Chapter 15： Weird tattoo

Chapter 15 Strange Tattoos

When it comes to money, the two fell silent.

As soon as the sad-faced Joe walked to a dilapidated family building, she vaguely remembered that the original owner lived here, but she couldn't remember exactly how many floors they lived in, and it was difficult to ask Wenjia.

While she was hesitating how to add words, Wenjia stepped into the hole first, and then turned back to urge her to hurry up.

The third floor, 301, is where she lives.

However, it was not the way Wenjia showed her, but as soon as she went up to the third floor, all fools knew that 301 was her home.

Because she was splashed with "blood" at the door of her house, and on the wall beside her, two huge "blood words" were written: Pay it back!

Wenjia had seen this kind of battle before, and when he came back to his senses, he turned around and took Joe for a run.

"One, no, it's not safe here, you can't live here."

Qiao grabbed her and begged, “Don’t leave, they shouldn’t be back in a short time. I just come back to change clothes and go to the hospital to see my brother. I will stay soon. Can you stay with me for a while?”

In fact, she came back with another intention. Her memory of the original owner was really bad, and many things could not be remembered. For example, in the box just now, the meaning of Qiao Shi's words, it seems that they are not in the same class? Did the original owner transfer the class halfway? These things were blank in her mind. She wanted to come back to find answers. Maybe the original owner would have the habit of keeping a diary?

Seeing Qiao’s pitiful appearance, although Wenjia was frightened to death, he hesitated and nodded, “Then you should be swift and try to withdraw within an hour.”

The door lock has been opened, but Ling Xixi hung on the door. As soon as Joe opened the door and walked in, Wen Jia followed her.

When the lights are turned on, the furnishings in the room can be seen at a glance. In a one-bedroom house, in the living room, except for a dilapidated folding table and two chairs, there is no TV or sofa, and the mottled walls are bare. , Qiao was so simple that his brain was convulsed.

"Heh..." She laughed at herself, "The debt collector probably splashed red paint after prying my house."

Wenjia was not surprised at the poverty of her family. The first thing she did when she entered the door, she put the only big item in the house, the broken folding table, on the door.

I made sure that the door would not be pushed open from the outside, and then turned to ask her, "Why do you say that?"

"I was thinking about prying my house and finding some valuable things to settle the account. It turned out that my house is cleaner than on the street, and I can pick up a piece or two on foot. My house, except for the broken copper and iron in the kitchen. Besides, there are only torn sheets left. Can these debt collectors not be angry."

The impoverishment of the original owner, Qiao Yi knew, otherwise the original owner would not go to the clubhouse to be a dancer.

It’s just that the gap between knowing and seeing it with your own eyes is too big! Looking at the dilapidated house, Qiao Yi sighed deeply in his heart. No wonder the original owner was blackened in the book. With his current strength, how could he have saved Qiao Lian and his brother?

Although the house is broken, Qiao Yi still behaves like a host, asking Wenjia to sit down on her broken chair and go to the only bedroom in the house.

Not to mention the bedroom, a desk, a wardrobe, and a bed. Joe turned it over in 10 minutes, but he couldn’t find anything.

Facts have proved that the original owner not only did not have the habit of writing a diary, but also did not even read the book, and could not find half a piece of paper in the bedroom!

Qiao is speechless, it's not good to go to school!

Forget it, at the beginning, she just came back to try her luck. She still has the second thing to do, which is a serious matter.

She opened the closet and looked through the hot-eyed killer clothes to find two slightly more normal sportswear.

In fact, it didn’t go anywhere normally. The lush green hoodie was paired with floral pants. This color match made Joe keep pumping, but there was nothing else for her to choose.

Holding her clothes, she hurried into the bathroom.

In the cramped small bathroom, Joe opened the bathroom cabinet and rummaged frantically. She didn't believe it. The original owner didn't read the book, she could figure it out, but could the original owner's "tattoo" painted by her?

Sure enough, let her find a lot of unused stickers and a can of sticker cleaner that was almost used up.

She rolled up all the useless tattoo stickers, threw them into the trash can, stripped them off, and poured the cleaning agent on the tattooed areas.

Seeing those messy or scary tattoos being wiped off by her bit by bit, revealing the white and shiny skin under the tattoos, Qiao Yi couldn't express his joy.

"Hey, why can't this tattoo be removed?"

Finished, the little cuties who are chasing the book, take a bubble~

(End of this chapter)