Chapter 15 Chapter fifteen

Next to the Pacific Greyhound bus terminal, the top beauty barbershop is a shop with seven chairs but only three barbers working.Ke Baisha stepped over, looked at the people sitting on the chairs, and at five or six guests waiting, she said: "Which one is the boss?" Boss to get something to eat.said a barber. You said go out for lunch at this time? It's out for lunch.The man said: He has been wanting to go out for lunch since two o'clock in the afternoon. He went out for lunch to watch, and this is why he came back. Baisha turned around and looked at the man coming in from the door. She didn't care about the curiosity of the waiting customers at all. She took out a business card and handed it to the barber who just came in. She said: find a place Let's talk for five minutes, okay?

The barber looked anxiously at the filled chairs.I don't have time for small talk.He said: We are short of manpower, I Five minutes later, Baisha insisted: And it's better to be in a place where others can't hear us talking. Men don't even want to waste the time to object.Well, he said helplessly: Come in the back.He led the way while saying: I will take this opportunity to change my uniform.He said in a voice that could be heard by the waiting customers in the barber shop: My customers are all waiting for me to serve. Can.Baisha said. The back room was hastily partitioned from the barbershop with plywood.Not to mention light and ventilation.A row of hooks against the wall hung the barber's white uniform.Three hats hung on a hanger.He hung up his hat and changed it four times.

Well, he said: what to talk about? Bei Fude, Baisha asked: Do you know him? Of course I know him, he has an office on the eleventh floor of Lekaiwei Building.He has had his hair cut here for several years. Please think about last Wednesday, was he here? On Wednesday, the barber said: Let me see, oh yes, it's Wednesday.Here he is, full set.Haircut, manicure, white nail polish, massage.Now it's one less day to come here for a massage.People are too busy.We're shorthanded, God knows.us how long has he been hereBaisha asked. The barber unfastened the jacket and vest, and hung them up carefully on a wooden hanger, which in turn hung up on a hook.At least an hour, more than an hour and a half.He said, picking up a white coat and struggling to get his right hand and right arm into the sleeve.

Is there a way to remember the correct time?Baisha asked. What's the matter, okay.Bei Fude didn't like to wait.He always comes at the spare time.About eleven o'clock in the morning.He was a little late on Wednesday.It was exactly eleven thirty when I came in.I remembered that it was foggy and windy that day.He is wearing a coat.It was not long before he sat down that the sun came out.We also talked about the cold wind blowing away the fog.When he left, he forgot his coat.Look, that one is the coat he forgot here.I hung up the phone and told him, he said it's okay to put it here.I'll take it next time I get a haircut.Oh, what are you going to do with three questions and four questions?

I am not asking three questions and four questions.Bai Sha said: I am not checking him, I am helping him. He hired you? Bai Sha said: Let me tell you, I am helping him.Has anyone else come here and asked about this? The man shook his head. It might be coming soon.Baisha said. I remembered reading in the newspaper that something had happened in his house.Looks like a maid fell down the basement stairs and died, didn't she? Pretty much that. Are you looking into this? The man has been hastily putting on his uniform, hoping to get rid of Baisha's entanglement as soon as possible, so that he can go back to the front and do business well. However, asking Baisha several times and four times aroused his own curiosity.

Bai Sha glared at him and said: He came here for a haircut.Could it be possible that the housemaid accidentally fell down the stairs? The barber thought about it while buttoning it: I don't think it's related.I'm just asking.That's all I know about his coming here on Wednesday. Baisha came out from behind following him gently and docilely.I thought to myself that sooner or later this matter would arouse Mi Shanlou's suspicion.The barber stood behind the empty chair and immediately forgot all about it. Which one is next?he asks. A man stands up and walks to the barber's chair.Kebetha, with one hand on the doorknob, said: Ah, I forgot my purse in it.Turn around and walk back.

The barber took a look at her, and was busy shaking the white coat and hanging it on the chest of the customer who had just sat on the chair.Haircut?gentlemen.he asks. Kebetha knew there was enough time for now, and she went to Northford's coat hanging on the hook, and systematically, she searched his coat pockets. In the left pocket was a handkerchief and a half-used match.In the right pocket is a pair of gloves and a case for glasses that snap shut. Baisha carefully opened the glasses case. There are no glasses, just a gold bridge with two false teeth. Ke Baisha picked up the leather bag she left on the small table on purpose, opened the bag, threw the glasses case in, hung the bag on her arm, and walked out of the barber shop.

Goodbye, the barber near the door said routinely: come and sit when you are free. Thanks.Baisha told him: yes.