ghosts

After Xiao Han went up, he took a shower and went to bed. He lay on the bed and recalled the conversation just now, and then he felt that he seemed a little abnormal.

It seems that if Yue Yi didn't have an affair with Xia Chuan, he would choose to be with Yue Yi.

Then, isn't he bent?

This, how is this possible?Hehehe...

The more you think about this kind of problem, it will only get deeper and deeper, so Xiao Han decisively put this problem behind him, pulled the quilt down to cover his neck, turned off the lights, closed his eyes, and went to sleep!

"Is no one taking any action? What's the matter! Are you still waiting and watching? Heh, a group of guys who are getting older and more desperate for their lives. They are afraid of a great opportunity." Bai Zeduan, the master of the seventh branch of the fifth hall Sitting on the throne, he still wears the skin of "Bai Zeduan".This skin suits him unexpectedly, no one wants to float out their soul to try the coldness of hell with a body.

Facing the inquiry from her immediate superior, Xia Juan kept silent for a rare time, her expression mixed with embarrassment and shame.She didn't know how to explain this matter, because she found that no matter how she explained it, she couldn't get it done, so it was her own negligence.No boss hopes that his subordinates can't do things...

Bai Zeduan also vaguely noticed something wrong. At this time, the water on the table was boiling. It was a dark spring in hell, dark black, and there was still a lingering yin after boiling.He opened the box made of acacia wood. Inside the box was a round tea pot with embossed chrysanthemums. The overall green color was very beautiful.

He opened the tea jar, and what was inside was naturally not tea, but moldy, rotten tongues that had been dried in the shade and crushed into powder.He rubbed three handfuls between his fingers and put them in his teacup.Smelling the tea with an intoxicated complexion, he raised the teacup and blew on it, taking a sip with pleasure, with endless aftertaste.

Then, he looked at Xia Juan: "Tell me, there is no movement at all, what's going on?"

Xia Juan felt a leech crawling out of her tailbone, crawling along her spine towards her scalp.Even after working under Bai Zeduan for so many years, she still can't accept Bai Zeduan's perverted hobby.

Xia Juan knew that she couldn't avoid it, so she hesitated for a while and said in embarrassment: "Then, those people think that Xia Chuan has died a long time ago, and they don't believe that Xia Chuan is still alive. I think this is due to some people's bad intentions. Spreading rumors and causing trouble..." When she said this, she raised her head cautiously and quickly glanced at Bai Zeduan from the corner of her eye. Bai Zeduan was sipping tea with lowered eyelids, and his expression was so cold that it was impossible to see what he was thinking at the moment.

"So many people were sent out, but none of them came back. The other people don't believe that Xia Chuan is still alive. Do you want me to meet this person in person?" Bai Zeduan said this, but there was fear on his face, and he went to meet him. Xia Chuan?How could I have such an idea?He will die... When Xia Chuan became famous and notorious in the underworld, he was just a small judge.How much painstaking effort he has put in to be able to become the master of the seventh branch hall.However, it will be fine soon.Such a tormenting day will pass soon, and when he finishes copying Xia Chuan's path, he will naturally be able to stand on a high place like Xia Chuan.He doesn't have such an "established" fate like Xia Chuan.

"Send some more people over there to make things bigger, and the forces from other parties will naturally come to the door."

How many people did Xia Chuan offend when he went all the way to the eighteenth floor of hell?Everyone wished they could kill them quickly.

You don't need to play in person for things that can reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

Bai Ze Duanduan and Wen Fang had dark smiles on their faces, as if everything was under his control.

Xia Juan bowed in response, straightened up and strode out to do some work.

Judging by her body posture, she is still vigorous and vigorous, but judging by her face... then let's forget it.

Xiao Han’s yin and yang shop walked in a customer early in the morning. This person was wearing a pair of yellowed canvas shoes, and the jeans were dark blue straight-leg pants. These pants should have been worn for a long time.He was wearing a striped white shirt on his upper body, which couldn't cover his stomach.The hair is as long as a finger!

To be honest, Xiao Han felt that a person dressed like this should not be able to afford the things in his store.He came in and walked directly to the bar, and was about to talk to Xiao Han, and Xiao Han was ready to answer, but at this moment the man's cell phone rang.

The rhythm of the phone ringtone is very strong: "Every day is a good day..."

The man answered the phone with a frown.

It may be that the phone is old, or it may be that Xiao Han's ears are too sharp.He could clearly hear the voice of the person speaking on the other side.

"Brother Song! Sorry to bother you."

"What's up?"

The other party speaks respectfully, but this one speaks a bit condescendingly.Xiao Han looked awe-inspiring when he heard this, isn't it true that people can't be judged by their appearance?Is this still a big shot?

"Brother Song, the market demand is huge now, especially in places where the police (police) is loosely managed. Places like rural areas and poor streets have a huge demand for supplies! Look, are we doing too much this time?" Do you want to make some goods?"

Xiao Han wanted to call Song Rendan when he heard it.

Brother Song said: "Now that the goods are in short supply, the price can be raised a little."

"I know, I know." The other party said in a cautious and humble tone.

Brother Song: "Okay, you wait, and I'll get the goods for you later. Remember to sell them separately, so as not to be caught by the police (police)."

The other party: "Thank you Brother Song, thank you Brother Song, I must be careful! I must be careful."

Brother Song finally hung up the phone, raised his head and said to Xiao Han: "Boss, do you have 'express' business here? I heard people in this area say that your store is amazing."

'Express' business?

SF Express Yuantong would not come to him at all, it can only be the "express delivery" from above and below, Xiao Han thought for a while, and asked him: "What do you want to send? How long has that person over there been gone?" ?Although it is said that there are ghosts who are reincarnated under the family planning, but now that the second-child policy has been opened, a large number of them have been released, and I don’t know if that person is still under. .”

"Yes, yes! It just went down last month. The bones in the ground are still connected to the meat."

Brother Song said in a hurry, "I just want to send a letter to my father and ask him where his passbook is at home! Let him entrust me with a dream at night."

"Letters, letters, I've written them all."

Brother Song took out the crumpled letter from his trouser pocket.There is also an envelope.Xiao Han nodded, picked up a brush and dipped it in cinnabar: "Your father's name?"

"Song Zucheng."

"When did you die?"

……

After Xiao Han finished writing a series of things, he put down his pen and blew on the ink, and then he knocked on the table, but the letter disappeared.

Brother Song: "...is that all right?"

"It's fine. Your father will give you a dream when he receives it. Chenghui, the courier fee is 500 yuan."

Brother Song: "You, you, you, you, you are robbery! SF Express is not even that expensive!"

"Then find SF Express to mail it to you!" Xiao Han rolled his eyes!Monopoly business, monopoly business you know you? !Monopoly means huge profits!

Brother Song had no choice but to give Xiao Han 500 yuan.

Xiao Han put the money in the drawer, cast an invisibility spell, and followed Brother Song.Yue Yi got up from upstairs to sleep, and after brushing his teeth and washing his face, he came down and saw Xiao Han sneaking away, frowning for a while.

What did you do?Sneaky!

It was still early and there were not many people on the street, and it was still foggy today. Xiao Han followed Brother Song all the way, and Brother Song was very familiar with the geographical environment here.I saw him turning left and right to the old clothes donation office of Qingshan University very purposefully.Look left and right to see if anyone is there, and pick the lock skillfully!

Xiao Han's expression froze, could it be that... (drugs) are hidden in this place?

Brother Song was extremely vigilant, and sneakily took out a plastic bag from his coat pocket, and then reached out to take out the clothes inside.After taking the clothes, he swaggered away with the bag in hand.

If Xiao Han still doesn't understand what's going on, he's mentally retarded.Sigh... It was a waste of work, thinking that it would save the masses of the people and wipe out social cancers in one fell swoop, and receive high bonuses and mention the promising young people in Huaxia by the way.In the end, I really thought too much.

Xiao Han thought about it, it is not easy for others to support their families, so forget it.Turn around and go back to Yin Yang Shop, making phone calls while walking...

"Director Song, your family (people with the same surname) are stealing and selling clothes at the old clothes recycling place here at Qingshan University..."

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【It’s not easy for people to support their families (I won’t go up and beat him up), (just call the police) Forget it. 】

Because it wasn't a big deal, Song Rendan asked Xiao Chen to take a few people to investigate on the spot. It would be better if he could be caught, and if he couldn't be caught, he had to show his attitude and guard for a few days.

But Brother Song's hands and feet were slippery, and he had already rushed to the morning bus with his things and returned to his residence in Tongzilou.When Xiao Chen arrived, (fart) there was no one in sight.

Brother Song returned to the house. The residence in this Tongzilou was really cramped and depressing, and the room of a single old man was even more messy.The pheasant with the red light district came in and played with the cover, which still exists on the ground.He threw the clothes in the black plastic bag on the bed and took them out one by one.

Old clothes also need to be taken care of. They should be flattened with an iron and folded in different categories.Right now, he took out the clothes one by one to have a look. Some of the good ones could be worn by himself, and if he couldn't wear them himself, he could sell them at a high price.With such a large population in China, everyone has to wear clothes, and the water inside is deep!

If you thought it was a new product, it might just be an overstocked product with another tag.

What you thought was a bargain might just be a stolen free dress and resell it.

Song Ge glanced at his hand and grabbed a piece of underwear. As soon as Song Ge touched it, he knew it was definitely a good product!

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