Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 32 Uncle Zeng asks for leave
"jingle!"
Wu Jie hurried out of the door and rushed back.
The case has basically been solved at this point.
Zhang Yi looked at the man sitting on the chair in surprise. When he was still assuming that he was the murderer and where he would hide the body, the man gave the answer simply and directly.
And it’s an unexpected answer.
There is no doubt that if he followed his previous thoughts, he would be in the same pain as Wu Jie and would not be able to find the body at all.
"How did you know the body would be at the neighbor's house?"
The man looked back at Zhang Yi: "The safest place is often a place that people have carefully searched."
"In most cases of wife murder, the murderer buries the body on the spot, mutilates it, or fills it in a wall.
Therefore, when the police are searching, they will not miss these places.
After digging through the soil in the basement and finding no body within three feet of the ground, the police sent people to recover it.
so……"
The smile on the man's face grew wider: "If I were the murderer, I would just throw the body into the pit before the recovery workers arrive, cover it with half a meter of soil, and then fill it with gravel and soil after the workers arrive.
With a seal of cement, this case will never be solved."
"hiss……"
As soon as the man's words came out, the eyes of everyone in the store changed when they looked at him.
It's scary to think about it.
"Can we start now?"
The man saw that everyone was silent and could only take the initiative to ask.
"Oh, that's okay."
Dai Moli came to her senses first, took out a disposable face towel and rushed towards him. After the man sat on him, he sealed his collar with the towel and covered it with a scarf.
Hold the crystal ice beads with both hands and scatter them gently...
Half an hour later.
The man opened his eyes: "Thank you, I haven't experienced such enjoyment for a long time."
"Well, if you like, you can come here often, or you can get more discounts by getting a membership card."
Dai Moli has grown into a very good technician. Not only has she mastered excellent massage techniques, but she also never forgets to make secondary sales when the customers are happy.
"Okay, I like it very much, but I'm looking forward to something a little different the next time I come."
The man looked back at Yang Mei with a smile.
Then he took out a stack of money from his pocket and placed it on the table: "I will come back in a while."
"Okay, members need to register their names. How should they be called?"
Zhang Yi looked at the thick stack of money on the table, raised his head and asked.
"I like people to call me, Tang."
Tang nodded slightly towards Zhang Yi and was about to turn around and leave.
"Wait a moment!"
"Um?"
Tang turned back and looked at Zhang Yi doubtfully.
"Well... if it were you, how would you dispose of the body?" Zhang Yi couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.
Tang smiled lightly and did not answer. He just inadvertently licked the corners of his lips when he opened the door and walked out...
When Zhang Yi woke up from bed the next day, it was already noon.
Zhang Yi casually picked up the medicinal wine on the table and took a sip.
The medicinal wine prepared by Uncle Zeng has a very special taste, with astringent texture. Drinking it is not as exciting as strong alcohol, but there will be a fire slowly rising in the abdomen, and soon you will feel a warm feeling all over your body.
Zhang Yi didn't get up in a hurry, his body was still weak and weak. Uncle Zeng was watching over the day's affairs, and with Jasmine, he didn't need to worry about it. He could rest more, touch fish, and recuperate his spirit.
Taking out the account book and taking a look at the turnover of 4100 points, Zhang Yi's mood also became enriched.
Mr. Tang applied for a membership last night, with a turnover of 1,000 points.
Brother Zhuang Ning insisted on paying the original price, but Zhang Yi didn't force it.
It wasn't until late at night that two more guests came, earning 400.
In addition to the original turnover of 2,500 points, Zhang Yi felt that if he was lucky, he might be able to get the small target of 6,000 turnover tonight and try another lottery.
"Buzzing..."
Zhang Yi's cell phone rang. After seeing the call from Wang Bin on the caller ID, Zhang Yi frowned and didn't want to answer it.
But then I thought about it. After all, I had wielded the hoe and poached his corner, so I pressed the answer button.
"Are you busy? I want to treat you to a meal."
Wang Bin's voice came from the other end of the phone, "I would like to thank you for what happened that night. If it weren't for you, I would be unlucky."
"As long as you are fine, just eat."
"No, you've helped me twice. You always want me to find a chance to express myself."
"Let's give it another day, I'm too busy lately."
"Okay, how about the day after tomorrow? I heard about a restaurant that cooks great food. Many people lined up to eat, but they couldn't eat. I have a friend who just made a reservation, let's come together."
Zhang Yi clamped his mobile phone on his shoulder and looked at the props on the redemption page of the account book casually: "Isn't this bad? You don't take care of your guests."
"It doesn't matter, I'll just pay the bill."
"Okay, let's contact you then."
Zhang Yi hung up the phone and looked at the account book and saw a special prop on the account book.
[Yinmengxiang] 200 turnover.
After being lit, it can attract the surrounding ghosts.
Don't dare to burn rhinoceros horns. When burned, there will be a strange fragrance, which can be used to communicate with ghosts if it sticks to your clothes and belts.
"Does it attract ghosts?"
Zhang Yi thought, the business in his store is good now, but most of them are friends brought by big brother Zhuang Ning to support him.
Zhang Yi didn't know how many friends this big brother had, but continuing like this was not an option.
If you want to continue to expand your business, you must attract more ghosts to the massage parlor.
Maybe this thing can come in handy.
"exchange!"
Although he really wants to save a lot, Zhang Yi is still happy to spend the money if he can quickly increase his turnover.
Maybe it was because of Wang Bin's call just now that the greedy bug in Zhang Yi's stomach began to wake up. After the exchange, Zhang Yi's stomach had already begun to protest.
After putting on clothes, I went to the bathroom to tidy up briefly, and then walked down the stairs.
When I got downstairs, I saw customers queuing up in the store.
On the side, Uncle Zeng was calmly instructing Yang Mei on how to massage her.
Obviously, Uncle Zeng found that it seemed easier to train employees than to start the work himself.
But when he saw Zhang Yi, Uncle Zeng still turned his head slightly, as if he was dodging something.
This small move naturally did not escape Zhang Yi's eyes.
He walked downstairs and stood beside Yang Mei.
Compared with Dai Moli's delicate and gentle approach, Yang Mei's technique is very stiff.
When I looked at the customer, I saw that he was a regular customer, the fat little man with pink hair and pink face.
When Jasmine fell into a dream before, the little fat man turned around and left as soon as he heard that Jasmine was resting.
Zhang Yi thought this was Jasmine's die-hard fan, but he didn't expect to turn around and fall into Yang Mei's hands today.
……Oh!
Seeing that the little fat guy was grinning in pain right now.
If it weren't for Yang Mei's beauty, most people would have turned against her and cursed her.
But he was a regular customer after all. Seeing the little fat man’s bruised shoulders, Zhang Yi couldn’t stand it anymore:
"Brother, if you feel pain, just say something and stop holding it in?"
"No, no, no! Just right, just right."
The little fat man shook his head like a rattle: "Just press it like this, it doesn't matter."
Just kidding, the goddess wants this green touch when she massages herself.
What haven’t you seen?
The aunt at the train station has tried it herself.
If you press it so smoothly and skillfully, the smell will disappear?
In a word, authentic!
Zhang Yi's mouth twitched, and it turns out that appearance is justice.
Zhang Yi looked at Uncle Zeng who was sitting on the chair beside him. He took a closer look and found that there was a bruise on Uncle Zeng's face.
Uncle Zeng seemed to be deliberately dodging Zhang Yi's gaze. He turned sideways and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Stop looking."
"No, what's wrong with your face?"
"It fell."
"Falled?"
"It's dark, my eyesight is bad, I stepped on a stone and fell. By the way, I'm going to take a few days off to go back to my hometown. If anyone comes looking for me, just say I'm not here."
"Uncle Zeng, where is your hometown?" Dai Moli turned around and asked.
"On the horizon."
Uncle Zeng sighed: "It's been a long, long time since I went back."
"Well, when will you come back?"
Uncle Zeng was asking for leave, which caught Zhang Yi off guard. He originally wanted Uncle Zeng to give Yang Mei more guidance and familiarize Yang Mei with the business as soon as possible.
"It's hard to say. If it's fast, it'll be three to five days, if it's slow, it'll be half a month."
Uncle Zeng picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of tea: "Oh, I also want to advance my salary for next month."
"Yes, I'll get it for you later."
Although this old guy seemed to Zhang Yi to be hiding a lot of secrets, he had to say that, overall, he was more helpful to him.
Even from the perspective of an employee, Zhang Yi had no reason to reject him.
"Okay, take a good look at the book I gave you. There is also a bottle of medicinal wine here. Remember to drink it every day."
Hearing Zhang Yi's promise, Uncle Zeng grinned and took out a bottle of prepared medicinal wine from the small wooden box at hand and handed it to Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi nodded to indicate that he had written it down.
Then he walked to the counter, took out five thousand yuan and handed it to Uncle Zeng: "The extra money is considered a bonus."
"Hey, okay, kid, just on this point, you are much better than your father."
Uncle Zeng gave a thumbs up and looked back at the photo in the shrine.
"Your father is a ferocious man. He searches very hard. He always hides good things for fear that others will see them.
Just for his foreign objects, in addition to the ceiling, I even rummaged through under the bed before I could get all his things for you.'
Zhang Yi didn't say anything. He didn't want to have any unnecessary comments about Zhang Shulai, just two words: beast.
"Oh, I'm catching the car and leaving first. Here is my phone number. If you have any questions, call me."
Uncle Zeng handed Zhang Yi a note with a new phone number on it.
Then he picked up his thermos cup and walked out of the door without looking back.
"jingle."
After Uncle Zeng left, Zhang Yi put away his phone number and was about to go out to have something to eat first.
As soon as Zhang Yi walked out of the door, he bumped into a middle-aged man.
So high!
The man was at least 1.9 meters tall, and the short-sleeved shirt he wore was already oversized, but it was still very tight when worn on his body, showing the outline of his muscles.
What's even more terrifying is that through the eyes of ghosts and gods, Zhang Yi saw the flames on the man's shoulders, like two little suns.
In comparison, if the Li Bing he had seen before was a human-shaped torch that made the ghosts afraid to approach easily, then the strong man in front of him would be as terrifying as a small human-shaped sun.
Such a big man, holding a brick in his hand, stood in front of Zhang Yi menacingly. Even Zhang Yi felt more depressed than ever before.
"Does that old blind man work here?"
The big man lowered his head and looked at Zhang Yi.
"Old blind man?"
Zhang Yi was startled, and before he could speak, a woman in her forties grabbed the big man's arm.
"Pengpeng, please don't mess around. Your uncle Zeng and I are innocent. We were... playing chess in the room."
