Chapter 182: The Host is a Guest

I had a vague premonition that this was a huge conspiracy, but the problem was that there was no clue to this conspiracy now, and I really couldn't guess what Gong Jiu's purpose was.

I couldn't help but wonder, if I were Gong Jiu and invited these people, what would I do next?

The banquet is just an erbium, the purpose must be for profit, what benefits can Gong Jiu get by holding this banquet?

In addition, there is another suspicious point, the people invited to this banquet are very wide, with various identities, but since they are not in the same field, what kind of original intention did they (she) have to go to the banquet?

After all, Gong Jiu didn't even leave the name of the initiator, if it weren't for Yao Lao'er's reminder, I wouldn't have known that the person behind this banquet was Gong Jiu, this kind of paradoxical situation, how could the invitees go to the banquet with peace of mind, curiosity is not a reason, and the guests here are either rich or expensive, and they definitely don't come here to eat and drink, they (she) must also have their own reasons.

Zhao Min and I are trying to find out the truth about the banquet, what is their purpose?

A series of questions were masked by the peaceful faΓ§ade in the hall, no one felt the potential crisis, everyone seemed to be very comfortable, if the nature of the banquet was to evaluate tonight's private party, the atmosphere was indeed perfect now, but the question was, is this the case?

My heart was full of confusion, and I vaguely seemed to think of something, and I couldn't help but ask Zhao Mindao: "After Xuan Zhongyang received this invitation, do you remember what kind of mood he was in at that time?" ”

Of course, the mood can't be seen, you can only guess from the expression or subtle performance, I asked a little vaguely, but I think Zhao Min should understand what I mean, maybe she hasn't thought about this.

"Mood?" Zhao Min was slightly stunned, and then recalled, "It should be ...... A little nervous, I remember that when he handed me the invitation, he seemed to be a little incoherent, but Xuan Zhongyang is a person in the officialdom and is also very good at disguising himself, so the so-called incoherence may just be an illusion on my part, I just think he was not so calm at that time, and he didn't play official, but spoke quite directly, which is not in line with his original character......"

I suddenly interrupted Zhao Min and said, "Was he afraid of something at the time?" Or could he be blackmailed? ”

"Is there one?" Zhao Min tried his best to recall, "It doesn't seem to be, anyway, I didn't feel it, why do you ask that?" ”

"Well...... maybe it's a gut feeling." My train of thought was interrupted by Zhao Min, so I had to answer like this.

"Intuition?" Zhao Min smiled, "Isn't it just a blind guess, in fact, you don't have to doubt Xuan Zhongyang, he won't harm us." ”

I couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's not that I suspect that Xuan Zhongyang will harm us, what I suspect is that someone will harm everyone, Xuan Zhongyang was originally in the ranks of the victims, but he didn't come, so we took the risk for him." ”

Zhao Min said thoughtfully: "You mean to say that everyone who participated in the banquet this time is in danger?" ”

I nodded: "Yes, maybe they don't know the danger, or maybe they know the danger and have to come for some reason, of course, the second one may just be my guess, so I asked you about Xuan Zhongyang's performance at that time." ”

Zhao Min's eyes moved: "So you suspect that he was coerced, and even all the people who attended the banquet were coerced?" ”

I muttered slightly: "It doesn't have to be coerced, maybe it's for some kind of interest considerations, or it's just personal desires, etc., it's possible, everyone's identity is different, so everyone's starting point is different, we can't guess the specific reason, but they (she) are not just for the sake of attending the banquet." ”

Zhao Min nodded, she already understood what I meant, just like the two of us came to this banquet, didn't we also have our own purposes, although we behaved no different from other (her) guests, but who can guarantee that they (she) are not pretending?

Maybe everyone's mood is heavy, but no one shows that heavy mood.

The higher the status of the person, the better at disguise, the person who does not know how to disguise will not be able to mix with the current status at all, disguise is the basic quality that a person must have in the world.

When Zhao Min and I were full of suspicion, a small episode suddenly appeared at the banquet.

A fat ugly woman walked up to the stage with a microphone in her hand, and drove down the originally several bewitching and hot dancers, with a contrived smile on her face, fat powder straight off the scum, and stroking her hands to think she was very charming, and then she cleared her throat and began to speak.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I feel very honored to welcome to this great event tonight, and I would like to thank all the men, you have given me this opportunity, I will cherish it very, very much, and I will choose my beloved husband among you......"

Before the words were finished, there was already a commotion in the audience, and some people shouted very dissatisfiedly: "Who gave you the opportunity, who gave you the opportunity, you should find someone to be your husband." ”

The guests laughed, and the fat woman seemed to be very faceless, and immediately glared at her eyes and said, "If you dare to talk to me, I will choose you." ”

The man immediately fell silent, and quickly hid behind the others, and the laughter among the guests was incessant, and everyone took it as a joke.

The fat woman also smiled shamelessly, she searched around, where she looked, the man hid his face and turned around, and someone threatened loudly as if he was insulted: "If you dare to choose me, I will kill you." ”

This sentence was said in a bit haste, and sometimes the word can be understood as something else, so someone laughed at the man's taste was quite heavy, and the man immediately panicked, waved his hand again and again, and said: "I mean to beat her, beat her, I don't share the sky with her." ”

Everyone laughed again, and some people coaxed and said, beating is kissing and scolding is love, and the two of you are simply a natural pair.

The man immediately made a joke and said that he was going to commit suicide by hitting the wall, causing the guests to laugh again.

The scene was a little chaotic at first, but the atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

The fat woman was very hurt and had a sad face on the stage, and she said in a contrived tone: "Isn't there a man who knows how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" ”

As she spoke, her amorous gaze searched again, and finally, the fat woman's gaze was fixed in one direction, and she even made a foolish look, as if she had really found the lover of her dreams.

Everyone followed the fat woman's gaze and condensed on one person's body.

This is a pale young man, a pair of very melancholy eyes full of silent indifference, he ignores everything on the scene, as if everyone is not looking at him at this time, or everyone looks at him He doesn't care, he just raised his glass and took a sip, looking up very enjoyably, I saw the young man's throat grunt, and the wine slid down very smoothly.

"Wow! You look so handsome when you drink, I like it, Momoda. The fat woman's eyes immediately lit up with excitement, and she didn't forget to throw a flying kiss, "Little fresh meat, Ilove, tell me your name quickly, I want to register my marriage with you." ”

The pale-faced young man threw the wine glass casually, and it was shattered with a 'snap', and then he slowly said his name, his voice was very magnetic, and he said: "I like to drink, at least nine glasses at a time, so my name is called Gong Jiu." ”