Resident ID card. Residents holding this card enjoy special treatment as a national.
She flipped open the resident ID card and saw this sentence written on it. This meant that if she went out with the ID card, she would not be harassed by those lackeys?
Not to mention that the three big yellow croakers were quite worth it. After all, they were taken from the burned Japanese stronghold, so it was almost free.
After several days of finding nothing, the patrol team had no choice but to withdraw and strengthen their security. It was no wonder the murderer hadn't been caught, and everyone in Shanghai was talking about it.
It even became more and more bizarre, with even gods and ghosts coming out.
Many tabloids followed suit and wrote something like, "On a dark and windy night, someone set up a huge wind and fire formation near the stronghold. The entire stronghold disappeared overnight, and even the people living nearby were unlucky."
If there are any gods passing by, they can punish them to let them know that this land is theirs to protect.
There are even more outrageous ones, saying that the location of the base happened to be the route of the One Hundred Demons Night Parade, and they blocked the road and the people refused to work. That's why no one survived, and the families of the devils lived in the concession, so they were implicated.
If there weren't so many gossips in the tabloids, I would almost think that the person who made up these stories was a fortune teller.
After Jiang Cha came back from the dock, he wandered around the streets for two days, visiting every bookstore, hotel, pharmacy, and photo studio.
It’s often shown on TV, and our people generally do these businesses.
Following this line of thought, she specifically looked for such stores in order to transfer the supplies in her space. Although she loved to stock up, she could distinguish which one was more important.
"Hey, isn't this the guy from the train? What kind of pictures do you want to take? Come inside, there's a mirror and a comb on the wall."
As soon as I walked in, I saw the guy with glasses who was on the train that day. He looked enthusiastic and busy, so his business must be pretty good.
The TV show really didn’t lie to me. If the brother with glasses wasn’t one of her own, she would have gone out and blown up the patrol team!
"Brother, does your family own a photo studio? I'm going to take some pictures and show them to my family tomorrow."
Since I finally came to the Republic of China, I had to take some photos that reflect the era.
"Why are you wearing a long gown today? So you want to take some photos? No problem. Do you want to stand or sit down?"
The guy with glasses adjusted the camera and chatted with her at the same time.
"Kachachacha! All right, take the note and come back in ten days to pick up the photos. You took ten photos in total. Four dollars, thank you."
After that, he handed her a handwritten note with a number on it.
Jiang Cha handed the money to the man with glasses and said something casually. The man with glasses looked at her as if she was a fool.
"Brother, is this you?"
He made the sign of eight with his thumb and index finger, and the meaning was very clear.
The man with glasses gave her an unpleasant look before he said slowly;
"I'm a good citizen, the kind with a good citizen certificate. Don't try to throw dirty water on me. We've met once, and we have some friendship, but that's not a reason for you to casually accuse me.
I hope you're just joking, otherwise we'll have to go to the police station and have a serious talk. I'm open for business, and you're just talking nonsense. If the patrol hears it, it will be a big deal. Where are your parents?"
Jiang Cha sat on the stool used for taking photos, letting the man with glasses scold her, but in fact she didn't pay any attention at all.
Because she noticed that the curtain behind the photo studio moved a little, just a little bit, and she was just distracted and looking around.
Not knowing whether the person hiding behind was an enemy or a friend, Jiang Cha had no choice but to walk up to the brother with glasses and pull him with his hand.
Then he was dragged to the counter. The photo studio was a very large room. As soon as he entered, he saw the counter where he usually settled accounts and wrote receipts. The thick counter made a clanging sound when he knocked on it.
Walking further in, there is a camera placed in the middle of the room. There are several kinds of curtains on the innermost wall, which are simple backdrops.
The one that just moved was over there. There was a scroll-like thing hanging under the curtain. Not to mention one person, even a small team could be hidden behind it.
"I'm just kidding! Why are you being so rude? Oh, don't be angry. If there aren't any customers later, just put up the door and we can go eat. You can eat whatever you want as an apology, okay?"
After saying that, she pinched his arm with her hand and secretly pointed in the direction of the curtain with her finger.
"Let's go! We're going to miss dinner. Didn't you talk so much on the train? If you're going to brag about something, you have to take me out to try it. You treat me and I'll pay as apology for my bad mouth, okay?"
After saying that, he dragged the man out, then picked up the door panel standing beside him and installed it with a click.
They didn't dare to speak until they walked out of the street. Judging from the boss's expression, the person behind the curtain was not hidden by him.
Because there was no nervousness or panic in his eyes just now, only the energy of being ready to act.
"Hide yourself for a moment. I'll go in from the back and see who it is. If it's a thief, it's not a big deal. But if they're here on purpose, I'm afraid you're no longer safe."
If I'm not back in half an hour, you can leave and go wherever you want. We're not close friends anyway, so take this as travel expenses in case anything happens."
After saying that, he stuffed a large yellow croaker into the glasses man's mouth and pushed him in the other direction. He quickly walked back and walked around the front of the photo studio.
I walked to the back and climbed over the wall. The yard was not very big. In addition to the house that served as the front door, there were two other rooms that looked like a kitchen and a bedroom.
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