When Liu Lang arrived at the wreath shop, it was already noon.

Looking at the bottle of red wine with long hair on the label in his hand, Liu Lang shook his head, tore the label on it clean, and then wiped the bottle with his sleeve, touched his nose, and strode into the wreath shop.

Liu Lang has a habit when he was a child, when he wants to lie, he habitually touches his nose, and now he is twenty-three years old, and this problem has not changed.

The old man was eating instant noodles and watching TV very comfortably with a little wine.

That TV can also be called an antique, with a fourteen-inch black and white screen, two antennas supported by a broken bowl, and the TV is full of snowflakes.

"Uncle Hua, it's time to eat."

Liu Lang walked into the wreath shop, put his hands behind his back, hid the red wine behind him, and smiled flatteringly.

The old man didn't even raise his head, he agreed twice, sizzled a sip of wine, and his eyes didn't even move, staring at the TV.

The news was on TV, and it was another homicide.

Liu Lang was bored, but today he had to force a smile and inadvertently glanced at the TV.

Although there are snowflakes on TV, the content can also be seen to be similar to the news I watched in Uncle Ma's noodle restaurant before.

The same homicide, moreover, all the dead were men, and their faces looked like they had been scratched by cats, and their flesh and blood were blurred.

The reporter looked in a trance: "This is already the tenth case, there are no fatal injuries on the deceased, the death is extremely strange, and all the well-known forensic doctors in Yanjing have appeared ......"

Liu Lang didn't have the heart to watch this kind of news at this time, dead people are an extremely normal thing, what's the fuss.

"Hehe, Uncle Hua, this news was let go yesterday, the community where the accident happened is in an old community in the west of the city, and I have eaten noodles over there."

In order to talk to the old man Hua, Liu Lang had to find some topics.

Sure enough, Old Man Hua seemed to be more interested in the dead, slowly raised his head, and glanced at Liu Lang: "Look at it, isn't that community on TV the Yunshui community next to it?" ”

Liu Lang was stunned for a moment, and after a closer look, the community where the incident occurred on TV turned out to be the Yunshui community where he lived.

The gate of Yunshui Community is full of security guards with molars, and Liu Lang is quite familiar with them.

I saw the security guard on TV not worrying at all at all at the camera, spitting and saying colorfully: "This body was found when I was on patrol this morning, and I thought he was sleeping after drinking too much, but when I looked at it, my mother didn't scare me to death." ”

The security guard pointed to the grass on the side and said, "This is it, he is lying in the grass, oh my God, it's terrible......"

Liu Lang's heart moved faintly, and he had an ominous premonition, and his heart was like a mess, and he couldn't say it.

"Ahem, Uncle Hua, are you busy today?"

"Liu Lang, just say what's wrong, what's weird today."

Old man Hua said angrily, glanced at Liu Lang, and after smothering the last sip of wine, he also poured the soup in the noodles.

Liu Lang was a little embarrassed, he used to work for the old man, and he earned all the hard money, and he never opened his mouth. But this time I have to borrow money, and I am really a little embarrassed.

Liu Lang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and had to take out the red wine: "Uncle Hua, my buddy got a bottle of old wine, it's still red, I looked at this thing well, and I grabbed it, no, I respect you." ”

As he spoke, Liu Lang handed over the red wine.

When the old man saw it, his little eyes immediately widened a lot, and he snatched the red wine over, tilted his head and looked at it: "Well, there is not even a label, is there a name?" ”

"Yes, yes, of course, my buddy said, this red wine was drunk when foreigners burned the Old Summer Palace, and it was buried in the cellar for so many years, but it tasted enough, it seems, it seems to be called Ama Donglun red wine."

Liu Lang used his ability to run the train with his mouth full.

Although the old man is good at drinking, he doesn't understand wine at all, basically when others say it's good, he thinks it's good, and others say it's bad, even if it's good, he doesn't drink it.

Sure enough, when the old man heard Liu Lang's words, he immediately smiled and said, "Really? Why is this so good today? Isn't there a shortage of money to spend again? ”

As he spoke, the old man took out a few crumpled bills from his pocket, threw them on the table, and said, "Take this point and use it first, it can be regarded as a commission for you from yesterday's incident." ”

"Oh, by the way, how's that?"

The old man's eyes suddenly showed blazing heat.

Liu Lang looked at the old man's ~ wolf-like eyes, so he had to nod again and again, and prevaricated: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

But I muttered in my heart, what a fart, and I made a commotion.

Liu Lang picked up the money from the table, hesitated for a moment, and then sent it to the old man Hua, and said, "Well, actually, actually, Uncle Hua, can I borrow some money?" ”

"What? Borrow money? ”

Old man Hua's voice immediately rose an octave, and Liu Lang was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand: "No, Uncle Hua, just borrow tens of thousands, and I, one of my buddies is seriously injured......"

"No, no, tens of thousands, Liu Lang, I have no money, no money."

The old man shook his head again and again, carried red wine and walked to the backyard.

Liu Lang suddenly became anxious, grabbed the old man's clothes, and shouted: "Hey, Uncle Hua, look, you also accepted this wine, can you?" ”

"What can it be, it can't! No money! Not a single point! ”

The old man didn't look back, he broke away from Liu Lang's hand and slipped away.

Liu Lang was so angry, he kept scolding this old man in his heart, but he had no choice but to put the crumpled two hundred yuan into his pocket.

Hey, it seems that we have to settle the matter tonight, and we can only let that damn He Shang pay for it.

Today's business in the store is light, and Liu Lang has no intention of staying here, so he didn't even say hello, and turned around and walked out of the wreath shop.

After going back, Liu Lang plunged into his small rental house, and the first thing that caught his eye was the tablet of the female ghost.

Looking at the tablet of the female ghost Han Xiaoqi, Liu Lang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"By the way, why am I stupid, I have a ready-made thug, and it is not a matter of being able to catch that kid He Shang?"

Liu Lang slapped his head and almost screamed happily.

Liu Lang hurriedly walked to the front of the offering table, lit incense, and chanted: "Han Beauty, Han Beauty, are you there?" Say something here? ”

The incense floated straight upwards without a trace of fluctuation.

Liu Lang saw it in his eyes, and muttered unconsciously, and thought in his heart: Could it be that this girl went out to play by herself?

Turning around, Liu Lang just wanted to lie back on the bed, but suddenly saw a person lying on the bed, and suddenly screamed in fright: "Oh mom, ...... ghost"

The female ghost Han Xiaoqi leaned back and forth with a smile, pointed at Liu Lang and giggled and said, "Liu Lang, of course I'm a ghost, giggles, why are you so daring?" ”

"Oh, I said aunt, don't you always appear suddenly and disappear suddenly, okay, so my little heart can't stand it."

Liu Lang patted his chest, climbed onto the bed, and approached Han Xiaoqi with a unique Liu smile.

"Han Beauty, please do something?"