I pretended not to know anything and sighed along with him: "It's not easy to be a child."
"Ah." He was startled and said, "It's my uncle."
I nodded to myself, that was right.
Just in time, I took advantage of this opportunity and asked, "With this kind of notice posted, can I find it in the Year of the Monkey and the Horse in the Month?"
"Why."
He sighed softly and carefully laid out the notice with both hands: "It should be soon. I heard that he got together with Monan's magic stick a while ago."
"Here, look." He pointed to my photo: "This is it."
"It is said that this magic stick is quite famous. I have also found its approximate location."
He was talking to himself, not paying attention to the expression on my face.
At this time, he had turned back and stretched out his hand in front of me: "Thank you, brother, give it back to me."
I was slightly startled and handed the paste bucket in my hand to him.
Just when our hands were about to hand over, he tilted his head slightly and narrowed his eyes.
"Why do you look familiar to me?"
I quickly withdrew my hand and said with a fake smile, "Really? We don't know each other, right?"
At this moment, he had turned to look at the notice on the telephone pole.
The moment he turned his head, I knew it was over.
I ran to the car immediately, opened the door and jumped in.
Thanks to my foresight, I just stopped the car and didn't turn off the engine.
The moment I released the handbrake, I almost slammed the accelerator to the bottom, and the car sped out with a sharp roar.
I closed my lips tightly, fearing that my heart would jump out of my throat.
I had been running around a lot in the past, but this was the first time that I panicked because of a guilty conscience.
The car drove out for a while, and I couldn't bear it any longer, so I stepped on the brakes.
As the car body shook slightly, I leaned on the steering wheel and gasped for air.
Huang Bengui did not lie to me, but he did not finish what he said, let alone say that someone would come looking for him.
If I had known that this was the situation today, I would have asked him to leave a note.
But there are no assumptions in the world, and it is meaningless to think about them.
The deserted streets gradually calmed me down.
The old saying is true, every gain must come with a loss.
The name "Little God" gained me many fans, but when something happened, this name also became a clue to find me.
Moreover, according to Huang Bengui’s nephew, he already knows about my existence, and the next step must be to go to the teahouse.
Uncle Ya has not yet recovered, Ji Canghai is still in a coma, and the only person who can handle the situation is Xiaobai.
Obviously, it was difficult for Xiaobai's immature shoulders to carry this mess.
If I walked away like this, I would be pushing them into the sea of fire.
Huang Bengui's matter must be resolved with me and cannot affect the teahouse.
After thinking about it, a very radical and risky method came into my mind.
It was less than 24 hours since Huang Bengui's death. The body may be somewhat decomposed, but an autopsy can definitely be done.
As long as it can be proven that Huang Bengui died of an illness, everything will be solved.
Perhaps this is the only way to turn the situation around at the moment.
Thinking of this, I turned the steering wheel sharply, turned around, and ran along the original road.
When I arrived in front of the store, there was no one there.
I just felt a dryness in my throat, and it made me feel flustered.
I just thought of a countermeasure and the road was blocked for me?
God, don't play with me like this!
I rushed into the store and the boss just pointed me in a general direction.
I chased him along the road for a long time until the red light on the gas tank flashed, but there was no sign of this man at all.
I looked at the fuel gauge and didn't dare to chase anymore. I turned around and ran to the gas station nearby.
The car was parked and I felt in my pocket. I still had less than 200 yuan.
I hesitated for a moment and lowered the window: "It's an extra 50 yuan."
The gas man looked at me, then at the car, and curled his lips: "It's such a good car, just fifty yuan extra."
By the time I arrived at the factory, it was already late at night.
There were no lights in the building, so I walked up to the third floor in the dark. The night wind roared through the hall, making Huang Bengui's body rattle.
I know that I need to get enough rest now, otherwise I will collapse.
There was no shelter from the wind in the building, so I could only apologize silently to Huang Bengui's body.
In this way, I used the corpse as a quilt and spent the first night in the abandoned building.
Although the smell is quite strong, it can block the wind after all.
It was almost dawn before I fell asleep. After sleeping for a while, I was woken up again by the corpse on my body.
