"Meow."

Pu'er at the entrance of the stairs screamed again.

In this narrow and even slightly cramped shop, the cat's meows seem particularly penetrating.

"It looks good, boy."

The old woman in the mirror asked, she seemed to be quite satisfied with this dress. When people encounter something they like, they always desire to get approval from the people around them.

Liang Chuan continued to help the old man in front of him to tidy up his collar, then bent down gently, put his face on the side of the old man's face, and looked at the old woman in the mirror with the old man.

road:

"It's a little gorgeous."

It's indeed a bit gorgeous because I'm old and dressed too fancy, which does not conform to the general aesthetics of Chinese people.

"It's okay to be more gorgeous." The old woman in the mirror glanced at Liang Chuan angrily, "I'm not old yet."

It is normal for the elderly to be unwilling to accept old age.

The customer is God, just as long as he and her are satisfied.

He took a step back, looked at the whole body of the dress, and asked:

"That's it?"

"If you want it, just this one."

The old man took off his shroud and handed it to Liang Chuan.

Liang Chuan returned to the counter, took out a plastic bag and wrapped the shroud.

"How much money?" the old man asked, standing in front of the counter.

"Meow." Pu'er screamed again.

"ninety."

"It's a bit expensive." The old man's face was getting darker and deeper when he was dissatisfied with the wrinkles. He was obviously a little dissatisfied with the price.

"In this world, there are two clothes that people often say are worn only once in a lifetime, one is a wedding dress and the other is a shroud. But in fact, you can wear wedding dress several times, and shrouds, it is really worn once in a lifetime."

The old man sighed, took out the money from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

It is a great unity of one hundred yuan.

Liang Chuan picked up the banknotes and opened the small drawer inside the counter. There were stacks of ghost coins. These should have been sold in bundles in the store, but at this time they were put together by Liang Chuanling.

He took out a ten-yuan coins and handed them to the old man, and the old man accepted them.

"Send it to me, okay?" The old man lowered his head slightly, obviously feeling that his request was not very suitable, especially when he was planning to bargain.

"Okay, just leave the address."

"I can't write, No. 33, 2nd Street, Yongsheng Road, Jinniu District." After saying that, the old man looked at Liang Chuan again and asked with some concern: "Did you remember?"

"Remember."

"I'll leave."

The old man left with his back hunched away.

Liang Chuan sat down on the chair and took another sip of the cool white blooming overnight.

Pu'er jumped to the counter at this time and looked at Liang Chuan.

Liang Chuan also looked at Pu'er.

The man and the cat looked at each other for about a minute, but in the end Pu'er turned around and jumped off the counter and returned to the upper floor.

The temperature in the room has dropped a little before, but now it is slowly rising.

Liang Chuan looked at the shroud wrapped on the counter, recalled the address in his mind, then stood up, picked up the shroud and prepared to send it over.

The sun is just right outside, but it gives people a very unreal feeling.

I took a taxi, got in, and agreed to the driver's location, and arrived at the destination in about twenty minutes.

This is also an old street with apartment buildings above and small shops below.

"Twenty-five." The driver pointed to the meter and said.

Liang Chuan took out a hundred pieces from his pocket, and it was the money the old man had just given him. The red banknotes showed a vague and crude material.

However, the driver received the money and bounced it up but couldn't see it. Instead, he found Liang Chuan 75 yuan.

"You don't even see if the money is true or false," Liang Chuan reminded.

"Hey, it's just one hundred yuan." The driver smiled, "To be honest, now that WeChat pays a lot, I rarely receive banknotes."

Liang Chuan got out of the car and walked over to the door number. No. 33, it turned out to be an adult goods store.

Walking into it, the song "Itch" is played inside. The store is designed and warm, with pink main color and dark lights. A young man is sitting at the counter playing with his computer.

"Airdrop, go and chase dreams!"

The young man was very involved in playing, as if he didn't notice the guests coming.

Liang Chuan reached out and tapped on the wall.

The young man raised his head, glanced at Liang Chuan, and shouted, "Brother, you can take a look first, I'll be fine soon."

Liang Chuan nodded and sat down on one chair. At the same time, he placed the bag containing the shroud on the small round table.

In front of Liang Chuan, there is a display cabinet filled with all kinds of adult products. Chinese people have always been very secretive about this aspect, as if they have great taboos, but humans have endless instincts for themselves.

"Fuck, that guy is a level 3 head!"

The young man moved his mouse away, took off his headphones, walked out from behind the counter, and came to Liang Chuan.

"Brother, are you buying medicine or utensils?

Come and tell me the situation. The medicines I have imported from the original and I have tried them myself to ensure safety. Do you want to pursue hardness or time?" The young man took out a cigarette and handed it to Liang Chuan.

Generally speaking, if you just simply buy a condom, you don’t have to go into the store at all. There is a vending machine at the entrance of the store. Of course, the profit for selling arbitrage is too low. The key is to sell medicine. A large box of medicine has twelve small boxes. Just sell a small box and you will get the money back. The eleven boxes below sell more and less is all profit.

"I'm here to deliver things."

Liang Chuan pointed to the bag he placed on the small round table.

"express delivery?"

The young man held a cigarette in his mouth and reached out to pick up the bag. When he saw the shroud in the bag, he was not furious like normal speculation. Instead, he turned and showed disbelief. He took a few steps back and hit the shelf behind him, causing several sticks on the shelf to fall off.

"Can you really deliver it?" the young man murmured to himself, "Who asked you to deliver it?"

"Your grandpa, or your grandma." Liang Chuan answered truthfully.

"Hell, this is really hell." The young man grabbed his head hard, "I dreamed of my breasts last night, and she said she wanted to wear new clothes."

"I've sent it." Liang Chuan stood up and said goodbye to the other party, but just turned around, he paused again and said, "I can trust you to try all the medicines here."

"What?" the young man was stunned.

"Eating too much of these things will make people feel weak." Liang Chuan stretched out his finger and pointed to his head, "So, you can dream of your grandma."

"Haha." The young man laughed dryly, "Brother, are you fortune tellers?"

"The store is the same as you."

"Okay, this is my business card. This time, no matter whether it is true or false or coincidental, we won't tell you how much this clothes cost. Will I burn them later?

By the way, my mother told me in my dream yesterday that my grandfather was so pitiful and had been burned twice. Can you help me analyze what this means? Do I have to burn something over?"

"I've given the money and got burned twice? I don't know this, I'm not a fortune teller."

"Okay, thank you, buddy." The young man stopped asking anything.

Liang Chuan walked out of the store and it was difficult to get a taxi in the small street. He wanted to take a taxi and got it outside, but Liang Chuan still stood there for a while.

Take out the young man's business card, and the three words "Tan Guanghui" on it are designed very elegantly.

But when a person lies, no matter how he hides it, there will always be various details and flaws.

Especially when lying in front of a psychologist, there are so many flaws that cannot be counted.

But this is not something Liang Chuan needs to care about.

In this world, there are too many incredible things and too many bizarre twists and turns. Just as it is difficult for normal people to imagine why an adult is interested in young children, the ugliness under human nature are often thrilling and incredible.

The kindness of ordinary people is indeed enough to limit their imagination.

He lit the cigarette given by the other party, took a sip, and felt the filling feeling of the lungs being filled. Liang Chuan coughed gently, and other things were added to the cigarette.

The phone vibrated at this time, and the caller ID was Wu Dahai.

"Hey, Chuan'er, where are you?"

“Outside.”

"Oh, let me tell you that the case has progressed. Didn't you say that Zhao Qingshan might be dead? The blood extracted by Jian Hong from the leaves in the car is also from Zhao Qingshan. Now we have temporarily locked in a target suspect, which is the target of Zhao Qingshan's previous murderer - Xu Hui, but we can't find any evidence now. Otherwise, you can come to the bureau again tomorrow?"

Wu Dahai obviously hoped that Liang Chuan would perform again like he did in the interrogation room last time he interrogated Zhang Baojun.
To be continued...