Aoba Office

"This is it," the thin man said, taking two steps forward and looking back at me doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

I was turning my head and looking at the way I came.

"Going over here is our school, right?" I asked.

"Huh? That's right. Just past that is the east gate of the old campus." The thin man replied, still confused.

"So close..." I said again.

"Brother Qi?"

"Too close..." My voice was inaudible, almost muttering to myself, and recalling the surroundings of the university.

Snack streets, small commodity streets, home appliance stores, large supermarkets, express cabinets, express business points, training companies, communications business halls...

I took another look at the small shop with the sign "Dream Weaver's Shop" and looked at the shops on the left and right. Through the window glass, I can almost see the entire interior of these small shops.

Very normal.

These stores are all normal.

There should be a store like this near any university.

It was only then that I suddenly realized what kind of environment I might have lived in in the past.

My heart beat faster and I felt dizzy.

The whole street and its little shops were spinning around me. My body stayed where I was, and my soul was already floating up, spinning, and I felt like I was ascending to the sky, looking down at the entire street.

"Brother Qi!" the thin man shouted, grabbed my shoulders and shook my body vigorously.

People on the street looked over. There were many people who looked like students, looking at the two of us curiously and whispering.

I staggered two steps before I stood firm.

"What's going on, Brother Qi?" the thin man asked worriedly.

I covered my head and pushed the thin man away with a wry smile, "Nothing. Nothing... nothing..." I breathed out, looked at the thin man again, and stared at the small shop for a while.

There is no change in the aura of the two, nothing abnormal at all.

"Let's go in and have a look." I said to the thin man.

The thin man was still a little worried and hesitated for a while before walking towards the store.

The store door is very ordinary, just a glass door. The store is very crowded. The shelves are made of wood and are very low. The tops are filled with all kinds of dolls. Most of the looks are not cute, but weird. The lights in the store are bright, and small light bulbs are installed on the partitions of the shelves to illuminate the dazzling array of small commodities. Those products also maintain the same style as the dolls, with weird shapes and a bit of an alternative.

The clerk stood behind the counter facing the door. She is a woman who looks a bit older. She is dressed plainly, which does not match the style of this store.

She said "Welcome" and ignored us.

I looked at the thin man.

He looked normal and did not appear in the strange state he had before.

He walked directly to the clerk and said he wanted to go into the back room.

"Inside is our office and warehouse." The clerk looked at the thin man in confusion, "What do you want to buy? Have you ordered something?" As she said that, she operated the laptop on the counter, paused the mini-game in progress, and started Got a file, "What's it called?"

"No, I've been here many times. Qi Bai introduced me here, and I've been here many times since. You even took me in a few days ago." The thin man said, "I bought a lotus flower in front of the Buddha from you. Two Duo, two pieces... uh, bag? "

The female clerk frowned and said, "Wait a moment."

She did some operations on the computer, as if searching for previous transaction records. She raised her head and said to the thin man, "Did you buy it from other places? We don't have records here."

"Do you still have a branch?" I walked to the counter.

The thin man looked at the female clerk in surprise. It was obviously the first time he heard that this store had branches.

The clerk nodded, "They are available at the University of Foreign Studies and the Polytechnic University." She knocked on the counter, and there was a QR code on the counter to join the membership, "Have you ever become a member? If so, you can find the purchase on the mini program. Records. I can only check the records here. You may have bought them from other stores."

The thin man kept his expression of shock.

I continued to ask: "Can I buy lotus flowers in front of the Buddha now?"

"Yes. Do you want it? We don't have much inventory. If you want more, I can transfer the goods here. You have to wait for two days."

"Transfer goods from other branches?"

"There shouldn't be many other branches. Our stores are very small."

"Do you have a main store?"

I may have a lot of questions.

The clerk looked at me doubtfully, but answered the question, "There is a warehouse in the bonded area..."

"Bonded area?" The thin man exclaimed.

"Uh, yes." The clerk became even more puzzled.

The size of this store obviously exceeded Shouzi's original imagination.

"Do you also have stores abroad?"

The clerk looked at me and said, "It was originally shipped from abroad. The headquarters is abroad. Many of our products are from abroad. They all come in directly through customs. There must be nothing wrong with the things. They are all genuine. You have to see Logistics information and customs clearance information are all available. If you think there is something wrong with the item, you can also return or exchange it. There is a process..."

The thin man couldn't help but interrupt the clerk's dutiful introduction, "That kind of thing can also be cleared through normal procedures? Skulls, and blood..."

The clerk looked at us and then at the store door, "Both of you, you are both knowledgeable. The things are absolutely genuine. We have our own methods for customs clearance. Let me put it this way, when shipping in, of course you can't say anything They are real skulls, and some blood products go through special customs clearance channels, such as medical and scientific research. We have been doing this for many years, but now it is formalized. "Besides, those of us who are knowledgeable and know how to use these things will not take it seriously at all." She pushed a skull ornament on the counter with her fingernails. The skull of the ornament swayed, looking like a weird bobblehead doll. She smiled and gave an example: "You said there are so many small shops selling plastic crystals and jewelry stores selling real crystals. We also sell crystals. But we are the only ones who know what kind of crystals we sell. Right?"

The thin man was speechless and didn't speak any more. He just looked at me for help.

I had expected it for a long time, but now I just got it confirmed from the mouth of this ordinary clerk.

This is not a confirmation either.

The clerk said this as if he was sure that the things they sold were "real" and that he also knew some common sense about supernatural beings and might even know some magic. But it is also possible that she is just like the kind of liar psychics or clerks in magic props stores who use this statement as a sales strategy.

I looked at the smile on the clerk's face and wondered how much she knew about her profession.

What I can confirm is that what I'm looking for is not in this store.

It has escaped.

We were exposed and discovered by it, and it didn't want to have a head-on conflict with us.