Chapter 169 Winning the First Prize
“There is no news yet,” the man’s voice was strong and full of energy, “We have checked the patients who have recovered and been discharged from more than a dozen mental hospitals near Beijing in the past year, and there is no Found the person you were talking about."
"Expand the search scope," a flash of light flashed between the girl's eyebrows, "Also," she paused for a few seconds and added: "There are probably others around that person. Follow a fat man . "
" Fatty?" The man replied, and then he seemed to react and said with a wry smile: "This is nothing special, fatties can be found everywhere."
" But this fat man is different." The girl's mind flashed to the fat man's amazing coordination ability that was seriously inconsistent with his body. She took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and finally said: "This fat man is very flexible, please pay attention."
The person on the phone was obviously stunned for a moment, and finally responded perfunctorily.
The man couldn't imagine how flexible a mere fat man could be.
The girl hung up the phone.
The big bedroom suddenly became quiet again.
Tie her loose hair into a simple ponytail. The girl jumped out of bed, without wearing slippers, and walked barefoot to the wide floor-to-ceiling window.
She opened the light-colored window screen, and the afternoon sunlight reflected on her face.
The girl narrowed her eyes slightly and looked out the window.
She was only wearing a thin burgundy nightgown, and her fair, almost transparent skin was just as someone described her, a delicate body that was not exquisite.
Standing here, she is not worried about being spied on, because there is only a blue lake in front of her.
A few minutes later, she realized she was awake and slowly looked away. About two meters away, there was an easel, and a whole piece of fur from an unknown animal was spread on the solid wood floor.
There is a sketch on the easel.
Use simple brushstrokes to outline a young man.
The precise brushstrokes like sculptures test the painter's skill, but with just a few strokes, the man's charm emerges vividly on the paper.
There is no choice in appearance, she is the type that rich women can’t put down.
The girl leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, tilted her head and stared at the painting against the light for a long time, until her eyes gradually turned cold, "Mr. Yin, you have to hide it."
"Aqiu!"
"Aqiu!"
There are people coming and going in the market.
The fat man walked around alone carrying a vegetable basket, looked at it, and touched it.
Up to now, he had sneezed no less than 20 times.
Some traders saw the fat man approaching.
They all put on masks involuntarily.
Those vendors were really scary. After the fat man walked away, they all took off their masks and started shouting loudly about their food.
After shopping around, Fatty first bought some shells and other small seafood, preparing to make spicy stir-fried mixed clams, and then bought a fish at the same place.
The experience of buying fish this time was very smooth. When the boss saw that it was him, he didn’t waste any time. He directly fished out a half-dead fish and said: "Just this one, don’t wait for it to die. I Just sell it as dead.”
The fat man was thin-skinned and thought of declining a little: "It's okay," he licked his lips, looked at the boss and said, "I can wait."
"Don't wait, or I'll be stabbed to death by you. "While the boss was talking, he had already packed the fish. After throwing it on the electronic scale, he handed it directly to the fat man, and then advised him earnestly: " It’s just a fish, it shouldn’t have to go through so much.”
“Thank you, boss.”
“Come back after eating.”
The fat man is carrying a fish. A basket of vegetables, then carrying fish and shells in his left hand, and the ribs that had been cut by the store in his right hand, on the way back to the studio.
It was enough for a hearty meal for just the two of him and the doctor.
The sun was setting and he had been shopping outside for a long time. It wasn’t that the road was far, it was just that there were too few reasonable merchants in the market.
Either you are not allowed to counter-offer, or you are not allowed to pick and choose.
There is also a store that does not accept counterfeit money.
The fat man carefully held the fake 10 yuan given by Zhang Jiangcheng and was trying to find a place to throw it away so as not to recirculate it and harm others.
As a result, I turned a corner and found that I was not far from the studio.
Before he even reached the studio door, he saw a sports car pass by him, then slowly reverse and park firmly in a parking space in front of the studio.
Seeing this scene, Fatty immediately ran over and shouted to the sports car: "This is a private parking space. Parking is not allowed. Please find another place to park!"
From what Fatty just said When he came to this place, he didn't see any cars parked here.
Not even temporarily.
Every time Pi Ruan comes, he has to find a parking space for a long time, or let his secretary drive around in the neighborhood.
This is the rule.
The doctor told him, and the rules were probably set by the doctor.
Purpose: He has too many things to do recently, has no energy, and is too lazy to think. In short, if the doctor says, he must do it, no one can do it.
The fat man frowned, but the passerby didn't seem to want to give him this face. After the car stopped, the scissor door on one side was raised. The next second, the fat man's pupils trembled fiercely.
He saw a woman getting out of the car.
Not just a woman, but the fat man searched for all the adjectives taught by the Chinese teacher from the kindergarten class to the middle school graduation, and finally lost.
"Fuck!" Fatty blurted out.
The woman is wearing a light-colored cheongsam, with dark eyebrows. Her body wrapped in the cheongsam is curvy. If it is more, it will be plump, if it is less, it will be thinner. The hand holding the car key is as plain as a lotus root. A beautiful arc is drawn in the air.
The long hair is simply pulled up and tied into a bun at the back of the head. A smudged Luo Yunchai is inserted into the bun just right, adding a touch of indescribable brightness to the woman.
The faint fragrance filled the surroundings, and Fatty felt like he had returned to the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion thousands of years ago.
The woman has picturesque features, but there is no trace of coquettishness in her body. The fat man can’t even imagine what a woman would look like when she smiles.
I’m afraid it’s going to steal people’s hearts.
At this moment, her eyebrows were not furrowed, her eyes were unclear, and she passed by him with an indifferent expression.
To put it bluntly, the woman simply ignored the fat man who was standing there, and then walked along the steps to the studio door without knocking, and went in very naturally.
When I opened the door, I felt as if I was returning home. Second update, thank you all, more updates will be added soon!
(End of this chapter)