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Volume 1: Storm in the Western Regions Chapter 68: Dead End

This shopkeeper looked quite clever, but he didn't expect that when he did things, he was a walnut. He wouldn't be able to get out of his mind without breaking it! It was like someone selling wine and some selling flowers, but who stipulated that he could not sell wine and flowers together?

Seeing that the "detective" was still talking endlessly, Zhao Rang really wanted to slap him onto the beam of the house, and then fall down and break it!

But now he could only wait patiently and wait until the deputy shopkeeper and his partner paid the money from the counter to give him the mediation fee.

But Zhao Rang thought about it, this person had a benefit! A stupid person would be smart, and no one would believe it even if he told what happened here in the future.

Another point is that he collects money!

No one has any habit, and cannot be interfered with.

Either you are lustful, greedy for money, or you are addicted to alcohol. You have to get a little bit of it, so that this person will appear real.

Especially for this "detective", he is greedy for money and must charge a mediation fee every time. For Tongbao Money House, he is really not afraid of him not opening his mouth, but he doesn't want to force him.

If you take the man's hand, you will have to think about where to point your finger. As for other things, you will be able to explain it clearly.

The deputy shopkeeper went there for almost half an hour before he came back. Zhao Rang asked with a cold face:

"Did I let you send this fool away in just one cup of tea? Why are you doing it slowly!"

The deputy shopkeeper looked aggrieved and said with a humming voice:

"Young Master Zhao, that...that...the key to the silver warehouse has always been carried by Shen Liushu, and the little one smashed the lock under the counter and then got the spare one!"

Seeing that he was sweating profusely, Zhao Rang didn't seem to be lying, so he waved his hand and asked him to send the money to the "detective".

It is worthy of being a person who often reaches out. When the detective saw the deputy shopkeeper handing over a kraft paper bag, he took it without asking a question. He immediately took it, weighed it a few times, put it in his arms, and looked at Zhao Rang with a smile:

"Young Master Zhao, Mr. Ximen, don't worry, the murderer has been caught, so I will leave first!"

Zhao Rang barely smiled on his face, greeted him, and then watched the back of the "detective" disappear deep in the courtyard.

Ximen Dazhuang walked over with confusion and asked:

"Brother Jean, have you heard what he said?"

Zhao Rang shook his head confusedly. He didn't want to do anything at this moment, just wanted to sleep. It would be better to take a hot shower before going to bed, eat a piece of roast beef or half a roast chicken.

"Then who was the murderer he finally said to be caught?"

Ximen Dazhuang asked relentlessly.

Zhao Rang pushed upwards with anger and said angrily:

"It's me! It's me! It's fuck me! Do you still need to ask? I'll surrender later!"

When Ximen Dazhuang saw Zhao Rang being angry at him for a very rare moment, he didn't know what to do for a moment, so he stood there stupidly.

Zhao Rang cursed a few more swear words, which cleared the depression in his chest a little.

After walking out for a long time, he turned around and said to Ximen Dazhuang:

"I'm going to sleep, don't call me even if the sky falls!"

Then he said to the shopkeeper:

"Add a guard to be on duty. From tomorrow, the Chaganto Logai semicolon of Tongbao Money House will be closed for three days!"

The deputy shopkeeper was shocked, but he still responded.

The closing of a money house is not a trivial matter.

You should know that the general account located in the north has not been suspended for a day since its opening, and even opened for twelve hours without interruption, so it has a very good reputation.

Money never sleeps, but Zhao Rang's words must be executed.

The deputy shopkeeper quickly found a job that was literate and asked him to write a water sign, stating that the three-day closure was closed at the door.

When they wrote about the reason, both of them fell into deep thought... and asked Zhao Rang again, obviously, he was asking for trouble, and he had to think about this idea himself.

On the other hand, after Zhao Rang returned to his previous house, he lay on the bed, as if he was dead, and he remained motionless for a long time.

I don’t know how long he had been lying like this before he moved his body and found that it was already a little brighter outside.

Getting up from the bed, maybe because he was too fierce, Zhao Rang felt dizzy and wanted to vomit.

But the things in my stomach had been completely digested, and I couldn't vomit even if I wanted to vomit. After a few retching, I felt much more comfortable in my stomach, so I took off all the clothes on my body.

After looking at the bathtub, it was already cold. Zhao Rang tried the temperature with his hands, and finally shook his head and gave up, and returned to lie on the bed.

The light outside the window became more and more dazzling, so Zhao Rang covered his head with a quilt. Although this could block the light, after a long time, he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

I went back and forth a few times, making myself upset and crying without tears. I wish I could hit the wall and knock myself out.

Close your eyes and your mind is also in a mess.

Zhao Rang almost forgot what he came to the Western Regions for, and why did he come to Chagan Torogai for...

Thinking of Yuan Kexin living next door, Zhao Rang's senses recovered a little bit. He remembered that he came to the Western Regions because he promised her brother Yuan Mingkong to come and go. He came to check the Gantologai because of the message left by Yuan Mingkong, so he came to meet him.

But at the beginning, what was the fundamental purpose of promising Yuan Mingkong to come to the Western Regions?

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Rang remembered that it was about 500,000 feather arrows.

But now, let alone not even see the feathers of the feather arrow, Yuan Mingkong did not know whereabouts, and many people died for no reason.

And these seem to be centered on Zhao Rang himself and emitted. As long as it is something he wants to do, it will definitely go wrong. The person he wants to find will definitely disappear.

It seemed that there was an invisible big hand, controlling everything in secret.

Zhao Rang opened his tired eyes again and looked at the sunlight that was coming through the window frame. He felt that he could really be a god?

Thinking of this, Zhao Rang couldn't help but shivered... Thinking about the fact that he and Ximen Dazhuang had a lot of things to do when he was a child.

Climbing the wall into the temple to pee is a small fuss. Ximen Dazhuang once said that the pages of books full of truths will feel different when you wipe your butt, and it is just comfortable. This is an amazing move!

After thinking about the clips of the past, Zhao Rang felt much more relaxed, and finally could close his eyes and sleep quietly.

Soon, a uniform snoring sounded in the room. Zhao Ran even daydreamed!

In the dream, he walked alone in a dark box. He had no friends around him, and no knife in his hand.

No one knows how long this alley is, but it only has two directions in front and back.

After walking for a while, Zhao Rang ran away.

Until he felt exhausted in his dream, he realized that the alley was a dead end!

And he was already trapped here and could not move forward or retreat.
Chapter completed!
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