Chapter Eighty-Three: A Role Model for the Beggars

At the beginning of April, the market was still a little cold, and in this city, where the north and south of China meet the east and west, the temperature is still below 5 degrees Celsius even on a clear day, and when the sun sets, it will approach zero degrees Celsius. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

But even the low temperatures can't stop people from turning this place into a bustling city.

The sun was approaching the western skyline, and the time was already half past four in the afternoon, and the location was the Science Culture Square.

A taxi stopped on the side of the road, the door opened, and a young man with glasses got out of the car.

The young man carried a backpack on one shoulder, and after paying the fare, he began to walk towards the wide cultural square in front of him, the cultural square is centered on a granite wall more than 20 meters long, with the names of cultural celebrities engraved on it, and the surrounding is like a spider web intertwined paths and grass, the whole square covers an area of dozens of acres, there are not many people in the activity, and there are also people who set up stalls here, or open some small shops with playthings.

And this young man who walked towards the cultural square was Fang Ji, as for why he was wearing glasses, he just thought it looked better.

After a full night's rest, he was now more energetic, and at nine o'clock in the morning he got on the train, and after a journey of more than 1,500 kilometers, he arrived in the city at half past three in the afternoon, and then took the subway, transferred to the target location, and then let the taxi deliver him here.

This was the farthest door Fang Mo had ever walked out, and if it weren't for the mobile phone navigation now, he really wouldn't dare to run to such a far place by himself.

The reason why Fang Mo came here was for Hou Yi, who had landed here five days ago.

However, after Fang Mo arrived here, he found that he actually had no idea what to do with the target, first of all, he didn't know what Hou Yi looked like after he came, was he a person in ancient costume? Or are there any other features that are quickly recognized?

And just when Fang G was thinking about how he should identify Hou Yi, a beggar came from the front, this beggar was wearing a dirty white shirt, a pair of slippers on the soles of his feet exposed his toes covered with mud, he held an iron bowl in his hand, and walked in front of Fang Yi, and what made Fang G find it interesting was that this beggar did not seem to have that pitiful feeling.

"Are all beggars like this now?" Fang Mo guessed in his heart.

However, Fang Mo didn't have the heart to care why he was a beggar now, and he didn't pretend to be low-voiced, he saw that the other party was also very hard working when he came out to beg, this thin white shirt and a pair of torn slippers obviously couldn't withstand the temperature of that digit outside.

happened to meet Fang G who is not short of money now, so he decided to be a good person, he took out five hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and put them in the bowl of Qi, and kept praising himself in his heart that he was really a living Lei Feng in the world, which is called helping others, Fang G was almost moved by himself.

However, just as Fang Mo was about to put the five hundred yuan in the beggar's bowl and ask him to buy a warm dress and a pair of warm shoes, the latter shrank the bowl, directly staggered Fang Ji's money, and shook his head.

"You cow, too little?" Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, and at the same time was speechless for a while, is the beggar already so dragged now? I don't want five hundred dollars, if this is given to other beggars, you can't grab it like crazy?

However, Fang Mo soon knew that this beggar was not afraid of money, he always felt that this beggar had some kind of unbeatable temperament, could it be... The legendary leader of the beggar gang?

After he saw that the beggar didn't want money, he turned around and walked to a small shop not far away, and after buying a few hot dogs with the money, he went around and handed it to the beggar.

Sure enough, as Fang Mo expected, the beggar devoured the hot dog after taking it, and when Fang Mo was about to leave, the beggar even knelt down on his knees and bowed down.

Fang G looked at him, his heart was full of respect, this is the example of the beggar world, don't pit money, just ask for a full stomach, unlike some beggars, a kidney treasure in the left hand, a famous watch in the right hand, when he met a pedestrian, he said pitifully: Have pity on me, I haven't eaten for three days, you will mercifully reward me with 10,000 yuan, let me go to eat a five-star meal.

Speaking of eating, Fang Mo found that he was also hungry, looking for Hou Yi was an important thing, but feeding his stomach was equally important, only when he was full of food, he could think of a way to find Hou Yi.

The restaurant selected by Fang G is on the side of the road outside the square, this is a Sichuan restaurant, the area is not large, only about 20 square meters, when walking towards the Sichuan restaurant, Fang G also took out his mobile phone to look at the map structure of the entire square, and finally he determined one thing, that is, the location of this Sichuan restaurant happens to be able to observe all directions of the cultural square.

Perhaps, this is a breakthrough.

Walking into the Sichuan restaurant, a spicy smell came to his nose, Fang G rarely ate this kind of spicy cuisine, but this time he came in and asked the spicy smell gave him a good feeling, Fang G found a table and sat down, at this time there was only one customer in the store.

Seeing Fang Mo enter the store, a waiter immediately walked over and handed Fang G a recipe, and Fang Mo also ordered a few things casually according to his preferences.

"Sir, are you alone?" The waiter asked.

"Four people." After Fang Mo finished speaking, he handed the dish he had ordered to the waiter, but he continued: "Can I ask something?" ”

"Sir, please." The waiter said politely.

"Have you seen any strange people here lately, especially from noon to afternoon five days ago, in the adjacent Cultural Square?" Fang G asked.

Hearing this, the waiter asked slightly: "Five days ago...?" ”

Fang Mo felt that maybe the characteristics he mentioned were not enough, so he continued: "For example, there are people wearing ancient costumes, or carrying bows and arrows, which may have caused some riots or something at the scene. ”

The waiter thought about it for a while, he happened to come to work here every day this month, and if there was really something Fang Mo said, then he would also know: "People in ancient costumes often appear here, and a kilometer away from here is a university, and some members of the club in it sometimes come here to take pictures in Hanfu." ”

"I'm not saying that modern people wear the ancient..."Fang Mo stopped himself halfway through speaking, he almost said something that normal people couldn't understand for a while, and when he got here, he could only give up.

"How long does it take to serve?" Fang G asked instead.

"Please wait ten minutes." The waiter said.

"Then I'll pay for it first, I'm going to go out for a walk, and I'll be back to eat soon." After Fang Mo finished speaking, he walked to the counter to settle the money for his unserved dishes, and his eyes also swept over the surveillance screen in front of the counter, which was divided into four grids, indicating that it was a closed-circuit image from four different locations.

Fang Ji walked out of the Sichuan restaurant, and in the next ten minutes, he only did one thing, that is, he walked around the cultural square, looked for all the closed roads that could be seen, and then deduced which places in the entire cultural square could be directly monitored and which places were dead ends?

And when Fang Mo returned to the Sichuan restaurant, as he said at the beginning, he brought three other people, in fact, these three foodies jumped out by themselves when they smelled the smell of Sichuan cuisine on the way, and Fang Mo couldn't stop them.

They are Xiang Yu and Li Yuanfang and Lin Dong.

(To be continued, please collect)