Vol 3 Chapter 890: Your courier has been signed

Looking at the unusual behavior of the dudou doll in front of me,
Let's think about the last time when the two dolls were contacted through this method, the two dolls were the places where the other two law enforcement team members in the same team went and the targets to be hunted...
answer,
In fact, it is almost ready.
So,
Boss Zhou's "You are..."
With patience in reservedness,
It also reserves the right turning point.
however,
The dudou doll opposite did not answer.
When boss Zhou tentatively kicked the doll's head back,
The bellyband doll moved again,
Kicked the ball back.
silence,
silence,
In this silent and strange environment,
Boss Zhou had to continue playing the game of "taking his head as a ball" with this dudou doll.
No matter how much Zhou Ze wants to talk and talk, no matter how he wants to communicate, but the other party has never given him the opportunity to talk, it seems that he is simply immersed in this fun football game.
five minutes,
ten minutes,
thirty minutes,
This boring and monotonous game,
Actually lasted so long,
Zhou Ze has been a little drowsy. This "communication bridge" does not consume electricity, but it consumes the energy of the mask wearer. After such a long time, it must be mentally overwhelming.
"Is it you?"
Zhou Ze feels that he will continue to make second offenses,
Otherwise, after taking off your mask and returning to reality,
How should I explain to Yingying the content of the conversation for more than half an hour?
But over there,
Still just playing football,
Still not speaking.
Boss Zhou "chirp",
Two round hands go down,
Hold this head.
The ball does not move,
The other side didn't move,
Zhou Ze raised his opponent's head,
Let his face face his own,
Two baby faces face to face,
Stare at each other.
"you are?"
There is no expression on the side, except for the original kawaii that comes with it.
Zhou Ze decided to give up because it was a kind of suffering.
Put the other person's head down,
"boom!"
Kicked back,
The other party suddenly stooped,
"Wow",
Grab this head,
Then lift up,
And placed it on his neck,
"Click",
Twisted the direction a bit and reset was successful.
Zhou Ze understood that the other party was there, but deliberately kept silent.
All right, if you don't speak, I won't waste your time with you.
Boss Zhou has always been very free and easy in this regard, taking advantage of the cheap, but he must choose to give up directly in Chang'an when something like 1989 or 81 is difficult to achieve.
"Goodbye, you!"
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"call…………"
The moment the mask was removed,
Zhou Ze only felt a vertigo in his consciousness,
Immediately got up and retched under the bed.
"Boss, are you okay?"
Yingying asked with concern while patting Zhou Ze's back.
Zhou Ze raised his hand and signaled that he was fine.
After taking a few breaths, Zhou Ze lay on the bed again, and the heavy sense of fatigue had swept through.
"Boss, did you get a lot of valuable information after talking for so long?"
Zhou Ze nodded,
Road:
"Let me sort through the information."
"Okay, boss."
Zhou Ze closed his eyes,
Start to sleep.
Yingying gently massaged Zhou Ze's head,
Seeing the tired face of the boss,
A little distressed,
The boss must have been working hard with those two big figures just now, right?
You can’t make mistakes in one step or you will wear help,
Ugh,
The boss is really too hard.
………………
Today, there is a new chair in the bookstore, made of precious mahogany, made by famous craftsmen, not to mention the fine patterns, and the gold lines;
It belongs to the type that even if you don't know anything about furniture, you will immediately realize that this chair is very expensive when you see this chair!
at this time,
Xu Qinglang was lying on it,
The chair shakes gently, shakes, shakes,
Slowly, with a very smooth rhythm.
Sunflower seeds and longan are placed on the coffee table on the left hand side, and tea is brewed on the coffee table on the right side.
Lao Xu put a mask on his face,
like a statue,
It is like refining the essence of the sun and the moon.
The black chick brought a wooden bucket and pushed open the door of the bookstore and walked in. This time she was busy building a new vegetable garden. She said that she was too busy. Build a thatched house, the kind of tone;
Say neither busy nor busy, prying off all the floor tiles and reclaiming the ground, including the subsequent planting and waiting and other livelihoods, she can do it all by herself.
The current deadpool has been reared by the black chick into a super-human-shaped planter.
"Oh, this day, it's really possible to live like a queen."
The black chick put the barrel on the ground and pointed to the milky liquid inside:
"The plant puree you want, pay attention to some water when you use it later, don't make it too thick."
Xu Qinglang raised his hand, waved, and signaled that he knew.
The black chick walked over to the bar, took a glass of water, and sipped "coo gu", saying:
"I said, you are too corrupt and degraded too fast?"
Is it fast?
It's really fast.
Since my master was destroyed inexplicably,
Except for the first few days, Xu Qinglang felt depressed,
Later I just wanted to open it up,
Then began the life of a drunken gold fan...
This chair, and its current state, is the best portrayal.
Of course, you can hardly say "no" to him,
After all, people have more than 20 suites, it seems that this is the real original ecology.
"Snapped!"
Xu Qinglang pulled out a document in his hand,
The black chick took it, and the dark face turned red. She covered her mouth and smiled, saying:
"Thank you brother."
The document is a set of furniture, and the black girl asked Qinglang to help you order it together.
Yes,
It is not only Xu Qinglang who is corrupted and fallen,
The black chick first got rid of the shackles on her leg and could open up a new big vegetable garden, so she began to pursue a little bit of enjoyment.
The thatched house retains a rustic skin, but the set of precious furniture inside is a treat to the self.
The white fox is lying on the sofa,
Glanced at a man and a woman here,
Continue to detach from the outside.
It seems that there is a magic in the bookstore, that is, no matter how aggressive you are before you, and then you are energetic, as long as you enter the bookstore, it will become salty soon.
The bathroom door was pushed open,
The little boy came out from inside,
He just took a shower,
Wet hair,
In his small body, there was a sadness called miss in his eyes.
She has been away from the shop for many days, the boss came back and left, but she still did not come back.
I don't know how she is going, whether she will encounter any danger.
The little boy sat down behind the bar and turned with a pen in his hand. The trick of turning the pen was still what she taught him. Now, he can only solve his thoughts in this way.
A Cayenne parked in front of the bookstore,
A middle-aged man came down from above,
He wears gold-framed glasses.
Wang Ke pushed open the door of the bookstore,
Xu Qinglang still lay still on the chair, the black chick continued to look at the furniture list in her hand, and the white fox continued to wander the world.
Just because this man comes every day for a while,
Everyone is used to it,
Too lazy to say hello.
The little boy straightened slightly,
Wang Ke glanced at him,
The little boy shook his head slightly,
Wang Ke sighed, nodded, turned around, left the bookstore, got into the car, and left again.
He came to see if his daughter was back,
And when Lin Ke is not here,
The little boy would not be "uncle long and uncle short" in front of Wang Ke,
after all,
If you really count in terms of age,
Wang Ke didn't even qualify as his great grandchildren.
In the evening,
Coming soon,
The black chick is back to the wax museum,
Old Xu got up from the chair, took the wooden bucket to the bathroom, prepared to take a bath, and rested early.
The white fox rolled over and continued to detach itself.
Since returning from Rongcheng, the white fox has really become a lot more pure. This temperament has also risen by more than one grade.
The pen in the little boy's hand is still turning, turning, the pen is turning, but the endless thoughts can't be turned.
The atmosphere in the bookstore is not depressing, but it is also quiet and weird. The aura of people seems to be contagious, and here, the aura of a few people aggravates each other's "illness".
Fortunately, the man is not at home, otherwise this bookstore can really switch to selling Zigong salt.
Of course,
Not everyone is as calm as the years,
Someone will choose to go forward with weight.
such as,
Today I resume the old way of broadcasting,
He took the monkey and smashed it for the outdoor broadcast, but he hasn't returned yet. It is said that there are several places to go today. In order to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the old man is going to make a program with more positive energy.
The theme that used to sell feudal money and promote feudal superstition was naturally no longer usable
He recently planned to bring the water friends in the live broadcast room to visit the nearby museums and some cemeteries every day, and take everyone to relive the red years.
To this end, this live broadcast platform has also given big push to the old road.
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At eight o'clock in the evening,
Fangfang from the pharmacy next door came over,
Opened the door of the bookstore,
Shouted at the little boy sitting behind the bar:
"Hey, I have a courier here, I don't know who it is~EbookFREE.me~ But the address is from our pharmacy again, I guess it may be that the courier delivered it wrong."
The little boy raised his head and looked at Fang Fang with some doubts. He was not familiar with the people in the pharmacy and usually did not deal with each other. At least he knew each other. After all, he would not get sick.
"Lu Fang Weng, is anyone in our bookstore called Lu Fang Weng?" Fang Fang asked.
"It's old."
"Huh, this name is domineering, just like Lu You.
His father and mother gave him such a name, so he was not too afraid. "
"Ok."
"That line, are others home?"
"Not here."
"Well, if you ask him to come back to the pharmacy next door and get a courier, I won't move in;
The two big boxes are express, a little heavy. "