Chapter 29

After stepping back from Liu Siyu's home, Chen Mo shuttled around where thieves committed frequent crimes in Baijiang city all day. He took a bus from the west to the East, and from the north to the south.

This let him know that since the nine thieves fell and the monkeys scattered, more than 20 thief gangs, large and small, have sprung up on the boundary of Baijiang city.

This shows that thieves are like leeks. After cutting one crop, they will soon grow another. Even if the police do their duty and envy evil, the thieves will never disappear.

These gangs are petty thieves. The tools of committing crimes are nothing more than tweezers and blades. Chen Mo divides these peers into Henan Gang, Guangxi Gang, Anhui gang and Xinjiang gang... There are also several local gangs, many of which were originally self-supporting after thief Jiu ran away.

However, Chen Mo's purpose of wandering around Baijiang city is not to understand the current trends of the industry. He only knows this information by the way. He mainly finds someone. Find the bad old man who taught himself the "peeping" surname in the detention center, because only he can solve the confusion in Chen Mo's heart.

There is no doubt that the old man is a thief. Judging from the fact that he is often caught in the police station, it can be concluded that he is on the boundary of Baijiang city.

Like this kind of stupid thief who steals and gets caught, but has unpredictable skills. This kind of person is either a wonderful flower or a unique strange person.

Different people are haunted. It depends on fate to meet them, so Chen Mo didn't find any clues about the old man in half a month.

On this day, Chen Mo went out in the morning and turned to noon. Chen Mo, who was unbearable in the heat, walked into a fast-food chain and asked for a cold drink to cool down.

Across from the fast food restaurant is a big square. A job fair is being held. Looking at the college students. Chen Mo can't help thinking of his colorful college career and failed career. If you are not a thief, you should be an editor or reporter now?

There was a little commotion in the square after half the cold drink. Because there were too many people, Chen Mo stretched out his neck and looked for a long time without knowing what had happened.

Until Chen Mo finished his cold drink and came out, the still tumultuous crowd in the square was still not quiet, and even some people were taking pictures with their mobile phones.

Chen Mo, who was very curious, also came over to see what happened. Pushing aside the crowd, Chen Mo sees a girl walking around like an exhibition in the crowd.

The girl wore exaggerated sunglasses, which almost covered her whole face. She was wearing a red skirt and a white blouse. She also pulled a rope in her hand, and a cabbage was held at the other end of the rope.

Yes, it's cabbage, not a dog. To be exact, he was holding a skateboard with a cabbage on it.

A word popped out of Chen Mo's mind: performance art.

The girl held her head high and walked very calmly under the gaze of thousands of eyes. When the girl turned and looked Chen Mo again, he was stunned. He knew the girl.

Performance artist Xia Kuang!

Xia Kuang turns around and finds Chen Mo, and then walks straight to him. He didn't come back until Xia Kuang came to Chen mo.

Chen Mo, who was stared unnaturally by Xia Kuang through sunglasses, immediately turned and left.

"Stop and pretend you don't know? You still owe me a meal. " Seeing that Chen Mo was going to run away, Xia Kuang chased and shouted. She even ignored the cabbage on the scooter that had been driven by thousands of eyes.

Chen Mo doesn't want to have anything to do with such people, especially at this moment, but he is finally caught by the other party.

"Don't you know me?" Xia Kuang took off his sunglasses.

Of course, if you don't know Chen Mo, there's no need to run away. But poor Bai scratched the liver. Chen Mo had to pretend to suddenly understand and said, "it's you." Then he made a clumsy fake exclamation and said, "what are you doing?"

"Don't pretend! You still owe me a meal! " Xia Kuang said very persistently.

Chen Mo did promise Xia Kuang to invite her to dinner. After Xia Kuang sent Chen Mo back to his residence that day, Chen Mo casually said, "how can I thank you for sending me back?" At that time, Xia Kuang said, "just invite me to dinner next time."

A few simple words made Chen Mo feel like a thorn in his back. He felt countless pairs of playful eyes looking at himself and hurriedly said, "remember, remember, go, go, what you eat, let's go now."

Xia Kuang was carried forward by Chen Mo without pity and said, "hot pot."

For Xia Kuang, if the cabbage is lost, the skateboard is meaningless. He threw the expensive skateboard into the trash can on the roadside. This makes Chen Mo feel sorry and secretly scolds the losers.

Xia Kuang, without the fetters of "artifact", is still the focus of passers-by's frequent glances, because her skirt is too short and she is beautiful enough. She is the object of all lecherous people's eyes.

The hot air in the bottom of the pot and the cold air from the air conditioner are mixed with the smell of wine, hot pot and voice.

He sat down near the window and ordered the mandarin duck hot pot. Chen Mo wanted a bottle of orange juice, but Xia Kuang despised it and had to change four bottles of beer.

Chen Mo looks at the delicate Xia Kuang across the table and suddenly thinks of the word fate, but immediately cuts off the ambiguous idea and says, "what do you mean by sliding a cabbage? I mean, the moral of performance art. "

Xia Kuang was very interested in this topic and said, "do you still understand performance art?" Without waiting for Chen Mo's answer, he continued: "in fact, walking cabbage is meaningless. The significance lies in the process of walking. Now people's mental pressure. If a person has no friends to talk about, walking cabbage can relieve pressure and relieve loneliness. The slipped cabbage is very poor, but in fact, people are more pitiful."

Chen Mo knows a little about Xia Kuang's explanation. Finally, his only understanding is that if you put the cabbage in the hot pot shop, you can change a lot of money.

"Where did you buy that cabbage?" Chen Mo asked.

Xia Kuang, a performance artist, was not surprised by Chen Mo's inexplicable question and said, "it grew from the ground."

Chen Mo was a little embarrassed and asked, "is it any kind of action to stand out and earn eyeballs. Can be called performance art? "

Xia Kuang first looked at Chen Mo with disdain, and then unexpectedly said, "it's true."

"Do you think thieves are behavioral art?"

"Of course, only behaviors beyond the normal scope are called art." Xia Kuang replied noncommittally, and then added: "but the thief's name is professional art more appropriate."

Xia Kuang's words moved Chen Mo greatly. It was not only that he heard the new vocabulary, professional art, for the first time in his life. Xia Kuang was also very excited because he could suddenly raise the despised thief's business to the height of art.

Now Xia Kuang is as lovely as an angel in Chen Mo's heart. He can't wait to jump on her and bite her.

Chen Mo quickly poured wine for Xia Kuang and said, "come on, cheers!"

The cold beer, the hot hot pot and the happy state of mind immediately set off the happy atmosphere.

After a loud hiccup, Chen Mo reaches for his wallet to pay the bill. Yu Guang inadvertently glances out of the window: a rickety old man and two lovers who hook their shoulders pass by, and instantly takes out the mobile phone in the man's pocket.

The whole process was as fast as lightning. Chen Mo didn't see how the bad old man did it. But that's not the key. The key is that the bad old man still looks familiar.

"Wait a minute, I'll be right back!" Chen Mo leaves a word for Xia Kuang and immediately chases him out.