Gamers Are Fierce - Chapter 562

[Chapter 561 Tent]

The next day, early morning.

This is an unremarkable and ordinary street, full of traffic and endless streams.

The alleys in the middle of the street are dark and gloomy, there is still water on the ground, and there are several black trash cans that have long been filled in the corners, leaning against the wall. , and an old faded tent.

The zippered door of the tent was not closed, and

a mass of cotton quilt wrapped in the outline of a human figure could be seen inside.

With the sound of rustling,

an old woman slowly lifted the cotton quilt,

sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and stuck her head out of the tent.

She is about sixty years old, with a bloated body, wearing a brown coat and black trousers,

with messy hair, wrinkled face, small eyes, dark circles, drooping eye bags, and

looks in a poor state of mind, with a kind of look between her eyebrows and eyes. The lingering anxiety and panic.

The morning breeze was blowing, and

the aroma of the food from the corner breakfast shop penetrated into the nostrils.

The old woman swallowed her saliva,

slowly retracted the tent, and glanced down.

There were several empty mineral water bottles and compressed biscuit packaging bags scattered in the corner of the tent.

“Guru.” There was a sound in her

stomach, and the

old woman subconsciously prepared to get up and climb out of the tent,

but as soon as her palm touched the ground, she

quickly retracted it like an electric shock.

No, can’t get out of here.

She looked at the public security office building across the road, licked her chapped lips, looked around for a while, and

whispered to a white-collar woman walking by, “Girl, girl?”

The white-collar worker who was in a hurry was playing with his mobile phone, and when he heard the shout,

he glanced at the old woman who looked like a beggar in the dirty tent, his eyes were vigilant, and

he didn’t say anything, just silently quickened his pace. , leave the alley.

“”

Seeing that the white-collar woman ignored her and walked away, the old woman pursed her lips, and a trace of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

She hid in the tent and shouted for a while,

but passers-by either ignored it completely and walked right by,

or they took out some odd coins and threw them in front of the tent.

“Gululu.” The

stomach sounded more vigorously, and the old woman sat in the tent, a little discouraged.

At this time, a handsome young man wearing a black and white hoodie, blue loose jeans, with a short head and studded earrings walked across the street,

stopped just in front of the alley, kept turning around, looking left and right,

holding a cell phone in the , resounding the mechanical female voice of the map navigation software.

As if grabbing the straw, the old woman hurriedly leaned her upper body out of the tent, with an eager smile on her face, and shouted to the young man, “Boy, young man?

”

“That’s right.” The

old woman nodded with a smile, “Can you help me buy something to eat? You don’t need to go to the breakfast shop, just go to the supermarket next to you to buy bread and mineral water.” The

inch-headed boy frowned. Just as she was about to refuse, the

old woman hurriedly added: “I’m really not a beggar! Now, I’ll give you this money, you just need to buy more food for me, and I’ll give you the rest.”

She hurriedly reached out and grabbed the ground Paper money, took some money from the tent, held it in his hand, and begged: “Please do me a favor and help me.”

The inch-headed boy asked suspiciously, “Auntie, do you have crippled legs and

feet

?

” The clean twenty-yuan bills

frowned slightly, and said vigilantly, “I want bread and mineral water. I don’t choose the type, right?

I’ll bring it to you later, so don’t deceive me.

I can record it.”

“No. I’m not cheating you.” The

old woman breathed a sigh of relief, watching the other party walk down the street and into the roadside supermarket, and walked out with a bulging plastic bag after a while.

“What you want.” The

teenager put the plastic bag on the ground not far in front of the tent, slowly straightened up, took two steps back, and wiped the side of the jeans with his fingers strangled by the plastic bag.

The hungry old woman nodded gratefully, reached out of the tent, supported the ground with one hand and hooked the plastic bag with the other hand, dragged the plastic bag into the tent,

rummaged for a while, took out the bread, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, and was in a hurry. He ate and drank impatiently.

“Cough, cough.”

Because she ate too fast, she coughed violently. The

inch-headed boy was wearing headphones to herself. Seeing the uncomfortable expression on her face, she couldn’t help reminding: “Auntie, eat slowly.

” Eh.” The

old woman responded and slowed down her eating a little. The inch-headed boy pursed

his lips, “Auntie, where are your family members?” The

old woman paused for a moment and said softly, “They don’t want me anymore.”

“Don’t want you?”

, why didn’t you call the police? Arrest them?”

“” The old

woman chewed the bread silently and didn’t answer the question. The

young man made fun of himself and curled his lips in annoyance . , “I think I have a bad reputation.” Special Affairs Bureau, staff cafeteria. Wearing a white shirt, Wei Linglan sat alone behind the dining table. On the table was an untouched beautiful dinner plate and a portfolio. “Qi Lianxiang, Qi Lianxiang” There were people coming and going around her colleagues, she pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, tapped the portfolio back and forth with her fingers, and whispered softly. She had headphones in her ears, and the cable was connected to a small portable recorder. Through the glass cover of the recorder, the tape inside could be seen slowly turning. “Sister Lan, what are you mumbling about?” Chu Yin walked over with a dinner plate, sat opposite Wei Linglan, picked up the iced Coke on the plate, ignored the straw, took a sip to his mouth, and then snapped Putting down the can, he let out a satisfied “ah~” sound and slumped into the seat. A smile flashed across Wei Linglan’s face, and she also took a sip of the juice from her plate and said with a smile, “You still drink Coke in the morning, why don’t you eat with Ashes today?” “He’s so boring. , I recently participated in various training courses in the bureau, and I was so busy all day.” Chu Yin pouted helplessly, glanced at the portfolio, and asked casually, “What is this?” “Just a little information. .” Wei Linglan said lightly, playing the record of the interrogation recorded by the tape recorder in the headphones.

[End of this Chapter]