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Chapter 218 Just because I look at you one more time

"Captain Yan, I am Wang Yunxiao."

"Do you have the passenger list of the Oneworld? I want to check two people."

"There is a pair of sisters... not necessarily biological sisters, two young girls, one of whom is a foreigner, what is their name... I really don't know."

"No? Are you sure? I have seen the body of one of them with my own eyes. Yes, it was at the crime scene."

"The group of people we saw at the entrance to the cafeteria that morning...yes, she was inside, with black hair, black eyes, and very fair skin."

"The other one? I didn't pay attention to the other one. He looks... okay?"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yunxiao wanted to slap himself in the face.

What does it mean to look okay?

Damn it, Yan Yuan did have the passenger list of the Oneworld, but the young sisters could not be found at all.

Wang Yunxiao was only deeply impressed by one of them, but it only stayed at the level of "I have seen this person." As for the girl next to her, she only remembered that she seemed to be wearing a dress, and her facial features were obviously Han Chinese.

What exactly it looks like... I can't remember at all.

There is no way, I am not a robot, I can use my eyeballs as cameras to take real-time pictures 24 hours a day.

"Do you have pen and paper here?"

"We really don't have this..."

"Be accommodating."

After handing over the two cents, the clerk immediately used his long-hidden strength and found Wang Yunxiao a pencil stub and half an exercise book from a corner. Looking at the scrawled handwriting and numbers on it, it shows that the original owner's education level did not exceed the fourth grade of elementary school, and he did not love learning.

Wang Yunxiao devoured a bowl of three-fresh noodles and braised noodles, and felt only three-quarters full. He called the waiter for another bowl, picked up a pencil and started sketching.

He didn't eat the food at Mr. Tong's house. On his way back to school, he randomly found a restaurant with a phone on the counter and called Yan Yu'an.

The results were mind-numbing.

Why is it so hard to find someone?

I drew several sketches in a row, but none of them were satisfactory. No matter how hard I dug my memory, I couldn't recall what the other girl looked like.

It was as if he subconsciously didn't look directly at her face.

However, even a portrait of one person is enough.

As long as they were sure they were shopping in Nanshi that day and asked door to door, they would always be able to find clues.

After casually modifying the sketch into something that even his mother could not recognize, Wang Yunxiao took the sea bowl brought by the waiter and continued to eat the noodles.

Now that the standard of living has improved, everyone can afford to eat braised noodles. There are even fresh shrimps in the three fresh braised noodles. These little days are really beautiful...

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself that it would be better if there was no such thing and he could go back to school and lie down and sleep.

"Store, I want noodles for four people. Can I take them away?"

"Sir, how can I pack these noodles for you..."

"You misunderstood. I wanted to buy uncooked noodles and take them home to cook myself."

"Then...okay, what kind of marinade do you want?"

"Anything is fine, just have one of each."

Hearing the sound coming from the counter, Wang Yunxiao almost spit out the noodles.

Tianmen people have the characteristics of Tianmen people in eating noodles. Making braised noodles is not just giving you a three-fresh braised noodles. The three fresh braised noodles are just a base, and each dish is counted as one braised noodles. The serious way to eat it is a bowl of braised noodles with four hard vegetables. It has the same meaning as a bowl of noodles with more than twenty dishes in Beijing, but it is different.

You want one of each, do you want to fill up the menu?

At least the shopkeeper has seen the world, and he is not like the vicious passerby characters in later Internet novels, pointing at people's noses and scolding: "A poor and despicable person like you is worthy of eating my 5A Wagyu Noodles? With you here, I am happy." Dirty my eyes, dirty my restaurant! Someone drag me out, beat me to death with sticks and throw them into the cesspit..." Instead, he calmly explained to others: "Sir, you just came back from overseas, right? Our noodles here are This is what happened..."

Upon hearing the word "overseas", Wang Yunxiao took a bite of raw garlic and looked back calmly.

Standing next to the counter was a young man, wearing a suit and ties like a young man, with a gentle smile on his face. He looked very gentle, but weak and could be bullied.

look familiar.

If something looks familiar, it means you’ve seen it before.

After listening to the shopkeeper's introduction, Mu Yuming hesitated.

He had just returned from get off work at the company and passed by in a rickshaw. I was thinking about getting something to eat at night to feed the girls at home. I suddenly saw a noodle shop on the street. Steam was rising from the big pot at the door. There were many customers inside, so it must have a good reputation.

Then eat noodles.

Buy some noodles that are freshly rolled by others, bring some braised noodles, and cook them when you get home.

Otherwise, why would you ask a man who works until this hour to go home and make delicacies?

He didn't know that Tianmen people were so particular about eating noodles. He couldn't even tell the difference between braised noodles and fried noodles.

"Are there any flavors that women and children like?"

"Then I'll give you a tomato and egg?"

"Row."

"I'll order you another stir-fried shrimp, roasted gluten, four plates of sweet and sour pork ribs, and two pounds of fresh noodles. Do you think that's okay?"

"Okay, that's all."

Mu Yuming thought for a moment and then asked, "What else do children like to eat?"

"May I ask if your family is a boy or a girl?"

"girl."

"The store has sour plum soup and sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice..."

When it came to the girl, Mu Yuming subconsciously turned his head and glanced, but found nothing.

His eyes calmly swept over every customer and waiter in the store, and finally landed on a young man with his back turned to him and a sullen face.

"Two portions of the same thing... No, three portions of sour plum soup."

After taking the food box from the waiter and paying, Mu Yuming walked out of the noodle shop and came to the waiting rickshaw driver.

"Sir, let's..."

"Wait a moment."

Mu Yuming put the food box in the car, squatted down, and tied the laces of his leather shoes leisurely.

Then as expected, I heard another voice coming from inside the noodle shop: "Man, check out!"

"Let's go."

After tying his shoelaces, Mu Yuming stood up, nodded to the coachman and said, "Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry. Master, you will be tired from traveling such a long distance."

The coachman grinned and said, "Sir, you are joking. We don't have to worry about being tired in our line of work. If you have pity on me, just go to the place and reward me a little more."

Mu Yuming got into the car, nodded and said, "Okay, no problem. If it's convenient for you, master, and you're not too tired, how about I rent your car during this period?"

When the coachman heard this, he was overjoyed: "That's great! Don't worry, sir, I'll have nothing to say!"

(End of this chapter)