She glanced at the translucent Jing Yu who was paralyzed in the corner, feeling a little puzzled, "...Why don't you go out with him?"
"He's okay."
Jing Yu lazily turned sideways and raised his eyelids, but what he cared about was another question - "Does my name sound hot to you?"
"No, but when there are no other people, you don't need to use your name to attract attention, right?" Yun Tuan quibbled, she would not admit that it was such an embarrassing thing that she couldn't speak out.
Jing Yu fell silent. He turned over again, half of his head penetrated the wall, and his conscious body did not feel the slightest pain.
"What was taken away was an identity card. The machine cannot operate without a magnetic card. Well, this type of machine has long been eliminated over there."
Yun Tuan was stunned, "If we don't let the machine run, are there people helping us?"
"That's not necessarily the case."
……
Late at night, Jing He came back carrying the monitor and computer host. As soon as he entered the door, he drank two glasses of water, "Oh, I'm so thirsty!"
"If you look like this, I would believe you even if you say you went to dig out the feces yourself."
Jing Yu sat up and jumped around the computer.
Finally, he shook his head - the machines of this era were too old and had few functions.
"I was repairing someone's machine. If it hadn't been for that police officer Sato's unexpected visit, I would have taken one back." Jinghe lamented, carefully washing the rosin and light oil stains on his hands.
After a while, he felt that the room was too quiet.
"Where's the little cloud?"
Jing Yu raised his eyelids and said, "Maybe I'm drawing in seclusion."
"Draw a diagram, oh, a character relationship diagram, right? It's really complicated."
"I don't know."
"..."
The next day.
Still carrying the broken book, Yun Tuan squatted at a bookstore near Kuwahara's shop.
She found a secluded corner and tried to continue turning the pages, but her fingers turned red and she couldn't turn to the next page.
Rubbish.
——So, Kuwabara is not the decisive factor in turning the page, nor is the location.
Is it because of the black cat?
Yun Tuan stuffed the old books, and when he saw a clerk coming over, he picked up a magazine as a cover.
"Do you also like Nakagawa Xiangshu?"
The clerk put a stack of plastic-wrapped magazines on the bookshelf, turned around and smiled.
Yun Tuan looked down and saw the four words "Nakagawa Xiangshu" written clearly on the cover of her magazine. "I'm new to it. I think the cover is pretty good and my personal style is very strong."
Most people really can’t photograph men with such a sense of charm.
"Yes, the men he photographed are so charming! Every one of them is in my aesthetic point of view, especially the lips, which are always like holding a piece of clear ice, slightly white from the cold but stubbornly not loosening.
Kai, aloof and abstinent, so cute!"
The clerk's face suddenly turned red, with undisguised admiration in her eyes.
Yun Tuan nodded and pretended to look at the time, "I'm going to work part-time. Let's continue chatting next time we have a chance!"
"It was a pleasure chatting with you. Welcome to visit us next time!"
The clerk suddenly made a ninety-degree bow. Yun Tuan nodded slightly and walked backwards out of the bookstore.
In fact, she didn't want to hear such false boasts and praises. If she said this openly, maybe she was already drawing a circle and cursing people in her heart - half an hour ago, she heard this clerk say something to a customer who didn't buy anything.
The sound of cursing.
Yun Tuan straightened his collar and walked into Kuwahara's suitcase shop.
Kuwahara was still wearing the white senior sweater, with his chin completely wrapped in it, and he looked a little timid and unsure of himself.
"Welcome, Officer Suzuki, am I also suspected here?"
Kuwahara stood up, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.