Chapter 21 The entire Pingjiang District Public Security Bureau was mobilized...
Guan Xia waited for a while and handed the man some lettuce and spinach she had picked.
The man quickly tossed it onto the scale to weigh it, then pulled out a plastic bag and said casually, "Sister, you only bought this much. It's not enough. It's only enough for a rabbit to eat halfway."
The man put the weighed vegetables into the plastic bag without delay, "One dollar and two cents, just give me one dollar."
The dish was so cheap that Guan Xia felt a little embarrassed and quickly scanned the code.
The next old lady waiting to be weighed smiled and said, "You're such a busybody. You're so concerned about how much other people eat. These days, young girls are obsessed with beauty. They feed themselves like cats. And they even do all this intermittent fasting. My granddaughter is just like that. She's only fifteen or sixteen, but after going out for hot pot with her classmates, she has to do intermittent fasting. Not only does she go hungry all day, but the next night she boils a bunch of green leafy vegetables, adds just a little bit of salt, and forces them into her mouth. It makes me lose my appetite."
The man didn't hand the plastic bag directly to Guan Xia. Instead, he casually put two handfuls of vegetables in it before handing it back to her. "You don't have enough to eat. I'll give you some. It's just for free. Don't pay. I'm not short of money."
It was the first time Guan Xia met such an enthusiastic vegetable seller, and she was a little embarrassed to accept the food. The man forced it into her hands and turned around to weigh it for the old lady, talking non-stop while working.
"I didn't mean to intervene. I just saw it and couldn't help but give some advice," the man said cheerfully. "People, health is more important. If nothing else, at least a full stomach gives you the strength to run fast when encountering trouble. I saw the news last night. I don't remember which city it was, but I remember a coward who took revenge on society by driving a car onto the sidewalk, killing and injuring several people. I'm not cursing anyone, I just feel that you never know when you'll run into a psychopath. If you're hungry, you can't run away even if you want to."
The man looked at Guan Xia and said, "Big sister, I really don't mean to meddle in other people's business. I just think it's good for young girls like you to be healthy. Don't worry about what others think of you. Being fat is a blessing. What's more, you are not fat. Eat as much as you can."
The man packed the food for the old lady and handed it to her. "11.4, just give me 11."
The old lady smiled and paid the bill. Before leaving, she asked, "Will you come back tomorrow morning? My son and daughter-in-law have been working overtime lately, and they've all eaten the dumplings and wontons I made for them. I'm thinking of making some more for them tomorrow, so you've got to come."
The man's expression became a little embarrassed. "Well... I've been coming to your community a lot lately, and the people from other communities in the group aren't too happy about it. They insist I go somewhere else tomorrow."
As soon as the man finished speaking, before the old lady could say anything, the others became unhappy and started talking at once.
"Why do you care what they do? Who told them to stay away?"
"That's right. Not only is it far, but it's also stingy. Every time you go there to sell vegetables, you can't sell all of them. Unlike here, if you can't sell all of them, you can take some of them over when you deliver lunch to your wife at noon."
"If you don't sell here tomorrow, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to bring food to your wife in time? Be careful that she's hungry and you end up sleeping on the sofa."
"If you don't come tomorrow, I'll go to the market and complain to your wife, saying that you were threatened by the old ladies from other neighborhoods in the group."
Seeing the group of old ladies talking more and more outrageously, the man quickly surrendered, "Okay, okay, I'll come tomorrow, I'll come again tomorrow, that's fine, but please don't tell my wife nonsense, the child is sick recently, and she's upset."
The crowd finally died down, and an old lady said, "No wonder you only brought so few dishes today. Maybe your child is sick, so you won't be here this afternoon?"
The man was so busy that he wished he had four arms. He kept talking while he worked. "Yes, I'll be leaving soon after I sell these vegetables. I have to take food to my wife. People live for this hot meal every day. I can't let her go hungry."
"Then I'll tell them in the group chat," the old lady who had just paid opened the message, "tell them to come earlier so you can sell out and leave earlier."
Guan Xia was holding the bag and had planned to buy some more. She was planning to warm up the house tomorrow night anyway, and the food wouldn't go bad in a day. When she heard that the man would come again tomorrow morning, she squeezed out of the crowd and went to the supermarket to buy other ingredients for the malatang.
When she came back with a bunch of things, the tricycle at the entrance of the community was gone. It seemed that it had sold all the things and left.
After returning home, Guan Xia quickly cooked some spicy hot pot and brought it to the table. She then called Pang Le to discuss the housewarming matter with her.
Pang Le should be eating too, and he said vaguely, "Housewarming tomorrow night? Why do we have to do it at night? We won't be together for long and will have to disperse."
Guan Xia poured herself a glass of warm water while using the hands-free mode and said loudly, "As the boss, you can leave whenever you want, but Shi Lu and Dong Lu have to go to work."
Pang Le snorted, "You don't understand this. They are both lawyers. Once they are busy, they are out all day long. If there is something wrong, they can just find an excuse to come out."
Guan Xia sat back in her chair and said, "So, can we change it to tomorrow at noon? That's great. Besides eating, we can also chat and create more opportunities for you and Shi Lu."
"Thank you," Pang Le said halfheartedly, then sarcastically said, "I'm so glad you make a living from your creative work. If I asked you to work, you would definitely be the kind of honest person who wouldn't slack off and die suddenly at work."
Guan Xia curled her lips in disagreement, thinking to herself that she was also a master of slacking off before she traveled through time. At her speed, she could finish the work in half a day, but she insisted on playing while working, always pretending to be extremely busy. When she worked too fast, she would open the spreadsheet and play Gomoku with her slacking partners, and she had never been caught. At the end of the year, she even won an outstanding employee award.
Seeing that Guan Xia didn't refute him, Pang Le laughed twice and quickly changed the subject, "Speaking of which, has Xu Nian contacted you again in the past two days?"
Guan Xia was showing off her wide face and replied incoherently, "No, why? What news have you heard?"
Pang Le suddenly lowered his voice and said very quietly: "I heard a little gossip that the case Xu Nian and his team are responsible for this time is another serial murder case."
Guan Xia nearly choked, pounded his chest, swallowed, and then spoke, "Another serial murder case, and a dismembered corpse."
As Guan Xia spoke, she thought of the fisherman she had seen that day and couldn't help but say, "You really can't judge a person by his appearance. I didn't see that at all when I saw him that day."
Guan Xia paused and asked Pang Le, "Come to think of it, haven't you been practicing martial arts since you were a child? In novels and TV dramas, I've seen that martial artists are always particularly sensitive to those with blood on their hands. Don't you feel anything?"
Pang Le sneered, "That person's covering is even more exaggerated than wearing a mask at night. You can't even see his eyes. How can I see a ghost?"
Guan Xia became interested. "So, if you could see the eyes, you could really sense something?"
Pang Le hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Not really, it's just... I've played so many games that I'm more sensitive to malice and hostility. Of course, if there's no malice or hostility, I definitely won't be able to sense it."
Guan Xia was just about to ask why she didn't notice when she met the murderer in the supermarket that night, but when she heard Pang Le's next sentence, she immediately swallowed the words back into her stomach.
After scooping a meatball from the bottom of the bowl and stuffing it into her mouth, Guan Xia returned to the previous topic. "What else have you heard about Xu Nian and the others' current case, besides it being another serial murder case? Is the license plate number I gave them any use?"
"I don't know," Pang Le guessed, "but it should be useful. Anyway, my ex-boyfriend said that the entire Pingjiang District Public Security Bureau has been mobilized. If there is no investigative direction, it is impossible to send so many people out, right?"
Pang Le made another guess based on the funding. Guan Xia didn't know whether it was true or not, but after analyzing it, she felt that it did make sense.
After finishing their lunch while chatting, Pang Le said she would ask Shi Lu and hung up the phone.
Guan Xia hadn't finished washing the pot when the phone call came back.
As soon as the call got through, Pang Le said, "Shi Guangbo and Dong Yuncheng have both agreed. They'll go to the law firm tomorrow morning and meet at your house around 11 o'clock. Dong Yuncheng also asked me to ask you if you want to cook for yourself. If so, he'll come early to help you. He'll cook it. I can't guarantee the taste, but I can be sure it won't kill you."
Guan Xia was amused. "I prefer to eat without doing anything, so I don't want to cook. I'll draw up a menu for you to see. If you don't have any allergies, I'll arrange for a housekeeper to come tomorrow. You guys just come over and eat and drink."
"That's great," Pang Le also smiled, "It's a pity that I can't taste Dong Yuncheng's cooking. I heard from Shi Lu that his cooking is really delicious."
"Then let's eat there next time we have the chance." Guan Xia replied casually, chatted with Pang Le for a while, hung up the phone and went to study the menu.
Guan Xia originally thought that it could be done quickly, but after being picky and picky and making changes based on Pang Le's feedback, it took him an entire afternoon to confirm it.
After receiving Pang Le's OK message, Guan Xia heated up the leftover spicy hot pot from lunch to make dinner, then went downstairs with the kitchen waste.
To her surprise, after throwing away the garbage, she turned around and saw a little girl sitting alone on the lawn of the community, digging in the mud and playing.
Guan Xia took a closer look and quickly recognized her. This was the little girl who had quarreled with the bald man at the door of Unit 7 in the morning.
It was dark now. A little girl of seven or eight years old was playing alone in the community. Guan Xia was a little worried, but when she saw the old men and women walking back and forth in the community, she felt that there was nothing to worry about. In the end, she just took a look and went upstairs.
Although she felt that their community was relatively safe, Guan Xia moved her evening TV viewing spot to the study because there was a park across the street with a considerable flow of people. People from other communities might want to take a shortcut through their community.
While watching the drama, he would stand up and look downstairs from time to time. It was not until the little girl stopped playing and walked towards Building No. 7 with a plastic shovel that Guan Xia finally breathed a sigh of relief and moved his drama watching position back to the living room.
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