Smack.

The rain fell on the black umbrella.

The boy held the handle of the umbrella and entered the long street.

The Red Light District, as the name suggests, is a place where children can't go.

Now this kind of place has been depressed a lot.

But there will still be people who make a living from it.

Compared to the bustling streets, there are not so many luxuries, but there are a few shampoo shops and a tricycle selling fried skewers on the street.

When the boy walked over, the boss was still beckoning: "Little brother, let's have a skewer, you have the strength to eat enough!" ”

Qin Wei'an didn't look back, only lifted the side of the umbrella.

The boss looked a little straight-eyed: "It's so handsome, and it's still used for fun?" What do the students think today? ”

I probably heard him say this.

Qin Wei'an folded back: "Apart from me, have other students been here?" ”

The owner of the skewer seller is a personal elite.

No, it should be said that people who can live in the red light district are human spirits.

"I've been here, but there are many." The boss ordered another skewer of chicken breast: "Buy some?" Let's talk? ”

Qin Wei'an's thin lips hooked slightly: "How much do you have a day here?" ”

"What?" The boss wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

The young man lowered his eyes: "I want stalls, cars, and strings, how much is it a day?" ”

"That's a lot." The boss wiped his hands with an apron: "Look at my geographical location, the red light district can be seen left, right, and right, and it is facing the street, I am a time-honored brand, many young people have driven after jumping, today it is raining, I don't want to go too far, if this is usual, I have to ...... it if I say less."

"700." Qin Wei'an interrupted him.

The boss sighed: "This is not good, it is too little." ”

Just while he was waiting for the other party to raise the money.

The boy said, "Forget it." ”

The boss of the fried skewers was stunned, and immediately said: "Little brother, don't go, let's discuss again!" ”

"600." Qin Wei'an stopped.

The boss gritted his teeth: "It's all said 700, why are you still pumping money, 700 is given to you." ”

"I'll take over tomorrow." Qin Wei'an's expression was faint: "What is the matter with the student you just said?" ”

When the boss of the fried skewers heard this, he looked left and right, and then said: "Recently, there are a lot of students who come here, and I don't know what's going on, but one student committed suicide inexplicably. ”

Qin Wei'an's expression was unmoved: "It does sound scary, but now that students are under a lot of pressure, it is not strange that they will jump off the building." ”

"The main thing is that she didn't jump off a building!" The boss of the fried skewers got closer again: "I committed suicide in a small hotel, and it has been four or five days since I was found out, don't you say it's strange." ”

The boy raised his eyebrows: "It's really strange. ”

"Right." The boss of the fried skewers whispered: "This is a bit like he killed in the TV series, but the forensic doctor also came, and after watching the scene, it was suicide, alas, what are young people thinking now, they have money to spend on school, why can't they get along with themselves..."

The boy didn't say a word from beginning to end, and it wasn't until the end that he spoke: "There are some things that will be voluntary as long as you are guided." ”

"What?" The skewer boss didn't understand.

The young man smiled: "It's nothing, I'm also a student, why haven't I heard of an accident at school." ”

"The news must be pressed down, after all, it's a student of A University." The boss of the fried skewers fished the chicken breast out of the oil pan: "A skewer?" ”

The young man's tone was light: "No, I'll go in and take a look." ”