Chapter 613: It's Not Scientific
Suddenly a cold air south, so that the weather in Shanghai suddenly became cold, for several days, except at noon, the sun directly hit the earth, so that the temperature rose slightly, in the morning and evening, the outside is very cold, the whining cold wind whistling, the pedestrians on the street seem to be blown into the house, the flow of people in the past in Shanghai, the street pedestrians are also much less than in the past.
On the small island of Shimao Lakeside Garden, San'er, who was dark-skinned and thin, drove a rented red Ferrari in the afternoon, driving blankly on the boulevard in front of the villas.
In the past, he had always been responsible for collecting information about the target before each operation, and he thought that this time the task was also very simple, and he would be able to collect all the information he needed to collect in two days.
But now more than a week has passed, and no information has been gathered at all.
"It's not scientific......"
This is the first time San'er has muttered dozens of times without knowing it.
In his opinion, this matter is really unscientific!
Last time, he obviously saw the target enter this high-end community, and he should be the owner of a villa here, but after more than a week of watching and searching, he never saw that person again.
You must know that person reported on the news that he was worth at least 70 million yuan! Isn't the life of a rich person very nourishing? Has anyone ever heard of a rich person with a net worth of nearly 100 million yuan staying at home for more than a week without going out?
San'er was originally waiting for the rabbit outside the community, but he didn't see the figure of the man for four or five days in a row, even behind the figure of the person's car. In order to complete the task, but also to make a fortune. He gritted his teeth and went to the dealership to rent a Ferrari. I bought myself a high-end suit.
When he bought this outfit, his heart was dripping blood, but there was no way, the target was likely to live in the villa area of the island, and the guardhouse at the entrance to the island was too tightly guarded! Ordinary people would be driven away if they approached the entrance a little, let alone swaggered in.
Even recently he rented a Ferrari, and he didn't dare to run inside every day, for fear of attracting the attention of the guards.
San'er drove the rented Ferrari around the villa area again. Still with no sign of the target, he had begun to wonder if the target was living here, and San'er not only felt a little discouraged.
"Sure enough, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny......"
San'er parked the car at the corner of an inconspicuous villa, reached out and found a piece of shriveled bread from under the platform, as well as a bottle of mineral water for one dollar.
Hungry!
He is probably the one who drives a Ferrari, but can only eat bread and drink mineral water in a Ferrari.
Especially for a few days in a row, there was bread and mineral water at noon, and a little oil and water in the stomach was about to be scraped clean, so the three children ate a bite of bread. After taking a sip of mineral water, I still feel that it is difficult to swallow, and I eat with my neck stretched out, like a goose eating food.
He eats slowly. While eating and drinking, he also scanned the figures in the villa area with his eyes, and he still had a trace of luck in his heart - what he was watching in movies and television. Isn't it all when you are about to despair, and suddenly you accidentally catch a glimpse of the target person appearing!
Well. Lao Tzu is also desperate now, so it stands to reason. That person should have appeared, right?
San'er was struggling to eat and drink, while turning these messy thoughts in his heart.
Once people fall into boredom, their minds will fall out of control, and all kinds of messy and unbelievable ideas may come to mind.
It's a pity that until he finished a piece of bread like taking medicine, he still didn't see any trace of the target, and today he found nothing.
Throwing the wrapping paper of bread out of the car window, San'er looked down at the Ferrari under him speechlessly, feeling that he was not sitting in a luxury car, but a pile of bright red bills! Seventy million is still a flash, in order to collect information about the target, he has spent thousands of dollars in the past few days, if he buys bread, so much money, how much should he be able to buy......
"Turtle son's! Rich people are not good things!"
scolded in a hateful whisper, and San'er had no choice but to drive the car out of the island.
About half an hour later, San'er returned to the apartment he shared with his two companions.
"Haven't had a harvest today?"
As soon as I entered the door, I heard Ah Fu's inquiry, Ah Fu was the companion with a slightly bald forehead, San'er raised his eyes to see, Ah Fu was playing Tetris with children, and he was biting a fruit dan peel in his mouth, chewing his big mouth, while playing games, his head was not raised, and he looked careless and hopeless, which made San'er very depressed, especially when he thought that he had been working hard outside for more than a week to collect information, but Ah Fu was playing Tetris here. After eating snacks, I felt very unbalanced in my heart, especially when he turned on the game so loudly, "Dodo...... The sound of the game ...... poof" was very harsh to his ears.
gave Ah Fu a white glance angrily, San'er chose not to respond, who can be a man without a temper?
It's a pity that there is still Brother Biao in the house, San'er didn't answer Ah Fu, Brother Biao, who was playing with the butterfly knife, glanced at him and casually asked the same question: "Is there any progress today?"
San'er dared to play a temper with Ah Fu, but he didn't dare to ignore Brother Biao, and when he heard this, he quickly shook his head and replied, "Brother Biao! ”
Maybe it was to retaliate for San'er for not answering his question just now, San'er had just finished answering Brother Biao, and Ah Fu, who was playing a game and eating snacks, interjected: "San'er! Your efficiency is also bad! I Tetris is about to play and clear the customs, you haven't found any news yet, look at Brother Biao! It's almost time to become a Wangfu stone!"
San'er: "......"
Not only was San'er speechless for a while, but Brother Biao also glanced at Ah Fu speechlessly when he heard this, and rushed with a dark face: "Did you read it well in elementary school? Is the allusion of Wangfu Stone used like this? Lao Tzu is waiting for a man's news to become Wangfu Stone? You pig brains, you?"
Ah Fu continued to play his game without raising his head, but he added a sentence very magically: "Hehe, Brother Biao, what age is it now, why are you still so feudal? Now men and men are also okay~!"
"I'll you next door!"
Brother Biao's temper was not very good, and he finally couldn't hold back, and with a flick of his hand, he marked the butterfly knife over, and with a "bang", the butterfly knife pierced the wooden table next to Ah Fu's arm, which scared Ah Fu a lot, and finally didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
San'er wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to think about it, there was no way, whether it was Brother Biao or Ah Fu, who had a big waist and a round waist, he could teach him how to be a person in minutes, in a small group that spoke with fists, if his fists were not hard, his temper would not be hard.
"Stare at it for three more days! If you still can't see a figure, let's quickly change the target! Don't hang yourself from a tree!" Brother Biao, who was in a bad mood, finally spoke, and San'er hurriedly agreed, in fact, he was about to lose hope.
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Lu Yang naturally didn't know anything about San'er, Brother Biao, and Ah Fu, and the reason why he hadn't gone out for more than a week was of course very simple - he was an otaku.
As a qualified writer, he, like most qualified writers, is also a qualified otaku.
There's a lot to write lately, and I have to practice boxing every day, and I occasionally go out to walk the dog in the evening, and the weather outside is cold again, so I don't usually go out if I'm fine.
In fact, San'er had a chance to see him recently-when Lu Yang went out to walk his dog every evening, but unfortunately, every time San'er entered the island and entered the villa area to look for it, it was not evening.
Perhaps, in his opinion, Lu Yang doesn't go out during the day, but the weather gets cold in the evening, and he won't go out!
For people with an active personality, if they don't go out for more than a week, they will feel like they are about to suffocate to death, but for Lu Yang, it doesn't matter if they don't go out for a month or even a year.
He doesn't have enough time every day, starting to practice boxing in the morning, then making a pot of tea, or starting to write scripts, or sitting in the yard basking in the sun, drawing a few pictures, or finding a book to read, accumulating some knowledge or learning some writing skills, or just watching the recent popular online novels, movies, TV series, and even listening to songs, there is nothing left to use in a day.
In the past, he still needed to go out occasionally to buy groceries and some daily necessities, but now that he has a housekeeper and nanny in his villa, he no longer needs to worry about the trivial things in life, and his life is more comfortable.
Well, every day, I will take the time to send text messages and make phone calls with Cao Xue, Tong Yaqian, or Rui Xiaoxiu, and Xingxinxin is there, and occasionally I will make a phone call to talk to her at will, and then let her put her mobile phone next to her son and listen to the little guy's babbling calls, on such days, where does he still want to go out? The weather outside is getting colder and colder.
After collecting his heart at home, Lu Yang's recent speed of writing has skyrocketed, the manuscript of "The Master" has increased by tens of thousands of words, the script of "You from the Star" has also been written, and the outline of the new book "Master" is almost perfect, seeing that it is the end of the year again, Lu Yang already plans to wait for the script of "You from the Star" to be written, and the outline of "Master" is all perfect, so he will pack up his things and go back to his hometown to prepare for the New Year.
This year he plans to go home early, and he is a little homesick after spending so much time outside this year.
If life is completely according to Lu Yang's plan, his life will be calm, at least there will be a lot less waves, but whose life can go completely according to his own plan?
Plans, always without big changes!
At noon three days later, San'er obeyed Brother Biao's instructions, drove a rented Ferrari to the island of Shimao Lakeside Garden for the last time, turned around and circled, and finally still found nothing, sighed, and could only drive away......
Just when San'er had given up hope and was about to leave, the car was driving outside the island, his unwilling eyes were still looking around, and suddenly, he finally saw a somewhat familiar figure - the figure of a woman, wearing a big red down jacket and a white scarf, hurriedly entered the island.
San'er's scattered eyes lit up, and he finally came to his senses. (To be continued......)
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