Most of the shops on the roadside sell some trinkets, and presumably an old professor like Zhang Ping would not go to such a place.

She asked a few random shops, but the answer she got was that she had never seen it.

Bai Lu was inexplicably a little deflated.

Could it be true that someone would disappear from this world for no reason?

It's impossible, since it's a city where you live a lot, you can always leave some clues.

Bai Lu thought about it and continued to look for it in one go.

The streets were bustling with people, some families were traveling in groups with children, some were small couples traveling in pairs, and almost everyone on the beach had the same smile on their faces, except for Bai Lu, who felt that he was depressed.

She had never thought that finding someone was such a boring and boring thing before, and she suddenly realized the hard work of her uncle the police on weekdays.

Using this method to find someone is undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

Bai Lu took a deep breath, closed his eyes and shook the small bell in his heart, "God, help, I'm willing to exchange Lu Zhaohe's three years of singleness for clues to this case......"

Hurry up and find clues to break this line, and she can hurry back to Beicheng to meet her lovely Ran Ran Xiaotuanzi.

After opening her eyes, she turned the grief and anger of her thoughts into strength, puffed out her cheeks and continued to look ahead.

Finally, when we reached the penultimate store, a photo studio with many customer samples on the front of the house attracted Bai Portuguese's attention.

It looks like a store that mainly takes ID photos and makes billboards, and there is a machine at the door that specializes in taking big stickers, which is full of colorful stickers and some stickers that have been taken by customers, and there is a kind of out-of-place beauty in the beautifully decorated store.

There are a lot of customers gathered inside, and the boss's hand is quickly operating on the computer, which should be processing the customer's photos.

She was originally just curious, after all, it was already the twentieth century, and there were really not many shops that could have sticker machines, which represented the memories of her youth.

The last time I filmed this, it was when I was just in college with Xu Xiaoran.

At that time, the big head stickers were popular, and Xu Xiaoran would always dye her hair messily, saying what kind of popular elements it was, she didn't understand, the whole youth was black and straight.

At that time, Xu Xiaoran would still laugh at her old-fashioned scum and didn't know how to dress up.

Bai Lu walked to the side of the sticker machine by himself, put his hands behind his back and began to look at the photos pasted on the body.

Just going around, she saw a familiar photo in the corner of the glass.

It was a family photo, and the family of three in the picture was smiling happily.

Bai Lu hurriedly approached, carefully confirmed, and took out his mobile phone and turned out the photo of Zhang Ping that Lu Zhaohe had sent her before.

She repeatedly compared the male owner in the family portrait with the photo on her phone, and it was obviously the same person.

After getting the exact result, Bai Lu was overjoyed, and directly took the photo on the door to Lu Zhaohe, and easily shared the location of the photo studio with the other party.

But she soon felt a little weak.

Could it be that Lu Zhaohe really wants to be single for three years......

Bai Lu gasped and shook his head in an attempt to forget about it.

Anyway, she just said it casually, God shouldn't take it seriously.

Five minutes later, Lu Zhaohe appeared at the door of the store on time.

Before Bai Lu could speak, he asked straight to the point, "Where is it?" ”

She pointed to the side of the big-headed machine next to her, and the corner of the glass was the big-head sticker of Zhang Ping's family of three.

Her gaze followed the direction of her finger and landed on the sticker machine.

Lu Zhaohe's eyes narrowed slightly, with a thoughtful expression, as if he had thought of something.

The apartment I live in now also has a not-so-complete headpost.

Bai Lu saw that the place where his gaze fell was a little erratic, and pointed to the family photo again, his slender fingers almost on the glass, "Zhang Ping's photo is here, what are you looking at?" ”

He didn't say anything, and after a long silence, he suddenly pulled Bai Fu's arm.

Bai Lu was unsuspectingly dragged into the curtain of the big head machine.

With a height of more than 1.9 meters, Lu Zhaohe closed the curtain with just a slight raise of his hand.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Lu was stunned for a moment, she turned her face to look at the person around her suspiciously, and her eyes focused on the bridge of his tall nose.

Before Bai Lu could react, with a "click", he had already pressed the shutter button.

In about half a minute, the photo slowly spit out of the machine.

The expression on Bai Fu's face froze for a moment, then turned into confusion.

She just wanted to reach out for the photo that she spit out, but Lu Zhaohe took the lead.

The other party took the first step to pick up the photo from the frame of the machine, opened the curtain and took a closer look at it by the light.

In the photo, the contours of his cold face are still clear, but the corners of his mouth are slightly upward, which is unusual, and a beautiful arc is hooked upward.

The petite Bai Portuguese on his side had white skin like cold porcelain, long and thick eyelashes, and looked curiously at the people on the side with a small face the size of a palm.

Shot from this angle, there seems to be a hint of adoration in her eyes.

It can be seen from his expression that Lu Zhaohe is very satisfied with the shooting results.

Bai Lu, who was standing on the side, just wanted to snatch the photo from him because of the height difference, but was dodged by the other party with a prejudgment.

He just held the picture up, and it reached a height that Bai Lu couldn't reach.

Bai Lu puffed out his cheeks sullenly, "Show me what I photographed!" ”

"It's just a scrap film." Lu Zhaohe directly put the photo into his inner pocket, "It's nothing to look at." ”

I didn't plan to give Bai Lu a look at it at all.

With one hand, he sorted out the pocket where he put the photo to prevent the folds from being pressed out, and Lu Zhaohe took the lead in stepping out of the small space of the big head machine.

Bai Lu followed behind him and asked unwillingly, "You came to look at the photos to find clues, why did you shoot this thing?" ”

Lu Zhaohe stared at her unchanged, "You want to ask the boss a question, don't you have to pay some money first?" You don't buy anything, who can patiently answer your questions. ”

As soon as the words fell, he walked directly in the direction of the boss, without giving Bai Lu the slightest chance to refute.

Bai Lu stood there and thought for a while, and what he said seemed to be right.

But something seems wrong.

She didn't bother to spend time trying to figure out such frivolous little questions.

The door of the photo studio is always wide open, so you can see the sky outside clearly from the inside.

The sun had already set, and at dusk, heavy clouds and mist dominated the entire sky, and the setting sun did not miss a little gap, bursting into the clouds, and returning the crimson glow to the earth.

Bai Lu walked to the door, the shop was very close to the sea, and when she looked at it, she could see that the entire sea was tied with a layer of red, and the golden scenery amazed her entire pupils.