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Zhou Chang has always acted faster than he thought.

The next second she started sobbing softly.

The accountant Wu was right beside him, so he noticed it immediately: "Ah Dai, what's wrong with you?"

"A'Dai" is the nickname of the stuttering guy. Since he was born with a stutter, people around him thought he was stupid when he was a child, so they gave him this nickname.

Zhou Chang sobbed, "I, I, I miss my parents."

When she said this, many people around her immediately felt the same way.

They have all been away from home for several months. When the ship docked yesterday, they thought they could finally go home and see their families, but who would have thought that they would be detained here for no reason.

"Oh..." The accountant sighed and thought of his family.

Zhou Chang continued to cry: "I, I, I'm scared. I'm scared, scared, scared that I won't be able to go home."

"Oh, don't be afraid. I believe in the boss. This matter must be an injustice. Once the boss explains the matter clearly, we ants will be released." The accountant also sighed helplessly.

"I'm so scared." Zhou Chang was still miserable, his voice trembling.

Many young men of the same age as the stuttering fellow could no longer hold back their anger and began to sob as well.

The depressed atmosphere that had just been calmed down with great difficulty spread again.

Accountant Wu patted Zhou Chang on the shoulder, but raised his voice to everyone in the room: "Any reasonable person will understand this matter. Our boss is the famous Long Yuyuan family of Danlu City. They have been legitimate businessmen for generations. Although their business is spread all over the southwest and the imperial capital, they have never had anything to do with the northern coast. The Mirage Kingdom is a bandit. They have always robbed things from Dalin, and we can't do business with them. Why would any businessman provoke them? The boss is innocent, and we will not be implicated."

Although everyone understands the truth, they still feel worried.

Zhou Chang cried even louder, hugged the dry old hand of the accountant Wu, and looked at the Bodhi bracelet: "I, I don't believe it. My mother said that if, if, anything happens, just ask for Buddha's blessing."

"Yes, I was just praying to Buddha for protection, so you don't have to worry." Accountant Wu tried to pull back his arm, but failed.

Zhou Chang finally finished laying the groundwork and went straight to the point: "Sir, this rosary should belong to the Buddha. Sell it to me. Take it, take it, hold it in your hand so that the Buddha can bless you."

The stuttering guy's articulation really affected her performance, and the frightened and pitiful look on her face was greatly reduced.

"Hmm?" Accountant Wu paused, obviously not expecting the other party to make such a request.

"Sir, sir, can, can, can..." Zhou Chang said as he directly reached out to pull it.

Accountant Wu dodged calmly, with a serious face: "If you like it on weekdays, I have ingredients at home to make a bunch for you. As for you don't believe in Buddhism on weekdays, it's useless to try it at the last minute."

"Ah..., I'm scared, scared, scared. I won't be able to go back alive..." Zhou Chang knew that his reasons were far-fetched. While crying and wiping his tears, he thought about his next plan.

Accountant Wu's eardrums vibrated and he was confused. This was totally inconsistent with the "Dai" he had watched grow up.

A helmsman dressed in a way that sounded like a ghost howling and asked impatiently, "Isn't he a stutterer or crazy?"

"It seems that he is either a madman or a fool." The bear man laughed and found a reasonable explanation for the big loss he had just suffered.

Zhou Chang seemed to be inspired and rolled on the ground: "Ahhh... I want hands, hands, bracelets..."

"I say, old man, if this bracelet is not valuable, just give it to him as a way to appease the child."

"Yeah yeah."

"No need to worry."

"You're reluctant, right?"

Everyone started talking.

Accountant Wu began to feel embarrassed, but he was still reluctant to part with it: "This bracelet is not worth much money, but it took some time to grind it out bit by bit."

Zhou Chang was surprised that there was someone helping him. He wiped away his non-existent tears, took out a few taels of silver from his pocket, and handed them all to the accountant Wu: "I don't know if it's enough, enough, not enough, all, all..."

Accountant Wu immediately showed displeasure on his face and pushed the silver heavily into Zhou Chang's arms: "What's wrong with you, kid? It's hard to sail, and you've been away from home for several months. Keep this money and take it back for the family expenses."

Zhou Chang did not struggle. He turned over and sat on the ground, then put the silver back into his arms.

It’s not that she was reluctant to part with the money, it was never hers anyway.

However, from the stuttering clerk's memory, Zhou Chang knew that the boy came from a poor family and was an only child.

This time I'm going to be away for several months. Although there are no expenses for food and accommodation on the boat, there is still one less laborer at home, which means there is also a cost.

If she used the five taels of silver that the young man had worked hard to earn for several months to buy the Bodhi bracelet, leaving him to go home empty-handed, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

But with the help of the "public pressure" around her, she could not stop crying, "Wow..., mother, mother, mother, my child can't go back, back, back..."

"Could it be that he was really scared these past two days?" Accountant Wu covered his ears with one hand and scratched his head with the other.

Brother Wu, who was wearing a black leather belt, was also worried: "Even if he is a fool, we don't care if he cries like this, but what if he attracts the police? Since the gentleman said that the bracelet is not worth money, why not just treat it as coaxing a child."

The people around him also nodded.

Accountant Wu could only helplessly take off the Bodhi bracelet from his wrist: "Oh, forget it, forget it, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you sir." Zhou Chang stopped crying immediately, burst into laughter, and was about to take it with both hands.

“Clatter…, clatter…”

At this moment, the door of the detention room was opened from the outside.

An officer pushed open the door from outside and said, "Everyone, come out. You can leave now."

Everyone was so happy that they didn't react.

Accountant Wu couldn't believe it either and stood there in a daze.

"Hmm?" This was not the right time. Zhou Chang held the Bodhi bracelet with both hands. "Mr. Sir, you promised to give it to me."

The accountant Wu Ben was still in a daze, but when he saw Zhou Chang's silly look, he burst into laughter: "Haha, never mind, may the Buddha bless me, as long as I can get out, anything is fine."

The others also reacted and stood up from the ground, but they did not dare to cheer.

Led by the officers, dozens of people walked out of the City Defense Department and couldn't help but take a deep breath of the air of freedom.

Afterwards, the escorts said goodbye to each other, the boatmen said goodbye to each other, and a group of waiters also said goodbye to the accountant, and then left in twos and threes.

Zhou Changbai got the Bodhi bracelet and was so happy that he just followed the accountant Wu.

As soon as the accountant Wu walked out of the door, he saw a blue carriage parked opposite.

A middle-aged man with a mustache, a slender waist, a brown bat-patterned silk shirt was leaning against the side of the carriage. He was holding a thin bamboo tube-like object in his hand, sucking on it and exhaling circles of smoke.

The accountant Wu obviously knew the man, and he walked forward quickly to greet him.

Zhou Chang also hurried to catch up, but he was only interested in the thing in the man's hand and took a few more glances.

That thing was not like the known pipes, tobacco pouches, or tube tobacco, nor was it the cigars or cigarettes of previous lives.

It is three times larger than a cigar. The bottom of the bamboo tube is also sealed, but there are three small holes on the surface of the bamboo tube. It looks like neither a flute nor a pipe.

"Ding, a customer has placed an order for an unknown bamboo pipe." Before Zhou Chang could finish his curiosity, the voice of the viewpoint system sounded in his mind. "Add to collection, I am the type that likes to be seen more.

If you look at me for a long time, you won’t think I’m ugly anymore, but you will feel that your patience has increased.”