Shi Ying nodded and expressed her request: I want to know why the movie I watched yesterday is gone today.
The staff replied with a professional smile: "In order to meet the movie-watching needs of our guests and bring everyone a sense of freshness, we take turns removing one of the four movies every day and adding a new one."
"What's the full name of the movie that was taken off the shelves yesterday? I asked my family to burn it for me in a dream." Shi Ying kept talking without changing her expression. In fact, she was going to search for the content of the video after going out.
"You are joking, all the movies in this theater are exclusively produced by Defoe Cinema, and there are none in the world." The staff member still maintained a perfect smile when replying.
"Then what's its full name, and when will it be put on the shelves? I'll watch it again then." Shi Ying compromised. Who would have thought that the theater in this copy would not be fooled at all, and that a movie would be exclusively supervised by himself, instead of
Use things that are readily available in the world.
""Big City" will not be on the shelves for a short time. If you haven't been reincarnated in ten years, you can pay more attention to the theater news by then. Maybe there will be a return." The smile on the staff's face remained unchanged, watching.
Shiying almost suspected that this was a paper man.
Shi Ying took the town tomb beast back to Building 23. He didn't get anything done when he went out tonight, so he spent a lot of points.
She knocked on the mirror and asked, "Have my clothes been delivered?"
The mirror spit out a package of clothes, which was the shroud she bought. Just when she thought the mirror was about to shut herself down, a few bloody words appeared on the mirror: What did you get?
Shi Ying held the town tomb beast in one hand and picked up the shroud package with the other. When she saw the words on the mirror, she was stunned for a moment and quickly realized that the tomb beast and the mirror had similar work contents and were competing products.
Mirror must have mistakenly thought that she was dissatisfied with its work, so she brought back a tomb beast. Mirror was obviously in a mood. She quickly explained: "I drank tea from the owner of the paper shop today, and I'm embarrassed not to buy something.
This is the cheapest in the whole store, and I can only afford this. Can you understand me?"
Shi Ying held something in both hands and looked at the mirror with a pitiful expression. The mirror was silent for a while, and then new words appeared: Do not open it.
"Don't dismantle it, don't dismantle it. I just bought it for the sake of face. I'm not going to use it. It's enough for me to have you. You can also help me sign for the express delivery. It can't do anything." Shi Ying quickly made a promise and praised him. He must get it.
She coaxed the mirror into place. The mirror had already helped her several times. It was okay not to dismantle the small-town tomb beast.
The mirror said OK with satisfaction, and Shi Ying opened the office door with all her bags packed, and went in to rest.
Although I didn't find out the movie that Pei Xiao was involved in when I went out today, I at least knew the name of the movie. I bought a paper bag that couldn't be opened. The most important thing was to find the goal of going out this time - the fabric to bandage Pei Xiao.
Shi Ying took the package of the shroud and went directly to the third floor. After knocking twice, Pei Xiao opened the door. She put the package on the coffee table, opened it and spread it. When she looked up, she saw Pei Xiao's expression that was beyond words.
"What? You don't like this?" Shi Ying straightened up and raised his eyebrows.
Pei Xiao was silent and shook his head knowingly: "What are these? Women's clothes?"
Shi Ying: "Have you never seen the shroud?"
Pei Xiao: "..." There was no obvious confusion on his face.
Shi Ying: What kind of young man in the city is a policeman? He has never eaten pork and never seen a pig running away?
But she only dared to complain silently, with an enthusiastic look on her face: "It's the clothes that people wear when they die. Some people don't have time to wear them when they die, and their family members will put them on after their death, but this is generally the case.
It's of no use, but that's not the point. The point is, I found cotton cloth for you, clean and unused, which can be used to bandage the wound."
When Shi Ying said this sentence, he spoke very fast at the beginning, and then used accents word by word. Pei Xiao was still confused at the beginning, but he understood later, and then he realized that Shi Ying had put it on the coffee table as soon as he came in.
What does laying out a women's outfit do.
"Thank you." Pei Xiao solemnly looked into Shi Ying's eyes and thanked him.
Shi Ying was surprised by his sudden formal performance. Her first reaction was to wave her hand and said dryly, "You're welcome."
The two were relatively silent.
Finally, Shi Ying broke the silence and asked, "Didn't you rest in the house? You opened the door as soon as I knocked on the door."
Pei Xiao shook his head: "I was resting originally, but a neighbor came to see me."
"Neighbor? Who is he? What are you looking for? You weren't scared, were you?" Shi Ying thought of Wang Yu's treatment during the day, and thought of his random identification, and felt a little guilty for no reason.
Unexpectedly, Pei Xiao gave her a strange look and said, "First, a neighbor from 304 named An Xiaoxue died of love murder and came to report to me."
"Report a crime?" When Shi Ying heard it was An Xiaoxue, he immediately perked up: "Does she know you are a policeman?"
Pei Xiao looked at Shi Ying with an even more unpredictable look: "The problem is, she doesn't know that I am a police officer, but she still asks me to help report the crime."
Shi Ying: "..." Dare not speak.
"Miss Shi, do you have something to tell me?" Pei Xiao returned to the questioning tone when they first met, making Shi Ying inexplicably tremble.
Shi Ying: "That...that's...I told you not to be angry..." Shi Ying started from yesterday's knock on Wang Yu's door, to tonight's "Yang Envoy" incident, and to the front desk when she bought milk tea.
The younger sister's reply focused on the fact that all the ghosts in the dungeon knew that they were strangers. She said this to give him a good identity.
After hearing this, Pei Xiao pondered for a while and then said: "In other words, they temporarily regard me as a bridge to communicate with living people. They want something from me, so they won't be disadvantageous to me?"
Shi Ying nodded: "That's right. Didn't An Xiaoxue come to you to report the crime? But it may be limited to this building. I'm not familiar with other buildings, so I can't fool them."
Pei Xiao nodded and asked, "Are all people in this building dead from unnatural deaths?"
Shi Ying recalled the information and shook her head: "Not entirely, but a large part of it is yes. Just like the room you live in now, the previous owner was an old woman who died of her old age. The family was harmonious, and she was also very lucky.
I just went to reincarnate before you came."
"Then the murderers of all the people who died of unnatural deaths here have been caught?" Pei Xiao asked again.
Shi Ying continued to shake his head: "It's not written in the information, and I don't know, but not all unnatural deaths are homicides. Some are suicides, and some are accidental deaths."
Shi Ying thought of Liang Xiaoyue and added: "I know there is a girl on the first floor who was accidentally covered to death by her uncle who failed to sell his niece..."
Pei Xiao frowned and motioned for her to continue.
"She only found out when she went home to celebrate the 100th anniversary..."
An Xiaoxue was born in the Xiaoxue solar term, so she was named Xiaoxue.
Liang Xiaoyue is taken from Liu Yong's poem "Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon".
Shi Ying (holding a sign to beware of scams): So far in the book, only my name has been thought of for two minutes, and the others have been picked out every two seconds. You think the author is referring to where he is, but in fact he is referring to where he is.
