This supermarket is not right [Honghuang]

Fang Zhe breathed a sigh of relief when the young man in the blue police uniform walked in.Looking at the young man's eyes, it was like seeing his own brother.He rushed forward, "Comrade policeman, I am the one who called the police." Fang Zhe looked at the little policeman as if he had survived a catastrophe, and the little policeman was stunned, "You called the police about drug trafficking?"

"Yes!" Fang Zhe nodded happily, and then came back to his senses, with a mournful face, "I said I was really forced." The middle-aged policeman next to the little policeman couldn't laugh or cry, "You two don't talk ok, where is it?"

Fang Zhe turned his head and took a peek at Haotian.When he saw Haotian looking at him fiercely, he couldn't help shivering.The middle-aged policeman looked at the supermarket with a Chinese character face and piercing eyes.The furnishings in the supermarket are the same as in other supermarkets, with labels on the patchwork shelves.After sorting all the items, it can be seen that the owner of this supermarket has carefully managed it.

He stroked the blue stubble on his chin, turned around and saw the young man who claimed to be the owner of the supermarket following him step by step.He squinted and looked at the young man in front of him.The appearance of the young man is feminine, but he still has a masculine beauty.His bangs covered his forehead, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes were looking at him wetly.His eyes flicked back and forth, as if he wanted to tell him something.

On the high bridge of the nose, willow eyebrows resemble the moon, and the fair face is a little chapped.It can be seen that this young man is not a pampered person.The middle-aged policeman looked at the quiet man with a very unique masculinity.Sitting on the counter as if in a superior position for a long time, with a stern face, one can't help but want to worship.Reminiscing like a banished fairy, independent of the world.

Both the middle-aged policeman and the junior policeman were members of the Narcotics Division, and the middle-aged policeman had just retired from the front line.After receiving this call to the police, the middle-aged policeman volunteered to come.Because he has just retired for a few months, he is very familiar with this thing.Even, he can easily distinguish a variety of drugs.

The atmosphere in the supermarket was a bit weird, and he looked suspiciously at the items in the supermarket.Such a supermarket can only be regarded as a small supermarket.If this supermarket sells drugs, the middle-aged policeman recalled the terrain here.There is only such a supermarket here, and there is a lot of traffic. If there is a drug deal, I am afraid it will have been reported long ago.

The traffic here is huge, and there are not no people with hot eyes.Thinking of this, the middle-aged policeman's face darkened. There are only two possibilities.One is that the boss here only covers the sky with his hands.Another way, he turned his eyes to Fang Zhe, who was tense.The possibility of reporting a false alarm does not seem to be too high.

"You mean, he's a drug dealer?" The middle-aged policeman pulled Fang Zhe to the corner and asked, pointing at Haotian.Fang Zhe nodded hastily, lowered his voice and said, "Yes, let me inspect the goods. I ate a little, it's okay... nothing wrong?"

"Eat it?" The middle-aged policeman frowned, "Are you sure?" Fang Zhe shook his head, "I don't know what it is, but after eating it, I feel as light as a swallow, and my whole body is comfortable... Anyway, it's just... um... It feels like being baptized by something."

Listening to Fang Zhe's description, the middle-aged policeman straightened his police cap and lowered his voice, "Don't startle the snake, take me to see what you said first." After finishing speaking, he looked at the young policeman next to him, "Little Liu, you stay here and take care of that person. Be careful yourself, if you find something wrong, don't act rashly. Be smart, you know?"

The little policeman seemed to have just come out of school not long ago, his eyes were rolling.With a rush of blood on his face, he nodded and said, "Master, don't worry."

The middle-aged policeman patted the young policeman on the shoulder heavily, turned around and followed Fang Zhe up the stairs.The little policeman stood in front of the shelf, smiling at Haotian.Haotian didn't even blink his eyes, and lowered his eyes, as if he didn't care about being stared at like this.

"Do you see what is written on those things?" The middle-aged policeman asked as he walked.

"Well, there is Mengpo soup on it, and Jiuzhuan Jindan... By the way, there is also Yangzhi Ganlu." Fang Zhe recalled, "I thought these names were weird. Because I just took over this supermarket, And, it's a gift. I'm a little scared, so be extra careful."

The middle-aged policeman nodded understandingly, he must not have the heart of harming others, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable.He pursed his lips. He had seen many weird drugs, but this was the first time he heard of a drug called Meng Po Tang.

It doesn't sound like a drug at all.More like a prank, he casually glanced at the serious-looking young man in front of him.I wondered if this young man was a little worried, even if it was a gift, it must be a gift from relatives.probably not--

However, this is also something that cannot be said.

He has been in the police force for many years, and the middle-aged policeman has rich experience.From what he heard from the young man, there seemed to be nothing particularly strange.When he came to the corner of the stairs, the young man stood firm and glanced at it with his eyes.Seeing the words Meng Po Tang written on it, he pointed to the cardboard box and said, "Look, this is it."

"This?" The middle-aged policeman stepped forward with a strange expression.He opened the cardboard box and a bottle of black liquid was sitting quietly in the plastic bottle.He held it in his hand and raised it, "That's what you wouldn't say, right?"

"Yes, this is it!" Fang Zhe nodded with great certainty.He could see 'Meng Po Soup' written on it, and the middle-aged policeman opened the bottle cap suspiciously.

With a snort, a burst of gas came out of the bottle cap.The middle-aged policeman took it to his lips and sniffed it, then took a light taste.He stood up and said to Fang Zhe with a strange expression, "This is... Coke!"

Fang Zhe looked at the middle-aged policeman in shock, staring at him in disbelief.The middle-aged policeman frowned and pointed to the cardboard box, "It clearly says Coke."

Following the hand of the middle-aged policeman, Fang Zhe could clearly see that the words on the cardboard box were not Mengpo soup, but Pepsi.

"Impossible...it's impossible..." Fang Zhe's astonished expression made the middle-aged policeman's expression more and more suspicious. He was tall and standing in the stairwell, reflecting a long reflection.

"Well, let's check." The middle-aged policeman saw that Fang Zhe didn't seem to be lying, so he opened another box for inspection.

After checking several cardboard boxes, the middle-aged policeman lowered his eyes and patted Fang Zhe, who was slumped on the ground, "Young man, it's true that you have multiple minds. But...you may not have a good rest, and you have a problem." Hallucinations. Get a good night's sleep tonight, and you'll be fine tomorrow morning."

The middle-aged policeman looked at Fang Zhe, looking at him with an ugly expression.He was also embarrassed to blame the young man, perhaps because the young man had just taken over the supermarket and was worried about what would happen to the supermarket, so...

"Let's go!" The middle-aged policeman turned and walked down the stairwell, Fang Zhe rubbed his eyes vigorously.Looking at this pile of goods, there is no such thing as Mengpo soup and Jiuzhuan Jindan on it.The signs above were all normal cola and potato chips. He patted his head vigorously. Could it be that his nerves were really nervous, so he had hallucinations?

Holding the railing with one hand, Fang Zhe just walked down the stairwell.I saw that the black characters on the carton gradually changed, and the three big characters of Meng Po Tang appeared again.

Haotian buried his head, showing a hint of a smile.The middle-aged policeman walked up to Xiao Liu and whispered a few words, then turned to Fang Zhe, who was pale, and said, "Young man, pay attention to rest. This time we will not pursue your false police report. Be careful next time and be sure to see clearly Only then can we call the police, and resources are so tight now... You see, we have wasted a lot of time."

Patting Fang Zhe on the shoulder, the middle-aged policeman led the young policeman out of the supermarket.Haotian raised his head and raised his eyebrows at Fang Zhe, Fang Zhe was startled by Haotian's actions.

Taking a few steps back, he bumped into the shelf with a bang.Haotian chuckled, "Boss, you don't want to sign?" Haotian's slender fingers held a list, shaking it in front of Fang Zhe's eyes.

Fang Zhe swallowed his saliva and walked over tremblingly.Picking up the pen tremblingly, he signed his name on the manifest.Looking up at Haotian, Haotian is not talking.Put away the shipping papers and go straight out the back door.The rumbling sound of ignition was coming from the back door, Fang Zhe was not at ease, and walked carefully to the back door.

Stretching out his head, Fang Zhe saw that the red truck had already disappeared.Heaving a sigh of relief, he sat back at the counter and wondered in his heart, could it be that he was hallucinating from his wild imagination?But the word I saw was too real.Even the bill of lading had—

Thinking of this, Fang Zhe dug out the shipping bill.The items written on it are commonly used, and there are no weird names.Fang Zhe lay on the counter and grabbed his hair helplessly. It seemed that he was hallucinating.

Looking up, the afterglow of the setting sun is gradually falling.The street lights outside the supermarket snapped.The dim street lights illuminated the street in front of the supermarket, Fang Zhe took a deep breath.After checking the goods, I found that my stomach was already growling.

Opening the drawer under the cash register, Fang Zhe was surprised to find that there were still some small bills in the drawer.Although not many, only a few hundred.But it was enough for him to live for a while.

Silently touching the money in his pocket, Fang Zhe decided to start business tomorrow.No, it has to open tonight.Otherwise, he might really have nothing to eat.

Taking out 100 yuan at random, Fang Zhe walked out of the supermarket, ready to go out to find food.

"Hmm..." A ten-year-old child ran towards Fang Zhe, dripping with sweat, and collided with Fang Zhe.The child turned his head to look at Fang Zhe, pursed his lips and remained silent.Staring back again, he quickly ran to the opposite street.

Fang Zhe touched his belly that was hit just now, and found that a bright red plastic bottle cap had been slapped on his clothes.Fang Zhe was holding the cap of the small bottle with his hands to throw it away, but found that there was still a piece of paper inside.

The paper was soaked in water, and the crooked characters were somewhat blurred.

Fang Zhe could only roughly distinguish the words 'help me' written on it...