Looking at the signature on the photo, it turned out to be my mother’s handwriting!
"Su Xiaoxiao!"
The man in a suit who was killed by them in Peng County and escaped, the one who pointed a gun at his mother and screamed was Su Xiaoxiao!
Mu Tian's head was buzzing instantly.
He seemed to understand everything all at once, and yet he seemed to know nothing at all.
Chaos.
All I could think of was the face of the man in a suit brandishing a gun.
Extremely weird!
His face was extremely ugly and his body was shaky.
"Are you okay?" Hu Ti hurriedly stepped forward to help him.
In panic, I bumped into a young man who was about to enter the photo studio.
The man turned back and glared at them angrily. The man had a rosy nose, and the entire tip of his nose was red.
Hu Ti supported Mu Tian while glaring back at the rosacea.
Mu Tian suddenly trembled all over, picked up Hu Ti and walked away, "Get out of here quickly!"
They jumped onto a waiting rickshaw and urged the driver to hurry up.
"Little red guy." The wine-stained nose cursed in a low voice and turned around to walk into the photo studio.
"Sir, do you want to take a photo?"
"If you don't take a photo, I will color it."
"Do you want a shallower one or a deeper one?"
"If you want to color it, naturally it should be darker. However, my lady likes it to be elegant, so I'd better go lighter."
"Twelve yuan for a piece over eight inches."
"I'm twenty-four inches."
"It's all the same price. Please come with me."
The shopkeeper led the rosy nose into the photography studio, then nodded and went out.
As soon as Motoya saw his rosy nose, he shouted: "Oh?"
Jiuzongzi did not respond. He just took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Motoya: "Third Young Master's instructions, print them quickly. The more the better."
Motoya glanced at Ah Wu quickly, opened the envelope, pulled out a piece of paper, and looked at it.
On it was a hand-painted picture of a man carrying a wicker box, and a young man beside him.
"Isn't this Mr. Lu? Why are you printing this?"
"What's in your eyes? Is Mr. Lu so young?"
"Why are they so similar?"
"It doesn't look alike at all. Come on, get to work! Aren't they all just a little bit baby fat?"
"Baby fat? Hurry up!" Motoya said and walked out.
The red-nosed Ah Wu was stunned for a moment, then followed him out.
There were only a few passers-by at the door, and Hu Ti and Mu Tian had long disappeared.
Motoya stomped his feet in frustration, turned around and entered the house, and bumped into the red-nosed Ah Wu who was chasing him.
Poor Ah Wu, his nose was originally filled with wine residue, but now he spurts out a spurt of blood, making his nose even redder.
Motoya didn't care about this, he quickly walked into the store and got into the dark room. Just as he was about to check the door, the red-nosed Ah Wu squeezed in with a handkerchief covering his mouth and nose.
"close the door!"
The negatives of "Fun on the Beach" were still in the exposure box. They were exposed and developed for a while. After a while, in the developing basin, the image on the photo paper changed from hazy to clear.
Red-nosed Ah Wu said "Wow" and grabbed the photo in the basin.
Motoya snatched it with his hands, threw it into the fixing basin, took out the painting, and looked at it in comparison.
Ah Wu pointed and said, "That's him!"
"What's the situation? Why does Third Young Master want this?"
"I'm not sure. I just heard Third Young Master tell Mr. Lu that this person and this box must be found within three days. The box is very important, but try not to hurt anyone."
"follow me."
Motoya brought Ah Wu to the front desk.
"Baixiang, bring the receipts from the two guys who came to take pictures with their boxes."
The shopkeeper responded, tore off a receipt from a book on the cabinet and handed it to Motoya.
When Motoya took a look, he slapped the documents continuously and shouted, "Why is there nothing here? Name and address?"
"I'm waiting here. What's your name and address? It's not that hard...just pay..."
Motoya stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, his eyes widened: "You only know about money, right?!"
"It's immoral if I open my business and don't make money!"
"You are so obsessed with money that you will become a traitor sooner or later!"
"I, Shen Baixiang, make money openly and honestly, and I never lose my money. To be a traitor? I'm not sure who I am?"
"I will kill you now to avoid harming others in the future!"
"Bye bye, Yuangu will take him to Third Young Master's place."
Before Yuangu agreed, Shen Baixiang yelled, "What third young master? That's your third young master. I'm not one of your people. After all, I'm just an informant who gets paid to provide information."
"You swore an oath under the banner of the party and country!"
"An oath? A joke. Who has sworn an oath? Which of your eyes saw me taking an oath? You have heard that there is an old saying, an oath only has meaning when it is betrayed."
Motoya's rather good-looking face had turned the color of pig's liver. He slapped Shen Baixiang hard and threw him on his back. He went back to the darkroom, rolled up the still wet photo and the portrait in the closet, and went out angrily. .
At the end of the day, he didn't forget to threaten Shen Baixiang, "Just wait for me!"
"Wait for you, you little bastard, pack your bags and leave immediately. Don't come to work tomorrow!"
Yuantu suddenly turned around, but was persuaded by Ah Wu who followed him out, and called a rickshaw to leave.
Shen Baixiang chased out of the store, pointing at the rickshaw that was walking away, "Little Chi, go drink the northwest wind!"
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The sun is still hanging in the sky in the west, the streets in the city are filled with twilight, and the pedestrians on the east-west Hartong Road are all covered with gold rims.
Mu Tian, who was confused all the way, stumbled a little bit out of the rickshaw with the help of Hu Ti.
William chased after them, apologizing profusely and asking for help.
"Get out!"
Mu Tian seemed to be suffering from hysteria.
This made Hu Ti restless.
William actually had something to tell him, but seeing that these two people "didn't know what to do", he no longer reluctantly continued to hurt his face. He shook his head and sighed, and found such an idiom in his Chinese vocabulary to talk about it. Heal your own wounded self-esteem.
Hu Ti couldn't wait to open the door and helped Mu Tian enter.
"What's wrong with him?"
A woman's exclamation came.
Hu Ti was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and Mu Tian suddenly woke up.
The two of them looked back quickly.
It's Ji Ruoxi!
What William wanted to tell them after chasing them was that Miss Ji was in their room.
Her pink face suddenly turned red and her lips trembled as she stared at Mu Tian.
"Why is it you? You just came to the room without saying a word."
"Hey, why are you talking like this? I was kind enough to come see you. I called the police station and told them that you had come out. I was just waiting here. I waited and waited and you didn't come. I don't know where to go to Bai Xiang. La?"
"What do you mean by Bai Xiang?"
"I just went to play." Mu Tian explained.
"Who is going to play? We are doing business and taking pictures." Hu Ti saw that Mu Tian had returned to normal and his speech became normal. What's more, they were facing a beautiful sister who had given them a lot of care.
"I took a photo, bring it over and take a look."
Hu Ti took out the photo that Yuangu called "Having Fun in Shanghai" and handed it to Ji Ruoxi.
"Oh, he's quite handsome. He tastes very good."
"There's also good news. Mu Tian has found a job. He's in the patrol room. He gets three yuan a month. It's all for your sake."
"Look at how much face I have. That's because my father has face."
"Thank you anyway."
"No need. There is a social security fund in the French Concession. The founder is my father, who also donates a lot of money every year." She pondered for a moment and then explained, "However, this can exempt many poor families from the patrol tax."
Mu Tian and Hu Ti nodded silently.
"Liang Hewei told me about it on the phone. However, Bao's reputation is not very good. If you don't want to, just tell Jiang Xinyi that you don't want to do it. Shanghai is so big, where can you not earn three yuan? If you do
, just work well for the poor, and never be like those people who only harm the people."
"I just want to help people investigate the case. A little boy from a grocery store was wrongly accused and thrown into prison without trial or sentence. He is half-dead."
"That's good. You have to follow your conscience in everything."
"Don't worry about that."
"Okay, it's good that you are fine. Besides, there is a happy event. I have reserved Alice's seat and will treat you to a Western dinner."
"Western dinner?"
"It's what foreigners eat, also called Western food."
"Then we're going to open a Western restaurant?"
"Forget it, I'll give you a warm welcome and wish you a 'fun in Shanghai'."
"thank you."
"What are you always thanking for..."
Ji Ruoxi's face turned red, she glanced at Mu Tian, nodded slightly, and twisted the braid on her chest.
Mu Tian and Hu Ti looked at each other in confusion.
"Uncle Yao will drive us there in a while. I also asked him to bring a friend from the Taishan Club. He was originally going to introduce you to the job, but now it seems that all he needs to do is introduce it to Mr. Hu."
"Really? That's so true. Thank you so much."
"Look, I said it again. From now on, we don't have to say thank you to each other, okay?"