My staff is inhuman

Chapter 32
"jingle!"

Wu Jie hurried out of the door and rushed back.

The case has basically been solved at this point.

Zhang Yi looked at the man sitting on the chair with a surprised expression. When he was still assuming in his heart that he was the murderer and where he would hide the corpse, the man gave the answer so simply and directly.

And it's an unexpected answer.

There is no doubt that if I follow my previous thoughts, I am afraid that I will suffer the same pain as Wu Jie, and I will not find the body at all.

"How do you know the body will be in the neighbor's house?"

The man looked back at Zhang Yi: "The safest place is often the place that people have searched carefully."

"In most cases of wife killing, the murderer will bury the body on the spot, mutilate the body, or fill it in the wall.

So when the police are looking for them, they will definitely not let these places go.

After the soil in the basement was dug open and no body was found after digging three feet, the police would send people to recover.

so……"

The smile on the man's face grew stronger: "If I were the murderer, I just need to throw the body into the pit before the recovery workers arrive, and cover it with half a meter of soil. After the workers arrive, fill it with gravel and soil. cement letter, this case will never be solved.”

"hiss……"

As soon as the man's words came out, the eyes of everyone in the shop looking at him changed.

Thinking hard.

"Can we start now?"

The man didn't speak when he saw everyone, so he could only ask.

"Oh, all right."

Dai Moli regained her senses first, took out a disposable face towel and pounced on it. After the man sat on it, she sealed the collar with a towel and covered it with a cloth.

Hold up the crystal ice beads with both hands and sprinkle them lightly...

After half an hour.

The man opened his eyes: "Thank you, I haven't experienced such enjoyment for a long time."

"Well, if you like it, you can come here often, or you can get a more favorable discount if you apply for a membership card."

Dai Moli has grown into a very good technician. She not only masters excellent massage techniques, but also does not forget to conduct secondary sales when customers are happy.

"Yes, I like it very much, but I look forward to bringing me something different when I come next time."

The man smiled and looked back at Yangmei.

Then he took out a stack of money from his pocket and put it on the table: "I will come back in a few days."

"Okay, members need to register their names, how do you call them?"

Zhang Yi looked at the thick stack of money on the table, and raised his head to ask.

"I like being called Tom."

Tang nodded slightly towards Zhang Yi, and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a moment!"

"Ok?"

Tang turned his head and looked at Zhang Yi suspiciously.

"Hmm... If it were you, what would you do with the corpse?" Zhang Yi couldn't help asking curiously.

Tang Qian smiled and didn't answer. He just inadvertently licked the corner of his lips when he opened the door and walked out...

When Zhang Yi woke up from the bed the next day, it was already noon.

Zhang Yi casually picked up the medicinal wine on the table and took a sip.

The medicinal wine prepared by Uncle Zeng has a very special taste, astringent taste, and it does not have the stimulation of strong wine, but there will be a flame rising slowly in the abdomen, and it will not take long for the whole body to feel warm.

Zhang Yi didn't rush to get up, his body was still weak and weak, with Uncle Zeng watching over the day's affairs, plus Jasmine, he didn't need to worry about it, he needed to rest more, touch fish, and nourish his spirit.

Taking out the account book and looking at the turnover of 4100 points on it, Zhang Yi's mood was also enriched.

Mr. Tang applied for a membership last night with a turnover of 1000 points.

Brother Zhuang Ning insisted on paying the original price, but Zhang Yi didn't insist.

Until the second half of the night, two more guests came, earning 400.

In addition to the original turnover of 2500 points, Zhang Yi thinks that if he is lucky, he might be able to get the small goal of 6000 turnover points tonight, and there will be another lucky draw.

"Buzz..."

Zhang Yi's cell phone rang, and seeing that Wang Bin was calling on the caller ID, Zhang Yi frowned and didn't want to answer it.

But after thinking about it, after all, he swung his hoe and dug his corner, so he still pressed the answer button.

"Are you busy? I want to treat you to a meal."

Wang Bin's voice came from the other end of the phone, "I have to thank you for what happened that night. If it wasn't for you, I would be out of luck."

"As long as you have nothing to do, just eat."

"Don't, you've helped me twice, let me find a chance to express myself."

"Another day, I'm busy recently."

"Okay, how about the day after tomorrow? I heard about a restaurant that cooks great food. Many people lined up to eat, but they couldn't get it. A friend of mine just made a reservation. Let's come together."

Zhang Yi clamped his mobile phone on his shoulder, and casually looked at the props on the account book exchange page: "This is not good, customers do not bring customers."

"It's okay, I'll just pay the bill."

"Okay, let's get in touch later."

Zhang Yi hung up the phone, looked at the account book and saw a special item on the account book.

[Introducing Dream Fragrance] 200 turnover.

When lit, it can attract ghosts around it.

Don't dare to burn the rhino horn, because it has a strange fragrance when it burns, and if it sticks to your clothes, you can communicate with ghosts.

"Attract ghosts?"

Zhang Yi pondered, the business in his shop is good now, but most of them are friends brought by Big Brother Zhuang Ning to join him.

Zhang Yi doesn't know how many friends this big brother has, but it's not an option to keep doing this.

If you want to continue to expand your business, you must attract more ghosts to the massage shop.

Maybe this thing can come in handy.

"exchange!"

Although he really wants to save money, Zhang Yi is still willing to spend the money if he can quickly increase his turnover.

It may be because of Wang Bin's phone call just now that the glutton in Zhang Yi's stomach began to wake up. After the exchange, Zhang Yi's stomach has already started to protest.

Put on your clothes, go to the bathroom to tidy up briefly, and then walk down the stairs.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw that the customers in the store had already started queuing up.

On the side, Uncle Zeng was not in a hurry to give Yang Mei advice on how to get a massage.

Obviously, Uncle Zeng found that it seemed easier to be responsible for training employees than to do it himself.

But when he saw Zhang Yi, Uncle Zeng still turned his head slightly, as if he was dodging something.

This small move naturally did not hide from Zhang Yi's eyes.

He went downstairs and stood beside Yangmei.

Compared with Dai Moli's delicacy and gentleness, Yang Mei's technique is very rigid.

Looking at the guest, he is still a regular customer here, the little fat man with pink hair and noodles.

When Jasmine fell into a dream before, the little fat man turned around and left when he heard that Jasmine was resting.

Zhang Yi thought it was Jasmine's diehard fan, but he turned around and fell into Yang Mei's hands today.

……Ah!

Seeing that Xiaopang is already grinning in pain at this moment.

If it weren't for the beauty of Yangmei, ordinary people would have turned their faces and scolded the street.

But after all, he is a regular visitor of his house, seeing the little fat man's pinched shoulders, Zhang Yi couldn't stand it any longer:
"Brother, if you feel pain, just say something, don't bear it?"

"No no no! Just right, just right."

The little fat man shook his head like a rattle: "Just press it like this, it doesn't matter."

Just kidding, the goddess massaged herself, all she wanted was this youthful touch.

What haven't you seen?

The aunt at the train station has tried it herself.

If it is so smooth and skillful, will it lose that taste?

In a word, authentic!
The corner of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched, as expected, his appearance was justice.

Zhang Yi looked at Uncle Zeng who was sitting on the chair beside him, and after a closer look, he found that there was still a bruise on Uncle Zeng's face.

Seemingly avoiding Zhang Yi's eyes on purpose, Uncle Zeng turned his body sideways and said angrily, "What are you looking at, don't look at it."

"No, what happened to your face."

"Falled."

"Did you fall?"

"It's dark, my eyes are not good, I stepped on a rock and fell. By the way, I will take a few days off recently to go back to my hometown. If anyone looks for me, just say I'm not here."

"Where is your hometown, Uncle Zeng?" Dai Moli turned around and asked.

"On the horizon."

Uncle Zeng sighed: "It's been a long, long time since I went back."

"Well, when are you coming back?"

Uncle Zeng wanted to ask for leave to leave, which caught Zhang Yi a little off guard. He wanted Uncle Zeng to give Yang Mei some guidance and let Yang Mei get familiar with the business as soon as possible.

"It's hard to say, three to five days if it's fast, half a month if it's slow."

Uncle Zeng picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of tea: "Oh, I also want to advance my salary for next month."

"Sure, I'll pick it up for you later."

Although this old guy gave Zhang Yi the feeling that he was hiding a lot of secrets, but I have to say that overall, he helped himself more.

Even as an employee, Zhang Yi has no reason to reject him.

"Okay, take a good look at the book I gave you. There is also a bottle of medicinal wine here. Remember to drink it every day."

When Zhang Yi agreed, Uncle Zeng grinned and took out a bottle of prepared medicinal wine from the small wooden box at hand and handed it to Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi nodded to indicate that he had written it down.

Then he walked to the counter, took out 5000 yuan and handed it to Uncle Zeng: "The extra money is considered a bonus."

"Hey, okay, kid, just focus on this, you are much better than your father."

Uncle Zeng gave a thumbs up, and looked back at the photo in the shrine.

"Your father is an iron cock, he searches very hard, good things are always hidden, for fear of being seen by others.

It's just his foreign objects, except for the ceiling, and even under the bed, I searched all over before I can get all his things for you. '
Zhang Yi didn't say a word, he didn't want to have any unnecessary comments on Zhang Shulai, just two words, beast.

"Oh, I'm driving the car, let's go first, here is my phone number, if you have any questions, call me."

Uncle Zeng handed Zhang Yi a note with a new phone number on it.

Then he lifted his thermos cup and walked out the door without looking back.

"jingle."

After Uncle Zeng left, Zhang Yi put away the phone number and was about to go out for something to eat first.

As a result, Zhang Yi bumped into a middle-aged man as soon as he walked out the door.

So high!

The man is at least 1.9 meters tall, and the short sleeves on his body are already oversized, but they are still very tight when worn on the body, showing the outline of muscles.

What's even more frightening is that through the eyes of ghosts and gods, Zhang Yi saw the flames on the man's shoulders, like two little suns.

In contrast, if the Li Bing I saw before was a human-shaped torch that made ghosts dare not approach easily, then the strong man in front of him would be as terrifying as a human-shaped little sun.

Such a big man, holding a brick in his hand, stood in front of Zhang Yi aggressively, even Zhang Yi felt unprecedentedly oppressed.

"Is that old blind man working here!"

The big man looked down at Zhang Yi.

"Blind old man?"

Zhang Yi was startled, and before he could speak, a woman in her 40s grabbed the big man's arm.

"Pengpeng, don't mess around. Your Uncle Zeng and I are innocent. We are... playing chess in the room."

(End of this chapter)