Although after leaving the room, I was still hesitant, and even opened my mouth to persuade Mu Zihan to wait a little longer? It's a pity that I still can't change his decision. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Perhaps, in his heart, it is also very contradictory. He wanted to see his father alive, but he didn't want to believe that his father would fake his death and come to the Golden Triangle.

It's just that although Mu Zihan insisted on not waiting, the two of us still didn't succeed in having dinner. Because, as soon as we walked out of the hotel gate, we were stopped by a ragged child.

I saw that this was a child about seven or eight years old, with unkempt hair, covered in dirt, and a black and dirty face that made it impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman. He was loosely covered with a suit that was very incommensurate with his thin figure, and the pants on his lower body, starting from the knees, were almost torn into strands of cloth, dragging long on the ground.

When we saw him, he was barefoot, anxiously roaming back and forth in front of the hotel. Originally, we didn't care, just a little flower on the side of the road, ready to ignore him.

However, when we turned around and were about to go to a restaurant for dinner, he suddenly screamed, and he didn't know what to shout, so he rushed up and stopped in front of me and Mu Zihan.

At the same time, the same sour smell from his body as when the rice had gone spoiled came to my face, penetrating my nostrils and stimulating my olfactory nerves, making me frown.

To be honest, I don't dislike this little flower, and I don't care about his ragged clothes, but the smell on his body is really flattering, this is definitely not something that can be "cultivated" by not taking a bath for a few days or weeks.

After Mu Zihan and I were stopped by this little boy named Hua, we saw that he kept telling us things I didn't understand at all, and he insisted on stuffing us with a crumpled note that had been crumpled by him.

This made me think that he was trying to ask for some money, so I quickly took some change out of my pocket and handed it to him, hoping to send him away as soon as possible, so that my nose would not continue to suffer.

However, before my hand to hand out the money reached the child, Mu Zihan stopped me and whispered to me: "He is not a little flower." After saying that, he ignored me with a stunned face, and bent down to say a few words to the child.

Just when I wondered what was going on? Mu Zihan had already taken the note from the child's hand, opened it and glanced at it, then motioned back to the hotel with a solemn face.

What happened next was even more confusing to me. Since Mu Zihan and I were by our side, the security guard at the door of the hotel did not embarrass the ragged child and let him enter the lobby with us.

"Xiao He, please take this child to take a bath, change his clothes, and let him have a good meal." Mu Zihan came to the front desk of the hotel, took out a stack of banknotes and handed it to the waiter Xiao He: "The rest of the money is your labor fee." ”

"This ......" Xiao He seemed a little hesitant, and secretly glanced at the innkeeper standing beside her.

If it is changed to such a busy time period, the waiter at the front desk wants to leave, as the boss, it is estimated that it is impossible to agree. It's just that now this request was made by Mu Zihan, so even if he is the owner of this hotel, he doesn't dare not agree, so he has to agree. After all, in his current cognition, Mu Zihan and I are both "big shots" that he can't afford to provoke.

I only heard him say a little helplessly: "You go......".

After watching Xiao He respond, he took the money and left with the child.

Mu Zihan called the innkeeper over again: "Boss, come and help me take a look, do you know this place?" Any idea where it is? As he spoke, he spread out the note he had just received from the child, and I finally read the contents of the note.

On this note, which is estimated to be about the size of an A16 paper, there is a line of information written in words that I can't read. And from Mu Zihan's words, it can be seen that this should be the name of a place somewhere. It's just that since we are not familiar with the environment of the city, we don't know exactly where it is, so we can only ask the innkeeper.

However, it is unbelievable that even the owner of this inn does not seem to be very sure of the specific location. I saw him staring at the note for a long time, and then frowning and thinking for a long time before he said in a very uncertain tone: "This seems to be in the slum on the west side of the city." Specific...... I'm sorry, Mr. Han, since I haven't been there, I don't know very well. ”

"Oh." Mu Zihan replied with a little regret, and asked instead: "Then if you navigate, can you lead to this place?" ”

"I guess so, I'm not sure." The innkeeper said embarrassedly.

But then, his face turned straight again, and he persuaded seriously: "Mr. Han, don't blame me for being nosy, if it's not necessary, I suggest you don't go there." It's dirty and messy, everybody's there, and it's night, it's dark, and it's too dangerous to go to the slums at this time to make sure what happens. Judging by his pertinent words and serious expression, it is obvious that he is not alarmist.

"I appreciate the kindness of the owner. It's a pity that I have something very important and I have to go. Mu Zihan said with a wry smile helplessly.

"Then we'll have to wait until daylight tomorrow to go? It's at least safer during the day than at night. Mr. Han, maybe you don't know, there are some places there that don't even have electricity, and when you go at night, it's pitch black. "The boss again worried about the persuasion.

"Of course I know that, and, I want to. However, this matter is so urgent that I can't wait a minute. Mu Zihan replied firmly.

Seeing that Mu Zihan was so persistent, the innkeeper no longer persuaded him, and after saying "those two should be more careful", he shut up and didn't speak.

Although I really want to ask Mu Zihan, what did he expect from that little boy called Hua? Who is he? And what is there in the place on this note, which makes Mu Zihan so urgent, and he has to rush over immediately?

However, looking at his solemn face and his eyebrows locked, I knew that now was not a good time to ask these questions. Otherwise, it is a trivial matter if the question is not answered, and it will be a big loss to burn yourself.

In the end, Mu Zihan explained to the innkeeper and said, "Trouble you. When the boy comes back later, if he wants to go home, you can find a way to give him a ride; If he doesn't leave, I'll find him a room to rest in, and all the expenses will be credited to my account. ”

After saying that, seeing that the boss nodded helplessly in agreement, he hurriedly pulled me out of the hotel and went straight to our car parked in the nearby underground parking lot.

(To be continued)