Midnight Bookstore Chapter 124 – The Thief Who Steals Corpses

The Mudhead monk came and left suddenly. Of course, under the old Daoist's watchful gaze, he paid the bill.

“Is there something wrong with this person, Boss?” The old Daoist priest asked angrily. “I was standing at the side and listening. He actually persuaded you not to catch ghosts. If you don't catch ghosts, where did you get your achievements and ghost money?”

After saying that, the old Daoist priest waved his hand and turned off the lights in the shop. Even though it was daytime, the brightness in the shop decreased after turning off the lights. Then, he shouted like he was presenting a treasure,

“Monkey Smash!”

Little Monkey immediately jumped over with two plastic fans in his hands. The fans were stained with silver powder, and when he waved them around, they really had a beautiful effect.

The old Daoist priest and Monkey stood in a row. Monkey and the old Daoist priest stamped their feet and shouted at the same time,

“Our slogan is!”

“Work hard! Work hard! Work hard!”

“Our spirit is!”

“Struggle! Struggle! Struggle!”

“Our goal is!”

“Medium! Medium! Medium!”

“Alright, retreat!”

Monkey immediately retreated and jumped back into the bar.

Zhou Ze did not know whether to laugh or cry.

“Ming coins are justice, Ming coins are everything.

Boss, don't be fooled by him. ”

There was a scar on the old Daoist priest's chest. It was said that he had used the h.e.l.l coin to avoid being stabbed in the heart, so he had a deep obsession with the h.e.l.l coin.

Zhou Ze waved his hand, indicating that he understood.

“Eh, it's you?”

The bookstore's door was pushed open, and a young man walked in.

Zhou Ze knew this young man. He was an intern doctor at the People's Hospital. When Zhou Ze was pretending to be a doctor in the hospital, he had been there a few times. He had helped him out a few times.

“Why are you here?”

The young intern was very curious about Zhou Ze. He was naturally dumb, but he had not found out about the relationship between Zhou Ze and Doctor Lin. He thought that Zhou Ze was really a doctor.

Of course, it was also because Zhou Ze's medical skills were superb that the young intern doctor could not tell.

“There's no future as a doctor. I'm doing business now,” Zhou Ze said casually.

“This is your bookstore?”

“Sort of.”

At that moment, Tang Shi appeared at the staircase and looked at Zhou Ze.

“Take a seat first, I'll go.”

The young doctor sat down beside him, and the old Daoist priest poured the tea earnestly. As long as you accepted the tea, it would be the lowest price of one hundred RMB.

Zhou Ze walked to Tang Shi. “What's wrong?”

“Are you free tomorrow?” Tang Shi asked.

“No.”

“Then what were you planning to do tomorrow?”

“I haven't decided yet.”

Nodding her head, Tang Shi replied, “Let's have dinner together tomorrow.”

Tang Shi and Zhou Ze frowned at the same time.

Eating together tomorrow was a normal social term for normal people, but for these two, it was no less than torture.

' We'll have dinner together tomorrow night.' In their ears, it could be translated as 'We'll have an electric shock together tomorrow night. '

“Have some tea.” Tang Shi changed her words.

“A guest?”

“I guess so.” Tang Shi looked around and said,” You can relax now. I won't fight with you for the maid anymore.”

Zhou Ze smiled and nodded.

After chatting with Tang Shi, Zhou Ze turned around and walked back to his original position. The old Daoist priest and the young intern doctor were chatting happily, and the two of them looked like they were old friends.

Of course, with the old Daoist's experience, he could become close friends with anyone.

“What's wrong?” Zhou Ze asked.

“Boss, he said that the bodies in the morgue would always be broken or lost, but we couldn't find out who did it. I just gave him a warning.”

The old Daoist priest took out a plastic bottle from his pocket. It was fluorescent powder.

“I'm telling you, I'm sure this was done by someone inside your hospital. You can secretly throw this on the body. If you catch the thief, you'll be able to become a doctor intern.”

“Transfer to the Public Security Bureau?” Zhou Ze looked at the old Daoist. “Why are you giving others ideas?”

At that moment, the young intern answered the phone, probably to urge him to return to the hospital. He hung up the phone, smiled at the old man, shook his hand, and left the bookstore.

“Boss, are there really people who steal corpses?” the old Daoist asked curiously. He knew that Zhou Ze was a doctor in his past life, so he definitely knew some inside information.

“Yes,” Zhou Ze replied.

“Then what? Steal the body to transplant the organs?” the old Daoist asked immediately.

“Do you think it's as simple as an organ transplant? The conditions for organ transplantation are very harsh. It's basically impossible to steal a body from the morgue.

Normally speaking, it could be sent to medical schools or research inst.i.tutes for autopsy experiments. After all, human bodies were not lab rats, and there were very few experimental subjects.

“Other than that, some people are more superst.i.tious, and they would steal a body to match it with a ghost marriage. Other people believe that drinking the powder from a corpse's skull can cure illness. In any case, there are all kinds of theories, so the theft of a body is actually quite serious. However, after the cremation, things have gotten much better.”

“Grind the skull into powder to drink? Become pearl powder?” The old Daoist priest made a gesture like he wanted to vomit.

Zhou Ze sat down by the window again. A Nissan stopped at the entrance of the bookstore, and someone alighted from it. It was someone who had returned to his hometown.

“You're back!”

The old Daoist priest was very excited to see Xu Qinglang. He was sick of eating takeout, so he missed Xu Qinglang's days in the shop.

Zhou Ze was very calm, but he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He had almost finished his plum juice.

Xu Qinglang did not enter. Instead, he waved at Zhou Ze and squatted down at the door.

He looked troubled.

Zhou Ze walked out of the shop and stood beside him. After some thought, he squatted down as well.

“What's wrong?” Zhou Ze asked.

Xu Qinglang was in no hurry to answer. Instead, he handed Zhou Ze a cigarette and sighed.

“Going home for a blind date.”

“Yes,” Zhou Ze said.

“Sigh.”

“Nothing?” Zhou Ze asked.

Xu Qinglang shook his head. “It's too fast.”

“How fast are we getting intimate?”

Xu Qinglang glanced at Zhou Ze but did not deny it.

“So fast,” Zhou Ze sighed.

“I'm not like you. I'm still normal,” Xu Qinglang reminded him.

“Then why are you crying?”

“The problem is, after it ended, the person placed a sum of money on my bed and left.

“You were prost.i.tuted?” Zhou Ze was surprised.

Xu Qinglang was a little depressed.

“We were supposed to go on a blind date at the coffee shop, but the blind date didn't show up because she had something to do. I didn't receive the notice, so I got the wrong blind date. Then I sat in front of her and chatted with her. Then I asked her to go to a movie and went shopping with her. At night, she invited me to a hotel to show me the script she had just written. She was a scriptwriter.

“I'm guessing it's a fluorescent script, the kind that needs to be turned off.”

Xu Qinglang scratched his head helplessly.

“After she left, she placed three thousand yuan on my bedside table. I treated her as my blind date, and I was a little surprised that she was so open and conservative. Perhaps this was love at first sight?

“Most of the time, love at first sight is just l.u.s.t.”

“In the end, I realized that that was not the case.” Xu Qinglang was conflicted.

“Is she treating you like a duck?”

“Can you shut up?” Xu Qinglang looked at Zhou Ze bitterly.

“You took the money and slept with the person. You didn't lose anything.”

“That may be the case, but I feel like my self-esteem has suffered a blow. I have more than twenty suites of men, but I was actually treated like a prost.i.tute by a woman!”

“Actually, if you think about it from a different perspective, you might feel better.”

“Such as?”

“For example, you have the most houses among all the people who are ducks.

“Or perhaps, the one with the most houses looks like a duck.”

“Sorry, I'm not good at comforting people.” Zhou Ze patted Xu Qinglang's shoulder and continued.

“Pull yourself together.

Bed was the worst place in the world, so why take it so seriously?

By the way, did you go back to your hometown just to go on a blind date? ”

“Not really. My family's ancestral grave is about to be demolished, so I went back to relocate it. By the way, something weird happened. I'll talk to you in a few days, but I want to go up and rest.”

Xu Qinglang stood up and pushed open the door of the bookstore. He took a bottle of red wine from the bar counter and went upstairs to his room.

The entire afternoon pa.s.sed in a relaxed manner. When it was eight in the evening, Zhou Ze was finally energized. Usually, at this time, the real guests would arrive.

Xu Qinglang probably drank to drown his sorrows and did not go downstairs. Therefore, he ordered takeout for dinner.

The old Daoist priest and the little monkey sat on a stool. The father and son drank a mouthful of peanuts and a mouthful of wine. The little monkey's alcohol tolerance was also brought out by the old Daoist priest.

The door to the bookstore was pushed open, and a crisp sound came from the other side of the curtain.

The intern doctor pushed the door open.

The old Daoist priest was a little drunk. He extended his hand and beckoned the intern doctor to drink a little.

There was nothing he could do about it. In the entire bookstore, he could not find anyone else who could drink with him. He could only drink with the monkey. Now that a living person had come, he was naturally happy.

“I just got off work, and I forgot that I didn't give you any money for coming here today. By the way, I still have to give you the money for the fluorescent powder.” The intern doctor was still as honest as ever.

“No, it's just a hundred yuan for the tea. It's just a hundred and fifty yuan with fluorescent powder.”

The old Daoist pretended to be magnanimous.

The old priest took the money angrily and patted the intern's shoulder.

“If you really want to thank me, treat me to a meal. We can have a good chat.”

The old Daoist priest looked at Zhou Ze guiltily.

Zhou Ze nodded.

The intern doctor did not reject him. He was not a local, and due to his personality, he did not have many friends here. He hooked his arm around the old Daoist priest's shoulder and left the bookstore to find a tavern.

It was already dark, and the streetlights were still quite bright.

The old Daoist priest and the intern doctor walked for a while. When they were about to reach the tavern in front, the old Daoist priest turned into a dark alley and undid his belt.

“I'm sorry, I need to fill it with water first.”

The intern doctor did not stand on ceremony. He stood beside the old Daoist priest and unbuckled his belt.

“Hey, you're so down-to-earth. I like it!”

“Haha, it's quite exciting. You can urinate wherever you want.” The intern was obviously influenced by the old man.

“That's nothing. It's human nature. By the way, did you wipe the fluorescent powder I gave you at noon on the body?” the old Daoist priest asked.

“Yes, but the body was lost again today. The hospital called the police, but they still couldn't find any clues.”

“Is it useless?” the old Daoist priest asked apologetically.

“Yes, it won't work.” The intern doctor nodded.

“Then forget it. Let's have a drink tonight.”

“It's fine, I'll treat you,” the intern doctor said.

“Of course, you have some face. I believe in you!”

As he spoke, the old Daoist priest did not wash his hands. He patted the other party's shoulder and encouraged him!

“You're old, you should.”

The intern smiled.

The old Daoist priest was suddenly stunned.

He did not notice it before because there were lights in the bookstore and street lamps along the way.

But in this dark alley,

The old Daoist priest suddenly saw the intern smile.

On his teeth,

There was a faint layer.

Lumos.