Back at the old Muhd's residence, the two originally planned to confirm the contents of the memory card, but unfortunately, the password was required to open the memory card, so they had to give up for the time being.

"What's next?"

Sitting on the sand in the living room, Dongfang suddenly turned his head to look at Wang Lang and asked.

"You're going to stay, and you're going to ask me what I'm going to do?"

Wang Lang looked at Dongfang a little speechless and asked.

The relationship between the two is still the same sentence, it belongs to the relationship of teacher and friend, Dongfang once taught Wang Lang, and he can be regarded as half of his teacher, but in fact, the two are more like friends.

Therefore, when speaking, naturally there is no need to always hide politely.

"How about we go to the food festival?"

Dongfang suddenly rolled his eyes, and then couldn't help but suggest.

"Huh." Wang Lang sneered with a dark face, and then said directly: "I didn't stay to accompany you to any food festival, unless, the sun comes out of the west." ”

"Why? There's nothing else to do now, and there's no clue, don't you feel lonely, empty, and cold guarding this room like this? You have to combine work and rest. ”

Dongfang looked at Wang Lang very unwillingly, and then encouraged.

But Wang Lang was still unmoved, just sat there and meditated with his eyes closed, obviously not putting his mind on this side.

"Really don't give any face?"

Seeing that Wang Lang didn't pay attention to her at all, Dongfang couldn't help but ask with an unhappy face.

It's just that Wang Lang still didn't speak, but got up directly and walked into the open kitchen, and when he came back, he had an extra cucumber in his hand.

Then, he threw it to the East.

Looking at the cucumber with thorns on the top flower in his hand, Dongfang was stupid!

You--!

"Good! If you don't promise me, I'll go on a hunger strike to death. ”

Holding the cucumber in his hand, Dongfang took a bite with an angry face, and then shouted with a black face.

Hearing her say this, Wang Lang couldn't help but look at her a little speechlessly, so resolute? You know, for a foodie, choosing to die on a hunger strike, how tragic it is!

"If you have the ability, you will never do it."

After a pause of about a few seconds, Wang Lang simply lay down on the sand, and then covered himself with a blanket, looking like he was going to rest.

Seeing this, Dongfang tried to take a few deep breaths, which gradually calmed him down, and then sat cross-legged on the other side of the sand, looking like he was going to toss with Wang Lang to the end.

Not to mention, what Wang Lang didn't expect was that Dongfang actually came to the real thing this time!

It seems that her paranoia about the word food is really not just talking.

For two whole days, the grain of rice was not entered, and the water did not stick!

Until noon that day, Wang Lang, who still didn't plan to deal with her, suddenly received a phone call.

The call was from Zheng Hun, so he put down his job and then picked it up.

"There is a follow-up to what happened last time, and it is said that the local police received a report that someone was going to trade in another location."

As soon as the phone was connected, Zheng Hun said straight to the point.

Although he didn't know if it was useful to Wang Lang, since Wang Lang asked him to help pay attention to it last time, he also paid attention to this matter by the way.

Therefore, Zheng Hun, who had just received the news, immediately called Wang Lang without thinking.

"Where is the location? Will the police also pass? ”

Wang Lang, who put down the dishes and chopsticks, immediately asked when he heard the words.

"Two days later, at the food festival, the police won't go because they think it's another prank."

Zheng Hun thought about it for a while, and then told the news he had gotten.

"Okay, understood, thank you Team Zheng."

Wang Lang said, and hung up the phone directly.

After that, he turned his head to look at the east, which was already out of breath and less in the sand, and said, "The sun is really going to rise in the west." ”

"What do you mean?"

Dongfang glanced at Wang Lang weakly and asked.

"Two days later, we went to the food festival and those people showed up again."

Wang Lang looked at Dongfang a little helplessly, and then said directly.

When Dongfang heard this, the whole person couldn't help but immediately become depressed: "Then what am I doing these two days for?" ”

"Eat enough."

Wang Lang looked at Dongfang angrily and funny, and said.

……

Another two days passed quickly, and seeing that the time for the food festival had arrived, Wang Lang immediately found Banna again, and after getting the two admission tickets, he drove towards the beach with Dongfang.

"Remember, the main purpose of our visit this time is not to participate in some food festival."

This is the nth time Wang Lang has explained today.

There's no way, Dongfang is really too unreliable, he doesn't want the clue in his hand to be interrupted again, in that case, God knows that he will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to have such a good opportunity.

Well, some people may say that now that the information used for trading is in Wang Lang's hands, he feels that he can't continue to trade.

But if you think about it carefully, the data can be copied twice or three times, or even n times, at any time, and if you lose one copy, you can just get another copy again, so it is naturally redundant to dwell on this.

What's more, Wang Lang's data itself comes with a password, who would have nothing to eat and support to decipher a memory card from an unknown source?

Unlike Huaxia, where many events do not deliberately limit the number of people, the more the better.

But in Shaman, although on the surface it is also about equality, it still has a more or less hierarchical shadow.

As a result, the wealthy people here generally don't like to participate in gatherings with some commoners, perhaps because they feel that they are superior.

Handing over the admission ticket to the hostess, the two walked directly into the iron fence.

After that, they changed into swimsuits in the locker room and went to the beach together.

But not to mention, although there are not many people here, there are thousands of people on the wide beach of more than 20,000 square meters.

All kinds of buffet food are placed in an orderly manner, people come and go, shuttle in the meantime, or swim directly into the sea for two laps, which is also a kind of enjoyment.

As for the season, although it is winter, it is dry all year round and relatively close to the equator, so even this season does not show coolness, but is just right.

And in the summer, most of the people who come here are not locals, and they are usually foreigners who don't know the truth.

"Is there anything present?"

Holding Dongfang around on the beach, Wang Lang immediately asked in a low voice in Dongfang's ear.

When Dongfang heard this, he couldn't help but straighten his expression, and then said very seriously: "Yes." ”

"What?"

When Wang Lang heard this, he immediately asked.

"The truffle cake I've got here is really good."

“……”