Michelle was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand what the landlady meant. She turned to look at Yao Lin who was being scolded: "Did you collect the ghost coins?"
Yao Lin didn't seem to like talking to others, so she just nodded to Michelle, took the takeaway and left the store.
"Look, look, you can't even say a word! She looks like a dead person!" The proprietress pointed at Yao Lin's back and yelled, then returned to the kitchen.
Michelle was also helpless.
I can't tell the difference between Ming coins and RMB, so I don't blame the boss lady for being angry.
"Forget it, it's none of my business. When you're full, go find another job that you can do." Michelle left the noodle shop with a smile, taking away the looks of a large number of noodle eaters in the noodle shop.
The proprietress poked her head out of the kitchen and stared at Michelle's back: "Bah! What a waste!"
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Yao Lin took the takeout and left the noodle shop on an electric scooter.
The place where the order was made was in a residential area a few kilometers away. The family had been ordering for meals recently. The distance was relatively long and no one was willing to deliver the food. However, because the order was always large, the landlady never refused.
Every time, Yao Lin almost always comes to deliver the food.
She hated the people who ordered the food. It was not a normal house, but a place for gambling. Every time she went in, it was smoky. The gamblers themselves were not good people, and they looked at Yao Lin with a thief look.
Xi's.
But this situation has improved recently, perhaps because the police have been stricter in checking recently. Every time a meal is delivered, the people inside do not poke their heads in. They just tell Yao Lin to put the things at the door, and then they put the money through the crack of the door.
Pass it to Yao Lin.
This situation lasted for a week.
It was okay the first few times, and Yao Lin was happy because she didn't have to deal with these gamblers, but in the past few days, she has been feeling weird.
It all started two days ago.
That time, because someone was ordering food upstairs, Yao Lin brought two takeaways and placed the gamblers' takeaways at the door. Yao Lin went upstairs. When she came downstairs, she found that the takeaways were still at the door and the door was still open.
The slit is exposed.
Yao Lin was curious, why hasn't the meal been brought in yet?
I subconsciously stared at the rice, and as I watched, the door creaked open a little wider.
Because the corridor was silent, the sound was particularly obvious. Yao Lin didn't know why, but her breathing was a little rapid. The next second, a pale hand stretched out from the crack of the door, slowly reaching out to the takeaways...
The hands were very white, and the veins on them were particularly obvious.
From a distance, it looked like a tattoo. Although Yao Lin was startled, the picture itself was not terrifying, so Yao Lin adjusted her mentality and prepared to go downstairs.
But when she took a step forward, she was suddenly stunned again. In addition to blue veins, the man's hands seemed to have... corpse spots?
Because she is a student at a medical university, Yao Lin knows these things.
Just when Yao Lin's back felt cold, the hand holding the takeout had already been retracted, and Yao Lin didn't know if she had made a mistake.
"Have you seen enough? If you have seen enough, let's go..."
Suddenly, a hoarse and long man's voice came from the crack in the door, as if someone was strangling her neck! Yao Lin covered her mouth and almost screamed, so she hurried downstairs.
Yao Lin did not go here to deliver food the next day, but on the third day, before the week-long fake money incident was over, the proprietress got angry and Yao Lin came again.
She was very nervous. At this moment, looking at the pale hand stretched out from the crack in the door, she didn't know whether she should accept the money in that hand.
"Little girl...does the takeout cost free?"
A long voice came from the crack in the door.
Yao Lin was startled, and her back was wet with cold sweat. The more people are afraid of something, the more they think about the worst things about it, and the more nervous they will be when facing it, amplifying their fear.
Yao Lin grabbed the money, ran downstairs, got on the electric bike, and returned to the noodle shop.
There was class in the afternoon. Yao Lin had lunch at a noodle shop and then went to class.
In the lecture theater, Yao Lin sat in the last row, looking at the lecturer on the podium, but she was still thinking about that hand. For three days, that pale hand has been echoing in her mind.
Not going.
"Are you too suspicious? It's just one hand. You must have seen the corpse spots wrong, right?" Yao Lin shook her head and decided not to think about it anymore. She raised her head and prepared to listen to the lecture.
But when she looked up, there was a rattling sound from Yao Lin's pocket.
It's the sound of paper being folded.
Yao Lin subconsciously put her hand into her pocket and found a few pieces of paper. She frowned and thought to herself that it was too bad. She forgot to give the money for the food delivery to the restaurant. If she went there tomorrow, she would be scolded by the landlady again.
"It's really annoying. It's all damn Fatty Zhao's fault! Why don't you come and coax me properly? The food and accommodation have been so bad recently, and I can't rest well and remember..." Yao Lin took out the "money" from her pocket and said to herself
The voice stopped suddenly.
She quickly covered her mouth.
Because the money is printed with "Issued by the Underworld Bank of the Underworld"...
Yao Lin returned to the noodle shop with the counterfeit money.
Not surprisingly, he was scolded by the noodle shop owner's wife.
"Are you blind? Or do you think I'm stupid? Tell me, did you change all the money these times? I forgot to give me money today, so I'm just missing you. I'm afraid I'll check the money at night and find out it's not fake. I think of you.
, right?" The landlady pointed at Yao Lin's nose.
Yao Lin did not face the landlady with an aggrieved attitude. Her eyes were surprisingly cold. She threw the coin on the table and snorted to the landlady: "Believe it or not! This money is not mine!"
"Oops? You girl is quite tough. Okay, let's take the money and confront them face to face. Do you dare?"
Hearing what the landlady said, Yao Lin instantly withered.
It's not that I don't dare to confront him, but I'm afraid of that pale hand.
"Don't you dare to go? I tell you, it's not possible if you don't go!"
The woman was trying to tease Yao Lin, because it was very unlucky to spend Ming coins in a store like hers, so she was very angry recently.
Threatening to call the police, Yao Lin was taken to the house where the police were released.
There are also two fat cooks.
After arriving, the proprietress yelled outside the door, saying she would call the police if she didn't open the door again. In fact, she also suspected that the money was given by the family, not Yao Lin's lie, because Yao Lin did not deliver the food for two days, but she still had
Fake money.
After shouting for a while, the door finally opened a small crack, but there was no sound.
Yao Lin didn't dare to go in, so the fat woman broke in with the cook.
Five minutes later, they actually called the police.
The fat woman's face turned pale with fright, and she said to the police who arrived: "Death...death...dead people! Dead people!"
One of the police officers was Wei Yunqing. Different from her usual high-spirited attitude, she walked into the murder scene with a serious expression.
This house has not been decorated much. It has two bedrooms and one living room. One bedroom has a bed, and there are five mahjong tables in the other bedroom and the living room. The deceased were lying on the mahjong table, and some were playing mahjong in their hands.
You De held the poker, and the corpse didn't look scary, but it had been dead for so long that it already stunk.
Wei Yunqing cautiously walked around the scene twice, put on gloves, and picked up a lunch box next to a corpse. The contents inside had not deteriorated, and it looked like they were from today.
But the problem is, the meal is half eaten.
Half an hour later, the noodle shop proprietress, Yao Lin, and two cooks were brought to the police station to narrate the entire incident.
"I don't know! It really has nothing to do with us. They have been ordering takeout from us these days, and we are just delivering takeout..." the proprietress cried.
"Well, we were called by the landlady to support the scene. When we arrived, we didn't even do anything, and people died..." The cook spoke with a local accent.
"...I received fake money again today, um, and then I told the boss lady." Yao Lin looked calm.
Several people recounted what happened, and Wei Yunqing rubbed her head. The only useful information was that the suspect might have been staying in the dead man's den, ordering food, eating, and playing tricks on the noodle shop owner.
Other than that, it's all nonsense.
The case is very unsolved because there were no obvious external injuries on the deceased, and there were no signs of struggle at the scene. They seemed to have been playing mahjong and poker before their deaths...
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation." Wei Yunqing smiled and asked Yao Lin and others to leave.
As soon as she stood up, the door of the small office where Wei Yunqing was recording her confession was kicked open. Wei Yunqing frowned. When she turned around, she saw a fat man with a fat head, wearing a suit and leather shoes, but his face was very anxious.
Wei Yunqing initially thought that the fat man was here to see the noodle shop proprietress.
But in fact she was wrong. The fat man went straight to Yao Lin and grabbed Yao Lin's hand: "Linlin, Linlin, you scared me to death. Who caught you? What's going on?"