Yu Qi left not long after staying, and did not send any invitation to me before leaving.
Of course I have no objection. After all, I’ve cheated him twice, and I really don’t have the shame to do it again.
Today she came to the shop just to say hello to me. After all, in her eyes, I am the boss of Jishui now, and the relationship must be good.
After sending Yu Qi away, I stayed in the shop for the entire day, and my life seemed to have returned to tranquility.
When it got dark, we all had dinner together, and I suddenly discovered that the old guy was missing.
After thinking about it, it seems that this old guy hasn't seen anyone all day.
Although this guy likes to go out for a walk to soothe the empty heart of the lost girl, he never stays overnight and usually comes back at night.
Could something have happened?
I took out my cell phone and dialed Lao Dao's number.
"Hello, boss." An experienced voice came from the phone.
"Where are you wandering around again? You haven't come back yet?" I asked him.
"I forgot to tell you, I won't go back for dinner today. I'll go back later so you don't have to wait for me. I have something to do." The old man said and hung up the phone.
I put down the phone and frowned involuntarily.
Something is wrong with Lao Dao's state.
Having known Lao Dao for so long, I think I still have a clear idea of what kind of person he is, and he usually likes to talk nonsense.
In particular, his ability to flatter others and flatter others is unparalleled.
If it were a normal day, when I called him, the old man on the other end of the phone would be in a disgusting state, crying and saying disgusting things like the boss caring about him so much, which moved him beyond measure.
But today, I hung up the phone without saying any nonsense.
Moreover, his tone was very low, and he sounded unhappy.
I didn't call him again. Now that I was sure that Lao Dao was fine, I felt relieved.
As for why he is like this, since he doesn't want to say it, I won't ask. Everyone has their own privacy.
I'm not a gossipy person.
Just after taking two bites, Duanmuqing's figure appeared at the door.
"Why, are you still eating?" I asked him a little strangely.
Duanmuqing waved his hand and said: "After eating, I came here because of something. I think something is wrong with the old man."
After hearing Duanmuqing's words, I couldn't help but put down my chopsticks and raised my eyebrows.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
"The old man called me just now and asked me if I sent a ghost to the underworld today." Duanmu Qing said.
Now I am even more curious. Duanmuqing is now Jishui's shady agent, and many dead souls are sent to the underworld by him every day.
Lao Dao is usually not interested in those dead souls at all. Why did he suddenly call Duanmu Qing today to ask these questions? Could it be that something happened to one of his relatives?
But this guy, Lao Dao, has been alone for decades. Even if one person is full, the whole family is not hungry. I have never heard that he has any relatives in Jishui.
"Who is he asking about?" I couldn't help but ask Duan Muqing.
"A woman, about thirty-five or sixty-years-old, and from what the veteran said, this woman seems to be a prostitute," Duanmu Qing said.
"........."
After hearing what Duanmuqing said, I couldn't help but be speechless.
The old Taoist turned out to be asking about his eldest sister. Could it be that something happened to his old sweetheart?
"Is that woman dead?" I asked Duanmuqing.
"He's dead. He seems to have been killed by someone. He was stabbed several times in the chest. I had already sent my soul to the underworld before I called." Duanmu Qing said.
Hearing this, I nodded, thinking I understood what was going on.
That woman must be an old sweetheart who is experienced and has some feelings for her.
As a result, there was an accident today and someone killed me. The old man felt uncomfortable, so he used that tone on the phone.
I guess this old guy is feeling sad alone somewhere right now.
"I heard his tone was a little different. I have never seen this old guy so sad. Is something going to happen?" Duanmuqing approached me and said with some uncertainty.
Now I am no longer in the mood to eat, so I just threw away the chopsticks.
The character of Lao Dao is a typical optimist. He has been an orphan since he was a child and has experienced all kinds of hardships, so he is tolerant and lives idle all day long. I have never seen him sad or sad.
Could it be that this time he was really passionate about that woman?
When I thought about the serious tone of the old man's phone call, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Sacrifice for love and commit suicide are things that an experienced person would not do.
But after all, he is a member of the shop and one of my own. In my eyes, he has long been regarded as my relative.
This guy must be feeling very sad right now, so he must be in need of comfort.
Then I'll go see him.
I guessed that he wouldn't answer the phone again, so I waved to the big black dog squatting at the door.
Seeing my actions, the big black dog ran over quickly, its tail wagging non-stop.
"Come on, come with me to find the old man." I waved to the big black dog and said.
Hearing my words, the big black dog nodded quickly and walked out.
I followed the big black dog, one person and one dog.
Duanmuqing had a live broadcast today, so I didn’t follow.
Originally Xiaobai wanted to follow, but when I thought that the old guy was probably in a place like a street shampoo room, I refused her directly.
The big black dog is at the level of a ghost king, and its nose is many times more sensitive than that of an ordinary dog.
In addition, it has been hanging out with Lao Dao all day long, and has long been familiar with Lao Dao's scent. It can probably smell it even if Lao Dao is burned to ashes.
In this way, the big black dog led me forward. After walking for about half an hour, we arrived at the suburbs of the city.
I didn't find anything strange.
Most of these places are bungalows and dark alleys, which are very suitable for that type of big girl to develop a business.
Usually the people who visit places like this are elderly and seasoned men, who can be considered stable customers.
Looking at the rows of shampoo rooms at the entrance of the alley, and the old and blond women sitting inside, I couldn't help but frown.
I am not a gentleman, but a woman of this age is really unacceptable to me.
Many women in the hair washing room saw me, but they only glanced at me and didn't even bother to say hello.
Obviously, they also know that I will not be their client.
This made me feel relieved, as it saved me a lot of trouble.
I was originally in one of these shampoo rooms, but I didn't expect that the big black dog continued to walk forward, then walked into a small alley and stopped at the entrance of one of the courtyards.
I'm a little surprised. This is obviously a residential area. Why is the old man here?
I walked to the door, then reached out and pushed the door gently.
There was no lock on them, so I pushed them open easily.
There is a small courtyard inside, and you can see that a light is on in one of the rooms.
Through the window, you can tell that it is a bedroom.
The old man was in the room at this time.
I frowned, gently raised my feet and walked over, came to the window and looked inside.
At this time, I saw the old Taoist reclining on the window sash, and in his arms was a little girl about six or seven years old.
Although the appearance of the little girl is unclear, the little girl has two braids and she must be a cute child.
"Grandpa, tell me if mom is dead, why did they kill mom, and why."
The little girl in Lao Dao's arms kept sobbing, her voice was hoarse, and she didn't know how long she had been crying.
The old man holding the little girl had a sad face on his face, and gently patted the little girl's back with his hand.
"Tingting, don't be afraid. Mom just fell asleep and will wake up tomorrow. You should go to sleep as well."
"No, it's not like that. You lied to me. I knew my mother was dead. They killed her in front of me. They stabbed her in the heart one by one. There was a lot of blood, red blood, mother!"
After the little girl spoke, her voice became louder and louder, and her body was even shaking. Now she was extremely frightened.
The old man quickly hugged the little girl tightly in his arms and patted her gently on the back. After a long time, the girl gradually calmed down.
Seeing this scene, I didn't know why, but I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, knowing what happened.
The woman was killed, leaving a little girl behind.
The most important thing is that the person who killed her mother did it in front of the little girl, stabbing her to death one after another.
