The little guy Wu Tongguang wanted to know had basically already told him, and Wu Tongguang thought that he wouldn't waste time here. He took out a bill from the pocket of his jacket and slapped it on the table, saying, "Don't look for the rest, I'll add your own pot to the bar!" With that, he walked out of the restaurant quickly.

Just when Wu Tongguang was about to close the door, he heard the voice of the young man behind him, "Another pot of wine!" "It seems that this young man has a mediocre amount of alcohol, and he is already drunk and a little out of shape after less than a pot of wine.

After Wu Tongguang went out, he turned to the other corner of the restaurant. At this time, Wu Tongguang stretched out his head under the cover of the building.

Wu Tongguang stared at the noodle stall opposite the restaurant, and saw a young man dressed as a guy stirring in a large iron pot with chopsticks.

Just as the young man was about to take out the noodles in the pot, a middle-aged man in a black robe and a black top hat walked out of the restaurant where Wu Tongguang had just eaten.

I saw the middle-aged man nodding slightly at the young man at the noodle stall, and the young man at this time seemed to have received some order, and immediately poured the noodles that had just been filled into the bowl into the swill bucket on the side, and then spilled all the boiling water in the big iron pot on the street. Looking at it like this, the owner of the noodle stall is about to close the stall.

The middle-aged man looked around vigilantly, and when he saw that there were no suspicious people around, he strode in the direction of the Jixiang Hotel.

At this time, the corners of Wu Tongguang's mouth rose upward, revealing a smug smile. He guessed correctly, the owner of the noodle stall and the uninvited guests of the restaurant were indeed on the same boat. The intention of the group of people to hide surveillance and disguise themselves is already clear.

Wu Tongguang didn't care about the coldness of the wall, and leaned straight against the wall. He pulled out a cigarette and put it to his mouth, but did not immediately light it. I saw Wu Tongguang looking up at the starry sky, thinking for a moment, and then taking the cigarette off his mouth, and then, Wu Tongguang walked briskly in the opposite direction of the Jixiang Hotel.

Just before nine o'clock the next morning, a tall and thin young man dressed in a gray robe and a black top hat appeared in front of the auspicious inn.

His outfit was normal in those days, but in the winter when the ultraviolet rays were not very strong, he wore a pair of sunglasses, which looked a little out of place in the bustling crowd.

I saw that the young man's face was a little pale, and he yawned from time to time, even if he was wearing a pair of dark sunglasses, he couldn't hide his exhaustion.

The young man stood at the door of the inn and looked around very vigilantly.

The young man in the auspicious hotel saw that this strange guest wearing sunglasses had been lingering in front of his hotel, and he was a little puzzled, so he walked up to the young man and said respectfully, "This gentleman, do you want to stay in the hotel or do you want to rest?" Our house is clean and hygienic, and the price is fair. If you're staying at a hotel, it's ...... for one night."

Before the hotel boy finished quoting the price, the young man walked briskly in the direction of Xingsheng Restaurant. As he walked, he looked around vigilantly, looking extremely flustered.

At the moment when the young man left the auspicious hotel, several vendors in front of the hotel made a small movement. Two hawkers had already subconsciously touched their right hands to their waists, and two hawkers had abandoned their stalls and stepped into the street in two big steps.

The young man apparently noticed the movement behind him, and he looked behind him from time to time, and his steps became more panicked, so that he kept bumping into pedestrians on the street, causing passers-by to complain and even shout and scold.

Obviously, the small changes of these hawkers are aimed at young people. But looking at the back of the young man who was gradually moving away, they did not catch up, on the contrary, they all looked in the direction of the second floor of the auspicious inn, as if they were waiting for someone else to give them instructions.

But in the direction of the second floor of the hotel that several hawkers were looking at, the windows were closed, and there was not the slightest abnormality. In desperation, several vendors had no choice but to return to their stalls and continue to sell their goods.

The young man walked quickly to the door of Xingsheng Restaurant before stopping. I saw him swaying his body from side to side, looking nervously through the bustling crowd in the direction of the road, and seeing that the hawkers did not catch up, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The young man saw that there was a noodle stall opposite the restaurant, so he shook his body and walked over. When he arrived at the noodle stall, the young man picked up the nearest table and sat down heavily.

The noodle stall owner hurriedly greeted him at this time, and said respectfully, "This gentleman, what do you want to instruct?" In fact, the noodle stall owner's question sounded very strange to others. It's not yet nine o'clock, and it's at least two hours before lunch, and it's time to prepare lunch. So no matter what kind of meal the customer ordered, the noodle stall didn't sell it at all in a short period of time.

The young man looked at the noodle stall owner and said weakly, "Bring me a pot of dragon well!" After saying that, he lay on the table, still writhing his body, and his mouth still let out "Ah! Yes! "There was a groan of pain, and it seemed that the young man was very uncomfortable right now.

"Wait a minute, I'll make you a pot of good Longjing tea!" The noodle stall owner replied even more strangely, this is just a street stall run by a small capital, not to mention the best Longjing tea, even a handful of inferior tea leaves cannot be found. Cool and white in summer and hot in winter, it is the only drink in this street stall, and it has to be drunk in a soup bowl with noodles.

It didn't take much effort, and the owner of the noodle stall really carried a teapot and walked to the young man's side. The boss still said to the young man as respectfully as at first, "Sir, tea is here!" Shall I pour it for you? ”

The young man struggled to sit up straight, but his body kept writhing, as if there were thousands of ants crawling in his clothes.

The young man took off his sunglasses, and the two heavy dark circles under his pale face were particularly obvious.

The young man looked at the noodle stall owner with a somewhat empty look, and the word "good" had just come out. Immediately afterwards, the young man seemed to have changed into a different person, and his originally empty eyes were filled with fear in just a moment, and his mouth opened into an "O" shape because of fear.

I only heard the young man cry out in horror, "It turned out to be you!" As soon as he finished shouting, the young man stood up with a "Teng", and then overturned the table in front of him. The teapot that the stall owner had just brought up was also shattered, and a pot of hot water was sprinkled on the ground and steamed. Then the young man turned and fled.