The boss looked at the fitting room with a dull look on his face, probably thinking about it in his mind, but he had obviously never thought about this situation.
The clerk was trembling on the side, looking at the boss in horror for a while, at the dressing room in horror at another, and at Jian Yu and Bai Yue in horror at another.
It seems that the boss is still very safe in his work, and he also knows that it is a shameful matter, and he does not even tell the clerk in his own store.
After a while, the boss who came back to his senses rushed forward and wanted to hug Jian Yu's legs.
But Jian Yu avoided it in disgust.
The boss cried and said: "My lord, my lord, I misunderstood. Although it is indeed wrong for me to peek behind the dressing room, I actually can't see anything."
Just like what Bai Yue said, people who try on clothes only try on outerwear, and really can't see anything.
But Jian Yu kicked the boss down and said angrily: "What else do you want to see?"
The boss felt aggrieved: "I didn't want to read anything, and it's not like I have any dirty ideas. I just like painting, but I have no inspiration..."
The more the boss talked, the darker Jian Yu's face turned.
If you have no inspiration for drawing, you can hide in the dressing room and watch the female guests change clothes. What is the reason and logic of this? How dare you say it out, for fear of being beaten to death by others?
The boss actually cried while talking: "I admire those paintings myself and never take them out. And I don't draw faces either. I draw faces randomly, not after anyone else."
It seemed quite aggrieved, as if Jian Yu had wrongly blamed him.
Jian Yu turned around and said to the waiter: "Report to the official."
The clerk was frightened. He actually felt that this matter needed to be reported to the official, but this was his boss, the one who provided him with food and clothing, and paid him wages. If the reporter was arrested, what should he do?
Jian Yu didn't force the waiter, so he walked to the window and looked down.
Sure enough, I saw Qiu Wanwan and Lin Yi standing outside.
They were the last ones to come out. They did not see the unprecedented battle in what is now called Fugui Restaurant, nor did they see Bai Yue and Jian Yu flee. Now they were standing at the door of the restaurant, staring at the scene inside that looked like a storm passing through.
The restaurant was fine yesterday, but it was only half a morning. What happened?
Jian Yu and Liang Meng came out early. Do they know what happened?
Qiu Wanwan asked Lin Yi: "What should we do now?"
Lin Yi didn't know what to do for a while. Before she could speak, she suddenly heard Jian Yu's voice: "Lin Yi."
At the young master's voice, Lin Yi quickly raised her head and looked towards the place where the voice came from.
Jian Yu stood on the second floor of the shop next door.
Jian Yu said: "Go and find Mr. Chen Fangnan."
It is better to leave matters concerning the Twelve Clans to the people of the Twelve Clans.
Lin Yi responded and left.
The boss didn't know who Chen Fangnan was, but listening to Jian Yu's attitude when talking to people and looking at his clothes, he felt vaguely uneasy, as if he was not an ordinary person.
"Master, Master." The boss begged for mercy: "Don't report to the official, I promise you will never dare to do it again... I don't want a penny for the clothes you picked out today, I will give them to you. You can see in the shop
, take whatever you like."
Jian Yu sneered and looked at him with a half-smile.
Am I the one who needs this little money?
The boss's heart was pounding, and his face was filled with tears and runny nose.
Judging from the way Jian Yu dressed when he entered the house and how generous he was when buying things, he really didn't lack money.
Bai Yue didn't know when he got into his dark studio. Not only did he see many paintings hanging on the wall, but there were also some books piled on the table.
Picked it up and took a look, yo, it's a bit interesting.
Bai Yue flipped through a few pages and said as he walked out, "Let's see what good stuff I found."
What other good things could there be here? Jian Yu immediately thought of the paintings she had painted. He felt that it was hard to find a confidant. He felt that the boss was a good painter and wanted to compare notes.
Bai Yue handed the booklet in his hand to Jian Yu. There were no pictures on the booklet, but only words.
Bai Yue looked at the boss: "Did you write this?"
The boss wiped his tears with his sleeve and nodded.
Jian Yu also took a look and saw what was written on the booklet. At midnight, a white shadow flashed across the window, and suddenly the candlelight in the room went out...
What the hell, this boss not only paints but also writes scripts?
"I, that's all I have hobbies." The boss pointed at the storybook: "Drawing and writing storybooks, I really don't have any bad intentions..."
Since he planned to hand over his boss to Chen Fangnan, Jian Yu no longer planned to interrogate him himself. He would leave the question of whether he had bad intentions to Chen Fangnan.
However, after flipping through those story books, Jian Yu had a doubt in his heart: "Is this a ghost story you wrote?"
The boss nodded wilfully.
Bai Yue suddenly had an idea: "You bought this cloth shop and the restaurant next door, right?"
At that time, the owner of the cloth shop, the Lu family, died, and the owner of the restaurant, the Lin family, and his wife were beheaded. Both shops were bought by one person at a very low price. Everyone said at the time that a shop owned by dead people was not afraid of being haunted. Now it seems,
Not only is this boss not afraid of ghosts, he is also quite interested in them.
"Yeah." The boss responded: "I don't have any other ideas. I just thought that someone died in the shop and maybe it is haunted. It would be a good time to write a story."
Jian Yu now believes that this boss may not be really bad, but he just has a bad mind.
It took some time for Lin Yi to go to Chen Fangnan. Bai Yue was flipping through the storybook with interest. Jian Yu sat on the chair and said, "Just in time, I have nothing to do. I want to ask you something. If you can answer it well, I will wait for you.
Someone from the government is here, maybe I can say a few good words to you."
The boss just wanted to cry. Jian Yu was idle, but he was about to be in trouble.
But there is nothing I can do now, so I can only nod my head, hoping that if the cooperation goes well, the young master's handsome appearance should not be a lie.
Jian Yu said: "Are you a local?"
The boss nodded.
"How much do you know about what happened in these two shops?"
The boss didn't expect Jian Yu to ask this, so he didn't dare to hide it. He thought about it carefully and told everything he knew.
But it's pretty much the same as in the dossier, nothing new.
Bai Yue suddenly said: "Then do you think the Lin family couple are the murderers?"
The boss was asked.
"Don't worry, you are like this anyway." Bai Yue said heartily: "If you are satisfied with what you say, there is still hope. If you say the same as others, then you are definitely doomed."
The boss was crying again.
At the critical moment of life and death, the boss bursts out with absolute potential.
"I think the couple really don't look like murderers." The boss said cautiously: "After they were arrested and put in the cell, because they wanted to buy a house, I met them once and said something to them."