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"Weng, Weng." A vibrating sound of the cell phone came to Wang Xiaoer's ears. He took out the cell phone from the pocket of his jeans and took a look at it out of habit. He found that it was a call from a black man named Li Kui. Habitually checking the caller ID is a habit developed in China. There are too many harassing phone calls these days, so most of them are selectively answered, or even not answered, because if there is an emergency, relatives and friends will send text messages. Information notification.

Wang Xiaoer looked at the caller ID and saw the black man Li Kui written on it, feeling a little embarrassed because he did not inherit any memory of taking office. Out of caution, I reviewed in my mind the people who had visited me in the past few months, and found no one who could match this nigger. After hesitating for a few seconds, he pressed the answer button out of courtesy.

"Hey! Looking for me?" Wang Xiaoer tentatively greeted.

"Hey you little melon, I'm looking for you. Stop speaking English, I'm not happy about it. I've done the things you asked me to do, and I've brought you your things. Let's meet at the same place? For your sake. For personal matters, I have spent more than half a year in China. Tell me, how can you reward me?" A loud, somewhat lame Sichuan accent came through the speaker of the mobile phone.

Confused, a little confused. Not to mention the private matter, it was the first time even Wang Xiaoer, the old man, heard about it. After thinking for a while, he casually responded, "Well, I had a car accident some time ago. I just got out of the hospital and I have a lot of things to deal with. Let's do this. At noon tomorrow, you take your things to the Chang'an Western Restaurant that our family owns and give them to De Just uncle. Then, we’ll have a few drinks at the nearby “Sixth Sense Bar.”

"What's the matter with you kid? Why didn't you call me when such a big thing happened? Forget it, don't drink wine, not at the same old place. Let's go to Nan Bo's teahouse in Chinatown. I'll bring you the things directly. In the past, I felt more at ease if I handed it over to you in person." Li Kui replied.

"Okay. That's it. Goodbye." Wang Xiaoer breathed a sigh of relief and got through.

Uncle De and Uncle Nan knew about it. After staying in the special care ward for several months, Uncle De and Uncle Nan both came to visit him. Regarding Nan Bo, Wang Xiaoer tried his best to persuade him that there was a small 8-story teahouse on 2th Street in Philadelphia's Chinatown, the central area, with an area of ​​​​ square meters, not too big. But Uncle Nan has a very good reputation. As long as the Chinese are in need and can help, he will help them and spread their wealth. The business of the small teahouse cannot be said to be booming, but it is definitely not bad. It is vaguely the number one teahouse in Chinatown.

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After rummaging for a long time, I finally found a notebook with a password lock on a canvas seat. This kind of combination lock, which obviously protects against gentlemen but not villains, is undefended for Wang Xiaoer and can be done with a hammer.

It turned out that after Wang Xiaoer and Li Kui talked on the phone, they cheered up and climbed up to their home in Marvel on the fifth floor.

As soon as you enter, you will find that the furnishings in the living room have been meticulously taken care of. The wooden floors on the floor are waxed and shiny. From the beautifully framed pictures of the American team on the wall, to a neatly ironed wardrobe of suits and gowns, to two full The various bottles of wine in the display window have an indescribable sense of harmony. I also accidentally found a mechanical hand-cranked record player. After playing with it for a while, I put down the record needle, and a burst of melodious country music echoed in the living room.

Next, Wang Xiaoer was lucky enough to feel that people with a delicate mind usually write diaries, and this ex was probably a person with a delicate mind, so he began to search for secrets/treasure hunts.

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According to the records in Victor Strange's diary, the greatest wish of this predecessor Victor Strange in his life was for his family to be well. Originally, the family lived a good life, but the drowning of his sister Donna and his mother's car accident soon after brought the extremely emotional Victor to the verge of collapse. Victor originally studied architecture at Moore College of Art and Design and had excellent grades. However, his father, Eugene, had been drinking all day long since his mother passed away. Victor had to drop out of school early and run the hotel's Chang'an Western Restaurant. Raise a family and survive.

According to the description in the diary, Victor's mother Wang Yaoji and her family moved collectively from the United States to China after Wang Yaoji gave birth to her sister, Donna. At the beginning, we exchanged letters, but for some reason it was interrupted. This nigger named Li Kui was commissioned by Victor to go to China with a token in hand to find his natal relatives who had been missing for nearly ten years. The token is the naturally occurring golden cicada from Hotan Moyu.

The nigger Li Kui is a black man born and raised in Chinatown, but he admires Chinese culture, is self-taught, and speaks fluently. He also chose a domineering Chinese name Li Kui from "Water Margin", which shocked Victor. . The two of them had a very good personal relationship. They peeped at the pretty widow taking a bath together, stole Victor's father Eugene's gun and masturbated together, so Victor felt relieved to give him the token of finding his natal relatives.

Other interpersonal relationships are very simple. Uncle De is said to have worked as a chef in his hotel after the Qing Gang leader Jin Pen washed his hands. The three young black helpers were recruited from the slums. They only need to take care of the food and cover the monthly expenses of 400 US dollars.

As for Nanbo, he was Victor's best friend. He especially admired Victor's architectural standards and had been thinking about it for a long time, asking Victor to redesign his teahouse.

There is also a good friend written in the diary, named Yong-Will. He is engaged in banking business, with busy business in Pointe-Antigor-New Mexico and Philadelphia.

That old place is really called the old place. Its full name is the old place hardware market. In fact, it is a spontaneous gathering of small and medium-sized black markets. Many things that are difficult to buy or sell through official channels can be digested here. Not long ago, I heard that a batch of ordnance worth 2000 million US dollars manufactured by Stark Industries was safely delivered here. Since it is a black market, there is no shortage of selling gold caves, black powder, white powder, diamond powder; black fungus, golden fungus, etc.

After finding all the savings cards and cash he could find, Wang Xiaoer discovered that his entire possessions were only 6400 US dollars. Counting the credit card bills, car tickets, and other expenses that I have to pay at the end of the month, all I have at my disposal is the $500 available limit on my credit card. The treatment of cheap father Eugene's liver cancer cost all the family's savings and all the hotel's profits.

A sigh, no matter at home or abroad, entering the hospital is like a bottomless pit, and many people from well-off families are helpless.

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I took a hot bath and wrapped myself in a lavender-scented bathrobe. Wang Xiaoer was bored and touched a stick of "Panda King", smoking one after another.

I thought that most of the time travel seniors were causing trouble and causing trouble. In short, being busy seems to be the meaning of time travel.

So what about yourself?

As a former street writer at Qidian, Wang Xiaoer is well versed in the rules of time travel that trigger golden fingers.

The first rule of time travel: Contact the people and things around you as actively as possible, and there is a chance to get gold fingers through direct or indirect contact with people or objects from the outside world.

The second rule of time travel: Only by participating in the progress of the plot and having more contact with people with the halo of the protagonist in this world can the golden finger be triggered.

The third rule of time travel: If the golden finger cannot be triggered in any of the above, stay curious and dare to do it. If you don’t go crazy, you won’t survive.

Wang Xiaoer has secretly decided that except for the first two rules, he can try it, and forget about the others. It's too much trouble.