The two of them sat in the restaurant and looked at each other in silence.
It was obviously lunch time, but there were not many people in the shop. Although it is indeed because they felt that the few restaurants they found before were too crowded. The two of them didn't speak the whole time, but they just made a tacit understanding not to choose a place that was too noisy. Before they knew it, they reached a deep alley. Except for the residents living nearby, it is probably difficult for anyone to discover that there is a soup dumpling shop here.
The signboard is very old, the walls of the store are covered in smoke and dust over the years, and the tattered wooden tables and chairs are all covered in starch. It was still cold, but compared to what I had just experienced, it was not as unbearable. It wasn't until two soup dumplings and two bowls of porridge were served that the statue-like two slowly moved their chopsticks.
Mo Weiming picked up the chopsticks, but he really had no appetite, so he put them down again. Oh Hye seems to be the same way. She steadily picked out a soup dumpling from the basket, and slowly poked the top of it open, not intending to eat it, but just placing it on the edge of the plate. After witnessing her harming three soup dumplings, Mo Weiming finally let out a sigh.
"Alas. What did that magician say about your dream?"
"Ah... nothing special."
She carefully picked up the bun and released it when it was a short distance away from the plate, watching it fall down with a "clack". The soup inside is always just right without splashing out, repeated several times.
"Don't play with the food."
"Why? It's not that I don't want to eat." She paused, "I just don't want to eat now."
"You...sigh."
"In short, he felt that the scattered golden light in my dream was very similar to the appearance of a clam bracelet being torn off. He said that my physique may belong to the type that will be affected by certain effects. So it is very possible , the crime scene was reconstructed in the dream. Although this statement cannot be used as evidence to the police, we don’t have to tell them anyway. And it is more likely to be just a coincidence."
"Did you say anything about your...your eyes?"
"Hey, I forgot to mention this..."
"No, don't say this." Mo Weiming pinched the bridge of his nose, "No need to say it."
"In the end, it's not up to you..."
"Why are you relying on me again?"
"If it's not - forget it. I'm afraid you might say something heartless to me."
As long as you know. Mo Weiming didn't say anything, he just put a bun on his plate. Hospitals have always been more willing to do less than do more. They will not allow doctors to "treat" patients privately, let alone such unfair methods and organs from improper sources. If a big mistake is made, the patient's family may be turned upside down. However, he was also careful. When he saw the residence permit in her bag, he determined that she was not a local, so the probability that her parents were local must be very small.
And he didn't expect that he would be exposed so soon... although he was mentally prepared.
The soup dumplings in this shop are mediocre and the dough is a bit gritty. But when the broth flows into your mouth, your appetite is easily aroused. After eating four buns in a row, he remembered to take out his pocket watch and check the time for the second time.
"What time is your performance?"
Wu Hui is making porridge. She quickly put down the bowl and glanced at her watch.
"Twenty past one."
"Hmm...that's right."
"Maybe it's just that the watch in the store is inaccurate. It's obvious that the hands rotate at different speeds."
"Probably, I hope so. It's really hard for me to believe that we only stayed in there for such a short time. Although I admit that I don't like the atmosphere inside, it still took a lot of time to detail the content of the conversation."
"Maybe those mysterious and mysterious things are real." Wu Hui stirred the steaming porridge with chopsticks and said slowly, "Maybe a medical student like you doesn't believe this. I also read various books when I was a child. Later, I preferred books with strong literary nature. Although I didn’t believe those myths and legends as true, I found them somewhat interesting. The bewitching giant python that lives in the underground palace under the swamp; the divine dragon or divine bird that guards the major cities; The mountain village that makes musical instruments out of human bones; the Liudao Impermanence that travels the rivers and lakes to mediate disputes... Some of the claims may not be groundless, but there may be something that can be verified."
Mo Weiming suddenly stopped using his chopsticks and looked at her very seriously.
"No. Maybe you won't believe it, but I think so too. I have said before that if something incredible happens in front of me and convinces me, then I have no reason not to believe it. As long as I can provide Credible evidence, no matter how fanciful the legend is, I will defend it. Maybe there were many things in ancient times that were exaggerated, misrepresented, and distorted due to the long period of time passed down by word of mouth. But there is one statement Even if it is a rumor, it must have its origin. As long as the logic is reasonable, why wouldn't I believe it?"
Probably because he felt that Mo Weiming's statement was slightly different from his usual image, Wu Hui looked at him with a somewhat unbelievable look. But she quickly buried her head again and continued to chew the remaining half bowl of porridge.
"Those beads...if they are really magic weapons, I'm afraid they really have something to do with the police department. They never mentioned the jewelry from the beginning to the end, and just concluded the case hastily with the excuse of a conflict of interests, which is somewhat suspicious. They may have kept the apartment sealed. It was too blatant to wait until all the beads were found - then there may be other forces in Yaozhou. Combined with your dream... Assuming that the interpretation of the dream is true, excluding you, there are more than two clams. That’s why the people in the police department are not sure about the number of beads in their hands, and they may even get nothing...Hey.”
The chopsticks stretched towards another basket froze in mid-air, and then were quickly taken back.
"I wonder if you don't want to eat..."
"Are you even listening?"
"Yes, yes. You were talking about the Tridacna. Well, actually I have a question. I don't know whether I should ask it."
"If you insist on saying it, I can't shut you up."
"When it comes to those magic weapons, you seem to know it very well?"
Wu Hui tilted her head to look at him, and he had no intention of hiding it. He looked around the store and saw that there were only two scattered tables of customers, all of whom were chatting. Furthermore, considering that this was not a taboo topic, he said:
"It's not that I know much about it. It's just that, like you, I heard a lot of stories about this when I was a child. I may even have read it..."
"Have you seen it? Is it true or false? Tell me quickly."
"Many years have passed. It seems that at that time, I had just been taken to my father's research institute. He showed me an amber. It seemed that a friend lent the collection to him temporarily. He never saw it again. He probably returned it. I had some impression because the amber was as big as a fist and a piece was missing. It was smooth but irregular as a whole, only one side was shaved flat and smooth. The most important thing is that the amber is blue. I I have never seen such pure blue again. It was only after that that my father told me about the magic weapon in its entirety. Before that, I had only heard fragmentary stories that were not systematic."
"Blue amber? How is it possible? Even if there are blue ambers, it is only the action of sunlight that makes them blue. The amber itself is almost always golden brown. Isn't it also said that Qibao has lapis lazuli? Maybe it just represents blue. Golden gem."
"No. It's a very pure blue, so blue that I doubt I'll see it again if I throw it into the sea. I've never seen the creature wrapped in the center, and it's hard to identify it. It's something fluorescent and of indefinite shape. It's nothing like any insect."
"...Is that really amber? Forget it. It might be a magical weapon, but it's just very different."
"So my father - maybe he knows Mr. Tianquan. But he has never introduced him to me, and there is no way to verify this. What I want to say is that I can believe it. I even remember... how it made a belly full The healing of the open wound of the cat was simply a miracle bathed in blue light. I was too young at that time, and even now I occasionally suspect that I took the fantasy seriously."
"cat……"
"A gift from a neighbor before we moved. It was a little country cat. I have forgotten the color of its coat. But I remember its eyes were blue. It was in good health, and it didn't feel sick when I traveled long distances. But we later moved in The place is always full of dangers at night. It ran away for fun and was attacked by wild beasts... I ran out before dawn, and the adults chased me. Fortunately, they caught up and helped us drive away those medium-sized beasts. . At that time, its internal organs were torn out, blood was spitting out from the corners of its mouth, its eyes were wide open, it looked at me, and it twitched in my hands - for the first time, I felt the weight of life. I won’t say it anymore, I saved it anyway. "
If his memory did not exaggerate the actual situation, it would be nothing short of a miracle to be able to save him from such an injury.
After eating, they paid the bill and left. I really want to pretend that nothing happened, but I'm afraid that's not possible. From the moment I rented this house, I was destined that the rest of my life would not be peaceful. Anyway, let’s go back to the main road and call a rickshaw to go home.
Walking in the alley, they smelled a vague sour smell, and they slowly realized a problem.
Garbage is piled haphazardly on the street without anyone taking care of it; the dilapidated walls are covered with graffiti that expresses emotions, which is meaningless. Two children came towards me and kicked away half a brick blocking the road. They were very thin and ragged. Only then did the two realize that they had walked for too long without knowing it and had reached the slums of the city.
His eyes easily passed by the low and dilapidated houses, and he could easily see the tall and prosperous buildings on the seaside. Invisible walls ruthlessly divide the two worlds. So fragmented.
When passing by the children, a girl bumped into Mo Weiming without any measure and without apology. He could only pat his clothes to show his dissatisfaction, but the child couldn't see it either. The two of them didn't care about anything, they just felt helpless. But not long after, when they turned into the alley, another running man knocked Wu Hui to the ground. This strength cannot be compared with that child.
Mo Weiming pulled her up and was about to call out the rude boy when he heard rapid footsteps coming from the alley. The two immediately stood close to the wall, and several young people chased after them one after another. Although it was not difficult for the two of them, it was enough to make them frightened. What was even more frightening was that a gunshot and a scream soon came from deep in the alley.
It is wise not to cause trouble, and a mute must suffer what he deserves... It is not advisable to stay in a lawless place for a long time.
