Zhou Ze silently put down his phone and rubbed his eyes.
Deadpool stood up, picked up a rag beside him, and took the initiative to walk to the position where the two girls were sitting, bent down, and began to wipe the blood dripping from the little boy.
Deadpool's job in the bookstore is very simple, that is, cleaning.
He didn't need a salary, he didn't need to provide food and lodging, he wouldn't complain, he wouldn't protest, and he wouldn't speak out of turn. He only knew how to work hard.
"Heavens, he's actually a living person!" a girl exclaimed.
They had also noticed this Deadpool before, but because Deadpool had been motionless, they and the two children thought that it was just a humanoid model sculpture placed in the bookstore.
Deadpool cleaned up very professionally, stood up, and prepared to leave.
However, Zhou Ze gestured for him not to move.
At this time, the two girls, not knowing whether they were naughty or interested, took the initiative to take a photo with Deadpool, one was responsible for taking photos, and the other was responsible for accompanying Deadpool to pose.
Perhaps, in their opinion, this was an actor hired by the bookstore for promotion.
Boss Zhou lit a cigarette and watched the two girls take photos with the death attendant. One of the girls was a little too excited and asked the death attendant if she could take off her mask and take another photo.
Deadpool didn't move and looked at Zhou Ze. He was waiting for Zhou Ze's order.
"It seems that your boss is very strict. How can you wrap your whole body with clothes on such a hot day." A girl complained for Deadpool.
"Boss, ask him to take off his mask and take a picture with us. What if he's a handsome guy?" another girl begged Zhou Ze.
Zhou ze nodded, indicating that the death attendant could take off his jacket.
Then Deadpool took off his mask,
What followed was a few seconds of dead silence.
What followed was:
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!"
The two girls screamed in fear and scrambled out of the bookstore. The girl who tripped the little boy was hit by the glass door when she passed by, and her face was bleeding.
This collision made Zhou Ze, who was watching from the side, feel a little sore in his teeth. He was probably going to be disfigured.
Deadpool was at a loss, but there was no emotional fluctuation.
The last time he was slashed by the Ghost Warrior, a huge scar had appeared on his face, making him even more terrifying than he already was.
Instead of saying that he was a "human", it was more appropriate to say that he was a humanoid worm.
Zhou Ze had no idea why he kept him around. Did he keep him around to clean the place?
Save the expenses of a cleaner?
Of course, it definitely wasn't some bullsh * t like "deep father-son bond".
Perhaps he felt that it was a pity.
No matter how bad the priest was when he was alive, look at the things he did. He was really good at stirring up trouble!
Moreover, it could actually stand up again after death. Although this kind of thing seemed useless now, it would be quite a pity to really throw it away like trash.
"Put it on."
Zhou Ze said.
Not only the two girls, even boss Zhou, who was used to seeing the world, felt that it was a little unsightly.
Death Attendant nodded and put the mask back on.
Zhou Ze subconsciously shook the ash off his cigarette.
Seeing that the Deadpool was about to walk over with a rag again, he stepped on the ground with the soles of his shoes in embarrassment.
"Go to the counter and burn the two hell notes at the door."
..
The old Daoist knew a lot of people from all walks of life. In his life, he had been messing around. He did not have a family, nor did he have a child. According to China's traditional values, the old Daoist was undoubtedly a typical example of failure.
However, he only wanted to live a carefree and happy life. In any case, after death, he had to walk on the road to the Yellow Springs and jump on the bridge of helplessness. Therefore, he should try his best to be as casual as possible when he was alive.
He had been in Tongcheng for more than half a year, but he had also made many friends.
In fact, according to Zhou Ze, he wanted to get a set of basic research equipment like those used in hospitals or high school chemistry laboratories. He needed to roughly purify and package the spider lilies to make them easy to carry and smoke.
The old Daoist did not know what Zhou Ze was going to do. He only knew that he had to do his best to complete the task that his boss had given him.
After leaving the bookstore, he picked up the phone and called a friend he had made in Tongcheng. He meant that he wanted a set of laboratory equipment for purification and asked if he could get it.
The person was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay."
The two of them agreed to meet at a cafe on South Street. After the old Daoist sat in, he felt a little stupid. If he had known earlier, he would have met at the bookstore. This place was just a street away from the bookstore, but he had spent the coffee money for nothing.
That person came. He had a full beard. He was a cousin of the old Daoist. When the old Daoist went to visit a woman who had lost her footing and came out of the shutter door, he was standing at the door waiting.
The old Daoist shared a cigarette with him. The two of them nodded, and then he thanked the old Daoist. He said that he had helped him lubricate the road first, so that it would be convenient for him.
Later, the old Daoist went again. However, when the shutter door opened, he was the one who walked out.
After two experiences, they could be considered cousins. The two of them even added WeChat and went out for a barbecue together. The old Daoist knew that he was in the smuggling business. He was actually just a hooligan, but he was old.
"Yo, your face is quite ugly."
The old Daoist asked with some concern, "Go less next time and take care of your body. If your body collapses, who will they rely on?"
The bearded man was stunned for a moment. He nodded and said,
"What do you want to do with that thing?"
"My boss is planning to use it to purify something. Anyway, the things he makes can't be touched by ordinary people. If they touch them, there will be big problems."
The old Daoist said seriously.
"Is that thing domineering?" The bearded man asked.
"Domineering?"
The old Daoist thought for a moment. Yesterday, Xu Qinglang had been carried back to his room by himself. Although the boss said that he was drunk, the old Daoist could tell that it was obviously not the case.
He immediately said, "It's very domineering. Anyway, it's very fun to sleep in bed. Damn it, it's scary."
The bearded man swallowed his saliva and continued to ask, "Then after you make it, where will it flow to?"
"Flow out?"
The old Daoist thought for a moment. The things that the boss made probably couldn't be used by ordinary people. Perhaps only the Little Loli or Boss Liang could circulate it.
He replied, "It should only circulate in their own circle."
"Is it the original market?"
"What?"
"I'm asking, is it only circulated in Tongcheng?"
The old Daoist thought that Boss Liang was in Shanghai and added,
"Maybe it's also sent to Shanghai."
"It's even circulated to Shanghai?" The expression on the bearded man's face became more and more serious. It was obvious that he was nervous.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"No... nothing..."
As he spoke,
The bearded man reached out and took out a small earphone from his ear. He placed it on the table, then clasped his hands together and said apologetically,
"I'm sorry, brother. I was just caught by the police for smuggling."
"This..."
The old Daoist was dumbfounded,
This..,
No..,
No, this..
At this moment..,
A table of coffee shop customers stood up. One of them pressed down on the bearded man, while the other two pressed down on the old Daoist's shoulders, pressing the old Daoist to sit on the sofa.
"Be honest!"
The old Daoist looked wronged,
There was a misunderstanding..,
Comrade police!
"This is my ID. We now suspect that you are related to the production and sale of D products. Please cooperate with our investigation."
Several more police officers walked in from outside. One of them took out his ID and waved it in front of the old Daoist.
..
"Boss, where's the old Daoist?" Bai Yingying washed up and walked out to ask Zhou Ze.
"Help me go out and buy something. I want to process the spider lilies I got yesterday," Zhou Ze replied. "What's wrong with this guy? It's been so long and he still hasn't bought the things back."
Bai Yingying nodded, but then, Bai Yingying's gaze changed. She immediately walked to the boss and said,
"Boss, there are a lot of people outside staring at us."
"What?" Boss Zhou had yet to wake up from his state of reading the newspaper.
"There are a few pedestrians over there, those sitting on the steps reading the newspaper and playing with their phones, and two women waiting for the bus at the platform. They are all staring at us."
Bai Yingying said firmly.
Boss Zhou stood up and walked to the entrance of the bookstore to take a look.
He would not doubt Bai Yingying's judgment. In this aspect, she was actually better than him. After all, when he did not open his Wushuang, he was not much different from an ordinary person.
At this moment, Xu Qinglang staggered downstairs. He was wearing his pajamas and was loose. He reached out and hit his head while complaining,
"My head hurts."
"Did you have a good dream last night?" Zhou Ze turned around and teased.
"That spider lilies really can't be touched." Xu Qinglang shook his head and said, "It's worse than being drunk."
On the third floor of a building opposite the bookstore, a scout who was observing with a high-powered telescope immediately sent a message through his headset:
"Report, there is another woman in the bookstore. She has already gone downstairs. She is suspected to have an improper relationship with the suspect owner."
At this moment..,
The little loli, who had just finished school, got off the bus. She carried a big school bag and walked to the bookstore.
She was in a good mood and even hummed a song with an innocent look on her face.
When she thought that after Zhou Ze finished that thing, she would be able to take some back for supper tonight. She felt very happy. She had long been greedy and wanted to experience the pleasure of eating again.
She pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked in. For the first time, she took the initiative to greet Zhou Ze with a smile:
"Constable, is that thing done?"
The scout in the distance reported again:
"Report, request to delay the forced entry plan