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Is this Meizhou City? It seems quite lively.
The group had been playing around for a full ten days before finally seeing the city of Meizhou. Sang Qingxiao nodded, agreeing that it was indeed bustling. Meizhou City was the site of the first case of a missing man, and it also had the highest number of missing men. The first male corpse was found here as well.
One would think that after all the commotion caused by the Men's Wedding Dress Case, this city would be more desolate than others. Yue Hao's description of Meizhou, with its wine, scenery, and delicious food, seemed like a ploy to lure them in. However, standing at the city gate, they realized there were indeed many people coming and going.
Once inside the city, the level of hustle and bustle on the streets was no different from that of other cities. However, Qi Xiaomian and Misha attracted more attention than usual, making them both quite uncomfortable. They decided it would be best to find a place to settle down quickly.
Misha, unusually anxious, led a few children ahead and spotted an inn with a decent environment. She insisted on entering to find lodging. Sang Qingxiao and the others lagged a few steps behind, preparing to follow her inside when they saw Misha being kicked out.
A man dressed as a shopkeeper was sweeping in her direction with a broom, clearly impatient. "You think just because you shaved your head you won't be noticed? With that face of yours attracting attention everywhere, if you happen to catch someone's eye, it would ruin my inn's reputation."
"My inn has never had a case of a missing man; our reputation is well-known throughout the city. If something happens to you and damages our reputation, how will I do business in the future?"
Sang Qingxiao stepped forward and slipped a silver coin into the shopkeeper's hand. "We won't stay at your inn; we just want to have a meal and gather some information. How about that?"
The shopkeeper was tempted; Meizhou City was bustling with visitors, but fewer chose to stay overnight. The inn's income barely broke even each month. Who wouldn't want to earn more? "Ah, it's all because of that Wedding Dress Case," he sighed.
Sang Qingxiao pushed another silver coin forward. "It's just a meal; we'll leave right after eating. It won't interfere with your business."
The shopkeeper's gaze was fixed on the silver coins. He added cautiously, "If something does happen to you, don't blame us just because you had a meal here."
"Of course not," Sang Qingxiao assured him.
"And don’t pin it on us!" The shopkeeper said sternly. "We have connections at the Yamen!"
The shopkeeper uttered some intimidating words before finally feeling at ease to accept the silver, leading the group into the main hall. They settled down behind a screen that conveniently blocked others' line of sight, allowing the two large men to feel a bit more comfortable.
The shopkeeper arranged a beautifully set table, which was not cheap—worth at least three times the amount of silver they had just given him. He wasn't being greedy; it was simply the way of business.
Misha pulled the shopkeeper down to sit with them, setting a pair of chopsticks and a bowl for him as well. After sharing a few bites and engaging in conversation, the shopkeeper's demeanor toward them shifted from cold, disdainful, and wary to something much warmer.
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