[Stolen Pen] Wangmeng's Little Black Hole's Road to Escape

A few days later, Wu Xie came back from Jinan and rushed to his store. As soon as he entered the store, he saw Wang Meng playing with a mobile phone.

When Wu Xie entered, Wang Meng hadn't heard his footsteps. When Wu Xie approached, he realized that Wang Meng was not playing any game, but that there was a 360 system in his mobile phone, and his thumb was dragging the little The rocket didn't move, and the phone vibrated violently in his hand, as if he was just holding the little rocket in a daze.

"Ahem, Wang Meng!" Wu Xie cleared his throat twice and shouted, seeing Wang Meng's shoulders shake successfully, Wu Xie smiled, feeling like he had succeeded in a prank.

"Ah...boss, when did you come back?" Wang Meng hurriedly stood up and asked.

Wu Xie sat down on the chair, crossed his legs, and said, "Is this how you look at the store when I'm not there?"

Wang Meng scratched his head, smiled, and finally let go of the little rocket, turned off his phone and stood there, saying, "Why, am I just checking to see if there are any customers calling for consultation?"

Wu Xie wanted to roll his eyes at him.

"Boss, when did you come back? Why didn't you call me?" Wang Meng asked.

"I..." Wu Xie paused, "I came back last night, and I didn't call you because I came back too late." For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to say that he just came from the station.

"Oh... By the way, boss, what happened to the things we brought out from the tomb?" Wang Meng pulled a chair from the side, sat down and asked.

"That, originally the third uncle took it for appraisal," Wu Xie glanced at Wang Meng, as if considering whether to tell him.

Wang Meng, who was looking at his phone, felt that Wu Xie had stopped, so he raised his head to look at him.

"That gold silk silk is said to be fake, a fake." Wu Xie stared straight at Wang Meng, wanting to see Wang Meng's reaction.

"How come? Didn't we take it out of the tomb with our own hands?" Wang Meng frowned.

"Third Uncle said that maybe it was that boring... that young man who was with us ran to change it." Wu Xie mentioned it casually.

"It won't be him." Wang Meng was sure of this.

"Are you so sure?" Wu Xie raised an eyebrow.

"I've been walking with him all the way, it can't be him." Wang Meng silently slandered, it is basically impossible for Zhang Qiling to do this.

"I think so too." Wu Xie suddenly relaxed and said, "But I didn't tell Third Uncle, he seems to be sure that it was that person who did it."

"Hmm..." This is a bit troublesome.

"Then there is another box?" Wang Meng asked.

"Wait, let me show you something." As Wu Xie said, he went to look through his backpack. He rummaged through it in a mess, but he finally took out something. It was a small copper fish. But it is very delicate, especially the eyebrows above the fish's eyes, which look like a snake and are lifelike.

"This is what was taken out of that box." Wu Xie pointed to the thing on the table, "The name is snake eyebrow copper fish"

Wang Meng looked at it and asked, "Is this the only way to put this in such a big box?"

"Well, if the third uncle didn't trick me, he would recognize this thing, and it has some origins." Wu Xie paused, "The amount of information is a bit large, this snake-browed copperfish is a seafood, and the third uncle also has one, he said He fell into a sea fight when he was young."

"It was Uncle San who went down with a woman named Chen Wenjin and a group of people. Later, when something happened to them, only Uncle San came out of that group."

"Where are the others?" Wang Meng asked.

"It's all gone, I don't know where to go." Wu Xie sighed, and suddenly remembered something, and found a black and white photo from his bag, "Third Uncle's words sounded half-truth to me, but I still don't know what this photo is. I really don’t know if it’s true or not.”

"Let me take a look." Wang Meng leaned over and saw a black and white group photo, "What's wrong?"

"Look, the one squatting in the middle of the first row is my third uncle," Wu Xie pointed at the photo, "Look at the one standing behind him, isn't this the little brother from last time?"

Wang Meng was taken aback for a moment, and when he took a closer look, he really said, "What's wrong?"

"This photo should have been taken more than ten years ago, and wouldn't it be too weird if the person in the photo was that little brother? At that time, he should only be a little bit older." Wu Xie hurriedly explained .

"Uh..." Wang Meng understood that he had taken it for granted, but the photo was really troublesome, so he said, "Maybe it's someone very similar? For example, brother or father or something."

"It is indeed possible...but it always makes people feel suspicious." Wu Xie pondered, and suddenly said: "This time, we have something to do with the group of Americans who were before us last time."

Wang Meng casually said "Oh" to show that he knew.

"Third Uncle went to Xisha alone after telling me all this. I sold the golden jade coffin cover and paid for Pan Zi's medical expenses and I came back when he recovered." Wu Xie was rummaging through something in her bag again, and found something in the shape of a censer and handed it to Wang Meng, "This is the story I used when I was selling that thing."

Wang Meng took it, put it down with a chill, and said, "Boss, you also accept this thing? It's disgusting."

Wu Xie raised her eyebrows, "Do you know what this is?"

Wang Meng waved his hand and said, "I've seen it in some places before. The forbidden women's stove is filled with bone incense. This kind of thing is ground... Let's forget it."

Wu Xie said: "It's not for your use, you put it on the counter on the left, yes, it's there, someone will always like it."

"Tsk tsk... By the way, boss, what about the agreed salary increase?" Wang Meng suddenly remembered this, and asked Wu Xie.

"Master, I'm poor recently... When I get rich, I'll add it to you depending on your performance." Wu Xie said casually, leaning on the back of the chair.

Alas, I just knew, "Forget about the salary increase, you don't need to deduct my salary." Wang Meng said with a sigh.

"What? Young Master, I will do what I say..." Wu Xie was interrupted by Wang Meng before he could finish speaking.

"That's it, I need to ask for a day off today. If you give me a day off, it will be considered that my salary has been increased."

"...Okay." Wu Xie looked at Wang Meng, and then asked, "Why do you suddenly have to ask for leave?" Do you have a date?

"It's okay, I just want to go back to sleep." Wang Meng said casually, with his head down, fiddling with something in the drawer.

"Not feeling well?" Wu Xie walked up to him and looked at him and asked.

Wang Meng's complexion was not very good, Wu Xie suddenly remembered that Wang Meng was still taking a cold shower before, and wanted to ask if he had caught a cold?Thinking this way, he wanted to reach out to check the temperature of Wang Meng's forehead, but Wang Meng dodged it.

"..." Wang Meng smiled at Wu Xie after being stunned, "I'm fine, I just want to go back to sleep."

Yeah?Wu Xie withdrew his hand, without saying anything else, and casually agreed to Wang Meng's request for leave.

Before Wang Meng left, he stood at the door and waved goodbye to him. Wu Xie managed to see Wang Meng's gloves again. They were only made in summer. Wouldn't it be boring to wear gloves?

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