Open a Clinic to Cultivate Myself

In a jewelry store, a saleswoman looked at the counter in a depressed mood, holding a bunch of young leaflet rosewood bracelets. This young man has let her take the Yabai bracelet, Jinsinan bracelet, Huanghuali bracelet, and even the blood sandalwood and rhino horn rosewood, which are counterfeit rosewood. She showed him all kinds of bracelets. But he just heard it and didn't even say a word.

This weird young man is Ning Tao, this is the fifth shop he has ever smelled.

"Sir, if you like to smell it, you can buy it and smell it. You can smell it as much as you want." The saleswoman said that if it wasn't for Ning Tao's handsome look and seductive eyes, she would not have waited.

"Not that taste ..." Ning Tao looked disappointed.

"What's not like this?" The saleswoman asked.

Ning Tao gathered his thoughts. He handed the rosewood bracelet to the saleswoman and smiled. "Nothing, thank you."

"What bracelet do you want to buy?"

Ning Tao thought about it for a while, and said, "Yes, are there any rings made of wood?"

The saleswoman said, "Who wears a wooden ring? We have never sold a wooden ring here, unless it is made by ourselves, and the general wood is definitely not good. It must be made of wood and jade."

"Wooden jade?" Ning Tao heard the name for the first time, and he curiously said, "What is wooden jade?"

The saleswoman said: "Wooden jade is a prehistoric tree buried in the ground, which has evolved over a long period of time. It has a hard texture and looks similar to jade. It is only produced in Myanmar."

Ning Tao's heart moved suddenly, and she was anxious, "Where can I buy this kind of woody jade?"

The saleswoman looked at Ning Tao with a strange look, "Are you sure you didn't smell?"

Ning Tao grinned. "I prefer the taste of wood, so I must smell the beads when buying. Do you have any wood jade here? If you have any, please show it to me. I will definitely buy you the same."

"That stuff is heavy. It's in the storeroom. Come with me. I'll take you there." The saleswoman said.

"Okay, thank you." Ning Tao followed the saleswoman through a narrow corridor in the store and came to the warehouse.

As soon as he entered the warehouse, Ning Tao awakened his nose smelling, and a large amount of wood and jade smell poured into his nose.

The saleswoman walked to a corner in the storeroom and said, "Don't touch anything, or our boss will scold me."

"Please rest assured, I won't touch anything." Ning Tao said, just then a smell that seemed to have smelled suddenly poured into his nasal cavity.

That's it, he smelled this smell on Zhou Ying's body!

The saleswoman went under the corner, opened a black cloth, and a piece of red woody jade was immediately exposed. It looks like the trunk of a tree, with a diameter of dozens of centimeters and a length of more than one meter. Its colors are bright, with emerald and red, and white. The main color is emerald. If you just look at the emerald area, it is a bit like emerald.

In fact, as soon as the black cloth was uncovered, more odor molecules poured into Ning Tao's nostrils, he determined that the wood smell he captured on Zhou Ying's body was the smell of woody jade. The murderer had a ring made of wood jade on his finger.

"That's it." The saleswoman stopped beside Mu Huayu.

Ning Tao said: "Is this kind of thing only made in Myanmar?"

The corner of the saleswoman's mouth was a smile, "Only from Myanmar, do you smell or buy?"

Ning Tao, "..."

When he left the jewelry store, Ning Tao fulfilled his promise and bought a string of **** sandalwood bracelets for 100 yuan. He estimated that the thing was worth 20-30 yuan. But as far as his gains are concerned, this effort is trivial.

Out of the jewelry store, Ning Tao called Bai Jing. "Sister Bai, how is it with you?"

Bai Jing's voice came from the cell phone. "I went to three drone clubs and a drone performance company, but they all said that there is currently no civilian drone that can carry a person to the sky. No one sending packages There are machines, but they can only transport a few pounds of goods. "

Ning Tao said after a moment of silence: "Then the possibility of the killer throwing the corpse with a drone can be ruled out. You and Qing Zhuan go back first, and I will come back later."

Qing Zhui's voice came from the cell phone again, "Brother Ning, what would you like to eat at night? I'll go home and make it for you."

Ning Tao's heart was warm, but she said, "Don't bother, you don't even have a stove in that place."

"Can I just use a stone to support the pot?" Qing Zhui's voice was soft and sweet.

"Then make some porridge." Ning Tao said, she wanted to cook for him, and he would be a bit rude if he said to eat outside.

"Well, I'll go home and cook now." Qing Zhui's voice was full of joy and happiness.

Bai Jing's voice came from the mobile phone, "The unpromising silly girl, if you are so used to him, you will spoil him ..."

Ning Tao smiled bitterly, hung up the phone, and rode back on the Tiandao tram. He originally wanted to return to the "little mistress", but after riding halfway, he changed his mind and came to Shancheng Medical University.

After all, he couldn't let Zhou Ying's death die, and that young and beautiful face always appeared in his mind. If he wasn't given justice, what other face would he be like, the good and evil middleman?

Ning Tao slowed down as she stepped across the school gate and drove towards the alley where a garbage truck was parked. A middle-aged man stood at the alley and looked inside the alley. He probably wanted to go in to dispose of the garbage, but the alley was pulled by the police's isolation tape to prevent entry.

Ning Tao stopped next to the garbage truck, set up the frame and came to the middle-aged man. He took a subconscious look at the hand of the middle-aged man. Middle-aged men have no rings on their hands and their palms are rough.

The middle-aged man glanced at Ning Tao and said, "Brother, why is this blocked?"

Ning Tao said: "A body was found here and the police sealed it."

"Oh, this is the case. It seems that I can't clean up the garbage here today." The middle-aged man said to himself, then turned to the garbage truck parked on the side of the road.

Ning Tao looked at the orange overalls on his body, and suddenly remembered something, "Brother, please wait."

The middle-aged man stopped and glanced at Ning Tao, "What?"

Ning Tao came to the middle-aged man. "I went to work in the city, so is there a shortage of people?"

"Lack, our company recruits sanitation workers and garbage truck drivers for many years, but you are so young, do you have that hardship?" The middle-aged man looked at Ning Tao with a questioning look in his eyes.

Ning Tao said: "I come from the mountain, I have strength and can bear hardships and stand hard work."

The middle-aged man said, "I think you have fine skin and tender meat. What strength do you have? Dry sanitation work is very hard."

Ning Tao sighed. "Big brother, you should do me a favor. I came out this time because my mother-in-law thought I was not profitable. I moved right and wrong in front of my daughter-in-law every day. I simply went out to work to find money. Sorrow, "If I can't find a job, my snobbish mother-in-law hasn't challenged my daughter-in-law to divorce me, brother, if you do me a favor, I'll ask you to drink."

The mood of the middle-aged man suddenly changed. "Fuck, my mother-in-law is also snob-eyed. Every time I meet with my wife, you see how many nutritional products the son-in-law next door buys, and who else's son-in-law is promoted. Raise the salary, the whole family travels to Thailand, and I'm angry when I hear it. "

Ning Tao sighed again, "Brother, it seems we are connected with the disease."

The middle-aged man reached out and patted Ning Tao's shoulder. "Brother, my name is Shi Run, you write down a mobile phone number, come to my company tomorrow and call me, and I will take you to the interview. I can go to work with a word. "

Shi Run's body was full of the smell of garbage.

Ning Tao wrote down Shi Run's mobile phone number, asked the company's address, chatted, and asked, "Brother, how many cars do you get in a day?"

Shi Run said: "Usually twice a day, once in the evening, once in the morning at 4 or 5 am, we have to work overtime on holidays. In our business, we get up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, and make hard money. What are you doing? "

Ning Tao said, "No, I will come tomorrow." After a pause, he asked again, "Yes, Brother Shi, who was responsible for the garbage here last night?"

"I don't know about this. Several people opened this line. I have to go back and ask before I know. What do you ask?" Shi Run looked at Ning Tao with a curious look.

Ning Tao said, "I just ask casually and understand the line situation. It will not necessarily mean that I have to drive a garbage truck."

"Do you have a driver's license?"

Ning Tao shook his head. "No, but I can learn. I will definitely get a driver's license."

Shi Run smiled, "Wait until you get your driver's license, and I'll get the car."

Ning Tao said, "Brother Shi, I'll come to you tomorrow."

"Okay, call me tomorrow." Shi Run got in the car and drove away.

Ning Tao looked at the garbage truck that was going away, and a cold smile appeared in the corner of his mouth. This Shi Run is not the killer, but he already knows how to find the killer.

Ning Tao returned to the Tiandao tram and was preparing to get on the train. Two classmates helped an old aunt to come here.

"Auntie, I don't think you should go anymore ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ That place is dirty." A female classmate said.

"No, no ... I'm going to see ..." The old aunt walked tremblingly and muttered while walking, "Daughter, mother is here, mother is here ..."

Ning Tao had already guessed the identity of the old aunt. Looking at the old aunt who was white and dangling, his heart felt like a needle stuck, and it was painful.

The three passed by without anyone glancing at Ning Tao.

He helped the old aunt's male classmate and said, "Auntie, your grief will change smoothly and you can't be resurrected. You have to take care of your body. Zhou Ying doesn't want to see you like this.

The old aunt seemed to not hear his voice, still thinking, "Daughter, mother is here, mother is here ..."

The most painful thing in the world is to send white hair to black people. What other comforting language in the world can make the old aunt come out of the grief of losing her daughter?

Ning Tao was powerless.

But he can give her justice.