Sister Lan is the old lady of Pink Salon, and she also serves as the boss. She is mainly responsible for protecting the daily safety of her little sisters, and she also helps take advantage of the work.
The old lady, Sister Lan, yelled and screamed, and even had the glass door locked behind her. It was obvious that she was waiting for reinforcements to come, who was the Big Fei brother she called.
Douyazai didn't pay any attention to the old woman. He slapped the man again, pointed at him and asked fiercely: "Tell me! Did the woman who lent you the phone walk or drive? How long have you been gone?"
"It's been an hour and I haven't driven." The man's ears were slapped twice by Dou Sprout, and the left half of his face was swollen.
I just told Douya to leave.
It took less than an hour to walk, so it’s possible that we didn’t go very far.
When they saw us coming out, the two young girls who had been cutting their nails on the sofa blocked the glass door and said they wanted us to pay for it, because Brother Fei would be here soon.
She said that Cao Cao will be here when she arrives. As soon as she finished speaking, I heard the sound of motorcycles outside the store while I was standing in the house. From the sound, at least two motorcycles parked outside.
The old lady Zi Lan used the key to open the glass door, pushed it open with a bang, and shouted: "Brother Fei! Someone is bullying me!"
Two shabby 125 motorcycles were parked outside the store. Four people jumped off the motorcycles. The leader muttered: "Damn it! Who! Who dares to cause trouble in the Pink Salon!"
The glass door opened and I stood at the door. As soon as he looked over, this man and I made eye contact.
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"Why is it you!" This big brother Fei was dumbfounded.
I was also puzzled and lamented that Lanzhou is really not that big, so why did I meet this person again.
What's this guy called Fei Ge? He was the second-rate guy who beat chickens by the legs at the live poultry market that day. Later, this guy answered Gangzi's call and let him go.
Brother Fei was very impressive when he got off the motorcycle just now, but now he immediately changed his smile and walked up to talk to me.
"Misunderstanding, brother, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. We are a family and we don't know each other anymore. It's okay. I'll just come over and take a look."
Upon seeing this, several young girls in the pink salon did not react for a moment. Judging from their expressions, I guessed that this Fei Ge had helped them a lot before.
But the old lady, Sister Lan, has good eyesight. When she saw the situation, her face changed faster than the sky, and her voice immediately became hoarse.
"Ouch! It turns out that brothers all know each other. There was a misunderstanding. There was a misunderstanding. How about everyone come in and have some tea? I'll make it myself."
This girl was old enough to be our mother, and she still called us brother in a disgusting way. Dou Sprout was disgusted and kept a distance from her.
"That's right, why don't we sit at the same table? You call Brother Gang over, and I'll be the host." Brother Fei asked me with a smile.
I don't want to get to know these little scoundrels at all.
"No," I made an excuse and said I was not free now and would talk about it later.
After that, we left the Pink Salon directly.
Xiaoxuan followed me, and Dou Sprout Soldier and I split into two directions, one heading north and the other heading south. We made an appointment to call the other party immediately if we saw anyone suspicious.
At that time, the road on Chengguan Old Street was very narrow. When walking, we would often come across forks leading to the village. In a sense, it was connected in all directions. We jogged for nearly two hours, all the way from the old street.
When we arrived near Yongchang Road, we were already on the main road, and we didn't see any suspicious woman.
After standing on the road with the night wind blowing, Dou Sprout ran over after more than 20 minutes. Looking at the disappointed expression on his face, you knew that Dou Sprout had gained nothing.
I frowned and thought to myself: "This person may know our location, or may be acquainted with the leader. It's hard to say whether she is an enemy or a friend. She has made it clear that she is avoiding us for the time being and does not want to meet us."
"Who is it?"
Douyazai shook his head and said: "Don't think about Fengzi. It's too much to think about. It's okay to stay here in the middle of the night. Let's go back first and think about it in the long run."
I nodded helplessly and had no choice but to go back to the hospital.
In fact, I have a vague intuition that the arrangement this time is related to something in Blackwater City, such as the Weeping Buddha or the Wonderbird.
Brother Gangzi was still in Lanzhou during this period, and I called him the next day. I asked him to help find someone and find out if there was an organization called the Blue Sky Song and Dance Troupe in Lanzhou.
Song and dance troupes were very popular at this time. If an old man died, anyone with some money would hire a song and dance troupe. Usually, they would circle a place in front of the mourning hall and start with a piece of sad music. The host of the song and dance troupe would hold a microphone and accompany the sad music.
Let me recite the previous paragraph first, which probably goes like this: How sad it is, what month and year it is, I deeply mourn the death of Mr. So-and-so, how sad it is.
Then a young girl wearing scantily clad clothes was put on the stage and started jumping, shouting, dancing and singing.
Gangzi himself has not been active in Lanzhou for a long time, but he has good connections. I asked him about this in the morning, and he called me at around one o'clock in the afternoon and replied to my message. I heard that the environment there was a bit noisy.
"Brother, as you said, I asked someone. Recently, a total of six song and dance troupes came from other places. Are they any dancing song and dance troupe, legendary song and dance troupe, posture song and dance troupe? None of them are called Blue Sky Song and Dance Troupe, but just now there was one
A little brother told me that he knew a Lantian singing class. They were probably from out of town and came here about three months ago. The singing class was full of old men who played the erhu and the suona. The youngest ones were all in their fifties.
Years old."
I was confused on the phone.
"Lantian Choir Class? Are they all old men?"
"What the hell, it shouldn't be this"
"Where's the address? Brother Gang, do you have the specific address of this singing class?"
"I have a rough idea, but I don't know if the person is still there. I asked you to remember it."
"Near No. 116 Qingyang Road, in the downtown area, not far from Baldy's Sanyou Hotel."
"I also asked a lot of friends for you. Some people said that they saw the Blue Sky Singing Group nearby. I can only find out so much. If this group of people lives there, you have to go and see for yourself, brother."
Why is it there? I was surprised when I heard it. The Bald Sanyou Hotel is nearby, next to the Lanzhou Museum.
I said slowly, "Well, I understand Brother Gangzi, so I'm sorry to bother you. I'll treat you to a drink later."
"Haha, okay, then I'll hang up."
Soldiers need to be quick. If we want to find the woman who sent the text message, we have to be quick. The longer we delay, the worse it will be for us.
After hanging up the phone, I changed my clothes and asked Douyazai to go together to look for the Blue Sky Singing Class near Qingyang Road.
When we got there, we looked for the house number. No. 116 is the Yishen Courtyard on the south side of Qingyang Road. When we arrived, the two large iron doors were closed and locked. We asked some locals passing by and they told me that No. 116 is a large courtyard.
The courtyard used to be a rabbit factory where rabbits were raised. It closed down and was not rented out for two or three years. Grass grew in the courtyard.
Dou Sprout patted the iron door and shouted: "Is there anyone there? Is there anyone inside!"
The door was locked and no one in the courtyard responded.
I looked up at the house number, No. 116 Qingyang Road, it was indeed the place Brother Gangzi mentioned.
At this time, Douyazai whispered: "Come on Fengzi, let's climb over the wall and go in to investigate."
I looked around. Although the location was out of the way, it was in a downtown area after all. People often passed by in broad daylight. If you climbed over the wall in a downtown area in broad daylight, you would definitely be seen.
I added up the total.
The courtyard wall is not high, about two meters, so it is not difficult to climb in. However, there is a problem. The walls are covered with broken glass. If you climb over with bare hands, you will definitely get your hands full of wounds. You must have a
Only the equipment dares to be turned over.
After thinking about it, Dou Sprout and I made a plan.
First go to a nearby store to buy two more pairs of thick labor protection gloves, and then squat.
Guard.
Watch here to see if anyone goes in. If no one goes in, wait until there are fewer people on the road at night and climb over the wall to go in.
I was watching here while Douyazai went to buy labor protection gloves. I saw that he was still holding a plastic bag in his hand when he came back.
"Hurry, eat it while it's hot, I bought soy milk pancakes," Dou Sprout handed me a cup of soy milk, shaking his gloves and said, "I asked the boss for cardboard boxes and stuffed them all in. Let's climb over the wall tonight.
It will definitely not scratch your hand."
I took it and looked at it, praising Dou Sprouts for being smart.
Dou Sprout smiled, bit the straw and began to sip the soy milk.
When I got tired after two stops, I squatted by the wall and drank soy milk. During this time, people were constantly passing by on the roadside.
The men, women, and children passing by looked at me and Dou Sprout curiously.
I probably don’t even know what these two boys are doing squatting in the corner.
