Feng Xiangdong said: "Maybe there is a relationship with the guardian?"

Fang Che rolled his eyes and said, "Even if he has connections with Master Jiu, he can't get so many books!"

After everyone thought about it, it really made sense.

"When you were reading those books, did you notice that some of them... weren't even new?" Fang Che said.

"Ah??" The three of them were stunned for a moment.

"If you look carefully, you can see that some of them are slightly folded."

Fang Che said: "Moreover, some of the sides where you read books are no longer white. You have to know that people's fingers are actually quite dirty. No matter how clean they are, a new book will still be stained after you flip through it and read it again.

Something goes up."

"You may not be able to tell the difference in a book like this alone, but if you read it together with a truly brand-new book that no one has read, you can easily tell."

"Especially for people like us..."

Fang Che looked at the three of them, coughed lightly and said: "...Especially for people like me who have particularly keen senses. Firstly, they can observe and see. Secondly... the book

The smell is different, and the feeling of the third one is also different."

"Of course you don't see any of this."

Fang Che stabbed each of the three people secretly.

The three of them suddenly felt that the gap was so obvious, and they felt a little autistic for a while.

"No wonder you flipped through several books in your hands."

Qiu Yunshang suddenly understood, and then said: "But what can this mean?"

"You don't lie around!" Fang Che said: "Think again about Feng Xiangdong's wallet that was stolen without anyone noticing!"

"Stolen back!?"

Qiu Yunshang took a breath and felt that he couldn't understand: "You mean, he sells books here, and after selling them, he estimates that people will finish reading them and then steal them back? Hiss..."

In an instant, everyone was in a mess in the wind.

"Such an awesome thief, with such superb combat prowess, such profound skills, so...doing this?"

I really can't understand it.

"We don't know where his original book came from. But we have heard that when Jun Lin Tian Xia first came out, he encountered robberies and thefts."

Fang Che said.

Everyone has a black eye.

"In other words, this person probably stole a large number at first and put them in the bookstore. Then the cycle continued..."

As Fang Che talked, he felt that he couldn't understand: "... It should be sold, stolen back, sold again... stolen again... Damn it, are there really such cheap people in this world?"

Including night dreams.

They are all thinking with a black thread.

It's all a feeling... Fang Che's speculation is really unreliable!

However, there is nothing else that can explain the traces of those books. You can't just read every set of identical books and then sell them, right?

"So I speculated at that time that this old man should have some relationship with the guardian. Because...it is impossible to let him go like this."

Fang Che said: "So after I guessed what this old man was doing, Feng Xiangdong lost his wallet, and I took you there without much thought. No one can do such a thing except this weirdo.

"

"After all, Feng Xiangdong offended him."

Fang Che said.

Feng Xiangdong was confused: "Why did I offend him?"

"You took his book to check out, but you didn't buy it and put it back." Qiu Yunshang said happily.

"This... does this count as offending him?"

Feng Xiangdong was completely confused: "I didn't buy it, but I didn't grab it either."

"But as far as he is concerned, you have offended him."

Fang Che said with certainty: "You also saw the result. Let's go find it and get it back."

"He is not giving us face, he is giving face to the defenders and the Order of Life and Death."

Fang Che said: "Otherwise, the four of us wouldn't be able to fight him with one hand."

"So later on, when the old man seemed a little annoyed, boss, you just withdrew immediately?"

Qiu Yunshang asked.

"If you don't withdraw...will you stay and get beaten?"

Fang Che rolled his eyes and said, "After all, even you can tell that the old man is annoyed. That means he is really annoyed."

"But boss, what do you mean by taking other people's scraps of money later?"

"Well... I can't tell you this."

Fang Che's eyes flashed.

While talking, Ye Meng also finished his work.

So they called it a day and the three of them slept in the dormitory here. Fang Che and his wife both returned home... and went to the inn.

After unfolding their body skills all the way, the two returned to the inn.

Fang Che immediately entered the room and told Ye Meng to close the window.

Stay absolutely still.

The night dream was unclear, so he followed the instructions with a red face. He thought Fang Che was going to...

As a result, Fang Che stretched out his finger.

The aura wrapped in spiritual energy that had been locked on the fingertips was finally released.

This was the smell he noticed from the broken piece of silver when he was in the bookstore, and it has been locked away by him until now.

Suddenly a faint smell came out.

Ye Meng suddenly wrinkled his nose and said with extreme disgust: "Did you...did you tear the paper when you went to the toilet?"

Fang Che sighed: "You really have a life."

"Then you..."

"I'm comparing!"

Fang Che said angrily: "Quiet!"

Then he took out a jade bottle from his arms, with something black inside.

"What is this?"

Ye Meng asked.

"Meat on the autumn clouds." Fang Che said.

"vomit……"

Ye Meng almost vomited: "Why do you keep this? Do you want to eat it?"

"What are you talking about?" Fang Che said angrily: "Smell this, can you eat it?"

With that said, he opened the bottle cap.

Suddenly, an indescribable odor suddenly burst out.

"Ugh, vomit, vomit..."

Ye Meng, who was leaning in front of the bottle, was caught off guard and was sprayed in the face on the spot. Her delicate and pretty face was almost completely enveloped by the stench. She screamed on the spot and ran to the toilet.

Then I heard: "Ugh vomit vomit vomit... vomit vomit... Fang Che! I hate you so much... vomit vomit..."

Just by hearing this voice, one could tell that the delicious food Ye Meng ate tonight was completely wasted.

After a long time, Ye Meng came out covering her nose with a handkerchief soaked in toilet water, and saw that Fang Che was still observing.

I couldn't help but vomited again.

"Still reading? It's very important?"

Ye Meng covered her nose: "Qiu Yun Shang... His meat is so smelly? I don't usually smell it..."

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Chapter completed!