hell [suspense]

"There are at least 30 to [-] people serving in the museum. If they are all in the same situation as Chen Hu, why don't they ask for help?"

Qin Yan remembers very clearly that the owner of the museum—the old man said that he opened the service hall because those people could not find suitable jobs. Firstly, it gave those dwarfs a job to earn a living, and secondly, they paid very little. With the money, I can massage the feet and cut hair of those big brothers who are farming, carrying big bags, etc., so that they can relax after a tiring day.

The starting point is good, and it is beneficial to both the server and the served, but if it is true as they currently guess, those little people who are busy in the museum are not born with short stature, but because they shrunk after taking the medicine and got into the museum. It's a different matter if you do not easy work every day.

When they went to press their feet earlier, they knew that the people inside could speak normally. If it was really Chen Hu, the county magistrate, why didn't they run and ask for help?Except for the shrinkage of their bodies, Ye Yu and Qin Yan didn't find anything wrong with them, and their limbs could move normally.

Ye Yu thought for a while: "Why don't we go over there again? Then the old man must know something?"

Qin Yan thought it was okay, and the two went downstairs to fill their stomachs casually, and rushed to the door of the "Little Service Hall". It was still early, and although the door was open, there were no customers outside or inside, which was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle in the evening. Compared.

"Old Qin, I remembered that last time I went inside to find that smell, I went around the hall several times, but except for No. [-], I didn't smell that smell on anyone else." Ye Yu and Qin Yan Standing against the wall outside the service hall, it seems inappropriate for them to go in and find someone to massage their feet early in the morning, "If everyone else is in the same situation as No. [-], why is only No. [-] smelling like medicine?"

Qin Yan nodded slightly. It was indeed a question. With so many servers, if everyone smelled of medicine, they must have smelled it a long time ago: "Let's split up."

"How to do it?"

The service hall charges low fees, and most of the people who come to consume are working people with low income. During the day, they have to farm or go to work, so there are no customers in the hall during the day. The old man who entertained them came over immediately: "This distinguished guest, what service do you need?"

"My hair is a little long, can I cut it short?"

The uncle smiled and said: "Of course, but the little old man rarely sees distinguished guests come so early, please come inside."

Qin Yan originally had a serious face, and his expression was also cold. It was his true nature to not speak and keep a calm face. Facing the uncle's question, Qin Yan just replied "um" lightly.

The uncle probably felt that the guest was unwilling to talk to him, so he closed his mouth wisely, opened the curtain and shouted inside: "No. [-], cut the guest's hair."

Qin Yan: "Last time it was No. [-], isn't he here today?"

"I'm here, but the people here work in shifts, and the number two is now resting." The uncle was cheerful, told the number three to be careful and went out.

Qin Yan sat down on the chair and stared at the person standing in front of him with downcast eyes—he was short in stature and limbs, but upon closer inspection, there were wrinkles of different shades on the skin of the neck and the back of the hands: "How old are you? "

No. [-] didn't expect Qin Yan to ask him, so he said in a low voice, "Over forty years old."

"Where are you from?" Qin Yan didn't mean to ask him to trim his hair, and asked himself the question.

No. [-] rubbed the corners of his clothes uneasily, still lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, we can't chat too much with the guests, please lie down, and I'll cut your hair for you."

Qin Yan continued to stare at No. [-], and doubts arose in his heart again. His thinking was very clear, his speech was very orderly, and he was not in a state of unconsciousness after taking medicine. The street was outside, and the county government was not far away. So why don't you ask for help?

Ye Yu couldn't find a black cloth strip to cover his face temporarily, so he could only cover the lower half of his face with his hands, and jumped into the backyard of the service hall from the side wall. During the daytime, it was a busy time, but the backyard was so quiet that even one person Can't see the shadow.

He ran around the backyard with his internal strength, but found nothing. Ye Yu observed the structure. There was smoke coming from a place on the left, which might be the kitchen or something. Ye Yu jumped over immediately.

No. [-] sent Qin Yan away, feeling puzzled. The customer said he wanted a haircut. He just cut the end of his hair with scissors, but the customer said it was ok, and went out to pay without washing his hair.

However, this person doesn't seem to be rushing to cut his hair...

Qin Yan returned to the inn, and just sat down, Ye Yu flew in from the window with a whimper, and rushed straight at Qin Yan, still yelling, "Old Qin, it's terrible!"

Qin Yan subconsciously reached out and took Ye Yu into his arms, then quickly threw Ye Yu aside with a disgusted face: "What are you making such a fuss about?"

"Guess what I saw in the backyard of the service hall?" Ye Yu didn't have time to worry about Qin Yan throwing him out, "I saw a person in the backyard, you will never know who it is!"

Qin Yan looked at him.

"Do you remember the second county we went to? The missing one was the magistrate. His master told us that the magistrate's right leg was injured and he walked with a limp, right?"

Qin Yan also remembered this matter, and they later confirmed it to several servants and family servants, and it should be correct.

"The man I saw in the backyard is limping on his right leg." After a pause, Ye Yu added, "Of course, he is also in the state of a dwarf."

First, No. [-] had the same mole on the cheek as Chen Hu, and then another had the same limp on the right leg as the county magistrate. The possibility of coincidence became smaller and smaller, and the probability of coincidence increased a lot.

"I walked around the backyard twice, and saw many people working behind, cooking, washing vegetables, washing clothes, chopping firewood, and doing everything."

Ye Yu rested his chin with both hands; "I still don't understand. If they really became like this after being drugged, at least their actions are normal and their minds should be clear. Why don't they run away? That's right, How are you doing?"

"Same as your opinion, I spoke a few words with the people inside, and I feel that they are all sober and have no symptoms of overdose and unclear head."

This is even more strange, obviously you can save yourself, why don't you take action?Chen Hu and the county magistrate used to live a life of rich clothes and fine food, but now they serve people every day, and they are tired all day long, not to mention, their bodies have become like this, and they still can't contact their families, so it's not voluntary. ?

In other words, there should be some kind of mysterious power that made those people voluntarily stay in the museum in the form of dwarfs to serve the public. The effect of that power is far greater than their desire to return to their own homes to enjoy the blessings.

Qin Yan said: "The premise is that the missing people have indeed entered the service center."

Ye Yu squinted his eyes, and the eyeballs rolled around in it: "Then let's test it."

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