"Since we are so knowledgeable, we don't have to be polite." Lin Kongqing unhurriedly began to take out the tea leaves, brewing this cup of Junshan Silver Needle, but after a while, a cup of yellow and bright tea was placed in front of him: "Please." ”

In fact, I didn't have the heart to drink tea, and I wasn't in the mood to appreciate the superb tea ceremony skills of the shopkeeper in front of me, but after waiting for so long, I couldn't even wait for these ten minutes. He tried his best to pretend to be calm, not wanting to lose his temper in front of this little guy, let alone being noticed something.

Lin Kongqing just smiled and didn't speak, quietly looking at him pretending to be cautious, but in fact he was slightly flustered. Wait until the guests are calmed down before discussing the next steps.

What's more, looking at the appearance of the person in front of him, he can basically guess what troubles he has.

Junshan silver needle belongs to the yellow tea series, in Buqing, it represents family affection. This is not counted as his wife and lover, but is really related by blood, or has an adoption relationship, will be included.

It must be between immediate family members, perhaps parents, brothers, or children. But in addition to being sick or missing, the elders generally have no other conditions, and in these two cases, either going to the hospital or calling the police to find someone, it has nothing to do with Bu Qing at all, after all, they are doing secret work, not the kind of work that publicizes everywhere with great fanfare and posts missing notices all over the street.

If it's not for the elders, the rest is easier to guess.

The problems between siblings are emotionally handled behind closed doors, without outsiders interfering, and as for money, it is not their turn to appear, and the lawyers are waiting there. So the only option left is children.

And for this guest, this child is not an ordinary child, most likely, it is an illegitimate child.

Because he was anxious, the other party didn't taste the fragrance of the tea, took two sips at will, and said the purpose of the trip: "I came here to ask you to find my son." ”

Lin Kongqing had already guessed, but he didn't react, but just said officially: "Bring me his photo." ”

The other party hesitated for a moment and asked, "You won't take it to look for it openly, will you?" ”

Lin Kongqing smiled: "That kind of thing, you can do it yourself, why bother us." ”

He let out a long sigh, thinking about it, if he could do something by himself, why bother these people with a lot of money. So he took out a photo from his arms and handed it to Lin Kongqing.

It was a photo of a teenager playing basketball, it looked like he was almost a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, Lin Kongqing said with some embarrassment: "This boy is still underage." I think it's better to hand it over to the police, Buqing's side has always been to take over underage matters. ”

"No, that's a picture from four years ago, and this kid is almost twenty years old now."

Lin Kongqing affirmed the thoughts in his heart.

A photo from four years ago? To be honest, it's a little far away, and this photo is not a frontal photo, but at first glance, it looks like a girl secretly took a picture of the boy she likes. As his father, even if he is a rough man, he can't even get a closer, ID photo or the like, even if he doesn't, the child's mother, grandparents, even classmates or teachers, should be able to provide it.

He didn't, and this child is his son, and this relationship is inevitably too intimate. And judging from his panicked look, he should be very concerned about this child, and this kind of mistake is difficult to happen. This only shows that he cares, but he can't be very close to this child.

As for the idea of divorce and the like, he threw it away directly, which child had an accident, the first person who was panicked was not the mother, no matter what he said, he had to come along, or he called several times an hour to urge. But the guest in front of him looked sneaky, and he was carrying a photo from four years ago, unless he fell out with his ex-wife and didn't know the trace of his son, so he thought of such a way to find someone, otherwise, he could only think about illegitimate children.

But it's a pity that this kind of guest who came to them Buqing is 100% a dispute caused by unclear romantic debts, and this one will probably not be an exception at the moment.

It's just a pity that such a sunny boy is. He sighed inwardly, but said with a smile on his face, "Well, we need more detailed information so that we can help us find your son as much as possible, and what else can we provide." For example, his dating status, his mobile phone, or computer, or various social accounts, such as Weibo and the like. ”

But in the end, what came to him was only a buckle number.

Fortunately, there is also a password, otherwise he will not die in this life, but it is just a photo from four years ago, a number that I don't know if it is he often uses, and the vague middle and high school experience is enough for Lin Kongqing to regret for a while.

As for the rest, the man died without revealing anything.

Next, it's to see if Hu Cheng's superb computer skills can dig up a little information on the Internet, since this photo looks like it was taken secretly, and he himself looks pretty good, it should be in school, which will cause a lot of discussion among girls.

After sending off the guests, the photo was thrown in front of the computer at the front desk along with the buckle number on the small note. The skinny Zhang Wei poked out his messy head: "Store manager, isn't it just a little bit of information." ”

"And the junior high school and high school are written on the back, no way, people don't want to say, do I force him to confess. Don't worry, this time the commission will give you a little more. ”

Zhang Wei smiled happily, he was busy for a while, but he suddenly remembered something, and called Lin Kongqing, who was walking to the back room: "Store manager! Isn't this person's information entered? What if the matter is done and the money is not paid? We're going to have to settle accounts. ”

Lin Kongqing waved his hand: "Don't worry, he still has something to come over, just get it when the time comes." No, it was raining just now, and I was busy making tea for him, and my coat was about to wrinkle, so I had to change it quickly. ”

Zhang Wei agreed, and hid behind the computer again to make trouble.

Only the tall Zhao Weijie had nothing to do at this time, so he casually swung these precious jewels and jade, and was afraid that he would accidentally touch something, so he took an umbrella and went out again.

In this jewelry store called Buqing, all that is left is the sound of ticking keyboard tapping.