[Zhongyingmei] Observation diary of male gods

However, the two of them soon noticed that there was not only the young boy's booth here, but there were other people as well.

It's such a small town, there's no reason why everyone doesn't know it.

"Uncle, I want to ask, where did the kid from this stall go?" Hubert saw the stall next to the boy's stall at a glance. is there waiting for someone.

Maybe it's just waiting for him to be taken advantage of...

"Are you looking for Willie? He has closed the stall and gone back." The middle-aged uncle took a deep breath of his cigarette and started chattering slowly, "Could it be that I bought something from him and found it to be broken? This kid is just dishonest. Always stealing from his neighbors to sell and getting beat up by Theo one day."

"Can you tell me where he lives?" Hubert continued to ask in a gentlemanly manner.

In fact, he had already obtained some information from the uncle, such as the boy's name, and the possibility that he was the maker of the doll in his hand.

"Young man, although that kid is not kind, I can't tell you to make you trouble him. I watched him grow up." The middle-aged uncle said with a flick of his eyes.

Everyone has tacitly agreed that Hubert and Steve still don't know what each other means, they just don't buy anything and don't give any information.

Hubert is not really unreasonable, he randomly picked a few things that he felt could be used and then looked at the middle-aged uncle, pay attention, he chose, not paid, that is to say, the information that must be obtained is useful, He will give money.

The middle-aged uncle saw what Hubert had chosen and thought it was acceptable. He rubbed his hands and went to get them, "Is this the only choice for teenagers? Thank you, the total is 25 dollars."

Anyway, it was just giving out the kid's address. It was Willy who sold fake products to others, and he deserved to be approached to settle accounts.

So there is no pressure on a certain uncle to betray Willy, and he doesn't even care whether Hubert is a bad guy or not.

"Shouldn't uncle say something?" Hubert didn't let go, and the money still couldn't be easily given out until he got the information he wanted to know.

The middle-aged uncle quickly said that there is no pressure to sell someone, "Hey, that kid Willie lives straight ahead, turn into a forest, and he will be there in a short time."

Satisfied, Hubert let go of the money, "Uncle, thank you."

"It's all right." The middle-aged man wiped off his sweat. He didn't expect this young man to be quite strong. He couldn't help reminding, "But there's a long way to go inside, so it's best to drive there."

"Thank you." Hubert nodded.

"But don't say I didn't remind you, outsiders, this town is not peaceful recently, there are always women who are traveling and disappear, but they can't be found in the end..." The middle-aged man is not a bad-hearted person, and he couldn't help it. Remind Hubert and the others, after all, Hubert looks good, who knows if that kidnapper is not taboo to men and women.

After Hubert got this important message, he followed Steve thoughtfully to the side of the RV.

"Is it too ostentatious to drive this?" Steve asked, patting the big black guy.

"Don't forget, this car is not just a RV." Hubert said with a smile and glanced at the rear of the RV.

"I almost forgot, you still have a motorcycle." Steve smacked his forehead, and immediately remembered the means of transportation prepared before departure, "This car is really necessary for going out."

I brought a motorcycle and a sports car with me when I was prepared, but I didn't expect to be able to use it after only a few days of going out.

"Shut up for Stark Industries." Hubert smiled very happily, and his white teeth were shining white in the air, quite dazzling.

"Like?" Steve always couldn't understand some of Hubert's fashionable words, bullying the elderly is wrong!

"It's nothing, it's a good word anyway." Hubert waved his hand, this kind of Internet term is really too troublesome to explain.

"But are you sure you don't want to call the police?" Steve has gotten used to it, and when he comes out with Hubert, he can't always leave. One is abnormal, and the other is to call the police.

"Uh, let's forget about the sheriff here, we can get some stronger evidence and then summon Adam." After Hubert learned the lesson last time, he was actually a little scared. No one wants to go through such a thing again. Is the most basic trust so difficult to establish?

"Do you regard Adam as a summoned beast?" Steve almost laughed, because Hugh's description was too funny.

"He's much easier to use than summoned beasts." Hubert shrugged nonchalantly. Anyway, he would call Adam if he had anything to do in New York, but... his family's Bao Bao is now an agent, maybe he can call Bao Bao in the future?

Of course, his treasure is definitely not a summoned beast, even if it is, it is the cutest and cutest!

"If Adam knew your evaluation, would he cry?" Steve's mouth twitched, showing a little sympathy for someone.

"Don't underestimate Adam's ability to bear." Hubert felt that Adam should be in pain and happiness, since his rate of solving crimes has skyrocketed, that guy Adam has nothing to complain about.

"Come on, put it on." Steve dragged out the motorcycle, stepped on the motorcycle with long legs, and handed Hubert a helmet.

"You don't even wear it..." Hubert despised it. It was so ugly to wear a hard hat, and it ruined his image too much.

"Be careful." Steve and Hubert just looked at each other, without forcing, but they didn't mean to take it back.

"..." In the end, Hubert was the one who lost the battle, blah blah!The male god is too foul!

Putting on the hard hat honestly, Hubert straddled the back and leaned on Steve's back. He felt the male god's broad back stiffen for two seconds before slowly relaxing.

Motorcycles are indeed much more flexible than cars. According to the route given by the middle-aged uncle, after more than ten minutes, Hubert and the others saw a half-old house, and there was a dilapidated car in front of the house. The car was still piled with some junk that Hubert had seen at the boy's booth before.

It seems that I found the right place, the middle-aged uncle is still very honest.

Not stopping in the open space in front of the house, Hubert got out of the car first. After taking off his helmet, he saw a face coming out of the window, it was the boy who deceived them.

Hubert smiled habitually, stepped forward with Steve, and knocked on the door.

He's a gentleman, breaking into a door or something, that's just too rough, it's not his style.

Just like the profession of his mother and father, if it is too rough, it will destroy the historical value of cultural relics, so it must be untied carefully.

Hubert has never seen their archaeological appearance, but his elder sister has seen it, not only has she seen it, but she has also been with them for many years. I heard that they were wonderful together back then.

He couldn't imagine what his sister meant by wonderful.

After all, this is a magical world. It would be wrong to interpret archaeology as normal. Laomei is like this. She has no history and always wants to dig other people's good things.

"Young man, I have already seen you." Hubert said with a smile.

Wait, why is this word so familiar?Must be an illusion...

"..." The boy Willie inside was silent, and he didn't intend to come out to open the door.

"Are you really not going to come out?" Hubert said in a good-tempered manner, not forgetting to threaten, "Did you see the strong man next to me? His arm strength can tear devils with his hands."

What the hell is that hand tearing devil? !Although Steve didn't refute with his mouth, he couldn't help complaining in his heart.

"You, you can't hurt me!" Willy was really scared. He thought of Steve's strong muscles, how could he stay there? Who could the dilapidated gate of his house stop?

Anyway, at the very least, Hubert couldn't be stopped.

"Trust me, I can do it." Hubert continued enthusiastically.

"..." Steve always felt that something was wrong, did something strange come in?

"I, I'll just open the door." Willie opened the door tremblingly, and he knew that the two strangers would not find him so quickly.

"That's good." Hubert was satisfied. He was just trying to scare the children, and he didn't really want to demolish their houses. That would be a crime. As an excellent citizen, he has always been law-abiding.

Hubert entered the room first, followed by Steve. Anyway, Willie couldn't escape, and sat on the sofa where the cotton had already escaped, "What do you want?"

"Shouldn't we ask you?" Hubert asked back.

"The doll was made by Theo who lived in a house not far from my house. I just stole one and sold it because I saw how good it was. What I said was true." Willie said in a hurry.

"What kind of person is Theo?" Hubert asked directly.

"Theo has some intellectual problems. He used to live with his mother, but his mother passed away a few months ago." Willie said with his head drooping.

"Then when did he start making such dolls?" Hearing this, Hubert's mystery was partly solved.

"When you say it like this, it seems that it only started in the last two months..." Willie said after thinking about it.