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Bang!
The gunshots weren't loud in the dark corner, and the noisy black street at night didn't attract much attention. Some shops that were playing deafening music were even more clueless.
Yue Qing, who was collecting money at the counter, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the gunshot. Others might not have been able to detect it, but he could tell from the noise. He couldn't hear it clearly, but his intuition told him that it was a gunshot.
There were quite a lot of people in the shop, but Yue Qing didn't go out. He still sat at the counter, adjusted the angle of the surveillance camera at the entrance, and looked at the screen. There was still some distance from the corner, and the surveillance camera at the entrance of the shop had a limited range.
Some middle school students on skateboards passed by on the black street, laughing and chatting.
It was not them.
A few drunkards had their arms around each other's shoulders and were shouting something.
It was not them either.
Hmm?
Yue Qing looked at the person who appeared on the screen.
Fang Zhao?
Fang Zhao was still carrying something in his hand. Yue Qing zoomed in and saw that it was just a box from a barbecue shop not far away.
Not long after, Fang Zhao appeared at Yue Qing's shop.
"You've been working overtime until now?" Yue Qing asked with a smile, but there was a hidden look in his eyes.
"I've been busy lately, but I'll be even busier in the future. Starting tomorrow, I might not be back for many days in a row. I'll be working overtime at the office." Fang Zhao opened the box and handed Yue Qing a piece of barbecued meat. "Want some?"
"Thanks! Their barbecued meat is pretty good. The meat is sourced from Muzhou, not synthetic meat. "Yue Qing smiled widely at the thought of food. He even took out a bottle of wine from the shelf and poured a glass for Fang Zhao.
"Did you get a bonus?" Yue Qing asked. The barbecued meat was not cheap. Most of the food here was compressed synthetic food. Natural barbecued meat was considered a luxury on the black street. A palm-sized piece of meat cost two or three hundred yuan. Yue Qing could only eat it twice a month. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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"Yeah, that's why I'm being extravagant." Fang Zhao handed over another piece.
"By the way, the new song you released is quite nice. I've downloaded it. The music video was also not bad. I recommended it to my old comrades and they all liked it. I saw on the news today that your second song is coming out? "Yue Qing asked.
"That's why I have to work overtime in the future."
"I have high hopes for you. We are all waiting, haha!"
Fang Zhao bought 10 pieces of barbecued meat. He and Yue Qing ate three pieces each and left three pieces for Ai Wan. Ai Wan was busy at the moment and had no time to come over. He asked Fang Zhao to keep it for him. When he was free, he would come over to Yue Qing's place.
Fang Zhao brought the remaining piece of barbecued meat upstairs.
Inside the shop, Yue Qing slapped his forehead. He had forgotten to ask Fang Zhao if he had seen anything unusual around the corner. But it probably had nothing to do with Fang Zhao, so who was it?
Yue Qing pulled up the surveillance footage and looked at the people who had passed through the surveillance area.
Tonight, when the sky had just turned dark, there was a situation on the street behind. It was a vendetta, but no one was killed. Yue Qing also heard that someone had lost a gun in the incident. However, this kind of thing like losing a gun wouldn't be mentioned openly. After all, those people didn't own guns legally. The guns were all from illegal workshops. They weren't registered, so even if they were lost, they wouldn't dare say it out loud.
He just didn't know who had picked up the gun in the end. The gunshot from the corner earlier should be related to the missing gun.
Who could it be?
Yue Qing looked at the surveillance footage and still couldn't find any suspicious characters. In the end, he gave up. Who cared? As long as they didn't provoke him, it was fine.
Fang Zhao was already upstairs. When he opened the door, he saw the curly-haired dog wagging its tail energetically. The smell of barbecued meat made it even more excited and whimpered non-stop.
Fang Zhao scanned the interior of the house. He didn't see anything damaged. He rubbed the dog's head. "Not bad."
After placing the barbecued meat on the dog's plate, Fang Zhao shut the windows and curtains. He took off his jacket and fished out the pistol he kept inside.
This gun was considered a relatively old model, but compared to Fang Zhao's era, it was still quite a bit more advanced. There were many modifications.
Fang Zhao fished out a severely deformed bullet from another pocket.
Thus, while Yue Qing stared at the surveillance footage for any suspicious characters and guessed who had picked up the lost gun, Fang Zhao was upstairs studying the gun he had robbed. It had been too long since his era. He still didn't know how to use modern firearms. He had to do more research.
The next day, Fang Zhao brought the curly-haired dog downstairs to Yue Qing's shop. He might be sleeping in the office for a long time, so he had to ask Yue Qing to keep an eye on the second floor.
Ai Wan was there too. He was telling Yue Qing about the four youngsters who had visited his pharmacy last night.
The four youngsters had been petty thieves since they were in school. They had even learned how to rob people. Now that they weren't in school, they were still doing it. Because their previous robberies had been outsiders, they hadn't robbed much, and they hadn't killed anyone, the people in the black street had turned a blind eye. But last night, it seemed like they had met a tough nut to crack. The four of them had been beaten so badly that even their mothers wouldn't recognize them.
Ai Wan asked them what had happened. At first, the four didn't say anything, but in the end, Ai Wan tricked them into spitting out a few words.
"I'm guessing the four youngsters were the ones who picked up the guns, but they kept their mouths shut about who beat them up. The four youngsters only had flesh wounds. They look terrible, but they'll suffer for a while. It's no big deal. The person who beat them up just wanted to teach them a lesson."
"Were those the four youngsters who opened fire at the corner yesterday?" Yue Qing asked.
"No way. Those four youngsters had never held a gun before. They didn't dare fire it. Even if they dared, they didn't have the chance. They were beaten to the ground before they could get a good look. The shot was fired by the person who beat them. It was probably just to scare them. One of them even peed his pants. I could smell it when he came to my shop, "Ai Wan commented, shaking his head.
Seeing Fang Zhao walk over, Ai Wan greeted him with a smile. "Yesterday's barbecue was delicious. I heard you have to work overtime. Don't worry, Old Yue and I are keeping an eye on things. No one will dare break your windows. Next time you get a bonus, you can treat us to a barbecue. "
"Sure, no problem," Fang Zhao agreed and didn't say much else. He was in a hurry.
"Go on, go on. Don't worry." Yue Qing tossed Fang Zhao a bag of hardtacks. "Save it for the road."
"Thanks!" Fang Zhao put the biscuits in his pocket and left in a hurry with Curly Hair.
Watching Fang Zhao walk away, Ai Wan asked Yue Qing, "Do you think there's any outsider in our area with that kind of ability?"
Yue Qing pointed at Fang Zhao's departing figure. "Do you think it's possible?"
Ai Wan shook his head. "Him? He's an artist. How could it be possible? I heard those four youngsters say that the person who beat them up probably held a gun before. Old Yue, you're the only retired soldier on this street, right? "
Yue Qing didn't think it could be Fang Zhao. "I'll get someone to check how many new tenants there are."
Fang Zhao left the black street. Public trains didn't allow pets, so he called a taxi and applied for a pet identification. His name was "Curly Hair."
A dog would only be considered an owner after being implanted with a microchip. The microchip under the skin was proof of identity. No matter where it went, Fang Zhao would be able to locate it. Some places that could scan the microchip could also obtain information on the pet's identity and ownership.
After completing the application, Fang Zhao brought the dog to the office.
Many employees on the first floor were surprised to see Fang Zhao bringing a dog to work. They realized that Fang Zhao hadn't been stopped. The security guards only glanced at him before looking away. They had no intention of stopping him.
"Did I see that right? The person who just passed by was Fang Zhao? "
"Yes, he even brought a dog."
"Are all the newcomers these days so good?"
"Heh, he's younger than you, but he can already produce epic works."
"You're all lagging behind. According to the latest news, Fang Zhao has been promoted."
...
Fang Zhao ignored the chatter as he entered the elevator. He was in contact with Bu Lai. This body is still too weak. I need more training.
"Oh, Manager Fang, congratulations on your promotion!" Bly's old face smiled amiably.
"Thanks."
"What's up? Do you need equipment? I can talk to the people in the equipment department and ask them to help you keep the things and not lend them out. "
"No, I'm just asking if there's any gym equipment."
"I think there is. You can order one if you don't have it. But the company already has a gym. Are you thinking of setting up another one? "
"That's an idea."
"No problem. There's plenty of space on your floor anyway."
"Is there anything else you need? I'll order it. "
"Do you have gaming equipment?"
"... Manager Fang, are you here for work?"
"It's best if it's a gun simulation for shooting games."
"Fang Zhao, are you here for work?"
"Don't be too old. The newer the better."
"Fang Zhao, are you here for work?!"
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