上班還是蠻好玩的。我飛舞掃把, 抹着地板。心想，朝天辣她舞畫筆，也不見得比我瀟灑。。。。。。。嗯，為什麼大老鷹還不給我“相親”的最後幾集呢？。。。。。。大慨是忘了我了。。。。。。他太忙。。。。。。

“Hey, look what I found!”Shaggy 把一團毛茸茸的東西舉在我眼前。瘦子Shaggy和我同一公司。 他負責下水道。 最近老跟我說，他在通過網上找中國女孩。還真找了一個。 他總是“keep me updated”. 不過 這個按下不說。

“You scared me! Yucky, what is this?”“A wig? I guess? I hope?”

我定睛一瞧， 應該是假髮， 深棕色，短的，還濕漉漉的。“Yours?”“Hell no. I found it in the water main. That is why they are having problems。”

“What are you going to do with it？““I don’t know……Maybe send it to the 14th floor? ”“Right…… in case it has something to do with the terrorist……”我逗他。

沒想到他是當真的。他要送假髮讓他們exam。 我就跟着他到了十四樓。也是，十四樓那兒有著名的Mr. Holmes。近水樓台先得wig啦。

來到十四樓，接待我們的是Mr.W. 辦這手續是麻煩點兒。Shaggy 填了無窮多的表. 終於Mr。W。收下了Wig。“We will have results in about two weeks.”

“Two weeks?” 我很失望的看着Mr。W。本來還以為會聽到一點什麼有趣的事兒。“Let’s get out of here.” Shaggy早就想 要走。我們朝門口走去。“Well， if you guys are really interested .”身後轉來Mr。W。的低沉的聲音。

“The owner of this wig should be a male, about 5’8”, 160lb, between 40 to 45.”密封袋裡的假髮在Mr。W。 的手上翻來覆去。“He has dark hair—if he still has any---you know what I mean, dark eyes.”

我張大了嘴巴。張大了眼睛。Mr。W。得意的看了我一眼， 竟然又打開袋子聞了聞。“And he liked Chinese foods！”

我心裡咯噔了一下。我擠出幾絲驚嘆的笑：“You are good. You are amazing. You are unbelievable.” 我對Shaggy 說“I am hungry. Let’s go.”

我們離開了Mr.W. 。 我像中了魔一樣，， 心裡只有一個念頭，就是，墩子，墩子，墩子。。。。。。墩子的假髮怎麼會跑到地下水道里去？難道他一直躲在？。。。。。。

“You sure you are hungry? We just had lunch break one hour ago.”“Y-e-a-h” 我支吾着。“Maybe we can have a cup of coffee？”“No， I have to have an internet…..”“What?”