Weslin couldn't believe it. According to Ah Fu's previous level, he shouldn't have reached such a rapid pace in such a short period of time.
But he still looked as honest and honest as before, no different.
Could it be that it was just that he suddenly had an enlightenment and suddenly realized it on his own?
Just two hours before the finals of the robot selection competition began in Nancheng Industrial Tourism Zone, Hu Baobao on the other side of the city was driving on the way to a photo studio.
Recently, Hu Baobao has been feeling that there seems to be something unfinished in his heart.
Both Ugly King and Dark Soul have withdrawn from the circle of fighting robots and promised never to work for Razor again.
But after Hu Baobao spent a day, that feeling of panic appeared again.
Then he thought about it, wondering if he had missed anything.
Finally, he suddenly remembered the photo he brought out from Black Soul's house.
He said he found the photo and stared at it over and over again, always feeling that something was wrong.
After a while, Hu Baobao finally discovered that the photo seemed to have been cropped.
If you follow a normal photo, the border should leave the white edge of the photo paper, but in this photo there are only scenes and people, and the edges are cut cleanly.
Hu Baobao, who had always been cautious, discovered this and felt that something was wrong.
Then he found a photo studio and asked the boss to take a look at it, but the boss told him that the photo had indeed been cropped. Judging from the size of the characters, at least one-third of the photo should have been cropped.
Hearing the news, Hu Baobao couldn't help but frown.
Why should one third of a photo be cropped?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.
However, when he opened the back of the photo, he found that there was a watermark of the photo studio printed on the back, with the five characters "Jiahe Photo Studio" written on it.
So, tonight, Hu Baobao, who had been restless, decided to go to this photo studio to take a look and find out the original appearance of this photo.
After almost twenty minutes, Hu Baobao finally learned the location of Jiahe Photo Studio from nearby neighbors.
But when he found this place, the photo studio had already closed, and there was a "out of stock" sign on the door.
"Isn't it gone anymore? This notice seems to have been posted for some time, at least more than a year."
Hu Baobao stood in front of this somewhat old photo studio, feeling as if he had completely lost the clue.
He also asked some neighbors, and they all said that the owner of the photo studio had moved away long ago, and no one knew where he had gone.
Snap!
At this moment, the ball rolled over from the side and hit Hu Baobao's shoe.
Then, two little boys aged seven or eight ran over.
"Uncle, can you return the ball to us?"
Hu Baobao looked down at the two little boys with sunglasses, then stepped on the ball with his feet, "Of course I can give it back to you, but you have to do me a favor."
"What are you busy with?" The little boy looked at Hu Baobao with somewhat wary eyes.
"Do you know the owner of this photo studio?"
The two little boys turned to look at the door of the photo studio, and then the child in a blue T-shirt said, "Uncle Liu has moved away long ago!"
"Uncle Fu?"
"Yeah!" The little boy in white clothes nodded, "Uncle Liu heard that he went to a better place and opened a bigger photo studio. It has been more than a year since he moved."
"Ah." Hu Baobao squatted down, "Then do you know where Uncle Liu has moved?"
"I know! His granddaughter Xiaolan is our classmate, and we went there!"
"Oh?" Hu Baobao felt that things had turned around, "How about this, you tell me Uncle Liu's address, and I will not only exchange the ball for you, but also give you money to buy a new one!"
"Really?" the two little boys said in unison.
In this way, Hu Baobao accidentally got Uncle Liu's address from two little boys and found his newly opened photo studio.
The name has not changed, but the appearance has definitely become more impressive.
Hu Baobao crushed the cigarette butt with his foot at the door of the photo studio, and then walked in.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw an old man with gray hair wearing a marching cap and looking like an artist drinking tea in the VIP room inside.
"Hello sir, we will be closing soon." The young and beautiful female employee came forward and said.
"Ah, you are so beautiful, I want to meet the boss of your place."
"Boss? Oh, wait a moment." The female employee tilted her head, not understanding what a guy in leopard print wanted to do here at this time.
Then she walked into the lounge and said a few words to the old man.
The old man looked up at the door, nodded, and followed the female employee out.
"Do you have a problem with me?" the old man said.
"Are you Uncle Liu?"
"I'm Uncle Liu. Do you know me?"
"That's it. I'm looking into some things and I hope you can help."
With that said, Hu Baobao took out the photo from the inner pocket of his leopard print suit, "This photo should have been taken here, right?"
Uncle Liu looked at both sides of the photo carefully and said, "Yes, it was taken by my photo studio, but it looks like it was taken several years ago."
"Do you know some of the people above?"
Uncle Liu smiled and shook his head, "There are so many people taking pictures here every day, and I can't remember everyone."
After hearing this, Hu Baobao hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Uncle Liu, I know you old artists are very nostalgic, and you usually keep the plates of your works, right?"
Uncle Liu heard Hu Baobao call him an old artist. Although he knew he was ashamed of himself, he still felt very comfortable.
"Well...it does exist, but I have too many baseboards saved, so it may take a while."
"I can wait!"
Uncle Liu hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, just wait a moment."
Since that photo was an old photo developed in the past, Uncle Liu had to spend a lot of time wearing reading glasses to check it one by one.
Fortunately, there was a date on the photo, so it wasn't too difficult for him to find it.
Hu Baobao waited outside for almost half an hour before Uncle Liu finally walked out.
"Sorry, I'm old, so I move a little slowly. This should be it." Uncle Liu handed the floor wrapped in kraft paper to Hu Baobao.
"Thank you!" Hu Baobao took the photo, opened the bag and took out the floor inside.
Sure enough, it is a very brown chassis.
So Hu Baobao raised his head and pointed the bottom plate at the light.
He squinted his eyes slightly and looked carefully, finally seeing the outline of the entire photo clearly.
But suddenly, Hu Baobao's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the photo with a shocked expression.
"Three people? There are three people in this photo!"