Chapter 19: Delivering the Message
After walking into the restaurant, I found that Fang Ling had really put a lot of thought into it for this date. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info because the small restaurant she chose, although the scale is not large, but the interior decoration is very warm, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
Under the leadership of a restaurant waiter, we soon came to the small box booked by Fang Ling, and after both sat down opposite each other, Fang Ling took the menu handed by the waiter, and asked while looking at it aimlessly, "What do you want to eat?" ”
"Whatever, I'm not hungry anyway, let's order it later, let's have a pot of tea first." Mu Zihan, who had never looked at me from beginning to end, waved his hand at the waiter who was waiting for us to order.
Fang Ling also seemed to agree with Mu Zihan's opinion, closed the menu casually, handed it back to the waiter and said, "We'll order the dishes later, and bring us a pot of Tieguanyin first." ”
"Okay, please wait." After answering with the menu, the waiter turned around and left the small box, and closed the door of the box for us.
Although, as the waiter left, there were only four of us left in the box, but none of us spoke, and an awkward and depressing atmosphere flowed between the four of us.
Although Mu Zihan and I both know that this is for the purpose of acting, and I have been thinking about how to give Mu Zihan the note I hid in my pocket. However, for a moment, I really couldn't think of a good way to do it.
After a while, the door of our box was opened again, and a waiter from the restaurant, carrying tea, walked in, respectfully placed it on the table in front of us, and whispered, "This is the Tieguanyin you ordered." ”
Originally, my whole attention was focused on Mu Zihan, but when I heard the waiter's voice, I suddenly shook my whole body, and thought: Why is this voice so familiar, it seems that I have heard it somewhere?
So I couldn't help but turn my head to look at her, and when I saw her face clearly, my mind went blank for a moment, and I could only sit there stunned, at a loss, and I didn't dare to move in the slightest.
That's right, the waiter who came in with this tea was the same woman I met at the bar last night.
What's going on? Was it a coincidence or was she deliberately arranged? If it's a coincidence, it's too much of a coincidence. But if she deliberately arranged it, it would be terrible.
Although I told her some basic information about Mu Zihan on the phone after I left the bar yesterday, I clearly remember that I didn't mention this date at noon today. How did she know? Did you follow Mu Zihan? Or did you find out about it through other means? And how did she manage to pretend to be a waitress at this restaurant? It's all incredible, how much time has passed, and their efficiency is too high.
The woman smiled at me, winked at me secretly, and left the box.
Just when I was thinking about what I should do next, Fang Ling, who was sitting next to me, seemed to be very sensitive to the subtle feeling between me and the woman, and suddenly asked me, "Do you know him?" ”
"No, I don't know, this is the first time I've come to this restaurant, how can I know the waiter here." I quickly denied it, but even I felt that my performance at the moment was full of emptiness.
Sure enough, hearing my answer, Fang Ling seemed to be more sure that I knew the waiter, with a hint of inexplicable eyes, and after looking at me for a while, she said again: "Really?" Hmph, forget it, even if you know each other, it's none of my business. After speaking, he turned to look at Mu Zihan and asked, "Let's talk about it, what happened to the two of you yesterday?" ”
Seeing Fang Ling's attitude, I knew that she was really angry, but I really couldn't explain it to her now, so I could only bury this grievance in my heart, hoping to solve the case as soon as possible, and then explain the truth to her thoroughly.
"What's going on?" After Muzi laughed coldly, he glanced at me disdainfully and said, "I'm just firing an incompetent assistant who always drags me back, it's not a big deal." ”
"Zihan, how can you say that. Although Siyuan is your assistant, he is also our friend. Isn't it too hurtful for you to talk like that? Wang Xinyan, who also didn't know the truth, seemed to be very upset for me, and asked Mu Zihan with a blameful tone.
However, Mu Zihan did not answer Wang Xinyan, but stared at me and said: "Hmph, Qin Siyuan, Qin Siyuan, I really can't see it, you usually don't have much ability, and your ability to pretend to be wronged and complain is not small." Still, I'm telling you, it didn't work. Moreover, I solemnly tell you now, in the future, I will take my Yangguan Road, you cross your single-plank bridge, we had better not violate the river water, otherwise, I want you to look good. After saying that, he slapped the table directly, got up and was about to leave.
Although, Mu Zihan's attitude made Wang Xinyan and Fang Ling on the side look at him in disbelief, and they couldn't help but have angry expressions on their faces. However, I know that all this is actually acting, but I don't really care about his cold words.
It's just that when I saw him leaving like this, I was secretly anxious about how to tell him what I had encountered at the bar last night.
Suddenly, I had an idea, and I also pretended to be stimulated by his words, very angry and excited, slapped the table and stood up, pointed at him and said: "Mu Zihan, don't think that if you usually call you Detective Mu, you really treat yourself as a garlic, to put it bluntly, you are just the boss of a small detective agency." Without me, you're just a bare-bones commander, and you're angry. ”
"Yo, I didn't see you all night, did you go to grind your teeth? You dared to bite me back. Mu Zihan just walked to the door of the small box and stopped, turned to look back at me with disdain, and said, "Even if I am the commander of the light pole, then I am also the commander, what kind of thing are you?" You're not even a fart. ”
In a fit of rage, I rushed forward two steps directly, grabbed his chest and roared: "Do you say it again? At the same time, I quietly motioned to him to look at my hand without a trace.
Sure enough, it was Mu Zihan, he understood the meaning of my eyes in an instant, and continued to act while saying: "It's okay to say it a hundred times, but I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you." Loosen! He reached out and broke my hand that was holding the placket of his shirt, pushed me away, and then straightened his clothes, and turned to leave the box.
With the loud "bang" sound of him slamming the door when he went out, my heart finally settled down, and after a long breath, I sat back in my chair.
That's right, in fact, when the two of us squeezed our hands together just now, I had already secretly stuffed the note I had prepared before to him.
(To be continued)