After his introduction, Lu Wuchuan and Duanmo basically understood Liu Chao's situation. They copied the surveillance video from the police station and headed to the village in the city.
In the late 1980s, Liancheng carried out a large-scale shantytown reconstruction. A large number of bungalows were demolished, and except for those who needed demolition money, basically all other residents were resettled here.
Times have changed, and the lively place in the past has now begun to deteriorate. Many aborigines have bought houses in other places and moved away. Nowadays, many people living here are renting houses from other places. In addition, they missed the good opportunity to buy houses. Now they cannot buy even if they want to.
I can only continue to make do here.
The houses in urban villages are basically seven-story large slab buildings, which are very dense, with at least a hundred families living in each building. Liu Chao's small supermarket is located on the edge of a main road, and its name is very loud——
Yingfa Supermarket.
When the village in the city was built, no matter whether it faced the street or not, the first floor was not designed as a store. However, control was not strict at that time, it was common to change windows and doors, and the approval procedures were easy to go through, so the first floor was gradually turned into a store.
Store room.
Yingfa Supermarket is located near the intersection. There is a double glass door under the door. There is a whiteboard hanging on the wall next to the door, with the names and prices of several special items written on it in black pen.
Through the glass window on the other side of the door, a man was leaning on the table used as a cashier with his back to the window, his arms bent under his head, as if he was dozing off.
Duanmo had met Liu Chao and was afraid of being recognized. Today he specially changed into a light blue short loose down jacket. He wore a beige baseball cap and a mask with Tuzki printed on it. He buttoned up the hood of the down jacket with a thick brim.
The fox fur covers both sides of her cheeks, leaving only a pair of big black eyes. At first glance, she looks like a little girl who is still in high school.
Fortunately, the temperature has dropped sharply recently, so covering up so tightly is not surprising.
Lu Wuchuan pushed the door open and entered the small supermarket. The cartoon monkey hanging inside the door sensed someone coming in and issued a mechanical voice - Welcome. The man half-lying on the table raised his eyelids and took a look. Not only did he not get up, but he changed
Continue to lie down in this position.
The small supermarket is indeed not big. There are shelves along the walls and a row in the middle. The aisles are particularly narrow. It's fine for one person, but if there are two people, it seems crowded.
The shelves are full of daily necessities, food and beverages, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, all commonly used in daily life. In the glass cabinet behind the table are cigarettes of different grades, as well as family planning supplies packaged in various colors.
There was a woman in her fifties who was going back and forth in the condiment area to compare which packaged aniseed ingredients were more cost-effective.
The two stopped in the beverage area. Lu Wuchuan reached out and took out a bottle of peanut dew: "It's cold, so I'd better drink this. It won't hurt your stomach."
His voice is not high, but it is enough for people in the room to hear. He is a considerate boyfriend and like a gentle brother.
Duan Mo secretly cursed that he had not even looked at her since she entered the office this morning. On the way there, he had not even looked at her, and she was indifferent to him when she spoke to him. Now she was pretending to be the real one. She was really international if she didn't become an actor.
A big loss to the film industry.
"Okay, it's all up to you." Although only his eyes were exposed, those crescent moons and the snoring sound would make anyone feel half-soft.
The woman seemed to be numbed by her. She looked at them with disgust, twisted her fat body and squeezed past them, throwing a bag of aniseed on the table: "Dachao, hurry up, I'm rushing back to cook."
Woolen cloth!"
Liu Chao looked away and scanned the code with the cash register: "Five eight yuan."
The woman turned over the change and said, "Give me a plastic bag."
"Just put a bag of aniseed in your pocket!"
"Come on, don't you usually spend money generously on women? Why is this neighbor reluctant to ask for a plastic bag? You are really stingy."
"Okay, okay, here you go, go home and cook!" Liu Chao impatiently pulled a translucent plastic bag from under the table and threw it on the table, then casually threw the collected money into the small drawer of the cash register.
inside.
There was no one else in the supermarket. Lu Wuchuan took the peanuts and walked to the checkout counter. He did not pay in a hurry, but put his eyes on the glass cabinet at the back: "Take another pack of Nine-Five Zun."
"Brother, are you kidding? How can my small shop afford such high-end cigarettes? Even if it does, it won't be sold!"
"Then what do you have here?"
"The best thing is the hard-packed Zhonghua, forty-eight a pack, do you want it?" Liu Chao then added, "Quality."
"Let's get a pack."
After paying the money, Lu Wuchuan first unscrewed the peanut juice and handed it to Duanmo, then opened the cigarette case, put one in his mouth, touched his pocket, and took out the cigarette.
Liu Chao was very discerning and took a lighter and handed it over: "You forgot to bring the fire, take it and use it."
Lu Wuchuan lit a cigarette, took out another one and handed it to Liu Chao: "Thank you, that's my problem. I always forget to bring something when I go out."
Girls build friendships by going to the bathroom together. In the same way, a cigarette can bring men closer together.
Liu Chao didn't sit down since he got up and went to get a cigarette from the glass cabinet at the back. Now he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath and asked, "Dude, you look strange, don't you live around here?"
"Can you see this?" Lu Wuchuan exhaled a trace of smoke, holding the smoke between his fingers and not approaching his lips.
Liu Chao raised his chin: "I have lived here since this urban village existed. I have opened a supermarket for several years. Everyone who comes and goes looks familiar. Besides, there are not many rich people living nearby.
, even if I sell these cigarettes, I can’t sell a pack of them in ten days and a half. Let alone the 95-year-old, I don’t even dare to sell them.”
Lu Wuchuan dusted the cigarette ashes into the small plastic bowl that was placed on the table as an ashtray. When he raised his hand, the small bowl was brushed by his little finger and tilted instantly. He quickly covered it with his other hand to avoid throwing away the cigarette ashes.
Sprinkle outside.
He raised the corners of his lips in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I almost made your place dirty."
Liu Chao waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's not that particular. Sometimes I even dust cigarette ashes on the ground."
When the two of them started talking, Duan Mo had already left the door. Now he came back and said angrily: "Why don't you just buy a pack of cigarettes? Why did it take so long!"
"I borrowed a fire." Lu Wuchuan shrugged towards Liu Chao, "Let's go."
Liu Chao nodded clearly: "Let's go slowly and come back when you have time."
We exited the small supermarket one after another, turned a corner at the intersection, and walked through two buildings to the parking place.
After getting in the car, Duanmo couldn't wait to ask: "Did you get it?"
Lu Wuchuan took his hand out of his pocket, turned his long fingers over, and found a cigarette butt in a small sealed bag in his palm.
"Wow, Brother Lu, when did you put it in the evidence bag?"