The grocery shopping group set off in a frenzy, followed by three nanny vans, eleven photographers, and countless other staff.
Li Si and Shuhua stood still, they only had one photographer, and it was a young guy with a freckled face. Introduced himself as having just graduated from the photography department.
None of the three had a licence. Li Si volunteers that he can steal a car away from the show.
Shuhua unmercifully gave him an output and finally decided to go for a bus ride.
The bus is more human in the early morning.
The drowsy social animals were basically concentrated in the last rush hour, and now two kinds of people predominated on the bus: one kind of old people rushing to the market to buy groceries, and the other kind of college students who happened to not have much class and came out to go shopping.
As soon as he got on the bus, Li Si went straight to the penultimate row.
Shuhua grunted and sat beside him, "The penultimate row of the bus, theoretically the safest position for an accident, I can't imagine you still believe in this kind of nebulous probability theory."
Li Si gave her an odd look, "Eh, I just look at the open window here, it feels cool."
Shuhua was momentarily speechless and decided never to speak to Li Si again.
The bus drove slowly and the photographer fumbled to hold the camera steady. He filmed for a while and Shuhua turned back in displeasure, "What are you filming? We're not doing anything."
The photographer was a little embarrassed and pointed to Li Si who was sitting in front of him.
Only Li Si kept looking around.
But he wasn't aimless, he was staring at a person carefully and thoughtfully. It took several minutes before his gaze shifted to the next person.
"What are you doing?" Shu Hua didn't hold back and asked anyway.
"Observing." Li Si said succinctly.
Seeing Shuhua's frown again, he hurriedly explained, "Really! I'm analysing these people's behaviour and then deducing their occupations."
"You understand, right? Bengoshi reasoning, detective Sherlock Holmes stuff."
A cold grunt escaped Shu Hua's tiny nose, "What Sherlock Holmes? Great Detective Jude I do know, cartoons for kids."
There was no Sherlock Holmes in this world? Li Si was surprised for a split second, then took this matter to heart.
He took a deep breath, "Tell you what, watch it and I'll show you. See that guy over there?"
Li Si's finger was a pretty-looking urbanite with long black silk legs folded together and a colourful ribbon tied around her neck.
Shuhua looked at Li Si with contempt, the latter sighed, "That man is dressing up as a woman, he's a transvestite, or he could just have gender dysphoria."
Shu Hua turned back and carefully looked that urbanite over from head to toe. Finding nothing to see, she walked straight over.
"Hello, can I get acquainted?" Shuhua greatly extended her hand.
Probably because Shu Hua's face added a lot of points, the man, although a little surprised, still reached out and shook her hand.
"What's wrong old sister?" His voice was low, and the moment he opened his mouth, it was an authentic northeastern accent.
The oldest man sitting behind him almost choked on his own saliva.
"Nothing, just wanted to say hello." Shuhua returned to Li Si's side with her face as normal.
As soon as she sat down, she asked impatiently, "How did you do it?"
"Silk scarf." Li Si whispered.
"It's so hot, but he's wearing a padded, warm silk scarf, and his makeup is melting from the heat. I'm seventy percent sure that silk scarf was used to cover the knot in his throat."
Bookwyrm raised an eyebrow, suddenly interested in what Li Si called "Bengal reasoning."
"I'll pick one." Her gaze travelled back and forth across the carriage, finally pointing to a bearded older man, "Him."
"Tobacco merchant. No scorch marks on his fingertips means he rarely smokes, but the smell of smoke all over his body can be smelled here."
"What about him?"
"Print shop owner. Notice his tiger's mouth, all paper scratches."
Her."
"Princess in a ktv, lady in a foot bath, escort in a gaming hotel. Anyway, all three professions are of one nature, it doesn't matter."
"Him?"
Shuhua pointed to another person, an older man in a leather jacket with greasy hair that he didn't know how long he hadn't washed. He was cowering in a corner, tapping away on his mobile phone screen.
"Oh?" Li Si came on.
"Waxy skin, deep eye sockets, heavy dark circles under his eyes, loose skin on his arms, veins protruding clearly."
"Clicking on the screen is fast, but a closer look reveals that his fingers are trembling. This trembling is pathological and usually comes from some kind of substance addiction."
"Look at his pockets, they are bulging. He wears his leather jacket backwards so that things can be hidden inside his clothes and won't be easily spotted.
"In summary, I think he's a drug addict in the process of transporting drugs."
After saying that, Li Si looked at Shuhua smugly.
Shu Hua repeated his words, "An addict who is transporting drugs?"
The photographer boy looked at him blankly.
"Right ...," Li Si was just about to nod his head when he fiercely realised what the problem was. The three of them turned around together just in time to see the man get up and get out of the car, the door slowly closing behind him.
Before Shuhua could react, a gust of wind suddenly rushed past in front of him. The window caved in, and Li Si braced himself against the edge and jumped straight down.
"What the hell!" Surprised as she was, Shu Hua still maintained the most basic ability to act.
She immediately shouted for the driver to stop, and a few seconds later, the bus came to a standstill.
She and the photographer boy rushed out of the bus, and there was no trace of Li Si around.
"Over there!" Little Brother pointed forwards.
Only to see Li Si and the leather jacket man chasing each other, the two of them had dashed onto the road.
"Let's follow them." Shu Hua reacted decisively, immediately taking out her mobile phone to call the police.
In front of her, Li Si threw off his steps and ran wildly.
The leather jacket man fled while turning around and cursing, "I remember your face! I'll kill you if you dare to chase me again!"
However, the scene that made his soul fall apart happened, he only slowed down his steps a little, and Li Si pulled the distance between the two of them to about three metres.
Now the leather jacket man didn't dare to say a word, and only focused on stifling his head to escape.
He was addicted to drugs, his physical strength was weak, and by now he was already out of breath.
But he clenched his teeth, a little further, as long as into the front of the block ...
Finally, the leather jacket man stopped at the mouth of an alley. He turned and looked provocatively at Li Si.
Come on, hurry up and come in after me. The leather jacket man sneered in his heart, there were more than a dozen brothers in the alley, one person could also cut this kid into meat paste.
He was fully concentrated, as soon as the other party approached he immediately fled into the alley.
As a result, Li Si ran a few steps forward and suddenly made a big turn. His speed did not decrease at all, and he directly turned his head a hundred and eighty degrees to run in the direction he came from.
This directly gave the leather jacket man a whole lot of trouble.
He couldn't help but shout, "What are you running for, come and catch me!"
As soon as the words left his mouth he regretted it.
Sure enough, Li Si's speed was even faster. And as he ran, he didn't forget to turn around and send the leather jacket man a middle finger.
I'll just note down your location and call the police to come and sweep the scene, why risk my life?
Stupid.