, like a butterfly flapping its wings, although it was slight and brief, it was still caught by me.

"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of this person", the woman flatly denied, but her answer was really unimportant at this point. She continued to color my nails and repeatedly reminded me to turn on the lamp, as diligent as a normal clerk. But I have already decided that being in this store, the person in front of me is inseparable from the death of Guan Linlin and Cao Ke.

"Oh, I thought you'd know each other too, it doesn't matter", the nail on my right hand has been sealed, I took it to my eyes, the nail edge is neat, the color is full, there is nothing to be picky about at this price. "Sister, I always feel that you are very familiar, have we met somewhere. ”

"There's no one at night, and there's no sun protection, so you take off your sunglasses and mask. ”

The nail technician on the other side named Ayu sealed my left fingernail and motioned for me to turn on the lamp one last time, and then cleaned up the scattered tools on the table. "I'm sick and I'm afraid of scaring the guests. ”

The movement of her hand revealed a small patch of skin underneath the glove, and I noticed that her wrist was as pale as the paper, without the slightest hint of blood.

"Well, that's a pretty good nail...... "I thought I should keep asking, but I really didn't have any talent that was difficult for a strong man, and I had to come up with a new reason to stay before she gave the eviction order, so that my scouting plan could continue. I pretended to rummage through my phone in my bag, desperately recalling the thriller I watched recently, in which there was a talkative protagonist who always threw out social topics out of place, which is worth learning more from an unsociable ghost like me. By the way, did he escape in the end, I'm afraid he didn't die the fastest at most......

"By the way, do you want to experience our store's secret massage, which can dredge the meridians and run qi and blood. Miss, you're a new customer, I'll give you a discount. Just as I was racking my brains, her voice sounded faintly without a trace of warmth, like an old vine entwined, full of temptation and not to be refused.

"Okay, then I'm sorry for you", I knew that there was a deception, but I still happily agreed. I was thrilled by her sudden proposal, and it didn't take a lot of effort to come by.

According to previous investigations, the "secret massage" should only be provided to regular customers in the store, and Guan Linlin was particularly fond of this service before her death, and she must have learned important clues related to her death. But what I didn't expect was that I was "lucky" to experience this kind of service the first time I came, which is really a blessing from God.

"Then come in with me. The woman got up and closed the door of the store as she spoke, leading me to the inner room, "It's getting late, there shouldn't be any customers coming, let's close the door and be safe." ”

The talisman I had just drawn in the afternoon was still in my pocket, so I naturally didn't care about it. Just like in the last twenty minutes of the movie, when the truth is about to come out, and good will triumph over evil, a kind of pre-war tension stimulates my nerves.

Ayu was the first to lift the white curtain, and I followed closely into the house. It was a narrow, enclosed room, like a makeshift partition, without windows, which filled the room with a damp, musty smell that could not be dissipated for a long time. In the back of the room was a bed, four-legged and slightly recessed in the middle, which looked high and fluffy. Next to the bed stood a sliding-down three-tiered workbench with small glass bottles that resembled essential oils, disposable gloves used or unused, scented candles in the shape of cups, and the same ceramic doll I had just seen at Guan Linlin's house on the bottom floorβ€”one more to my list of evidence.

"Just lie in bed, then I'll turn off the lights, you just have to close your eyes and relax. The woman motioned for me to lie down, put a neck pillow under my neck, and sat down on a round stool beside the bed, lighting a candle.

I closed my eyes cooperatively, and soon I smelled a new smell in the air, a sweet fragrance mixed with the fatness of oil, at first soft and sweet, but after a while, the withered smell was as strong as burning pine cypress, making it more and more difficult for me to breathe. Somehow, in the darkness, I vaguely saw mountains and vines growing, and the mountains and seas were crystal clear, as if I was in the fairyland of Buddhism.

I felt a pair of cold hands slowly caress my neck, their movements gentle and suggestive, as if a sea serpent was swimming in every inch of my skin. Maybe it was because of the right strength, or maybe I took it lightly, and in a trance, the hands on my body turned into a ribbon, a wisp of smoke, and a cold air blowing in the cold winter moon, and I didn't seem to feel its existence at all.

The fairyland in front of me changed, the light spots flickered, and the camera turned suddenly, I saw Cao Ke and Guan Linlin, and saw them standing next to a well, waving to me expressionlessly, and then throwing themselves into the water in turn-

The next one, as if it was my turn.