There was also the noise of the fading sound and lanterns.

I don't know when I came to the bar, Nie Danwei, who squeezed onto the stage, wore heavy makeup, wore a sexy hole shirt that almost exposed her body to the fullest, and said in a flattering manner: "Wang Gongzi, you are so troublesome, you have left something here with me again!" ”

Rainble met Nie Danwei's eyes, and for a moment understood everything from the state that she had seen in the mirror, déjà vu, and the same.

The two instantly regained their tacit understanding at their police academy without any barriers.

Rainble naturally took the makeup bag handed by Nie Danwei and opened it, while spinning her brain at high speed, letting the long-lost anxious talent find a way to remedy his mistakes and omissions.

Looking at the layers of white paper money stuffed in her makeup bag, and Nie Danwei's eyes with all kinds of content under the ghostly stage lights, Rainble recalled the materials she had read in Chaos, recalled the deliberate packaging of "Teahouse" that seemed to be deeply satirical to "Teahouse", recalled the rules of old Beijing in the book, and calculated every restlessness and contradiction in the audience.

Although it was difficult for Rainble to ask in this situation, at this moment, he had an idea, suddenly laughed into the microphone, pulled out the paper money in the makeup bag, and unscrupulously scattered it into the sky, shouting: "Pay for tea first!" Don't talk about state affairs! ”

When everyone reacted at the same time, they screamed excitedly and screamed words that they couldn't even understand, reached out and grabbed the flying paper money in mid-air, and with the DJ accompaniment hitting the gong, everyone scrambled wildly, as if they were about to fly up to the ceiling, and some people squatted down and grabbed the bits and pieces of paper money that fell to the ground, as if these white papers were not paper money but large denomination bills, signed empty checks, no, more like Noah's Ark tickets!

Rainble didn't stop, and scattered all the paper money one after another, letting them participate in every dirty air of the bar in mid-air, the bewitching girls laughed wildly, the sexy red lips turned into bloody mouths that looked frightening from a distance because of selflessness, the men's scattered foreheads, and the torn colored collars, like hungry ghosts and lonely souls who could finally borrow corpses. The people who have grabbed countless paper money in their hands continue to flutter with greed, and the strange vertical and horizontal lights and lasers hit these crazy people, as if they also want to get a piece of the pie.

Nie Danwei and Rainble were stunned on the stage across the dance steps, overcoming their inner fears and trying to discern with their remaining interest: whether this was a bar or a hell!

For a long time, Nie Danwei groped her fingers up Rainble's back with a delicate attitude that did not feel disobedient in this erosive bar, and typed the mousse code with a force that only Rainble's skin could feel.

Rainble knew that paper money was the "admission ticket" to Yutai Teahouse, and every new member who could enter Yutai would receive a special white paper money, and they would also use paper money to send messages to each other on weekdays, similar to those fallen leaves on the outer edge of the Taiye Pool in ancient times.

The paper money brought by Nie Danwei was cut by Shen Tianli with the most common printing paper in modern times, but under the chaotic and dazzling light of the bar, it could blind everyone for a while.

And in this chaos, they could vaguely see that Tao Yao took Lu Ping'an and Qiu Ling, and the three of them took advantage of the chaos to quietly walk through the corridor next to the bar and walk towards a little-known intersection.

But they didn't see that lying in the backstage lounge, on the exaggerated and small pair of high heels that Qiu Ling had replaced, there were faint traces of blood left on the two heels that had been worn out by her.

The three of them kept their minds steady, ignoring the crazy world in the bar, and walked slowly.

Qiu Ling received Lu Ping'an's signal, and used a pretending natural posture to quietly straighten the chocker on his neck, which was modified to cleverly hide the device that could communicate with He Yulin's group stationed outside the bar.

Just as they were away from the hustle and bustle and came to a secret door, the originally starry sky was not beautiful, as if annoyed by the brainwashed crazy crowd in the bar, and struck a few thunderbolts.

Qiu Ling had already been exhausted by the impact of this scene and the amount of information, and was excited by this thunderous sound, abnormal "Ah! There was a bounce.

Lu Ping'an Xun knew how to cover his ears, and promptly covered Qiu Ling's ears tightly with his hands: "Don't be afraid!" Don't listen! ”

The thunder seemed to be consciously walking away for a while, and Qiu Ling only felt a warm power spread throughout his body, and gradually calmed down. She took a deep breath of the air that had finally cleared up, and remembered the purpose of her trip, and regained her usual alertness and composure.

Tao Yao watched this silent scene, and his eyes unconsciously swelled with some moist emotion.

She muttered, "That's good...... That's nice. ”

Qiu Ling had already grabbed her before she resumed her disguise, she tightly pinched the crystal nails on Tao Yao's hand, and said quickly with a voice that could only be heard close to her ears: "Little Sister Tao, you don't belong here, do you?" You want to leave too, don't you? Tell me how we can help you. ”

Tao Yao pushed her hand away and smiled: "What's wrong with my sister?" I really don't have anything to do with Mr. Lu, let's go inside. ”

However, her eyes were vigilant and solemn, and she gently stuffed a thin and wrinkled paper money with small characters into the pocket of Qiu Ling's short skirt.

Qiu Ling nodded, faked a fake "snort", and punned: "When I enter the teahouse, one day." One day, I won't see you in the teahouse again. ”

Tao Yao seemed to grasp this line of vitality, her eyes were deeply curved, she pushed open the secret door, and said with a smile: "Oops~ Sister is really angry?" Isn't it good for me to compensate you here? ”

Lu Ping'an raised his palm: "Afteryou."

Tao Yao smiled lightly: "I can only stay here until I go, just go in." ”

Lu Ping'an picked up Qiu Ling and paced in.

The two of them heard that the small door was locked, and hurriedly half-covered their eyes.

Because of several towering incandescent lights, they felt severe pain under the light drop between the doors.

When I saw it clearly, there were already ten men in short shirts standing in front of me.

And those white lights, which seem to have an astronomical number of watts, illuminate this whole wide area as bright as everyday.

The man who took the lead bent down and smiled at Lu Ping'an: "Master Lu, please be nice-"

They followed the man into a patch of green tiles and bricks.

A two-storey ancient building stands out from the crowd, along with a bottomless bungalow courtyard next to it. Lu Ping'an didn't know that there was such a place in the city, and he only dared to feel the pressure that didn't come from the source, but he could clearly perceive that this depression did not come from psychology, but physiology.

Looking up at the sky again, the swimming white clouds, lined with the frantic blue, are only tens of meters high from this bungalow, glowing with some mirror-like edges and corners.

This big piece of heaven turned out to be fake!

The man in the short shirt who took the lead seemed to see through their surprise for the first time, and said with a smile: "Master, just go inside, even if it falls down this day, there will be that tall one for you to block!" ”

Lu Ping'an and Qiu Ling both smiled.

They followed the man into a bungalow, where wooden chairs were staggered, and several girls dressed in simple clothes held copper basins and old black trays, and kept watch near the two main seats with low eyebrows.

On closer inspection, the faces of these girls are all rare pure or stunning.

The man in the short shirt stepped back and said, "According to the rules, you two changed your clothes first." Then he closed the wooden door.

They examined the clothes on the wooden pallet, a green shirt, a small moon-white short cheongsam, and two pairs of flat soft shoes that matched their measurements.

They nodded to each other slightly, and they were ushered into the warm pavilions on either side.

Qiu Ling looked at the three girls who came with her and said coldly, "I'm used to changing my clothes by myself. ”

A girl with a bit of arrogant silence, stretched out her hand to retreat, and said indifferently to Qiu Ling: "Wash your face." Then he stepped back and pulled up the screen a little.

Qiu Ling saw that there was no one around, and looked around the warm pavilion quickly and wittily. It's like walking into a film and television city, but it's meticulous and elegant.

She sat down in front of the bronze mirror of the vintage dresser, pondered for a moment, then took off the thin chocker on her neck, took out the small device the size of a fingernail hidden in it, folded her black hair and pulled it into a small bun, and let the small device hide safely in the clouds.

After changing into the short cheongsam, I realized that the teahouse's dots were not a bug attached to the elegance, but that under this light expectation and style, there was really nowhere to hide other things.

But the piece of paper money that Tao Yaolin stuffed himself in the door, will these people turn it over?

Qiu Ling alertly skimmed the figure behind the screen, and gently unfolded the paper money crumpled into a small ball in his pocket. There was a string of handwritten numbers on the top of the paper, which seemed to be crooked by the writer's anxiety and panic.

In the shortest possible time, Qiu Ling recognized this string of numbers and memorized them deeply.

Looking at the texture of this paper money, although it is as thin as Xuan and soft as mulberry, I don't know what material it is, and it is difficult to destroy it even if it is torn or pulled.

Qiu Ling frowned, so he had to use local materials.

She gently opened each drawer, and felt for a fire fold in the corner of one of the drawers.

There was an antique rouge gouache on the dresser, and Qiu Ling held up two tiny thrush pencils, grabbed the paper money, and smiled mysteriously.

In less than a minute, the girl in ancient costume who had taken the lead before had already rushed in despite Qiu Ling's rejection, shouting in her mouth: "What a taste!" ”

Qiu Ling dropped the objects in his hands, and in a panic, he picked up a little water from the copper basin near him and sprinkled it on the table to extinguish the fire, and the water had turned into a pool of milky gray because it had washed off the heavy makeup on Qiu Ling's face, staining the ashes on the table, and becoming more and more unbearable and dirty.

The girl shouted, "What the hell are you doing! ”

Qiu Ling pointed to an eyebrow paste on the table that she had already opened and dug a small hole in, and said, "I heard that this eyebrow must be burned before it is used, and it will ...... It's a good color......"

The girl glared at her and said angrily: "If you don't have culture, you have to study more!" ”

She picked up a cloth and wiped the dresser while sorting things: "Did you let you move!" Do you understand the rules! ”

Qiu Ling snorted.

The other girl had already heard the sound and persuaded her: "We are here, Miss, you go first, Boss Wang is still waiting." ”

Qiu Ling snorted again before rushing out of the door.