That evening, Zhou Ze found a theme restaurant, newly opened, in the Hongpailou area of Wuhou District.
The restaurant was called "Old Sichuan Residence." The facade was quaint, and inside, there was a stage in the center, surrounded by tables and chairs, plus private rooms on the second floor.
The main attraction here was watching Sichuan opera while dining.
Honestly, Boss Zhou didn't have much appreciation for these ancient traditional dramas. It wasn't that he liked them or disliked them, but that didn't stop him from indulging in a bit of refined elegance after arriving in Rong City.
"Yo, esteemed guests, just the two of you? Do you have a reservation?"
"No."
"Then would you like to sit downstairs, or upstairs in a private room?"
"Downstairs," said Zhou Ze.
"Private room," said Yingying.
"Alright, a private room for two! Attend to them!"
The waiter waved his white towel and called out loudly, then another "waiter" led Zhou Ze and Yingying upstairs.
Here, the tables were all shielded by screens, barely qualifying as private rooms.
The waiter hurried ahead, wiping the already clean table with his white towel, and then asked:
"Esteemed guests, would you like hot pot or stir-fried dishes?"
"Stir-fried dishes, please."
"Alright, please have a seat, I'll go get you the menu."
The waiter quickly returned, bringing the menu and also placing several small dishes and refilling the tea.
Zhou Ze ordered a few dishes and handed the menu back.
Just then,
the performance on the stage below began.
Three musicians on each side were playing instruments, and several Sichuan opera actors in makeup came on stage and began to sing.
When a long note ended,
the diners around them all shouted "Bravo!"
Zhou Ze sipped his tea and also applauded. He felt that the diners here probably had about the same level of appreciation for Sichuan opera as he did.
The dishes came quickly, and the performance on the stage below continued.
At that moment,
Zhou Ze's gaze fell on a girl in a blue down jacket who had just walked in the door downstairs. The girl had a baby face, slightly chubby, and when she smiled, she had two small dimples at the corners of her mouth.
She came alone and sat downstairs near the stage, ordering a large hot pot just for herself.
"Boss, is there anything unusual about her?"
Bai Yingying asked, noticing Zhou Ze's gaze.
She didn't ask if the boss liked the girl below, because there was no need to ask. In the bookstore, the men had Xu Qinglang as the standard, and the women had the White Fox.
Men or women who didn't reach that level
couldn't catch the boss's eye.
Her boss was a very picky person!
"It's nothing, I just met a colleague. Looks like she's probably a ghost messenger. Look, she's waving at us."
The girl in the blue down jacket was also looking up this way, but she wasn't looking at Zhou Ze, but at Bai Yingying sitting across from Zhou Ze.
Boss Zhou had the playing card left by the former Inspector An, plus the head constable token after being promoted to head constable, which seemed to have the function of concealing his aura.
Perhaps because his gold content was higher, his ability to conceal information was stronger.
Of course, if he activated the head constable token, the signal emitted would probably be much stronger than that of an ordinary head constable token.
The girl clearly hadn't detected Zhou Ze's identity, but she sensed Yingying's unusual nature.
After a while, the girl got up from her table and started to walk upstairs.
"Boss, your colleague is coming to say hello."
"Mm."
The girl walked over to Zhou Ze's side,
looked at Zhou Ze,
and then looked at Yingying.
Then,
a scene that Zhou Ze hadn't expected occurred.
The girl actually reached out,
one hand grabbing Zhou Ze's shoulder and the other pressing down on Zhou Ze's wrist.
Immediately after,
she actually took out a pair of handcuffs,
"Click!"
She locked one of Zhou Ze's hands behind his back and then quickly grabbed Zhou Ze's other wrist, wanting to cuff them together.
At the same time,
she also said in a low voice:
"Police, you're under arrest!"
Boss Zhou had one hand cuffed, of course he wouldn't let her cuff the second one, so he immediately grabbed her hand and pulled it down.
The girl didn't seem to expect Zhou Ze's kung fu to be so good, his strength so great, and she staggered.
Well,
most ghost messengers
used ordinary people's bodies,
plus long periods of sleep deprivation and malnutrition,
it would be strange if their physical fitness was good.
"Bang!"
The girl's forehead hit the edge of the table,
and immediately a red swelling appeared.
The girl was furious,
probably scolding Zhou Ze many times in her heart for not appreciating her good intentions.
She immediately opened her mouth,
and a stream of orange-yellow wind spewed out.
Damn,
bad breath!
Boss Zhou was a clean freak.
He could usually tolerate anything when the environment didn't allow it, but now he was about to eat, and she was spraying him with her breath!
He immediately kicked out,
hitting the girl's lower abdomen.
The girl "Ah!"
and fell backwards, slamming into the wall.
On the stage below, the performance was reaching its climax, with cheers and thunderous applause. In addition, there weren't many guests in the private rooms on the second floor, and there were screens blocking the view, so what happened here didn't disturb the outsiders.
The girl fell to the ground, clutching her abdomen and struggling to get up. At this time, Yingying clapped her hands and walked in front of the girl.
The girl looked at Yingying with a solemn expression.
The reason she came up
was because she found a man sitting in front of a very dangerous woman. She couldn't directly confirm that Yingying was a zombie, but she definitely wasn't a living person, but an evil being, so she wanted to handcuff the man and save him.
The whole process and experience was a bit like an old woman on a bus at night falsely accusing a man of stealing her wallet, forcibly dragging the man off the bus, and then the next day the news reported that the bus had a car accident and everyone was dead.
However,
the girl herself was now beginning to realize
that her enthusiasm seemed to be wasted.
The man continued to sit at the table and drink tea, and the woman slowly walked towards her like a subordinate.
For Yingying, how dare she attack her boss?
That was outrageous!
Fortunately,
Yingying also understood that her boss didn't seem to intend to kill her. She just took a few steps, stood still, and separated the girl from her boss.
"Hey, the keys."
Zhou Ze shook his wrist; the handcuffs were still locked on.
"Who exactly are you people?"
If the girl still couldn't tell that this man and woman were together, then she would be too stupid.
"Heh."
Zhou Ze laughed,
reached out and touched his token.
At this moment,
what appeared in his mind was actually the scene from "Kangxi's Private Visit" where Yu Shilong brought out the dragon robe to announce that Zhang Guoli could start acting cool.
"Pa!"
The token was thrown in front of the girl.
The girl looked at the token in front of her in shock.
He didn't know if she was intimidated by the identity of the head constable or blinded by the pure gold token. In short, she was stunned.
Boss Zhou was very satisfied with the other party's performance.
Regardless of whether the other party was genuinely showing it or pretending, he was very satisfied.
To be honest,
this pure gold head constable token
really gave Boss Zhou a feeling of wearing brocade at night.
He wanted to show off but had nowhere to show off.
Could it be that he would show it off to people in a gold shop?
The girl staggered to her feet,
and slowly knelt down on one knee to Zhou Ze,
"My lord."
"Get up."
Zhou Ze nonchalantly picked up the teacup lid and skimmed off the tea leaves.
The girl came over, took out the key, and unlocked Zhou Ze's handcuffs.
"Are you a police officer?" Zhou Ze asked.
"I'm not a police officer, I'm a nurse. I thought these handcuffs were convenient, so I carry them around."
"Oh."
Zhou Ze nodded.
"My lord, I had eyes but couldn't see Mount Tai. Before, before, before I thought you were being coerced or bewitched by her, so I..."
"It's okay, have a seat."
Zhou Ze probably guessed the truth. To be honest, this female ghost messenger was silly, but her heart was still relatively honest, with a bit of simplicity.
Just like he was back then.
"By the way, after we finish eating, take us around. We've been in Rong City for a day, and besides seeing the pandas, which was good, there's nothing else fun to do."
"There's really nothing fun in Rong City. The charm of Rong City lies in driving out of here to the west, which is Western Sichuan, Kangding, Yajiang, Seda, Yading. These places are really beautiful."
"I don't have that much time. I plan to go back tomorrow."
"Then I'll take you to see the lantern festival."
"Lantern festival, isn't that boring?"
The two chatted for a long time, and Zhou Ze finally confirmed that apart from some adult-only places, there really wasn't anything worth going to in Rong City.
Boss Zhou couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but it wasn't appropriate to drive out at this time. He still wanted to go back early.
Oh,
Zhou Ze suddenly remembered,
and asked the girl:
"Did you come here to eat too?"
The girl was stunned,
stood up with a "bang,"
looked at the stage below,
and then exclaimed:
"Crap, crap, I came to catch a ghost, I forgot, I forgot!!!"
"..." Yingying.
"..." Zhou Ze.
Below,
the bgm on the stage had already started, it was the theme song of "Face Changing":
"Face changing, face changing, face changing, face changing, Chinese face changing!!!!!"
A male actor walked onto the stage in bright red and purple,
first revealing a hideous black face,
and then swaying on the stage to the rhythm,
"Shua!"
Suddenly it turned into a white face!
The audience below cheered and applauded.
The man was also a master of crowd control,
spreading his hands,
constantly "Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!"
The atmosphere on the stage was pushed to its peak,
and just at the next moment,
when the man changed his face again,
there was a "slap" sound,
the face changed,
but the audience below suddenly fell silent,
some timid ones even screamed,
and some bold ones were hesitant, wondering if they should applaud.
It turned out that,
after the performer flicked his face,
the face did change,
his face skin
fell directly to the ground,
revealing a bloody, skinless face!