In the middle of the night, how could anyone wash things in the mountains? Suddenly I remembered the man who came to buy the wire ball, and curiously took two steps forward. If not, it was the man who squatted there.

He was brushing his hand with a black wire ball. Suddenly he turned to see me and calmly said, "How are you here, my boss? Just now I went to your shop to buy a wire ball. When you were not there, I took it myself and put the money in the drawer."

I let out a sound and said doubtfully, "How can you brush your hands with a...