Chapter 16 Chapter Six

The fog finally lifted. Lao Chen sat on the small bench in front of the "Ordinary Puppet Shop" like every day, smoking, dazed, and admiring the empty streets.However, at this moment, there is an extra mobile phone in his hand. The corpse I met just now, to be precise, should be the corpse of a woman, who claimed to be the town puppet troupe.Why is she there?Her eyes... what happened?At this moment, in Lao Chen's mind, there seemed to be thousands of troops galloping and fighting. "Where are you so late? Call back!" This is a text message on the woman's mobile phone, and the sound of "ding dong" comes from this.At the same time, there are more than a dozen missed calls.SMS and incoming calls are from the same number.

Old Chen looked carefully, and he guessed that the person who sent the text message must be her husband or lover, there would be no other possibility. Do you want to tell that man that the woman he is looking for is dead?Do you want to call 110 to call the police?Old Chen pondered for a while, then withdrew his thumb from the callback button. He subconsciously took out the business card left by the woman from his pocket: Zhang Yali, director of the puppet troupe in ×× Town, 1385500×××. He dialed the above number, and then the call came out: The user you dialed is no longer in the service area...

Old Chen smiled wryly, realizing that he had done a stupid thing. There were finally some pedestrians on the street, which gave the town a little life. Lao Chen stood up and put the phone in his pocket, along with the business card.At this time, he saw a person walking in the distance, a man wearing glasses. The man also held a newspaper in his hand, and looked at the shops on both sides as he walked—how much does this action resemble the woman whose eyes were gouged out?Old Chen thought to himself.At the same time, a vivid image of the woman before her death appeared in his mind. The man came over, looked at the sign of "Ordinary Puppet Store", and then at Old Chen.

"You are Master Chen?" "Ok." "Ah, hello. I'm from the town puppet troupe, and the troupe is rehearsing a puppet show. I thought you'd like to have a look at the puppets. If there are any suitable ones, I can buy some. Then, this is my business card." Lao Chen took the business card: Zhang Yali, director of the puppet troupe in ×× Town, 1386500×××. He raised his head and looked at the man in front of him suspiciously. "Your name is Zhang Yali? Zhang Yali...beautiful 'Li', who is she?" "Zhang Yali? I don't know her. Who is she? What's wrong?"

The man returned old Chen with the same puzzled look. "Oh, nothing, you come in." Old Chen turned around and entered the house, the man followed closely behind him. The man walked around the house and finally stopped in front of the glass window.In front of the window, there are four puppets, one is a cute little boy, the other is a beautiful woman, and there is an elderly couple.The distance between the boy and the woman is neither far nor close, which makes them look like a mother and child, but also like two people who have nothing to do with each other. The eyes of the four puppets are all divine.

The man looked at it, his eyes suddenly became unpredictable, and his face turned pale.He quickly reached out to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead. Lao Chen looked at him strangely and thought: Where is the sweat coming from when it is so cold in the morning? The man bent down to observe carefully for a while, and then straightened his back: "Master Chen, I need these two pairs." "These two pairs are not for sale." Lao Chen answered firmly. "Not for sale? If not for sale, why is it placed here?" "If you don't sell it, you don't sell it. Let's look at other things. If there is a match, I will sell it to you at half price." Old Chen turned around and added: "Except for these two pairs."

The man had no choice but to walk up to some other puppets, but his eyes kept shifting towards the window. After a while, the man suddenly asked: "Master Chen, I found something wrong with your puppets." "what is the problem?" Old Chen raised his eyebrows. "Look," the man said, pointing to the eyes of a male puppet. The four puppets said, "Their eyes are real. Why?" "No reason." Old Chen simply squatted on the ground and smoked.The smoke was dense in front of him, making it difficult to see his expression clearly. "The materials used are different?"

"No comment!" Lao Chen got up impatiently, picked up the broom behind the door, and bent down to sweep the ground that wasn't considered dirty - the meaning couldn't be more clear, he was chasing people away.The man tactfully walked towards the door.He stopped as he passed the window, looked at the four puppets for a moment, and then walked out of the shop. Lao Chen put the broom back in its original place and left the shop. He suddenly saw that the man didn't go far away, but stood looking at him more than ten meters away with cold eyes. "Why don't you leave? I won't sell those two pairs of puppets!"

"I see!" After speaking, the man walked away without looking back. Old Chen stared at the man's back in a daze, thinking in his heart: What did he understand?What did he understand? ...Could it be... In an instant, Lao Chen seemed to have aged ten years.