"Eh? Now?"
After hearing Tang Ze's words, the man seemed distressed: "After the store closes at 7 o'clock today, I plan to go to the gym to exercise.
By the time I get home, it will probably be past 11 o'clock."
"That's fine, I can wait for you at your door." Tang Ze said with a smile, "Your grandfather has been dead for so long, and I miss him a little. I want to find someone to talk to about him."
"Ah...never mind, I won't go."
The man was stunned for a moment after hearing Tang Ze's words, and then he said: "I will go back after the store closes. To be honest, I haven't talked to you about grandpa for a long time.
We are people with the same sentiment.”
"Thank you so much." Tang Ze smiled and said, "Please send the address to my phone. I will come back to visit you later."
"Well, we'll see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Ze saw Conan's grinning face: "You guy, aren't you afraid that you will be exposed in the conversation later?
You don't know the former store manager who passed away, do you?"
"Of course I don't know him, but if I don't play the emotional card, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the photo today." Tang Ze put away his phone and said helplessly, "There's no other good way."
"You'll be exposed if you do this." Conan said speechlessly: "When we meet, we'll see what you do."
"Don't you know that there is a social method in this world that can effectively avoid this situation?"
Tang Ze smiled and said, "You just need to find the key point in the other person's topic, and then repeat it in a different tone, and the other person will continue to talk with interest.
I just need to find a general topic to start with, and the other party will talk about it later.
By then, I will know everything about his grandfather.”
"Hey, you have absolutely no plan!"
Conan was surprised when he heard this, "Improvisation isn't your style! Are you planning to find out on the spot?"
"Just sit back and watch." Tang Ze rubbed the dog's head and said, "This can be considered a form of science. You still have a lot to learn."
“Is there really such a scientific technique?”
Conan crossed his arms to express his doubt: "Well, if you say so, then I will watch your performance carefully from now on.
Just hope you don’t mess it up in the end.”
"Then you just wait and see."
After saying this, Tang Ze started the car and took Conan to the apartment location provided by the other party.
Although it was still early for the agreed time of eight o'clock, they were the ones who needed help after all, so they naturally could not be late. After arriving early, they waited in the car.
However, when the agreed time came at 8 o'clock, there was still no call, and no one was seen downstairs in the apartment building.
But the other party had the privilege of being late, so the two of them had no choice but to wait patiently.
"So much time has passed, it's already half past eight. Normally, I wouldn't be that late." After waiting for another half an hour, Conan looked at his watch and frowned.
"Let's go down and take a look." Tang Ze opened the car door and walked towards the apartment with Conan.
The two went to the apartment lobby and pressed the pager at the front desk, but unfortunately no one responded to Room 305 where the other party was.
"Did something delay you?" Conan took out his phone and said hesitantly, "Should I give him another call?"
Just as Conan was struggling, the automatic door behind him sensed someone coming and opened automatically.
Hearing the sound of the automatic door behind him, Tang Ze turned around to look, only to see that the man behind him suddenly raised a pistol.
Almost as a conditioned reflex, the gentleman's stick in Tang Ze's hand suddenly jumped up, and when the opponent's gun was completely unprepared, he directly knocked the gun in his hand to the ground.
All this was done almost in a flash, and it was not until the moment the gun fell to the ground that Conan realized what had just happened, and cold sweat instantly climbed up his back.
But in fact, all of this is under Tang Ze's control, and it is not as dangerous as Conan imagined.
With Tang Ze's dynamic vision and nerve reflexes, from the moment he discovered that the other party was holding a gun in his hand and was very close to them, everything was under Tang Ze's control.
The distance between the two people was no more than 2 meters. In order to disguise himself as an old man, Tang Ze even used a gentleman's stick. Anyone who pulled out a gun within this range would be countered by Tang Ze.
After all, in his eyes, the opponent's movements seemed to be slowed down. By accelerating to increase the distance, he could easily "intercept" the opponent's next move before he could fully raise his gun.
The attacker seemed to be caught off guard by this sudden counterattack. He had not expected such an unexpected development. Even when the gun in his hand was knocked out, he subconsciously wanted to pick it up.
But when the cold touch with pressure came from his throat, the man stopped unconsciously.
"Who are you, you bastard?"
Conan asked solemnly, looking at the man with medium-length hair.
“Wait, wait, wait…”
The man didn't seem to have anticipated this. Looking at the murderous old man in front of him, and feeling the increasing force coming from the tip of the stick on his neck, he raised his hands in a panic and quickly explained:
"You are my grandfather's friends, I was just playing a prank!!"
"Prank?" Conan was stunned when he heard this, a little surprised.
"It's true! If you don't believe me, just look at that gun and you'll know."
The man quickly said, "That's not a real gun, it's a model gun. I'm just kidding!"
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