Chapter Ninety-One: If You Can Pack a Noodle, I'll Lose!

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Qingpu looked at the three dishes on the wall in an instant, pondered for a moment, and spoke.

"Please bring me a lye surface, thank you."

"Guoshi Wushuang alkaline water surface, please wait!"

Gou Ming put down his school bag, quickly changed into a chef's uniform, and then walked into the kitchen.

Syllable! Syllable!

A moment later, there was a heavy thumping sound in the kitchen. Then a strong smell of spices wafted out of the kitchen, along with the smell of lard.

Qingpu couldn't help but sniff in an instant, and a trace of surprise suddenly flashed on his indifferent face.

Mutter~~!

It's okay not to smell it, but as soon as I smell this fragrance, the hunger quickly swells up like a tide, and the stomach feels like it is about to rebel, and the squirming becomes more intense.

Fortunately, there was no one in the restaurant, so no one noticed her gaffe.

Rao is like this, Qingpu's fair little face turned red in an instant.

She took a few deep breaths before she forcibly suppressed the shyness in her heart.

At this moment, Gou Ming took out two large bowls from the kitchen, and then put one of the large bowls in front of Qingpu in front of him.

"The countryman is here, please taste it!"

Looking at the big bowl in front of her, which was obviously far beyond her amount of food, Qingpu was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Gou Ming, this bowl may be too much for me......"

Qingpu said euphemistically in an instant.

"Don't worry, I promise you'll finish it."

Gou Ming smiled mysteriously, put another bowl of noodles in front of him, took out a pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage and began to feast.

Seeing that the opposite side was so fragrant, the constantly tumbling stomach forced Qingpu to pick up the chopsticks in an instant.

But looking at the big bowl in front of him, which was equivalent to the amount of rice for an adult man, Qingpu couldn't help frowning slightly.

Due to the geographical environment of neon, a large amount of food needs to be imported, so most of the neon people have developed a good habit of not wasting food, and the dishes they order will definitely be eaten, and they will be packed back if they can't finish eating.

Although Qingpu Chuan has a very good family environment, he does not like to waste food.

Therefore, Gou Ming served her such a big bowl of noodles in one go, which really made her a little embarrassed.

Urged by his stomach, which was about to turn upside down, Qingpu finally gave up thinking in an instant and folded his hands.

"I'm moving."

'Forget it, eat first. I can't finish eating and pack it back......'

Thinking like this, Qingpu instantly picked up a few noodles with chopsticks and put them in his mouth......

Although Gou Ming has been eating noodles, he has devoted some attention to Qingpu Instant.

Qingpu's entanglement in an instant, he naturally saw it in his eyes.

But in Gou Ming's view, these are not problems at all.

'Hmph~ If you can pack a noodle, I will lose! ’

Then, when Qingpu ate the first chopstick noodles into her mouth in an instant, her whole body froze all of a sudden.

Then the second chopstick, the third chopstick, and the fourth ......

Qingpu's eating speed is really not fast at all, and the speed is very even, and the movements are very quiet and delicate.

But Gou Ming saw that the large bowl of alkaline water was falling rapidly at a speed that was not much slower than his.

Five minutes later, the two bowls bottomed out almost simultaneously.

Not only that, but there wasn't even a single noodle in the two bowls, only a little lard left at the bottom of the bowl that shone with a shiny glow.

After Qingpu finished eating in an instant, the indifferent and cold expression on his face finally couldn't be maintained.

The delicate and small, doll-like cute little face has a happy and satisfied smile.

People who love to laugh every day are good-looking, but if a person with a cold face every day suddenly laughs from the heart, it will make people feel better.

This may be the so-called contrast cute.

At least Gou Ming felt that the current Qingpu looked good when he smiled, so he told the truth.

"Actually, you look good when you smile, you can smile more in the future."

Qingpu immediately restrained his smile, and his expression changed back to a cold appearance again.

But if you look closely, you can see that her cheeks are unconsciously stained with two clusters of redness.

After being silent for a while, Qingpu suddenly raised his head in an instant, with a hint of hesitation and confusion flashing in his eyes.

"Mr. Gou Ming, the world ...... What will happen to her? ”

Qingpu asked softly in an instant.

Gou Ming shook his head.

"I don't know."

After all, he is not an orthodox onmyoji, so how can he know what will happen to the resentful spirit in the future.

Hearing this answer, Qingpu instantly showed a little disappointment on his face.

Seeing this, Gou Ming couldn't bear it, so he added another sentence.

"But I think she should become a Buddha after she fulfills her wish."

Qingpu's eyes lit up in an instant, and he nodded violently.

"Yes! The world, she will definitely become a Buddha! You don't have to endure any more pain! ”

Gou Ming couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touched Qingpu's head with a smile.

"With a friend like you praying for her, she will surely die in Western Bliss."

After supper, Gou Ming sent Qingpu out of the alley and accompanied her until a taxi slowly drove from the street in the distance.

At this moment, Qingpu instantly looked at Gou Ming with a sincere face and bowed deeply.

"Thank you so much!!"

Looking at the headlights that were fading away, Gou Ming stretched a big lazy waist.

Helping others is the foundation of happiness.

Helping ghosts ascend to heaven is a source of pleasure.

The ancients did not deceive me.

……

At the same time, a police car with no police lights turned on drove into the Sakura City Metropolitan Police Department.

Officer Takagi then pulled Makoto Ito out of the back seat and escorted him into the police station.

However, no one, not even the five cameras at the entrance of the Metropolitan Police Department, which covered all angles and worked 24 hours a day, did not notice it, and a red shadow flashed into the Metropolitan Police Department.

Officer Takagi was pulling Makoto Ito inside, and Officer Twilight was coming towards him.

"Takagi, what are you doing?"

Officer Takagi hurriedly saluted.

"Sir!"

Officer Takagi then gave a brief briefing on the situation.

After hearing this, Officer Twilight glanced at Makoto Ito lightly and said casually.

"Temporarily detain him to the detention center tonight, and directly hand over the evidence and this kid to the prosecutor tomorrow, and inform his guardian by the way, and then you will leave this matter alone."

In the eyes of Officer Mudu, it is simply overkill for such a small case to be dealt with by their criminal department.

What's more, their criminal police are too busy with serious criminal cases every day, where is there time to take care of a little child.

Although Takagi is not good at observing words and feelings, he is also an old subordinate of Officer Twilight, so he immediately pulled Officer Twilight aside and asked in a low voice.

"Sir, is there another case?"

Officer Twilight nodded solemnly.

"There is another murder at the Brittanian Opera."

Hearing this name, Officer Takagi's face also became serious.

"Is it starting again?"

Officer Twilight nodded, then pointed at Makoto Ito.

"You send this kid to the detention center first, and then come back and study the case carefully with me."

"Yes, sir!"