Song Ye is broad-minded and doesn't share common sense with villains. However, villains suffer from delusion of being killed. The more ignored they are, the more colorful their imagination will become. Listening to the sound of eating in the lower bunk, his stomach is gurgling and purring, and his nerves will explode.

Finally, the suit man couldn't help but take something out of his bag. "Cough, the smell of the train is too big. It's very smelly without saying anything. I've been eating too much this evening. I'm very tired. I'll drink some high-grade goods to quench my thirst. "

There are two people in the upper bunk. As soon as the man in suit talks, the man with glasses knows to talk by himself. When he sees the bottle in the other party's hand, he says, "isn't this brought back by your foreign friend? I hear it's rare. How can you be willing to use it? "

"Ha ha, of course, I bought it for use. It works well. It can not only be used as a drink to drink, but also can cure sore and toothache." The man in the suit is complacent and deliberately raises the tone.

The woman in the lower bunk moves a meal, subconsciously wants to look up, but soon stops the movement, and again immerses herself in eating.

Song Ye's response is to ignore it to the end.

The suit man's bashing tactics failed. He puffed his cheek like a contest. He jumped out of bed and shook the bottle to ask song ye, "provincial champion, how are you? I heard that you also got full marks in English test. There's a chance for you to learn English and see if you know foreign English."

In this era, foreigners can be called pandas when they walk on the streets. This foreign product is even more rare. If there is a Peugeot in foreign language at home, they can boast about it for the first half of a month.

For song ye, who flies all over the world more than ten years later, this kind of thing is of course not worth mentioning. As soon as she has finished eating shrimp and wants to get a paper towel, she also raises her eyes and glances in the past. After catching a glimpse of several English words on the blue bottle, she says faintly: "this is mouthwash. You can't drink it."

"What?" The man in the suit, who was also swaying the bottle, was stunned. His face suddenly turned ugly. He turned his mouth and said, "cut, what do you know? This is a drink. There is mint in it. It's cool. I don't know how to pretend to understand. Have you ever seen this thing and gargle? Why don't you say tap water

One second he was still learning to sell drinks. The next second, song ye said he couldn't drink it. He put it in a clear way. Moreover, the English on the bottle is still in ancient print, and the characters are small. It's hard to see clearly in such a flash. The man in the suit is more and more sure that song Ye is picking on something.

"Well, you came to ask other people's children first, but you don't know what's wrong. Are you so vicious?" The woman couldn't look down any more. She stretched out her hand and pushed the man out of the suit. "You drink your drink, I eat ours. We don't talk." She thought she was talkative, but she didn't expect this man to do more than her.

The man in suit didn't think that he was despised by a country woman. He was angry and wanted to theorize. Later, he was stopped by a man with glasses. He unscrewed the bottle and motioned to song ye, "look, this is a drink. It's for drinking." With that, the man in the suit gulped down the whole bottle.

After drinking, he also belched, forced to endure the pungent smell and said, "refreshing."

Song Ye is really speechless, that kind of thing she glances at the name to know the use, where to carefully study the instructions.

But if someone wants to die, she doesn't need to stop. After eating, she sits at the window and looks at the scenery.

The wind blowing in at night is very cool. Most of the areas where the train passes by have not been developed yet. The barren mountains and fields are quiet and peaceful under the night. This kind of natural breath is not found in the post-modern reinforced concrete.

Half an hour later, the upper bunk was shaking, covering his stomach and running to the toilet.

Song Ye didn't care much about it either. He drew back to his bed and lay down to sleep.

After about an hour, few people walked in the corridor. At this time, a strange sound attracted song Ye's attention.

She has excellent ear power. She estimates the movement of the soft sleeper in front of her. She doesn't want to get up to check. She directly presses her hand on the wall and uses her power to see through the past.

Outside the first soft sleeper box after three hard bedrooms, there was a figure stealthily standing on the waist, holding a wire in his hand and pounding the door lock. The door locks on the train are all internal bolt structures, so the iron wire is squeezed into a curve and stretched in, skillfully holding the iron bolt and moving backward. The other party's action is very fast, and the door lock is completed in two or three seconds.

As soon as the door opened, he saw that all the people inside were asleep, and his mouth made a strange sound again. Then another figure darted out from behind the curtain of the window and slipped into the room. The man who opened the door shut the door. If nothing happened, he found a window nearby to watch the wind.

Stealing on the train, but also a group - gang - case, the method is very skillful and beautiful.

Song Ye looks to pick eyebrows, and by the window occasionally shine into the light to see the lock man's face, astonished is a slovenly man.

Just when song Ye felt that their technique was commendable, the sound of pedaling and pedaling quickly sounded in the corridor. The scruffy man who was looking at the wind was surprised and strode forward quickly. He bumped into the black shadow coming from the opposite direction."Ouch." The shadow was knocked to the ground and gave a cry.

The door behind the sloppy man suddenly opened, and another figure quickly slipped out.

The door closed again, so fast that people could not notice the difference, but the slovenly man did not expect that his collision was a big problem.

Originally, the slovenly man wanted to reach out and pull up his brother on the ground, and his mouth even prepared the lines of apology, "brother, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

As a result, he reached into the air and heard the sound of vomiting.

Yes, the person who was knocked down on the ground vomited, and it was so distraught that even the passengers around the front and back came out to watch.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Finally, the conductor on duty also heard the sound coming over. He pushed aside the crowd and immediately helped the man on the ground up, "sir! sir! Are you all right? Can you walk around? What can I do for you

"Cough, vomiting..." Finally, the man on the ground even vomited out bile. Shaking his hands, he pointed to the slovenly man standing in front of him. He could not speak for a moment.

"You? What does this matter have to do with you? Why does this gentleman fall here and vomit? Please explain clearly The conductor's voice was stern and his eyes were alert.

The slovenly man quickly shook his head and waved his hand, trying to say that he had done nothing. Unfortunately, the man on the ground had already said, "it's him. He hurt me."

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