Chapter 32 Stockpiling. Can’t Stop
She walked to the door of the beautiful woman. It was frosted glass, so she couldn't see what was going on inside. She tried pushing it, and it was pretty solid. But it could be broken even with a stone nail.
I'd better study the lock first, and try not to use violence when possible.
Ten minutes have passed...I want to break down the door.
Just as she was struggling, the elevator rang, and then Aunt Zhang appeared at the elevator entrance with a mop.
"Little girl, can't you get in? You have to pay me the fee and I will open the door for you." After saying that, she took out a bunch of keys.
"How much?" Chu An asked tentatively.
"Not much, fifty a week. I just come here every day for her to check if the door lock is broken and if anyone is coming."
"So am I included in your report?"
Aunt Zhang took a step forward and hid herself in the shadows. "Little girl, I haven't been able to contact her for two weeks. Based on my experience, she won't come back. Besides, even if she comes back, I didn't enter the room, so no one can find me. You should go in today, and I should report to her. Then we can pretend that we have never met."
In her heart, she gave this aunt a cunning and treacherous memorial archway, "I'll give you five hundred, and you sell me the key."
Aunt Zhang readily agreed and called up the payment code.
Chu An paid five hundred yuan, and Aunt Zhang came out from the shadows, her wrinkles so wide that they could kill a fly. She quickly took out the key and gave it to her, then left tactfully.
There's nothing wrong with people like Aunt Zhang. They have goals, are willing to endure hardships, know how to protect themselves, don't cross the line, and make a living with their own abilities. They can live a good life in the end times.
Chu An watched her get on the elevator, and only went into the house after he saw the number keys go down, locking the door.
The room was dark and I felt around the wall for a long time before I found the switch.
Turning on the lights, I saw that this was a suite. The outer room was about 80 square meters, with two rows of dressing tables with mirrors in the middle, on which were scattered some cosmetics and beauty tools.
There are many display cabinets on the surrounding walls, except for the doors.
The display cabinet contains liquid foundation, concealer, loose powder, eye shadow, eyeliner, eyebrow pencil, eyebrow powder, eyebrow tint, mascara, blush, shadow powder, highlighter, setting spray and lipstick.
There is nothing much to say. The dressing table, display cabinet and the things inside were all put into the space, and the outer room immediately became brighter.
She opened the door to the inner room again, and with the help of the light from the outer room, she saw three rows of shelves standing side by side, all the way to the ceiling. The items on the shelves were skin care product sets.
When I went in and turned on the light, I saw that the inner room was not filled with ordinary shelves, but an integrated cabinet with the function of adjusting temperature and humidity.
The cabinets are filled with skincare products from big brands like SKII, Dior, Chanel, Yang Shulin, La Mer, Polaroid, Decorte, Helena Rubinstein, Sisley, etc.
In addition to the sets, there are also classic models of various brands, including lotions, emulsions, essences, face creams, eye creams, facial masks and perfumes.
A rough calculation showed that there were at least a hundred sets of each brand on the shelf. Each single product was placed in a pile, with at least twenty bottles in each pile.
She was like an emotionless harvester, leaving no grain behind wherever she went, but in fact her heart was already bubbling with joy.
When I got to the innermost part, I found a small warehouse. When I opened it, I saw more than twenty cardboard boxes piled inside.
Tear open a corner of everything, you will find hand mask, foot mask, hair mask, hand cream, body lotion, shampoo, conditioner, as well as a makeup mirror, beauty instrument and beauty tools.
Total income space.
When I came out of the film and television base, it was already eleven o'clock. The girl at the front desk had also gotten off work. She put on beautiful makeup and was waiting for someone to pick her up at the door.
When Chu An got into the car, he saw her getting into a G-Class with a smile on her face. No matter what the relationship between the two was, this smile would never be seen again in the apocalypse.
We found another self-service gas station to refuel our car and motorcycle and continue this unforgettable night.
The next morning, I was so sleepy that I took a short nap in the car. I couldn't sleep well and didn't enter the space.
About twenty minutes later, I heard someone knocking on the car window. I woke up instantly and found a kitchen knife in his hand.
After seeing clearly that it was the handsome guy who had interrogated him with the police last time, he slowly exhaled and slowly lowered the car window.
Handsome guy, "Why stop here?"
Chu An, "Leave now."
Handsome guy, "Take out your ID card."
Chu An quietly put the kitchen knife into the space, and cooperated by taking out his ID card and handing it to him.
He looked at the ID card and asked with a little surprise, "You're only fifteen?"
Chu An gave a smile that he thought was sweet, "Yes."
“Do you have a driver’s license?”
"......"
"What did you do in the northern suburbs last time?"
"......"
The handsome guy's eyes flickered, and Chu An was a little confused. If he hadn't known that he was a policeman, he would have driven away long ago.
Suddenly, he leaned over the car window and asked sharply, "The car is not yours. Where did you find it?"
Chu An leaned back subconsciously. Did they find a body? No, if they found something, would he still be here?
"I have reasonable suspicion that you stole this car. Come with me to the police station."
Chu An blinked and looked at him innocently, "Uncle Police, I don't have a driver's license, but I didn't steal the car. This car belongs to my neighbor."
The handsome guy was a little helpless. "Girl, you have a good mentality. To tell you the truth, I have been watching you for two days. I don't care who you do business with or what you buy or sell. I just want to know if you saw this person when you stole the car."
He showed the screen on his phone, which showed a graduation photo of young men all wearing police uniforms.
He zoomed in on one of the men's portraits. His pointed chin, high nose bridge, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were particularly attractive. He smiled at the camera, with a small dimple on his right cheek. His face was childish and youthful. It was Guang Qi.
"Your eyes tell me that you have seen it."
"I haven't seen it." Chu An knew that he was lying to him, so he answered calmly, even staring into his eyes and saying it again.
"Hehe... My name is Wang Ce." The handsome guy obviously didn't believe her answer, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he pulled out the QR code and said, "Add me on WeChat."
Chu An hesitated. Cell phones were almost useless in the apocalypse, so it didn’t matter whether she added it or not. In order to avoid trouble, she still added it.
"This man is called Shen Xun, and he is a very good policeman. His family has been policemen for three generations. Grandpa Shen died on the job, and Father Shen reactivated Grandpa Shen's police number. Unfortunately, twenty years ago, he was stabbed thirteen times while chasing a suspect and also died. Shen Xun reactivated his father's police number, and he was selected for a special mission right after he entered college."
Chu An clenched his fist and then quickly unclenched it, "Then you should go find him as soon as possible."
Wang Ce looked a little surprised, "Have you not checked your phone recently?"
Children nowadays cannot live without their mobile phones. Even if they don’t pay attention to current events, they can still see news popping up about the police in City C uncovering a large-scale drug smuggling case.
What's more, in recent days, various video websites have been reposting the names of the six police officers who died, and Shen Xun is one of them. It's a pity that in order to protect his family, his photo can only be a blank page.
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