The Blood Hourglass

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The two of us separated from each other and carefully found the house number, but it didn't seem to be so easy. I really don't know how the young woman met, in such a hard-to-find place.

"Miss, how much is it?" When I was worrying, a middle-aged man in a suit and shoes walked up to me and asked.

"How much is it?" I was taken aback for a moment, and then asked puzzledly.

"How much is it for a night?" He spoke with full officialdom, which made people think so.

"......"what's up? Although the weather is not so good today, it is very gloomy, but it is still broad daylight! When I looked at my watch, it was exactly twelve o'clock. As for now, come out to find a woman? Besides, this seemingly decent person actually treats me as that kind of woman. Could it be that I am a bit like those women? The clothes on your body, the words and the expressions on your face? I am really speechless.

"How much is it for a time?" He still asked in a grand and gentle tone. If it weren't for what he was saying to me now, no matter how I acted, I wouldn't have thought that he would come to the streets of Sanxiang for fun.

"Sorry, you misunderstood, she is not the person you are looking for, she is my friend, we just came here to find someone." I don't know when, Sinmo has come to my side and replied for me.

"Oh, I should say I'm sorry. I took the liberty." He politely apologized to us, and then left very disappointed.

"What's the matter with him? He still treats me like those women in broad daylight. Am I really a little bit like those women?" I was a little angry. This is the first time someone has such a short-eyed look. This is just for me. An insult.

"What is the difference between day and night, if necessary, who cares whether day or night!" Sinmo explained to me; "As for, do you look like those women? Not at all, but those women sometimes do Like you, they pretend to be in various ways in order to attract men."

"Various appearances?" I don't know what the various appearances in his mouth look like. Are they like me?

"Yeah! Look there." Sinmo said and pointed to me. Looking in the direction of his hand, there is a female student standing there. Why can you tell that she is a student at a glance? It's actually very simple, because she is wearing a full set of school uniforms and carrying a schoolbag behind her, giving you a sense of purity.

"Could it be that she is those women?" I couldn't believe it, but seeing was believing. At this moment, a man walked over and said a few words to her, and she was hugged and walked away.

"I don't need to say more now!" Sinmo sighed.

"Forget it, let's keep looking separately!" I suggested.

"No, we can't be separated anymore, or something will happen. The person just now speaks better, otherwise it will be in trouble. You shouldn't want to worry about anything else now!" Sinmo disagrees with my proposal, but he That's right. If you do anything before you find your father, you will have a headache.

"Okay!" I promised. So we looked for the number layer by layer, and at this moment, a door opened next to it, and a man dressed as a lady walked out of it, just as we ran into it head-on.

"Oh, do you two look good? Are you interested in making more money?" She asked first.

"Are you?" Sinmo asked instead of answering her question.

"They all call me Sanpo." She smiled as if looking at two cash cows.

"It turns out that you are the third wife! I heard the name a long time ago, but I didn't see it." Sinmo was flattering. But I am not good at this, so I can only stand quietly and watch them as you come and talk.

"Oh, I'm so famous! What do you think of the question I asked just now?" The third wife clung to us.

"We have to consider this question carefully. Can you reply in a few days?" Sinmo thought for a while and said with some embarrassment.

"Of course you can, but start work one day earlier, but make money one day earlier!" The third wife kept tempting us, as if watching us look at the degenerate young people who came out of the countryside to work but only learned how to eat, drink and play.

"We know this, but now we are looking for a friend. She said that we can let my sister and I stay temporarily for a few days, but we can't find her place." Sinmo looked helpless.

"So it's like this! Did she tell you where she lives? Let's listen, maybe I can give you some pointers." The third wife wanted to help us so enthusiastically.

"She just said No. 105, Sanxiang Street, but we haven't found it yet. We have been looking for it all morning." Sinmo replied somewhat exaggeratedly.

"It turns out that No. 105, no wonder you can't find it! It is not above this house, but below. As I know, it should be a basement. You just have to go down the stairs over there. I will see some rooms. No. 105 should be in those rooms." The third wife made it very clear and really helped a lot.

"San Po, thank you very much, if it weren't for you to tell us, I don't know when we will find it!" Sinmo thanked San Po.

"Thank you. When the time comes, just remember to find my third wife." The third wife smiled so as to hide the wrinkles, and said that she took a business card from her small bag and handed it to us.

"Then let's go first, and we'll find you in a few days." Sinmo said, accepting the business card, and then said goodbye.

"Okay, I'll talk to you about the details of the work at that time." The third wife smiled and watched us leave, but she didn't know that we would never contact her again. As the third wife said, we walked down the only staircase.

"Unexpectedly, I still have this capital." Sinmo sighed suddenly.

"Do you want to change jobs?" I just thought it was ridiculous. Is that third wife really blind? Even people like us don’t know what identity they have. If I don’t dress very well, but the clothes on Sinmo are all world-famous brands, it shouldn’t be affordable for people who are too poor to betray their flesh!

"Yes, but it's not the kind of work that the third wife said." Sinmo smiled and turned to look at me.

"Is there a job better than being a president in the world?" If it's a job, isn't Sinmo already at the highest point?

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