I made a simple judgment but did not give up.

I asked the clerk and said, "We came here today to buy a pen."

The smile on the clerk's face was put away and he looked at us suspiciously.

"When I bought lotus, I said no, I will wait a few days. Do you have any goods here?"

"Pen?" The clerk was still a little suspicious, but this suspicion was not deep, let alone be prepared or alert.

I guess she might have regarded us as reporters. Although she doubted our identities and thought that we came to the store to inquire about the situation, something was wrong, but she would not resist.

She still wants to do business.

I glanced at the thin man.

The thin man immediately reacted, "Baron George's pen."

I added: "It's that."

The clerk's expression was relieved again, "This one needs to be ordered specifically. Have you ordered it at that store before?"

Neither Skinny nor I answered, and fell into a brief silence.

The clerk looked at us and showed doubt again.

"No. He said it would take a few days to arrive, and we would leave." I replied.

"Then you need to order first. I can place an order for you." The clerk tapped on the computer a few more times, "If you want to keep the goods, you have to pay a deposit. If you don't keep the goods, just report your mobile phone number. It's best to register our membership, and there will be a arrival notice, which is very convenient."

She is like a competent salesperson, doing her job seriously.

"How many?" I didn't answer the question and asked the question instead.

"I'll check it for you." The clerk looked at the computer screen, then looked at the skinny man and me, "There is only one."

I glanced at the thin man.

"Well, please trouble you." The thin man replied stiffly.

I already understood the current situation. I reported my mobile phone number to the clerk. After she finished booking and thanked her, I pulled the thin man away.

When the thin man walked outside the store, he was still stiff.

"The number of this pen should not be large, right?" I asked the thin man.

The thin man's body is still stiff, and even the movements of shaking his head are very unnatural.

"What about the approximate number?" I continued to ask.

"It's impossible to have more than one...it can only have one." said the skinny man, "the version of the story I heard was like that. I heard it at that time..."

Fakes.

The so-called fountain pen with a curse is simply a mass-produced fake.

But the thin man did hear the sound that it should be real.

"You made those things real," I said to the thin man.

The thin man turned to look at me and stopped, "Brother Qi, when I was in college, I bought things here for nothing. At that time, it was not right... It was still a chain store, opened abroad, and there was a large warehouse..."

The thin man was a little incoherent and said all his previous discoveries.

"Do you remember the female ghost who delivered the express?" I asked the thin man.

The thin man didn't answer, but his face was pale.

I pulled the thin man and continued to walk forward.

According to my memories of studying, I walked in the streets I had walked countless times.

You can see a snack market when you come out of the small commodity street, and there are also small restaurants and snack bars along the street.

I watched these shops carefully and focused on the food and the kitchen.

I used Nangong Yao's ability, but I could only see the chains on those ordinary people.

Walk further and take a turn to see the supermarket and express station.

There is no problem with these places either.

There are many students on the road, walking and riding bikes...

As I walked, the number of students on the road decreased. After walking out of those shopping streets, the school’s teaching building became closer and closer, and the east gate was close in front of me. You could see students entering and leaving, but the school gate was not crowded.

After walking for a while, we arrived at the subway station.

"Brother Qi..." The thin man called me weakly.

I looked back at him and saw his expression, and knew that he had already thought of what I was thinking.

"Go to the Foreign Studies University to have a look." I said to the thin man.

The clerk just now said that there is also a branch near the University of Foreign Studies.

We took the subway and transferred, and it took some time to arrive at Minqing Foreign Studies University.

There have been supernatural events here. The incident where Aoye contacted Yao Nie's anonymous website curse and haunted student dormitory happened here.

Skinny and I did not enter the school, but searched nearby. We did not use navigation software, but followed a few students. After a while, we found the snack street and shopping street near the school.

The store where the photos of the Dreamweaver shop were quickly found.

The thin man and I pushed the door open and entered.

There were two boys in the store surrounding the shelves, picking up the uniquely shaped items on the shelves from time to time, and smiling and saying something.

The internal structure of this store is almost exactly the same as the previous one, and the goods on the shelves are similar.

We directly contacted the clerk and explained our purpose.

The same thing as before was that the other party pretended to be stupid and did not admit that there was a room at all.

Only when I said I wanted to buy Baron George's pen, the other party's attitude changed.

"...We have been buying things at the store next to the University of Political Science and Law. The door has not been opened in the past two days." I lied.

The two boys in the store have not left yet.

I could see them watching curiously in the surveillance screen next to the counter listening to our conversation.

The clerk didn't care about this, and after hearing what I said, his attitude softened.

The young clerk obviously didn't have that strong sense of alertness.

"The door has not been opened. Maybe it's being rectified. There are a lot of things this year. I have been rectified before, and many restaurants here have been closed. I also have to rectify the appearance of the city. In the future, small shops like ours are not easy to open." He complained naturally, "You can wait a moment. I don't know if there is any stock of that pen..."

As he said that, he looked at the two boys who were still in the store.

"What do you want to buy?" The clerk put on a subtle attitude of expelling customers.

Both boys are ordinary people, but their curiosity seems to surpass that of ordinary people.

One of them was wearing a gray down jacket and immediately said, "We want to buy that too..."

"Buy a pen." Another boy helped answer the conversation when his companion got stuck.

They don't hide their curiosity.

"Hey, you don't know what it is, just buy and buy. I want to entertain guests. Otherwise, you will come back later?"

"Why can they buy it? We can't?" said the gray down jacket unconvincedly.

Another one made a fuss.

The clerk was very impatient, "We are going to close the door and rest. What are you going to buy? Come again tomorrow?"

"What are you doing? Driving people? Are you buying something illegal?"

"What's inside the pen?"

The two of them guessed unscrupulously, and spoke nonsense, saying whatever they thought.

The clerk was a little at a loss and could only stare at the two of them angrily.

This clerk is just an ordinary person, and he has no experience of killing people. It seems that he is not very good at dealing with such difficult customers.

"If you don't leave, we can call the police. When the police come, let's explain the matter clearly together." I said to the two boys, "It doesn't matter. Are you a foreign language student? The police should notify your school directly to explain the matter clearly."

The thin man then said, "Are you new or old? Have any students called the police in this class? You are not the first one, right?"

The two boys sneered.

"Scaring people? If you have the ability, please call the police?"

Without saying a word, I took out the phone and called the police in front of them.
Chapter completed!