Chapter 62

They came to the noodle shop before.

Outside the noodle shop is a crowded street with black sewage flowing along the road. Lu Wen sometimes feels lucky that he can't smell it.

The floor of the noodle shop was supposed to be gray concrete, but now it's black and shiny. There are white tissues stained with oil everywhere.

There are a lot of people.

When they came, there was only one empty table left.

They sat opposite and ordered two bowls of beef noodles.

"Uncle Chen, noodles with scallion oil and chicken leg."

The girl is carrying a black backpack and sitting beside Lu tattoo.

This is the second time Lu Wen heard of noodles mixed with scallion oil today. He looked at the girl beside him. The girl also glanced at him.

"Handsome bionic man, sister, is your customized boyfriend?" She asked Charlotte with a smile, full of youth.

At the beginning of Xia, Luo lifted his forehead and hair.

"No, work friends." She calmly looked at the girl, "milk tea shop work?"

"Sister, you are so smart. How can you tell that?"

"Wrinkling and peeling fingers, frequent contact with moisture, milk tea stains on the corner of clothes, overturned when working today, also on shoes, in fact, these are not important, you have a taste of milk tea." Xia Chu Luo said lightly.

Girl TANKOU slightly open, may be thinking about what is sitting opposite her.

She raised her elbow and asked herself carefully about the smell on her clothes. She frowned and murmured, "no smell."

In fact, in this place, all kinds of flavors are mixed together.

The most intense is a spicy flavor, which should be a kind of saozi, domineering over other flavors.

Lu Wen can't smell it.

But in addition to him, the rest of the normal people present, at this time to smell, should be that spicy taste.

"Off work so early?"

In fact, it's still lunch time. Lu Wen and they haven't lost much time in area 15.

Most of the time is wasted on crowded roads.

"Our boss said that there was a poor slum couple in the central hospital. He closed the door ahead of time and said that he would take some money to have a look. The boss didn't believe in the online fund-raising platforms."

Girls work in area 15.

Commute between the two regions every day. Fortunately, the urban area is not too big, and the round-trip time is acceptable.

In every region, the most populous part is actually the rural towns.

But now, more and more people are flocking to the urban area to seek a job, so many urban areas are a little crowded, and there are more and more unemployed people.

"When I have money, I will leave this place with my father and live in other urban areas."

"You can learn something else after work every day. Don't do repetitive work all your life."

"Yes, yes."

Two people actually chatted?

Lu Wen thinks it's a bit incredible.

In this world where everyone heads down to play with their mobile phones, even if the familiar people sit together, they also play separately. Strangers have to have a big chance to chat together.

And with Charlotte's character, I can talk with her

Before long, two bowls of beef noodles came up.

Shifu's knife work may not be very good, so the meat pieces are very thick, not as thin as cicada wings in those restaurants outside.

Fragrance overflowing, crystal red oil floating in the soup, green onion embellishment.

I had a simple meal.

Charlotte decided to go back rather than continue to explore.

They bid farewell to the girl and drove back to District 13.

"I thought you'd keep checking."

"No need."

Charlotte looked out of the window, the afternoon wind is still soft.

It's normal for a place like District 16 to die.

But Lu Wen thinks something is wrong.

"Do you know who the killer is?" He asked.

"I can tell from your tone that you have determined that there is only one murderer." Charlotte responded.

Lu Wenling's live recording has been transferred out.

He did think there was only one killer.

Maybe it's a preconceived factor. After seeing the pictures given by the simulation system, he always thought about that.

I watched the whole scene for more than ten minutes.

Lu Wencai discovered the abnormality.

"There was a dead man with a big bone missing from his head. If it was a heavy weapon, his whole head would have to explode, so Is there a sniper in the distance

It's a real vendetta.

When dealing with a small Gang, its members are all gangsters who can only fight against landlords. It's estimated that they haven't practiced shooting, but there is a sniper in the distance.

"That's why I told you not to rely too much on machines. It's important to accumulate experience.""Well."

Lu Wen didn't say anything this time. He is also a machine.

……

Area 16, in a low bungalow.

It's a very simple room with two halls.

Most of the white wall paint turned gray black and fell off a lot.

The yellowing newspapers were pasted on the places where the wall paint had fallen off.

There are pale energy-saving lamps hanging from the living room.

There are white tiles in the kitchen. There is no range hood. There is an opening in the window. The gray ventilator is covered with oil.

"Gulu, Gulu..."

On top of the gas stove, the pot is steaming.

Duan Tiannan opens the light green old refrigerator, takes out a bottle of frozen beer, goes to the living room, sits on the old dark red sofa, and turns on the old-fashioned big head TV.

This middle-aged man likes to watch old westerns, movies of last century.

Look at the era of riding horses and whips, those sand flying towns.

That lonely heroic feeling.

"Bang!"

It's not a light door closing.

The cottage seemed to tremble.

"Back?"

"Well."

The girl threw her backpack on the sofa.

She turned to the kitchen and took out a bottle of milk.

"Alcohol will kill you." She said faintly to Duan Tiannan on the sofa.

"Just beer." Duan Tiannan smiles.

The girl took the milk, went to the living room and sat on the other side of the sofa.

She doesn't like these old Westerns.

She thinks these films are a bit of twilight, but middle-aged people always recommend them to her.

They just sat on the sofa and time went by.

In the whole room, there was only the gurgling sound of earthen pots in the kitchen, the occasional gunshots from the TV, and the unique lines of that era.

I don't know if it's too long.

The protagonist in the TV and the beauty bid farewell. In the eyes of the public, he turned over to the black horse with a gun on his shoulder. In the classic western music, he turned his back to the public, left the town, and walked away in the yellow sand.

"I said I don't need your help today." The girl spoke faintly.

"No, it's still helpful." Duan Tiannan gave a gentle smile.

Another Western was shown on TV.

"There's no need to forge the scene. Even if it's not Charlotte, it can be seen by another person." He took a sip of his beer. "You shouldn't go to see her, either. It's dangerous."

"She's not as strong as you say."