Chapter 325: Viet Nam Youth Gang (1)
Suddenly, Bing'er's figure passed by the window by the street.
I was overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your friend has arrived?" the old man was clever enough to see the change in my mood.
"Yes, here she is. I have to remind my seniors that if something happens to you in a while, I will apologize for my friend in advance. I said with confidence.
The old man nodded: "It's easy to say, young people, always passionate and impulsive." I've also come from a young age, and I can always understand. But I advise you, it's better to hurry up and go back to get the money, so that you can redeem the information as soon as possible. Now that it is a society governed by the rule of law, I don't believe that you dare to set up a private court to extort confessions by torture?"
Unexpectedly, my plan fell through, and Bing'er, who passed through the window, did not come in through the door, but hurried through and continued south.
"Huh, Bing'er?" I was a little puzzled, and immediately stood up and called her.
The door of Shaxian snacks is on the side of the road, and you will definitely be able to see it when you come from the coffee castle, and you will not miss such an obvious big signboard. Besides, I screamed so loudly, even if Bing'er didn't see the store door and signboard, at least she could hear my voice, how could she walk straight by and not even look here?
"Huh, your friend can't be nearsighted or blind, can he? Why can't you see us here?" asked the old man with a smile.
I can't explain it, I can only hope that after Bing'er reaches the southern intersection, she will come to her senses and turn back again.
"Hahahaha, young man, you are really careless, can't you see that this is a Qimen Dunjia array? Even if you shout, she can't hear it. Even if she could hear it, she would definitely not be able to enter the 'birth gate' of this big array. In that case, no one will disturb us, so let's talk about the terms of cooperation, shall we?" said the old man calmly.
It dawned on me that from the moment I entered the cafΓ© castle, I had fallen into the trap of this old man. If I hadn't been in a hurry to chase it out and still be with Bing'er, I wouldn't have been broken by him.
Now, Bing'er is hurrying to find me, and I am her greatest concern, and she is not allowed to enter the door, and she is likely to be in danger, which has become my concern again.
Far from being able to join forces, the forces of the two men weakened each other and were taken advantage of by the enemy.
"You'd better decide early, this formation only has one door of life, and the others are all doors of death. She intruded indiscriminately, but I was afraid that some regrets were beyond my control. The old man said again.
I gritted my teeth, held back my anger, and asked in a low voice, "Senior Hua, if you cooperate, what do you want?"
The old man nodded: "Well, that's right, since it's cooperation, everyone has to talk openly and honestly." My condition is that those things will be returned to you, but all your research results must be reported to me as soon as possible, which is equivalent to sharing information between you and me. β
I also nodded: "Deal." β
If it is delayed any longer, there will be no new results, so it is better to agree directly and stop blindly spitting.
In any kind of contest, once you lose the first opportunity, you will fall behind the opponent everywhere and be controlled by the opponent.
We are nominally talking about cooperation, but in fact I don't have any bargaining power, and all the chips have been obtained by this old man surnamed Hua. Therefore, I can only accept his conditions.
In this case, if Bing'er has anything to do, my loss will be even greater.
"Okay, Mr. Xia, let's make a deal. He clapped his hands, and a young man came out from behind, holding a plastic bag containing a booklet and a photograph, and placed it on the table in front of the old man.
The appearance of the young man was even more unexpected than I expected, because he was the same chef who was carrying a knife and slashing me at the three-o'clock meat fast food restaurant.
"Mr. Xia, I've offended a lot. "The young man bowed deeply to me.
I smiled bitterly again and again, I didn't expect the other party to have such a long-term layout, and he began to calculate me and Bing'er from that point in time.
In this way, the conversation between me and Bing'er was 100% overheard by them, and there was no secret to speak of.
"Can I go?" I asked.
The old man's right hand pressed on the plastic bag and pushed it forward, and I reached out at the same time to grab the bag. Inadvertently, my fingers touched the other person's wrist. The old man suddenly withdrew his hand, as if he had been electrocuted.
I didn't think much of it, grabbed the bag and stood up.
"Don't forget our gentleman's agreement, if someone breaks the contract and forces me to be a villain, I will not hesitate. He said.
The "Plum Blossom Mansion Notes" hides the secret of the Divine Mirror, and I'm not sure I'll find the real clue right away, so I don't need to consider this partnership with the other party for the time being.
I forced myself to calm down and nodded politely: "A gentleman's word is difficult for a horse to chase." I promised and will do it, and I hope you will do the same. β
Everyone confirmed the intention to cooperate, but he didn't even reveal his identity and origin, which can be seen that he deliberately concealed it and had another foreshadowing.
I walked out of the main gate of Shaxian Snack without any hindrance.
The Qimen Dunjia Technique and the Enchantment Technique in thaumaturgy are all used to besiege or repel the enemy, using unnatural powers, so you can only know it but don't know why. If there are really good people who want to break the casserole and ask the end, even if they explain it for three days and three nights, they can't finish it.
Looking back, the situation in the restaurant has not changed much, it is still those who eat, and the waiters are still doing their jobs, delivering food, wiping the table, and the surface is extremely calm.
Of course, I also saw the old man surnamed Hua, who had already stood up and walked around the counter to the back.
He appeared in front of me in a sitting position, and when I stood up now, I found that he was only a little more than 1.6 meters tall, which was really dazzling.
I don't discriminate against the diminutive, the former French Emperor Napoleon was not very tall, but he was able to lead the empire's armies all the way to Egypt.
"It always seems like there's something wrong!" I thought to myself.
The Qimen Dunjia technique is very profound, and the regular changes have exhausted the ninety-nine eighty-one changes, which is the limit of single-digit combinations. In fact, after intensive study by Chinese thaumaturgists in different directions, there are well-documented changes that have exceeded the number of nineteen vertical and horizontal rows on the Go board.
Even the gods who invented the Qimen Dunjia technique in ancient times can only be deterred by all kinds of changes.
I walked to the right and soon saw Bing'er standing at the intersection looking around.
She just looked around, not noticing that I was behind me.
"Bing'er, watch out for the car. I screamed behind her back.
She looked back suddenly, surprised and delighted: "Why are you here? Didn't you say that you were in a Shaxian snack? I walked all the way, but I didn't find that store at all, and I was about to cross the street to find it." β
When we reunited after the catastrophe, we couldn't help but reach out together and clasp each other.
"The information is here, not lost. "I showed her the plastic bag.
"Is there any clue to which group of people did it?" she asked again.
I retold everything the old man surnamed Hua said to Bing'er, without adding a little personal opinion, just an objective narrative.
"What exactly do they want?" Bing'er was puzzled.
I patted the plastic bag: "They want clues from the water mirror." β
At that time, we happened to walk past a bus stop sign.
Bing'er tilted her head and looked at the bus route stops lined up on the stop sign.
I know that from this location, you can take the No. 9 bus in the city to the Luokou area, which is very close to the place where the Japanese crossed the river in the past.
"I found it, this car can go to the bank of the Yellow River. Bing'er was elated and pointed to the line of the No. 9 bus.
Nearly a hundred years have passed, the northern suburbs of Jinan have long been things and people, and the geographical appearance has long been vicissitudes, changing several times, and it is impossible to see the crisis of the Japanese invaders crossing the river and going straight to Jinan City.
Therefore, the two of us just watched the No. 9 bus empty and discussed, and it was impossible to board it to Luokou. Of course, it's useless to go, it only adds to the confusion.
"Mr. Xia, I feel like there are hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at us all around. Bing'er said, "Oh, to be precise, it's staring at you, because you're the one who really has something to do with the Divine Mirror." As for me, I'm just a little ant who accidentally broke into the changing situation. β
Her appearance was so innocent that it almost made me suspect that when she was with Elder Wen at that time, it was just a passive disguise. And now, that's what she is.
I really couldn't see her clearly, just like I didn't see the red sleeves in Hongjialou Square. They are sisters, born with the same qualities, such as this disguise that hides themselves deeply.
"Mr. Xia, what are you thinking?" asked Bing'er.
"I'm hungry. "I put it bluntly.
The bowl of wontons that the old man surnamed Hua called for me was very fragrant, but I didn't dare to eat a bite. This person is mysterious and gives me a headache.
"Well, I'm hungry tooβ" Bing'er said.
I laughed: "I can't help but say this, you just ate at three o'clock, you can't be hungry just after an hour, right?"
Bing'er pointed across the street: "No, when you come here, even if you are not too hungry, you have to eat two steamed buns, right?"
The store she pointed to was a branch of Jinan's No. 1 grass-eating bun shop, specializing in steamed buns, known as "Shandong's No. 1 bun".
The eating habits of the Chinese are naturally like this, eating rice in the south and noodles in the north. The biggest use of white noodles is steamed buns, and the most popular among the Chinese people is Tianjin Goubuli buns, which not only appeared at the state banquet, but also went abroad and were sold all over the world, which is well-deserved "China's first bun".
In the local area of Jinan, the old Jinan people have long regarded the straw bales as Shandong's "dog ignorance", in addition to praise, there is no second word, relatives and friends who came to other places, all like to buy straw bales to entertain.
"Okay, let's go, I'll invite you. I nodded.
We went into the straw bun shop, sat down in the corner, and asked for a basket of pork soup dumplings with lotus leaf backing.
For me, what I eat is secondary, the important thing is that I have to constantly change my walking route, shake off my tail and hide myself.
Bing'er put down her chopsticks after eating only one bun, and whispered: "Let's talk about the old man who appeared in the snacks in Shaxian County, I think this is a character worth studying." β
Her brow furrowed again, forming a small swirl on each of her brow peaks. This should be a habitual action of hers, and whenever it comes to deep thought, she will subconsciously frown.
I cleared my mind and only said the main points: "First, he is proficient in Qimen Dunjia Technique, and he can arrange the formation in an instant, and his technique is skillful and secretive, so that I don't have the slightest notice; second, his thinking is very clear, the layout is extremely deep, and the chain is continuous, so that we get into the trap without noticing; third, the skin on his face is a little puffy, as if a star actor has just wiped his face with makeup remover, and some parts begin to peel, which looks extremely unnatural; He is very short, close to a dwarf in a man's height standard, about the same as a woman; Fifth, when I accidentally touched his hand, he immediately retracted it, which should be a very neurotic psychological reaction; Sixth, although he also mentioned that the target was a divine water mirror, he was not greedy and aggressive, and there was no impatience in his eyes; seventh, he was an enemy, but he was not the kind of person who drew a sword against us, and he was the kind of person who lived or died, but a wall-riding faction with a conflict of interest and a willingness to cooperate. β
The old man brought me and Bing'er an unexpected trouble, but it was not a life-and-death battle that would kill me.
"What's his accent?" asked Bing'er.
I closed my eyes and carefully recalled that the old man's accent was not Mandarin, Jinan, Shandong, or the local dialect of any province in China, but a tone very close to "international Mandarin", that is, similar to Hong Kong and Taiwan Mandarin, soft, without a sense of rhythm, and individual syllables were very different from those of the Chinese.
"Talk like a Taiwanese. I replied.