I want to send you red roses

Jiang Li has known Yu Tang for more than 20 years, and he has never seen her look so hesitant to move forward.But now she has to go back and forth to think about it even when she sees a senior, which makes Jiang Li feel very uncomfortable.

She walked around the front desk, dragged him away, "Okay, you don't need to bring anything, Grandpa Zhang is much richer than you, and you don't need anything, and there is no such thing in front of the door, you just take those two things with you." Just save one yuan for yourself—by the way, this month is just over half, have you "half the moonlight"?"

Yu Tang wanted to say a few more words at first, but when he heard the back, his knee hurt unexpectedly, so he didn't dare to say anything rashly.

"It's just that you buy things for Duo Duo every day," Jiang Li really couldn't figure out what she was thinking about all day long, like a tramp, without any life plan, so she kept talking In general, he criticizes in a secular way: "You can fool around, but you have to think about something when you are fooling around, such as why are you so poor? How can you improve?"

Yu Tang was used to being poor anyway, so he was shameless, and gave her a calm smirk without any fluctuations in his heart.

Jiang Li was heartbroken at her unafraid of being scalded by boiling water: "You have almost zero ways to earn money, but you have 73 ways to spend money, one more than Brother Monkey's 72 changes! How can this be so?" Okay, when will you be able to redeem yourself?"

Yu Tang: "..."

The two walked side by side in front of a carved wooden door amidst the noise of the river carp, neither of them noticed that there was a person sitting quietly on the dense sycamore tree branches above their heads.

It wasn't until the sun dragged their shadows longer and longer that Duan Tingxi clutched his phone tiredly, swooped down from the tree like a breeze, and leaned against a brick wall to connect the phone.

The voice of the old man Duan came from the opposite side: "Have the things been delivered?"

"Give it away, but I haven't had time to explain too much to Grandpa Zhang, because Yu Tang just came over."

The old man Duan on the opposite side was silent for a second or two, and then hummed: "It's okay, Zhang Qiu knows what's in his heart, and won't say unnecessary words."

"But those evidences all need to be identified by Cheng Pengfei, even if they are handed over to Yu Tang, she won't be able to use them." Duan Tingqi pondered for a while.

"That's not a problem. Although the kid from the Cheng family is wrong, he's not stupid. He hopes more than anyone else to bring down those nests of snakes and rats. He will know." Old Man Duan sighed, " And Zhang Qiu should also meet him first and 'talk' to him."

Duan Tingxi was convinced of the old man's style of "being Lei Feng" behind his back when he was old, and just about to hang up with a hush, old man Duan changed the subject: "Yu Tang may not be very rich these two days, you can find a way ... to 'send some money' to her."

Here again, here again...

It was the same tone at the beginning: "She has just returned to China, and she may not have a lot of money... Who is it? Oh, her name is Yu Tang, she is about the same age as you, and should be two years younger... Yes, you should find a way to get to know each other quietly. Help a bunch... If it weren't for me, an old man, it would be hard to find a reason, I would let you go?... The reason? I can't finish talking about the reason for a while... Let's talk about it later."

Then the phone hung up... and now it's the same, hung up.

Duan Tingxi looked expressionlessly at the vine-like plant climbing out of someone's courtyard wall in front of him, raised his hand and flicked off a crumbling withered yellow leaf, and then raised his foot to leave.But just when she subconsciously turned her head to glance at Yu Tang, she suddenly saw a thin and vague figure flashing in the alley, also sneakily watching Yu Tang's direction.

Jiang Li, who was about to walk to Grandpa Zhang's yard, was still rambling: "I said, are you considering starting a side business?"

"Don't think about it, just take a break." Yu Tang stopped, and calmly looked at a dilapidated wooden sign in front of her, with the words "Zhangjiapu" written on it, and she asked Jiang Li, "Is it here?" ?”

Jiang Li hummed, stepped forward, and pushed the door open.It's just that before the door was fully pushed open, a long and thin crowbar suddenly stuck out from the crack of the door!

Jiang Li hissed, as if he had been prepared for a long time, he jumped more than two feet away in the blink of an eye, and even pulled Yu Tang up and stuffed him.

"..." What kind of plastic friendship is this?

While lowering her head, Yu Tang slid sideways, and turned her back lightly to close the wooden door, but the crowbar turned around and followed her as if it had eyes, and slipped unambiguously towards her left rib. Suddenly exerting strength, he took the initiative to stick up against the crowbar, and then turned and moved finely between the small cracks of the door, and accompanied the old man behind the door to do a few tricks.

This thing is called "knocking on the door" in ancient times, which means that if you want to enter someone else's court to ask for help, you must first show your own skills and let them see if they are qualified.

It's just that the general "door inspection" is just a click away, because when a master moves, one or two moves are often enough to reveal the truth.But the old man behind the door who has never met seems to be getting excited, a rusty broken iron rod is still swimming faster and faster, entangled Yu Tang and won't let go.

"Grandpa Zhang, what are you doing?"

Before Yu Tang said anything, Jiang Li rolled his eyes first, and shouted into the door in a drawn-out tone: "We don't want to let us in, so let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, the head of the crowbar swam away from Yu Tang's hand naturally, and at the same time, she hooked the door open.

A very ordinary old man appeared from behind the door, looked at Yu Tang for the first time, and said with a little scrutiny: "The Luling Cheng family's stick kung fu was not passed on to your descendants, but you learned it all if you didn't realize it." went."

Yu Tang originally took out a pack of tissues, and was lowering his head to wipe the rust on his hands, when he heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man Zhang in front of him.

"What's unexpected, I not only met you when you were young, but also hugged you twice." Grandpa Zhang is neither tall nor short, looking very thin, even two points shorter than Yu Tang, his gaze Not sharp or muddy, low-pitched but not deep, it seems that he is more energetic than ordinary old men.

After he glanced at Yu Tang, he suddenly sighed, hugged the pile of broken copper and rotten iron that he was going to take back to the furnace, turned around and walked in, "Come in, everyone, and close the door. It's so fast, you are so tall." Bigger, that kid Ye Wei didn't have a baby himself, but he is quite good at raising children."

Yu Tang looked at the back of him muttering alone, pursed his lips silently, and followed him in.

Duan Tingqi outside the alley has sat back on the tree again, still swaying in the dense leaves like a breeze——she condescended to observe the sneaky person not far away for a while, but the other party never noticed Someone is watching me.

It was a small man, he should have some kung fu on his feet, he walked as lightly as a cat's paw, and he moved very fast, so he was good at hiding his figure.But he didn't do anything, just took a camera in his hand, dedicated and focused on secretly taking pictures of Yu Tang, like a paparazzi.

At this moment Yu Tang had already entered the courtyard, he didn't seem to intend to leave, but found a wooden door with cornices to block the light and leaned against it.It seemed that he was going to wait for someone to come out for a while, and take two more candid photos.

Although there are not many people coming and going in the alley, there are also many.Duan Tingxi glanced at the wooden-doored house where the "paparazzi" was leaning against. It was very lively inside. It looked like a group of people were having a party. There should be a small movement at the door so that they wouldn't be alarmed.She lowered her head and looked at the half-height shoes on her feet that were not too high but not too low... Let's just leave it at that, I don't have time to buy a pair of ten-yuan slippers to change into.

At the same time she retracted her gaze, her figure floated down from the tree like a feather, and slid towards the "paparazzi" silently.

The weather was so hot that the paparazzi was constantly wiping sweat from his forehead. He was leaning lazily on the door, thinking about finding a cool place after a while and serving two small dishes. , take a few sips of cold beer to cool off.

But suddenly, a frightening sound of wind rang in his ears, and before he had time to stand up straight, the door behind him opened!

After his body fell back half a step due to inertia, he quickly turned a wonderful big bend with his feet, and then his soft waist bounced up. In the courtyard.

But there was nothing in front of him.

At this moment, the door close behind him suddenly closed again!

The paparazzi turned subconsciously in horror, no, there was nothing in front of him!There is nothing in front of and behind him, is this really a ghost in broad daylight? !

If it weren't for the fact that the sun above his head was still so big, and the bustle in the house behind him gave him a sense of security, he would have almost screamed out.

But just like that, there was no warning for the third time—the sound of the wind appeared very close to my ears behind me.

Duan Tingxi didn't give him a chance to react, he copied forward with his left hand, and knocked the hard corner of the folder on the paparazzi man's shoulder at the same time, the paparazzi man's whole arm suddenly started to go numb, and the camera in his hand dropped, fell into her hands.

"Don't move," Duan Tingqi turned to the paparazzi as if he was strolling after receiving the camera, and glanced casually at his panicked expression, "If I can cripple your hands, I can also cripple your feet. "

The paparazzi is a self-healing person, and he usually does a lot of sneaky things with a little bit of kung fu under his feet. Although he is not very good, he has always been invincible. After all, their kung fu is to cheat. Bowl of rice.This was the first time he fell into someone else's hands, and it was such a big somersault, he felt that his right hand seemed to be unable to move right now!

And the woman in front of him who had easily crippled one of his arms was very beautiful, she was really ordinary, she didn't have the slightest bit of arrogance on her body, she didn't look like a gangster at all, and he had never seen or heard of it before. There are still such a number one person and such martial arts in the world.

She was even wearing business attire with luxurious fabrics and tailoring, like an urban white-collar worker, holding a folder in her hand... Wait, his hand was abolished by a folder? !

The paparazzi tried his best to suppress his panic, and looked away in disbelief to look at Duan Tingxi's face. Duan Tingxi felt his gaze, and without raising his head, he "politely" praised: "Very sensible."

……

The photos in the camera are all candid photos, but besides Yu Tang, there are also many strangers' faces mixed in, and there are many such things as kisses and car shocks in the underground parking lot.The paparazzi looked at the woman in front of him skillfully flipping through the camera without daring to move, and then rolled his eyes with a half-smile and said: "The business is quite extensive."

"..." He didn't dare to answer, and Duan Tingxi asked again: "The camera is not backed up remotely, right?"

"It's not that high-end," the paparazzi said cautiously: "The one with the foreign-style function costs [-] yuan, how can I be willing to buy it, this one only has the Bluetooth function..."

Duan Tingxi seemed to be thinking about something when he heard this, then he moved a little bit, leaned lazily against the wall, and took out his mobile phone.

The shadow in the paparazzi's heart and in front of him dropped sharply. As soon as he tried to move his arms tentatively, Duan Tingqi lowered his head and said with a "comfortable face", "Dare."

Paparazzi: "..." Why does this woman look like a queen?

The key is that she really has that momentum.

So dare not.

Duan Tingxi lowered his head and manipulated some things without knowing it, then raised his head and shook the camera in his hand: "Do you still want it?"

The paparazzi moved his throat: "Of course..."

He was getting old and too unsteady for sneaking and walking.This camera is what he mainly eats now. He gritted his teeth and spent [-] yuan to buy it for a clearer picture quality, not to mention that he just bought it not long ago.

Duan Tingxi nodded when he heard his answer, and at the same time deleted all the photos in the camera with one click.

The paparazzi's eyes went dark, and he felt that his other arm was also disabled.

"Last question," Duan Tingqi straightened up, casually put the "brand new" camera back on his left hand, folded his hands, held the folder and patted in front of him, "Why did you shoot her?"

She was supposed to drop by the company today to deliver a document, so her outfit was in the way.

Naturally, the paparazzi would not be so stupid as to ask "Who is she referring to?", but he struggled to make up a lie elsewhere: "I... I am a private detective, entrusted by a client..."

"Speak human." Duan Tingqi interrupted him with a half-smile.

"...I charge money to do things." The paparazzi boy took the initiative to explain: "People who can find me usually pay more attention to privacy, so the other party contacts me on WeChat and has never shown up. I don't know if he is a man or a woman. How old is it, what is the purpose, we usually start working as soon as we see the deposit..."

Duan Tingxi interrupted again: "Mobile phone."

The paparazzi shut his mouth, put his left hand in his right pocket with difficulty, took out his phone, opened the WeChat interface, and handed it to Duan Tingxi.

Duan Tingxi flipped through all the chat records, recorded all the basic information, and finally asked: "Your remittance methods are all WeChat transfers, right?"

"Yes."

Duan Tingxi nodded, threw the phone back to him, and opened the wooden door that was used to play tricks just now, "It's just a numb arm, just rub it for a while."

The paparazzi was taken aback, and Duan Tingxi turned his head and squinted the moment he went out, and said, "If you dare to stare at her again, your legs will really be broken."

"...Don't dare, don't dare."

Although it is a society ruled by law now, the paparazzi really felt that this woman was not just talking, but she couldn't stop nodding when she hurriedly responded.

I will refund when I go back, and I will not accept the reverse post.

Duan Tingxi turned back with a sullen expression, glanced tiredly in the direction of Zhang's courtyard, and left here with a half-limping foot that was not obvious...