Jinguji Tamamo licked her lips - it was exactly the expression of a little boy trying out a new toy.

Then she started to beat, and at first the drum beat was like that, and then she struck the gong — no, she made a mistake when she hit the cymbals, and she hit the pedals at the same time, and the two cymbals rang together.

"Huh?" Jinguji stopped, and he laughed, "Wait a minute, little problem!" I'll do it all over again! ”

With that, Jinguji Tamamo took a deep breath and started beating the drum from the beginning - but this time she stepped on the wrong pedal and played the bass drum.

The mistake made everyone present frown.

Jinguji Tamamo preemptively shouted, "Wait a minute! Don't panic, it's a technical adjustment! ”

And Mr. Ma felt that she was playing.

She really hadn't played the drums.

Not only did he confirm this with the horse, but also with the drummer. Judging by the drummer's expression, he was already regretting letting a layman play his baby drum kit.

Kazuma directly pressed a bamboo knife against the neck of the drummer who was about to come forward: "What are you doing?" Don't even have the patience to listen to someone play? ”

"She's obviously never played a drum kit before, and I'm not at the point where I'm going to have to be taught by someone who plays the drum for the first time!" The drummer shouted, ignoring the bamboo knife against his own throat.

Kazuma smiled slightly: "She did play the drums for the first time, but she is super talented in handling percussion instruments." ”

The words worked visibly with the naked eye, and the drummer's expression became distorted, as if he wanted to say something.

Kitagawa Sahuri had previously made a statement of envy, jealousy and hatred about the talent shown by Kazuma, and Kazuma boldly speculated that this drummer also had feelings of envy, jealousy and hatred for talented people.

After confirming that it worked, Kazuma launched an additional attack: "She's a percussion genius." ”

It doesn't matter if it's a genius or not, a definition of a horse now is enough to stimulate the drummer.

After that, if Jinguji successfully controls the drum kit, it will definitely deal a murderous blow to the drummer, and maybe he will have the idea of trying his luck with the so-called "god of music".

As soon as Kazuma's words fell, Jinguji Yuzao spoke: "It seems that it is not possible to fight directly, I have to hum it to bring in the emotions." ”

After speaking, she sang it directly, which was the Japanese children's song "Common Song".

This song is honestly quite spooky, both in terms of the tune and the content of the lyrics.

As soon as the drummer heard the first two lines, he exploded: "Still singing children's songs, is this humiliating us?" ”

Seeing that the drummer was about to explode, Kazuma increased the force exerted on the bamboo knife.

At this time, Jinguji Tamamo began to play drums.

In the beginning, it was very simple to beat the tune and act as a rhythm group.

But after the end of the first main melody, Tamamo adds a meaningless prolonged hum.

After this humming, the drum beat stormed.

Although you can still hear that Jinguji has a big problem with proficiency and obviously knocks a lot of mistakes, there is a feeling that this drum beat is done in one go as a whole.

What Kazuma wants is this feeling of "obviously a novice, but anyone can hear that there is great potential".

He observed the drummer's expression.

The drummer was distracted at first, then gradually came back to his senses, and then his expression switched to envy and jealousy in the process.

Hema thought right, yes, that's what he wanted.

Envy, jealousy, and then anxiety attracted the dependents of the so-called god of music.

Kazuma isn't really sure that this will solve the mystery of the serial murder case, but for Kazuma, killing a ** trafficker is just as important, and it is the same as protecting the innocent.

Suddenly, Kazuma noticed that the drummer's expression changed from envy and hatred to horror.

What the heck?

Kazuma looked back at him, and saw Jinguji Tamamo flicking her hair desperately, like a GIF emoji.

Kazuma: "What are you doing?" ”

Jinguji stopped and shook his head, and smashed his braids on the drum.

"Huh? Don't all rock drummers be like that? ”

"This ...... Your braids are so thick that your neck doesn't get tired when you shake it? ”

Jinguji Yuzao touched his neck: "It's quite tiring, and it hurts to beat the braids on the body......"

"Then don't shake it! Your image is gone! ”

"It doesn't matter, it's fun to play the drums, whether it's a taiko drum or a drum kit, it's all fun!" Tamamo said and beat an impromptu drum beat, but only to step on the wrong pedal again, "Ahhhh......hh

She hit the improvisation again, this time with the right pedals, but she stopped: "Hmm...... Feel like you didn't make a mistake when you brought a feeling? ”

Before he could finish speaking, drummer Sang turned around and walked towards the backpack and personal belongings placed on the side of the stage, picked up the coat that was thrown on the ground, and walked away without looking back.

The bassist shouted, "Wait! With a san in a row! Come back! Without the drummer, lead singer and guitarist, how will we start LIVE later? ”

"Isn't that a talented new drummer?" The guy who called Yo One threw down such a sentence.

Kazuma patted the shoulder of Jinguji Tamamo, who was still happily playing the drums: "Okay, let's go." Why don't I leave you here alone? ”

"Wait a minute! I'll do it right away. After saying that, she reluctantly put down the drum stick and stood up.

After confirming that she was ready to follow, Kazuma strode out of the theater.

The band members who were left in place, you look at me, I look at you, staring at each other with big eyes.

The bassist said, "Why don't we forget it today?" This lack of people to such a point that it can't be done at all. ”

"Yes, that's it." The keyboard player sighed, "Take the handle, take these two lying people to the hospital." ”

"What kind of hospital are you going to send to, and you pay for it? Tonight's LIVE is gone, and there is no income, so eating will be a problem.

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"Come on, as long as you still have breath and breathe normally, just put it on the side of the road to cool off for a while, and you'll wake up."

The bass hand waved.

**

After leaving the livehouse and the horse, it didn't take much effort to see the drummer in the crowd who had just put on his coat.

To be honest, this person is also a vegetable, and he was hit so hard that he didn't give birth to a temporary entry or anything.

The other party has a big pace and walks very fast, so Kazuma also quickens his pace.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered that Jinguji Tamamo was a girl, and his steps were not so big, so he looked back and saw Tamamo trotting to catch up.

Kazuma: "Otherwise, you go home first, and I'll track me the rest......"

"Aren't all criminal police officers acting together in two people?" Jinguji Yuzao shook his head, "I can keep up, don't worry about me, keep an eye on it." ”

Kazuma nodded, continuing to follow the drummer's tracks.

I just heard the bass player call the drummer "Yoichi", and I don't know if this is a stage name, a nickname, or a real name.

Fortunately, in the Kanda River, although the population density is large because many university students come to rent, the place is not very lively, and the number of pedestrians on most of the streets is not very large.

In a place like this, even if you don't rely on the recognition of entries, it is quite difficult to track the goals of the drummer and a person like Yi.

Kazuma followed each other all the way through the streets and alleys, turning back from time to time to confirm the condition of Jinguji Tamamo.

Fortunately, Jinguji can play taiko drums, and his physical strength is really good.

After following all the way, she only blushed slightly, and her breathing was a little short.

As for Kazuma, Kazuma's physical strength is not covered, and there is no problem at all.

Finally, Kazuma saw the drummer come to the door of a disco and walked in without hesitation.

The neon sign on the discotheque reads "The Pit of Death".

To be honest, the name "Death Pit" always reminds Kazuma of the Skaven in the medieval Warhammer, and the Death Pit is a strategic location for the Skaven people to build legendary buildings......

However, apparently this discotheque has nothing to do with the Skaven, and there is no Skaven Man's iconic green triangle symbol on the neon sign.

The color of the signboard is not green, you must know that the signature color of the nezumi is green, green everywhere, and it is very "healthy".

He Ma was about to go straight to Huanglong, and suddenly remembered that he had brought Jinguji Tamamo, he looked at the dress of the group of people who gathered at the door of the disco to smoke, and then looked back at the innocent dress of the eldest lady who came to Jinguji Tamamo.

At this time, the people at the door of the disco had already discovered Jinguji Tamamo and began to whistle.

After all, even if it is a pure dress that does not show her figure, it can't hide Tamamo's proud curves.

And the horse, if you bring Yuzao into this disco, I'm afraid that it will soon develop into a fight because someone wants to come up and rub oil.

Hema will never let this group of "Lese" touch their precious apprentices with groping pig hands.

Therefore, if you bring Tamamo in, you will inevitably fight.

The best-case scenario is that a fight will affect the fish in the pond and blow up the medicine seller.

The worst possibility is to startle the snake.

He Ma thought about it and felt that he still couldn't bring the female dependents in, so he brought the female dependents in.

Let's not talk about the possibility of startling the snake, it is inconvenient to take the girl to fight or do anything at that time.

Unless it's Honami's kind of girl who can fight side by side with herself.

But even if it's Honami, it's not convenient to bring it in.

So Kazuma said to Tamamo, "In this way, you go home first." I'll go in and see the situation myself. ”

Jinguji Tamamo replied, "Yes, but I think it's better to have someone who can take care of each other, right?" If you go in alone, even you are not very safe, and you are not afraid of 10,000. ”

Jinguji had no objection to Kazuma not taking herself in, apparently she understood that her own entry might become a fuse for the fight.

He Ma thought about it and felt that it made sense.

At this time, the only one who is suitable for entering the disco together is Amao!

So he said to Ma, "You go home first, I'll call the public phone to call Amao." ”

As he spoke, Kazuma took out a coin and walked to a public telephone booth not far away.

At this time, he suddenly realized that he had no coins on his body - usually he would bring a few 500 yen coins with him for emergencies or something, but yesterday when he changed his clothes, he seemed to have forgotten to take out the coins in his pocket!

Kazuma turned around awkwardly and said to Jinguji Tamamo, who had already taken out his monthly pass and was about to take the bus home, "Lend me 500 yen......"

Jinguji was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically: "Before you went out today, didn't Chiyoko check what you brought?" Her sister is derelict today. ”

"Don't say it, lend me some."

Jinguji Tamamo took out his wallet, first took out a few 500 yen coins from the side change bag, and then drew a large bill of 10,000 yuan, and stuffed it into Kazuma.

"I think to go to the disco, you have to have a 10,000 yuan bill on you." "I haven't been to a discotheque," she said. ”

- So you want to go in and see it, right? You'd definitely want to go in and see it!

"So, I'm leaving." Jinguji Tamamo said as he reached out to help Kazuma straighten his collar, "Be careful." ”

He Ma nodded, and at this time, the bus stopped not far away, and the bus came in.

Jinguji hurried all the way to the bus stop and scrambled to get on the bus before the doors closed.

After sending the bus away, he walked to the phone booth, threw a 500 yen coin into the slot, and dialed his home.

**

More than an hour later, Shigeru arrived.

"My coat is all washed and not dry," Shigeru pointed to the clothes on his body, "so I borrowed a set of clothes from Hanajo's seniors." ”

Kazuma looked at Mao and nodded, "Yes, it looks like an idle college student." When you go in, your expression is a little fierce, and you don't look like a good person. ”

Mao smiled: "Master, have you forgotten what I did before I changed my ways?" ”

After saying that, he immediately put on the classic expression of a bad boy, looking murderous and unexpected.

And the horse clapped his hands: "Okay, it's very similar!" By the way, you've been to a disco before, right? ”

"Of course we've been, we robbed the money of the lower grades, and it was used to play pachinko, sing K and jump...... Ah, I know it's wrong, and I've already paid it back! ”

"Okay, then you are an expert, this time I want you to lead my master into the door."

It's not with Ma Fu, he is a man in two lives, and he has never entered a disco until now.

It's not uncommon to go to a nightclub to entertain customers, but a nightclub isn't a disco after all, at least it's a private room.

The discotheque, a place where a large crowd of people mingled and writhed wildly, and the horse entered for the first time today.

It's a little exciting to think about.

Mao led the horse across the street to the photo of the "Death Pit", exchanged glances with the gang at the door, and then the gang continued to smoke and chat.

Shigeru led the horse into the door.

He Ma whispered, "You just glanced at each other and made a good incision?" ”

"No, no, there are no incisions, this kind of thing is all about momentum. One glance at it says, 'Ah, this is the same kind,' even if I don't dye my hair today." ”

As he spoke, the two entered the second door.

This second door is obviously much thicker than the previous one, and the sound insulation is also better.

After entering the second gate, Hema's ears were as if he was temporarily deaf.

The whole room was filled with rattling sounds, and the crowd writhed wildly in the psychedelic lights.

There's a DJ scratcher on the stage - no, there weren't any DJs in this era, and the DJ should be frantically twisting the knobs on the synth?

Anyway, the DJ was making noise and shaking his head like he had just done when Jinguji was playing drums.

And Ma stumbled: "Is he really not going to shake his head off?" ”

Shigeru: "Huh? What do you say? ”

It's so loud that it's impossible to talk properly.

He Ma waved his hand: "Leave me alone!" Take me for a casual walk, I'm looking for someone. ”

Before Shigeru arrived, Kazuma had been staring at the exit of the "Pit of Death", unless the drummer named Yoichi had run through the back door, he would have been in this disco.

The key is to find him?

He Ma glanced at the smoky miasma and couldn't help but be speechless: it was really not ordinary to find a person from this group of demons.

But Kazuma thought about it: if he was here to trade problematic drugs, he wouldn't be able to dance in the crowd.

He must be in those booths next to him, and that's where he can "talk about things".

So he patted Mao on the shoulder and pointed to the card seat.

Shigeru nodded immediately and led the horse towards the booth.

The two of them soon arrived at the booth area, and before he and Ma could check the people sitting in the booth one by one, a waiter came forward: "What do you want to drink?" ”

It seems that when you get to the booth, you have to order a drink.

Kazuma: "There is a coffee ......"

Shigeru: "I want whiskey." ”

"Understood, a glass of whiskey, what about you, sir?"

The waiter looked at the horse.

And Ma understands, you can only order wine here.

He traveled over to live in Japan for a long time, and subconsciously began to abide by the rule that he could not drink alcohol until he was 20 years old.

If I really ordered coffee just now, I'm afraid that if it wasn't for this investigation, it would have been in vain.

And Ma: "I want vodka." ”

"A vodka, pay first, sir." As he spoke, the waiter stretched out the empty plate to Shigeru and Kazuma.

He Ma took out the 10,000 yuan bill given by Jingu Temple just now and put it on a plate.

The waiter looked at Kazuma expectantly, obviously waiting for a sentence of "no need to look for it".

Kazuma: "Find good money and send it back with wine." ”

So the next moment, Kazuma enjoyed an epic face-changing performance.

Is it so explicit?

The waiter replied weakly: "Sir, wait a minute, what you want will come soon." ”

With that, he turned and left.

Naturally, Shigeru sat down at the nearest booth, and hurriedly sat opposite Shigeru with his horse.

"Are you going to really have a drink?" And the horse asked.

"I'm a real ex-bad, I've already drunk alcohol, and so have cigarettes." Shigeru shrugged, "I wasn't as tall as I am before, so it's quite exciting to hide from the cyclists after drinking. ”

Kazuma: "Now that you look like a real adult, you shouldn't be questioned by the patrol police." ”

"I hope so. When you go back, find a tie or something to tie on your head. ”

And the horse smiled.

Ah Mao's words changed: "Does Master see the target?" ”

"Nope." Kazuma shook his head, "When I was watching outside, I was pretty easy to follow because of the target's visual kei band's dress, but now in this house, it's all people dressed as a visual kei band......"

"Master, you can do this, when the wine comes, you hold a wine glass, pretend to be looking for someone to make friends, and wander around the booth area. It's normal, and no one will care. ”

He Ma was speechless: "Why are you so skilled, how many times have you been to the disco?" ”

"I'm a former bad guy, and I'm clear about the discotheque." Shigeru patted his chest as he spoke.

And the horse shrugged.

At this time, on the stage where the DJ was, a strong man came onto the stage.

The strong man carried the guitar on his back, went straight to the DJ, punched the DJ down, and then threw it off the stage.

The people who had been jumping stopped writhing and erupted into a tsunami-like cheer.

Kazuma pointed to the stage: "What's going on with this?" Mores? ”

Mao shook his head, "I'm sorry, Master, I've never seen this scene before. It should be unique to this disco. ”

A band took the stage and started tuning.

The people in the discotheque stopped squirming and chanted "URB" and "URB" together, so loud that they even drowned out the sound of disco music still playing.

Kazuma glanced at Shigeru, who spread his hands over him.

Obviously, this URB is also beyond the scope of Ageru's knowledge.

And Ma suspects that this URB, is the name of the band. However, now the scene of everyone rhythmically chanting the three English letters together always reminds Kazuma of the scene when he watched the League of Legends World Championship in his last life, when the European and American audiences shouted TSM in unison.

When I crossed with the horse, the S10 hadn't started yet, and I don't know if the S10 would have a big glass brother.

At this time, someone finally remembered to turn off the music, and a guy dressed as a staff member ran up to the stage, went to the front of the DJ booth, and turned off the current music.

The lead singer of the URB band picked up the microphone and shouted to the audience: "I've kept you waiting!" ”

There was cheers below.

"Let's the god of music together!" The lead singer shouted again, shouting and holding high the gesture that represents the world's universal rock 'n' roll.

The people below also raised the same gesture together and shouted "God of Music"!

And the horse got goosebumps on the back of his head.

What the hell, this Nima can't really be the sacrifice site of some outer god, right?

Like to play the god of music and use music art to seduce people...... The King in Yellow?

Wouldn't it, wouldn't it?

Kazuma glanced at Shigeru, who also frowned.

After meeting his gaze, Shigeru asked Kazuma, "Master, what kind of scene is in front of you...... It reminds me of **, how do you tell the difference between musical fanaticism and religious fanaticism? ”

Kazuma: "Maybe there's no need to make a distinction. ”

He Ma remembered that he had been very concerned about the SCP Foundation in his previous life, an open-ended new weird creation project co-created by multiple people, and this project had an SCP that was a joke, about the SCP Foundation's fanaticism caused by musicians like the Beatles, Elvis, and Michael Jackson as an anomaly.

Unable to contain this phenomenon, the SCP Foundation eventually decided to assassinate Elvis Presley and others.

The document ended with an appendix that was assessed by the SCP Foundation Ethics Committee, which concluded that it was probably not an SCP, but just a frenzy caused by normal music.

Now that he and Ma have witnessed the "music mania", it suddenly dawns on him that maybe the SCP isn't playing with memes - maybe it's really some kind of anomaly.

If so, it explains a lot of things.

This kind of fanaticism, to be honest, is no different from religious fanaticism.

It's just that music lovers didn't start a crusade.

And the frenzied scene in front of Wama right now may really be the Mass of the god of music, a god who doesn't know where it came from.

When I get home, I will definitely talk to Tamamo about this.

At this time, the waiter with a stinky face just now returned, and put the wine and change on the table in front of Wama.

Hema put away the change, picked up the wine glass, and glanced at Mao: "I'll go around." ”

Shigeru nodded: "I'm right here, as a backup." ”

He Ma stood up and walked towards the depths of the booth area with a graceful stride.

At the same time, the URB band on stage began to sing the first song.

I can't say less about the rock and roll that I've listened to all my life.,I think I still have a certain appreciation for rock 'n' roll.。

The rock of this URB band made him involuntarily turn his head to look at the stage.

This band, the unexpected level is not bad?

So, after meeting the god of music, can you really improve your music creation ability?

He Ma was thinking about it, and ran into someone else head-on, and the wine brush in his hand spilled and Ma all over his body.

He turned his head to look at the person he had met, and was about to apologize, when he suddenly realized that the other party was not good.

The strong man, who was a head taller than Hema, looked at Hema condescendingly: "Yo, this lost lamb doesn't seem to be able to find where his home is?" ”

Kazuma smiled: "I just want to find someone to make friends." ”

"People who love music are friends, do you love music?" The strong man asked rhetorically.

Kazuma: "Of course, I love music too much. ”

"But you're not carrying a guitar, you're carrying a bamboo knife." The strong man said.

"This ......" and Ma were about to explain, when suddenly there was a warm cheer around them.

He turned his head to look at the stage with the strong man.

I saw a man climb onto the stage from the front of the stage, go straight to the drummer of URB, knock the drummer down with one punch, grab the drum stick and start banging.

The man on stage was the drummer Yoichi who brought Kazuma to this discotheque!

The violent drums resounded throughout the discotheque, and the other members of the URB were about to come up and fight, but their expressions changed when they heard the drums.

The lead singer shouted: "A new family is born!" Let's go crazy with the music together! ”

With Ma's mouth half-open, he felt more and more that this popular so-called new drug was not so simple.

Where does the general ** have this effect?

Can you really improve your music composition?

At this time, the strong man in front of the horse said, "Do you also want to see the god of music?" ”

Kazuma nodded decisively: "A little interested." ”

He wanted to get tangible evidence.

"Then you're in the wrong place." The strong man said, "We don't know what these guys are crazy about. ”

And Ma Hu looked at the strong man suspiciously.

The other party changed his fierce expression just now, and spread his hands: "We are just running a disco in An'an, and we pay protection money to the Daochuan Association that manages this site every week, and then we have to use money to pay the patrol officers in this area, and occasionally give some gifts to the daughter of the police commissioner."

"We're good citizens."

And Ma frowned, he knew that if he came hard in this disco, he probably couldn't find anything.

The enemy was already alarmed and ran cautiously.

But this time it wasn't completely unrewarding.

Kazuma turned his head to look at the drummer Yoi who was playing the drums passionately on the stage.

At least he knew a man who must have had an affair with the god of music.

An underground band, URB, who may have all been associated with the god of music, was also discovered.

Next, as long as you keep an eye on the drummer and Ichi, and find Kitagawa Shaxuli to learn about this URB band, you can always find any clues.

So Hema showed a regretful expression: "That's it, then I'll ask these people on the stage later." ”

"It's useless." The strong man shook his head, "Many of us have asked the question of what the god of music is, and they have said a lot of things that they don't understand. I asked, 'Who is the god of music, Elvis Presley or John Lennon,' and they burst out laughing. ”

And the horse is half pretending to be half really shocked: "Even Elvis Presley and John Lennon are not the gods of music?" ”

The strong man shrugged his shoulders: "yes, I also think it's ridiculous." Perhaps in their eyes, these people are just 'oracles' or 'saints'. ”

He Ma took advantage of his reasoning and probed: "Is this a new religion?" ”

"Who knows, I personally feel that the pop of rock 'n' roll is religious enough." The strong man shrugged his shoulders, then snapped his fingers and summoned an attendant, "Come, give this new glass of vodka, after all, I knocked over his vodka." ”

The waiter nodded: "Okay." ”

The strong man added: "Send it to the guest's position." ”

The meaning of this is obvious, it is to let Kazuma hurry back to his seat and not be swaying.

And the horse got off the donkey: "Okay, I'll go back and wait for the vodka." Why don't you sit down and have a chat? ”

"No, I'm still quite busy as the manager of this disco." As he spoke, the strong man bowed to the horse and turned to leave.

The waiter stood in place, looking at Kazuma, obviously he wouldn't go to get the wine if he didn't go back.

Kazuma could only turn back to his seat and glance at Shigeru.

Shigeru: "Feel like you've hit a nail?" ”

"Yes, the Lord should have run away. This place probably won't have the kind of pill deal where you can meet the god of music for a long time. "And the horses are staggering.

"Did you scare the snake?"

"Sort of. But if we don't come in and take a look, we'll never know for sure there's really something wrong here. He Ma whispered.

At this time, the waiter brought the wine.

Kazuma and the other waiters left, and poured the wine from the wine glass directly into the trash can under the table.

He wouldn't drink anything that might be from someone who might be an enemy.

Shigeru: "Why don't I go out and call Officer Shiratori?" ”

"It didn't work. The other party has completely abandoned the relationship, and can only catch the few on the stage. But look at what that means, they are 100% not going to divulge the heavens. ”

Mao also glanced at the stage, looking helpless.

"Let's go." And the horse said.

Shigeru nodded, and poured the little undrunk wine in front of him into the trash can under the table.

Then the two stood up and moved towards the door.

**

On the second floor of the Death Pit, a man wearing a peaked cap asked the Death Pit manager who came upstairs: "Criminal police? ”

"No, not really. Looks more tender than the average criminal policeman, like a college student, but ...... It feels very oily again. Very tactful. ”

The man in the cap frowned.

The manager continued: "And I always felt that the person I was talking to was a little familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere. ”

In this era, images were disseminated mainly by photographs in newspapers and television, and it was normal for people who did not read newspapers and television often to be unfamiliar with Wama's face.

But the name "Kiryu and Ma" should be known by word of mouth.

In particular, the inhabitants of this underground world have heard a little about the name of a person who has raised the name of a three-generation organization of the Kanto United alone.

However, just now, Kiryu and Ma did not report their home.

The man in the cap pondered for a few seconds, then said to his men at the door, "Follow them." ”

The subordinate nodded immediately, and then left quietly.

The man in the cap then said to the manager, "We're going to move, we can't stay in this targeted place anymore." ”

The manager hurriedly asked, "Then if someone comes to sell something, we should ......"

"Don't worry, the god of music will guide the family to find a new point of sale. You just need to continue to provide a place for your family members to play to their musical strengths. ”

The manager hesitated, but nodded, "Understood." ”

To be honest, the manager doesn't believe in the of the god of music guiding his dependents.

But since people didn't want to tell him what was going on, he didn't bother to ask.

Begging for a living in the underground world, many times knowing less is a blessing.

"Is there anything else I need to do?" The manager asked.

The cap man shook his head: "No, you're doing a good job." If the police come, you just tell you everything you know, and when you need legal aid, someone will naturally come to you with a lawyer. ”

The manager bowed to the cap man and exited the room.

The man in the cap immediately stood up, didn't even look at the alternate passage to the back door, opened the window of the room, jumped out of the window, and quickly disappeared into the night with the parkour action that the horse would be amazed at when he saw it.

The wind blew into the room through the open window, causing the curling green smoke of the unextinguished cigarette butts in the ashtray to dance with the wind.