old road
Cardiac arrest.
"ah--"
Chen Yingsheng screamed uncontrollably, not because of fear, but because she was captured by fear itself.
She woke up from her kaleidoscope recliner, gasping for air.
Someone handed her a bottle of ice water and she drank the whole bottle, even squeezing the bottle flat.
The heavy and rapid heartbeat returned, beating in the chest again and again.
"How do you feel? Do you need to go to the hospital?" Lao Wang stared at her closely.
Chen Yingsheng shook his head: "No need."
She sat up straight: "Can the Holy Grail really record everything in the kaleidoscope?"
"We don't know." Li Ying sighed, but she quickly comforted Chen Yingsheng, "Even if Jianxia and his organization knew about the Kaleidoscope, it's not your fault."
"We didn't take into account Ren Shanshan's resistance. You have done your best to explore to this extent despite her non-cooperation."
Chen Yingsheng asked: "Universal Building——"
"We've sent someone." Lao Wang interrupted her, "Go home and get some sleep first. You look so scary."
"There is one more question." Chen Yingsheng added, "The last question."
Lao Wang wanted to knock her out and put her in a car to take her back to the detective agency.
"I entered the Kaleidoscope three times, and each time I got something from the strange story before leaving."
Chen Yingsheng grabbed a handful of air, as if recalling the feel of it:
"Su Li's kaleidoscope gave me a handful of gold dust, Liu Tianyi's kaleidoscope gave me a piece of macaron-colored cover paper, and Ren Shanshan's kaleidoscope gave me a handful of yellow paper ash."
"It doesn't sound like a coincidence." Lao Wang touched his bald head, "We will communicate with the inventor of the kaleidoscope about what you said. You go back to sleep first."
He sent Chen Yingsheng out the door and said, "If you have anything to say recently, please contact Xiao Zuo. I'm too busy to reply you immediately."
When Chen Yingsheng came out of the Super Management Bureau, he found that it was bright outside and it was already daytime.
She left her car in the yard, took a taxi home and fell asleep.
Halfway through her sleep, Chen Yingsheng felt so thirsty that she had to force herself to open her eyes and went downstairs in a daze to get some water.
When she opened the bedroom door, she saw Chen Tu sitting on a stool on the second-floor corridor, leisurely admiring the glazed ceiling.
It was a dream.
Chen Yingsheng was very disappointed. She wanted to drink some water and didn’t want to dream. She didn’t want to see the long-dead Chen Tu even in her dreams. But she still greeted him out of habit:
"Morning, Lao Lu."
Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if she hadn't had water for 800 years. Chen Tu handed her the hot water cup next to the stool:
"Drink some water, Xiaolu."
Ever since she learned the two four-character idioms "推新出新" and "老马识路" in the fifth grade of primary school, she never called Chen Tu "Dad" again and always called him Lao Lu.
Chen corresponds to old and aged, and Tu corresponds to road.
Chen Tu gladly accepted and began to call her Xiaolu. They got along for many years in a way that others could not understand, until Chen Tu passed away.
It is difficult to explain how they get along with each other. They are friends, master and apprentice, and detective Shrike and his assistant.
Even during the two years when Chen Yingsheng was very rebellious, Chen Tu claimed to be her roommate.
Except that they are not father and daughter.
Chen Yingsheng took his cup, opened it and smelled it first.
It is hard to describe Chen Tu's taste in tea, which can be simply summarized as tangerine peel plus everything.
He could even soak tangerine peel and cold brew coffee concentrate together. That thing couldn't be called water, it could only be called an indescribable, unsightly, and inexpressible ancient god. Whoever drank it would wear a mask of pain.
But Chen Yingsheng was really thirsty, and she hadn’t drunk the Laolu brand tea blind box for a long time, and she actually missed it a little.
She closed her eyes and took a bite.
It was okay, tangerine peel and lemon juice, not tasty but drinkable, she tilted her head back and drank it all.
"It tastes good, right?" Chen Tu said proudly.
He looked very happy. Chen Yingsheng didn't know whether he wanted him to be happy or whether he was the one in his memory who was happy.
Sometimes having a good memory can be a problem. Chen Yingsheng ordered her brain to stop searching the memory bank. She grabbed the stool from under Chen Tu's butt:
"It's so unpalatable. Please sit down for a while."
Chen Tu complained: "Why are you so overbearing?"
They looked up at the glazed roof quietly. In their dream, the daylight was just right and the glazed roof was illuminated brightly, which was really worth appreciating.
Chen Tu said: "A few days ago, I went to have my will notarized."
It's coming. Chen Yingsheng felt a headache. Her brain began to automatically retrieve this memory and she already knew what Chen Tu's next sentence would be.
"Zhuge accompanied me there, it was quite troublesome."
Zhuge Yanmiao is Chen Tu's friend, a lawyer with an exaggerated name. Everyone calls him Zhuge, and no one cares how to pronounce the last two characters.
"Part of the money was used to buy insurance, and part was put into a family trust fund. The firm is yours, and you can sell the car if you don't like it."
"Oh yeah, divided into two."
At that time, Chen Yingsheng was about to take the college entrance examination, and she was too lazy to ask him why he suddenly made a will, and she didn't want to know why there were two copies.
In other words, she felt deep down that Chen Tu could do whatever he wanted with his money and she didn't want to and shouldn't interfere.
She should have asked more.
Asking one more question might reveal Chen Fanfan's background, rather than waiting until Chen Tu died to find out that he had an adopted son.
So Chen Yingsheng asked: "Why two?"
"How strange! You never asked this before." Chen Tu smiled, the light reflected from the colored glaze reflected on his face. "Why do you suddenly ask this question? Is this an imaginary world?"
......
Chen Yingsheng woke up from a nightmare.
She felt a little depressed. She didn't expect that being deceived by the swordsman would have such a big impact on her, so big that she had nightmares.
The dream was fake, but the thirst was real, so Chen Yingsheng went downstairs to get some water.
She slept until dark and it was almost eight o'clock now.
Chen Yingsheng was drinking water, looking at his phone and walking, and as expected, he tripped over a chair.
"careful."
Chen Fanfan reminded her and used telekinesis to catch the flying cup and water.
He controlled the cup to fly back to Chen Yingsheng's hand, and the water slowly fell into the bottom of the cup.
Telekinesis, what a convenient superpower. Chen Yingsheng shook the cup and sighed silently.
She asked: "When did you come? Have you eaten?"
Chen Fanfan has the key to the office. He is a freshman in high school and usually lives in the school dormitory. On Sundays, he sometimes goes back to his own home, sometimes to Zhang Zhigang's home, and sometimes comes to the office to find Chen Yingsheng.
Zhang Zhigang was Chen Tu's client and had commissioned Chen Tu to investigate the death of his biological son. Later, Chen Tu adopted Chen Fanfan and gave him to Zhang Zhigang to raise.
There was a pile of papers and exercise books on the table in the living room. It was obvious that Chen Fanfan had been here for some time. Chen Yingsheng could see it, but she just wanted to ask.
Chen Fanfan replied: "I came in the afternoon and ordered takeout for dinner. I also ordered one for you. It's in the refrigerator."
“What to order”
“Omurice.”
"I don't want to eat that. Go to Taozi Restaurant and cook two dishes for me." Chen Yingsheng ordered him bluntly.
Although there is a big age gap between the two, Chen Fanfan was not raised by Chen Tu, so Chen Yingsheng naturally does not have the messy feudal dregs of an elder sister being like a mother. They are just an oppressed younger brother and a sister who oppresses him.
Chen Yingsheng took out two hundred cash from the drawer and stuffed it directly into Chen Fanfan's hand, leaving him no room to refuse.
Chen Fanfan took a deep breath and said, "It's eight o'clock. Aren't you hungry? Why do you want me to go so far?"
"It's not far. You can ride a bike for 25 minutes round trip. Add the time it takes to order and wait for the food, and you'll be back in less than an hour."
"I want eight-treasure tofu and pine nut corn. I don't want the rice from Taozi's restaurant. I want the purple rice from next door."
There is a pile of cash in the drawer. Some of Chen Yingsheng's customers are not convenient to pay online and prefer to pay in cash.
Remembering the 16 yuan given by Ren Shanshan's mother, Chen Yingsheng took out five 100-yuan bills and handed them to Chen Fanfan without any explanation.
Chen Fanfan didn't take it. He seemed a little hurt: "I have money, I don't need you to give it to me."
Chen Yingsheng finally came to her senses. Children of this age are always very sensitive. Chen Fanfan had heard some rumors from somewhere and was always afraid that those rumors would affect their relationship as siblings.
Scratching his hair with some regret, Chen Yingsheng put away the money: "I know you have money, but I'm not giving it to you. I'm starving to death, you go quickly, I'm going to start the countdown."
Chen Fanfan laughed again: "Sister, do you think you are employing a minor?"
"What's wrong with being a minor? Minors of your age can open their own shop." Chen Yingsheng suddenly thought of Lina. She had slept for so long and wondered how Lina and her mother were doing.
She was about to call out to Chen Fanfan, but he had already disappeared.
If we wait for Chen Fanfan to come back before eating, it will probably be 9 o'clock, and the vegetable market will be closed by then, so we won't have time to find Lina.
Chen Yingsheng called his brother, but he didn't answer, so he had to send a text message:
[A client suddenly asked me to have dinner with him, so don’t buy it. If you buy it, put it in the refrigerator first and I will eat it tomorrow.]
She didn't drive her car back, so she could only scan a shared bicycle and ride to Shuguang Vegetable Market.
Fortunately, the vegetable market was not far from the office. Chen Yingsheng felt dizzy and very hungry after riding for a while.
She went upstairs and headed straight to Lolina's rice noodle stand: "Boss, give me a bowl of beef noodles."
Lolina was surprised to see her: "It's you!"
He quickly stopped her and said, "Don't scan the code. I promised to treat you."
Soon, Chen Yingsheng found a place to sit down with a heavy bowl of noodles.
Although she was clearly hungry, she hesitated when faced with a bowl of clear soup noodles.
Danjiang City is a northern port city, and its special cuisine is mostly heavy, salty, fragrant, oily, and high in carbohydrates. This clear soup noodle is not popular.
It is better to say that noodles are more popular than rice noodles in Danjiang. There must be a reason why Luo Chunxi's rice noodles can stand out among a bunch of pasta.
Chen Yingsheng gave up adding chili and vinegar to the soup. She picked up a handful of noodles along with a piece of beef with her chopsticks and stuffed it directly into her mouth.
It’s so delicious.
The smooth and delicate rice vermicelli has a completely different texture from noodles, and it actually feels chewy when you bite it.
The rice noodles are soaked in the mellow and delicious beef bone soup, fully absorbing the essence of the soup and taste better than meat.
Put down your chopsticks and take a sip of the soup. The warm soup slides over the tip of your tongue, delicate and soft. The deliciousness of the beef and the unique flavor of the spices blend perfectly.
Chen Yingsheng ate all the noodles without hesitation and asked for a bowl of soup to drink slowly.
The soup was delicious. Chen Yingsheng could imagine Lolina getting up at dawn to make soup.
A loud male voice interrupted her thoughts: "Boss, give me a bowl of noodles and a plate of smashed cucumbers!"
The man who came was wearing a mask. In the cold winter, he even rolled up his sleeves, revealing his forearms.
Lolina replied: "I sell rice noodles, not cucumbers."
The masked man impatiently took out a bag of cucumbers and said, "You can take a picture of what I bought and charge me a processing fee."
He scanned the payment code and stopped at the payment interface: "You decide how much."
"I don't sell cucumbers." Lolina didn't even touch the bag in front of her.
"Why are you so stubborn?" the masked man got angry. "You don't even take the business that comes to your door. You don't know how to adapt!"
“We don’t sell smashed cucumbers, nor do we provide processing services.”
The masked man threw the cucumber on the ground: "What's your attitude? I'm going to complain about you and give you a bad review!"
Lolina asked coldly: "Do you still want more fans? If not, I'm closing the shop."
"You're still excited!" The masked man pointed at Lolina's nose, "Let me tell you, I'm a regular customer of your boss. She gives me cucumbers every time I come. If you don't give me any, I'll complain to her and ask her to fire you!"
Hearing this, Lolina hesitated slightly.
She didn't know why the man insisted on eating smashed cucumbers, and her intuition told her that she shouldn't do it, but her mother had cooked it for him, which meant that smashed cucumbers were okay.
The masked man saw her hesitation and softened his attitude: "You are new here, right? You haven't seen me before. I always come here to eat and I am very familiar with the boss."
He picked up a cucumber and Lorena reached out to take it.
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