The Story of a Plane Merchant Selling a House

I thought I would not be able to sleep in a strange place, but when Tang Yu woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning.

Chen Na had gone to work a long time ago. There was a note left on the table, porridge in the pot, two egg pancakes and some side dishes.

Tang Yu knocked his head. He hadn't slept on land for a long time. He had no concept of time in the sea. He started his day when he woke up. But he ended up sleeping at this time in someone else's house.

Tang Yu's face turned a little red.

He heated up the porridge, took out a few dishes from his inventory, and ate them all with the porridge and egg pancakes. He then took out the cleaning device and scanned the pile of empty plates to clean them.

The dishes that Tutu has recently sent over are all on these white porcelain plates. Tang Yu has already collected hundreds of them. He has no place to put them, but he can't bear to throw them away.

Tang Yu took out all the plates, stacked them up, cleaned them, and put them in the kitchen.

There is only one set of dishes and chopsticks in Chen Na’s cupboard, and it can be seen that she lives a very frugal life.

The note on the table said Chen Na would come back at noon to cook for her.

Tang Yu was embarrassed to let a pregnant woman cook for her, and she was going to go to "Gui" to check immediately.

She put a few plates of meat and vegetables in the small refrigerator and left a note telling Chen Na that she would not be back for lunch.

The contact address of "Gui" that Chen Na left last night is right on the street where the hotel is.

Tang Yu changed his clothes and observed the surrounding area.

This place looks very ordinary. Turning on the system perspective, Tang Yu can see that many stall owners here always pay attention to the people passing by, even when they seem to be careless.

Tang Yu quickly walked away from the street without looking around, and observed these people from another block with a system perspective.

One of the stall owners was staring at passers-by and was about to go to the public toilet. Tang Yu took the opportunity to pass by him in the alley and put a truth talisman on him.

"Who are you and why are you always observing passers-by?"

"We are all spies from the patrol team, looking for the transporter who will come back to make the connection."

"Where is Gui? How do you know this is Gui's base?"

"An infected person who has been cured has told me that the small hotel with a red sign across the street is the base of Gui."

The infected who have been cured? Can they be cured? This is obviously not a disease, but a regression of blood. How can it be cured?

Tang Yu was puzzled.

Tang Yu saw through the system's perspective that the small hotel with a shabby red sign was sandwiched between the big hotels.

Isn't that the shabby little hotel where she stayed before she fell into the Endless Sea?

Through the open door, you can see the tall counter and the female boss whose face you can't see clearly, only her head.

There weren't many people in "Gui", and everything seemed normal, and they didn't seem to notice the seriousness of the situation.

Tang Yu continued to ask, "When did you know to "return" to the base, and how was the treatment carried out?"

"We only found out Gui's location last night. We don't know about his treatment. We only know that he went in for treatment for an hour, and when he came out, his scales were gone."

"Are there many informers? Where are the informers?" Tang Yu frowned.

"This is the only infected person who has been cured, so he was willing to tell us the news of his return. In the past, we tried very hard but still couldn't get the news of his return. The infected people are very united.

This is the first informant, he has dyed red hair and is now living undercover in the hotel."

Tang Yu became more and more concerned about this treatment. "Who treated him and what medicine was used?"

"I don't know what medicine it was, but the people sent by Time Technology Company treated him."

It was Time Technology Company again. Ever since she left society, from an observer's perspective, every aspect of society was inseparable from the participation of Time Technology Company.

This company definitely has some secrets.

Tang Yu took off the truth talisman and left the place in a hurry.

The man looked back, didn't find any clues, patted his arms and continued walking forward.

Tang Yu activated the illusion array, stepped on the skateboard and circled around to the back of the small hotel.

I entered the house through an open window of a room on the second floor.

I saw a red-haired man, with his hair all over his head, lying on the bed with his legs crossed, humming a song.

The way it shakes its head and tail, it looks like it is about to start waving its hands.

Tang Yu was furious. Wasn't the informer the plainclothes patrol mentioned the one with red hair?

But by chance, he met a red-haired guy right at the start, and Tang Yu slapped him right away.

Tang Yu was very strong and slapped him off the bed.

Red Hair was stunned. He covered his face and climbed up. He looked at the empty room and said, "Ghost! There is a ghost... Mom." He rolled his eyes and was about to faint.

Tang Yu picked him up and threw him into the corner.

I found the telephone in the room and pressed the service bell for the front desk.

When the female boss came up, she saw Red Hair hiding in a corner, shivering and muttering, "Mom, mom, there's a ghost, there's a ghost."

The female boss slapped him inexplicably and said, "What the hell is going on? Come down to work and wash the lunch dishes.

And why did you press the service bell to let me come up? I thought you had a fever again.

The reminder bell keeps ringing, you know, it hurts my ears."

Tang Yu frowned. This red-haired guy seemed to be very close to the boss.

Oh, if she knew about Red Hair's betrayal, how sad she would be.

Tang Yu lowered his voice, "Gui has been exposed, the red-haired man told the secret, retreat quickly."

The female boss was startled when she heard the sudden voice in the room, "A person with special abilities?"

When I realized what was happening, I wanted to go to the window and look out.

Tang Yu stopped him, "Don't look outside. There are at least 20 plainclothes patrolmen outside, watching you."

The female boss gave up opening the window.

He grabbed the red-haired man and walked out, looking around and calling Tang Yu, "Thank you, benefactor, you should leave as well."

Tang Yu frowned as she grabbed Red Hair, "Why did you take him with you? I found out that Red Hair was cured last night. He was the informer."

The female boss calmly pulled the thin dog down, with red hair on its head.

"He's my son, and the red hair is fake."

Tang Yu looked at the wig being taken off, revealing a complete face, and the boy of about 18 or 19 with tears in his eyes.

"That doesn't mean he..."

When the boss lifted the boy's clothes, he saw a large piece of scales on his back.

"He didn't go out yesterday, and his infection level is already high. It can't be him."

The boss threw the boy aside, and the boy went to pick up the red wig with grievance.

"Besides my son and I, there were three other people staying in the hotel, including a red-haired man."

There's another red-haired guy? Tang Yu was a little embarrassed. He hit the wrong person.

The boss didn't care about the reaction of the invisible person, and stood still for a while.

Then he took a deep breath and turned around to knock on the door next to him.

"Xiao Zhao, new goods have arrived. I'll send them to you."

Someone whispered through the door, "How many grams?"

The boss also lowered his voice and said, "Twenty grams, gold beads, easy to carry."

The person inside opened the door and turned out to be a thin, pale man with red hair. "I want both. I'll give you the order this afternoon. Is that ok?"

The lady boss smiled in an ambiguous way.

"Well, don't count, you can use something else."

Red Hair was puzzled. "Didn't they say that Gui's economy is not doing well recently and they won't accept barter this month?"

The proprietress grabbed his hand on the door handle, her smile gradually becoming more dangerous.

"I don't accept bartering, but I never said I don't accept bartering my life."