78 Dinner in a Cage (1)
"Is there an answer to your assessment?"
Why do you want to help Mr. Wang?
"In order to prevent more innocent people from dying under the little orange dolls, I also want Orange Orange to be able to welcome the sunshine of a new day."
He scoffed: "It's quite literary." β
I hummed, leaned over to the console and played a soft piece of music, holding the little zombie doll, and closing my eyes to recuperate.
Although I did this job for my own personal reasons, now I feel that it is actually a very meaningful job that can help the people I want to help.
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On this day, Qiu Shiren went out to pick up Xiaobao from the kindergarten and I was preparing dinner.
As soon as the materials were prepared, the phone rang, it was Xia You.
"Hello, sister-in-law."
I had a black line: "Don't call me sister-in-law." β
"Yes, sister-in-law."
"......" rubbed his temples with a headache, "What's the matter?" β
"My brother and I will come over later, that, it's just a meal now, and the boss always shows off to me that your cooking is very delicious." She said meaningfully.
I said, "I'll do a little more." β
"Sister-in-law is really understanding, hahaha."
"If you call my sister-in-law again, there will be nothing."
"Sister Banlan!"
I sneered: "Okay, you remember to bring more food, otherwise I'm afraid that my family's food will not be enough for you." β
"Okay."
Before I hung up the phone, I heard her mutter: "I have said 'my family's meal', and I still don't admit that it is my sister-in-law......"
Me: "......"
Habit is the scariest thing, I actually make this place my home?
When Qiu Shishi and Xiaobao arrived home, Xia Zuo and Xia You also arrived, the two sides met at the door, and when they changed shoes at the entrance, Xia You deliberately made trouble with Xiaobao, saying that he also wanted zombie slippers.
Xiaobao, who is usually very talkative, refused with a small face very seriously at this time: "This is for Mom and Dad and Xiaobao, and it can't be given to Sister Xiaoyou." β
Xia You pretended to be aggrieved, and wanted to exchange the snacks in his hand with him, Xiaobao was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and looked at her aggrievedly with a small mouth, but Xiaobao did not compromise, and Xia You surrendered first.
Her younger brother Xia Zuo had already changed his slippers and walked inside, and sat down upright.
The personalities of the twins are really different.
I fried the last two dishes, and when I brought them out, Xia Zuo was holding a piece of information and talking to Qiu Shishi, Xia You was still teasing Xiaobao, answering Qiu Shishi's questions from time to time.
"Let's eat first," I saw that the faces of the poets were fierce again, and I knew that the two brothers and sisters had brought nothing good, so I persuaded, "I will deal with it after I have eaten." β
Qiu Shiren directly closed the folder, threw it aside, picked up his son, who was annoyed by Xia You, and sat down at the table together: "Open dinner." β
Xia You smiled and hurriedly went over to occupy a position: "It's the first time I've seen the boss so obedient." β
Qiu Shishi glanced at her indifferently: "If you don't want to be obedient, you can skip eating." β
There is a posture that she will say more and throw her out immediately.
Xia You made a zipper and closed her mouth on her lips, and when we all sat down, she was the first to pick up the chopsticks in a hurry and start eating, which can't blame her for not having etiquette, she can't stand it as long as she hasn't eaten for a while.
I'm starting to wonder now that she's not pregnant, but she's not pregnant, and what is going on with her?
After eating, Qiu Shiren unceremoniously instructed Xia You, who ate the most, to wash the dishes, and said a few words to Xia Zuo, and after Xia You washed the dishes, he ruthlessly drove them away.
"What's wrong with you, you're in a bad mood?"
"Just got the news." His dark eyes looked at me, "The stolen bodies of Gu Youcheng and Da Song have eyebrows." β
I was stunned for a moment before I reacted: "Really, really? Who the hell stole them? β
I am very concerned about this matter, and many clues show that the person who stole the body is likely to be the person behind all this, and I want to know who is harming me.
"I don't know who stole it, but the person who took it ......" He opened the document and spread it out on a page and pushed it in front of me.
I looked at his instructions and saw a name.
"Meng Meng?!"
How could it be her?
"It seems that things are going to be interesting." Qiu Shishi's fingers tapped on the table, the corners of his mouth were smiling, but his eyes were cold.
I helped him close the papers, knowing what he meant.
We seem to be trapped in a circle, and after a circle, we went back to the beginning, first Mrs. Wang, then Meng Meng, will there be Zhao Xing next?
"Then, are we going to find Meng Meng?" I asked worriedly.
"Naturally, I'm looking for it." He looked at me as he spoke, then sneered and poked his finger in my head, "What are you worried about, I won't let anything happen to you." β
In the words of understatement, there is his absolute guarantee.
It's just like when he gave me the amulet.
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The fire-burned villa in a remote and uninhabited area was lively tonight.
Because the mistress of the villa is getting engaged tonight.
I was very surprised when I learned the news, two or three months ago, Meng Meng was still in a coma in the hospital, her brother Meng Hong said that she didn't have a boyfriend, not even a few friends, and lived alone in this fire-filled villa, with her invisible brother.
Got a boyfriend so soon and got engaged?
I contacted her in the name of Meng Hong's friend, and she invited me to her engagement dinner tonight, not in any hotel, nor in the man's house, but in that villa.
At six or seven o'clock in the evening, when Qiu Shishi and I arrived, the villa was already singing and laughing.
A lot of vehicles come and go, there are a lot of cars parked in an open place next to it, there are people at the gate of the villa to greet them, and some people set off firecrackers, in this suburb, no one cares about the fireworks, and then look at the brightly lit villa, the second floor has been renovated, and the gloomy and lonely at that time has been completely different.
I almost wondered if I was in the wrong place.
Qiu Shishi, who parked the car, walked towards me, he was wearing a suit today, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the well-fitting coat tightened his muscles, and every inch looked full of explosive power, just standing there, his aura was above the people around him.
He stood beside me, bent his arms towards me, and he was always dressed in a T-shirt and casual clothes, and he didn't feel a little uncomfortable in his suit, as if he was born to be a sassy boy in high society.
"Let's go."
I took him by the arm and followed him to the gate of the villa, where the greeter let us in after only a little inquiry.
After the renovation, the hall looks much more spacious than before, with a transparent floor, dazzling chandeliers, delicious food, fragrant wine, and specially invited waiters to entertain guests.
The guests were not far behind, dressed in tuxedos and suits, and wearing ornate jewelry, as if they were attending, not an orphan girl's engagement dinner, but a high-class wine banquet.
Just because we were told to attend in formal attire before we came, I also wore a simple dress and skirt, holding my hair, much more solemn than usual, Qiu Shishi was also forced to wear a suit, I thought it was just an ordinary engagement dinner, we were dressed like this is enough, and when we walked in, we found that we were the poorest.
"I thought Meng Meng was an orphan girl, but I didn't expect her to have such influence." The luxury cars coming and going outside, the guests in the hall, many of them are good, and there are a few I know who have a little contact with my family.
The Ban family is a real upper-class family, and the Ban family can come and go, needless to say, everyone should also know that it is impossible to go anywhere.
Moreover, it is possible to repair the burned villa like this in a short period of time, how can it be without some money.
"The Meng family used to do business, and Meng Meng's parents and her brother left her a lot of money before leaving, but these people," Qiu Shiren quietly swept over the guests present, "No matter how glorious the family used to be, an ordinary orphan girl who has lost her parents for many years and has not inherited her parents' previous company will be valued?" β
Of course not, human nature has always been the most selfish.
"Could it have something to do with Meng Meng's fiancΓ©?"
"I've investigated, and Kang Wen is just an ordinary white-collar worker."
For no reason, there won't be so many well-connected people who come to cheer for an orphan girl's engagement dinner, so there must be something that attracts them.
Qiu Shishi and I came here tonight for the corpses of Gu Youcheng and Da Song, who were nailed to the souls, but now it seems that things are more complicated than we imagined.
What does Meng Meng want to do?
"Adapt to the situation." The poet smiled and led me into the arena without fear, and took two glasses of wine from the attendant's tray and handed me one.
When I actually entered the hall, the feeling of chilliness became more and more distinct, I raised my glass with one hand, and lowered the other hand from the crook of Qiu Shishi's arm, rubbing my arm: "Why is this so cold?" β
I'm not afraid of a shady environment, and now I can adapt to this temperature, but it's weird in my heart.
I still remember that when I first stepped into this villa, it gave me the feeling that it was very hot, which may have something to do with Meng Hong being burned to death in this house, and now it is not hot, probably because Meng Hong is no longer there.
But it shouldn't feel cold, it's a November day, the temperature is lower, yes, but the heating is turned on in the villa.
Looking at the guests again, they didn't seem to feel anything, and the women were dressed coolly one by one.
The shade that only I can feel...... In this villa, without Meng Hong, are there other ghosts stationed there?
Qiu Shishi didn't reply to me, and directly pulled me to a guest, like a familiar friend to greet someone, the person's expression was obviously surprised and confused, and it was clear that he didn't know us, but he saw that Qiu Shishi looked very familiar with him, and was embarrassed to ask us directly, so he pretended to really know us, and chatted with us.
Qiu Shiren said that it was a coincidence, I actually met here, how could you also attend Meng Meng's engagement dinner.
The other party squeezed his eyes at us mysteriously and ambiguously: "Brother, don't pretend, aren't everyone here for that thing." β
Qiu Shishi smiled back, tacitly touched the cup with him, and did not ask again.
After that, I said goodbye to someone I knew on the pretext that I was going to say hello, and I found the person I "knew".
It's still the same way, so that the other party thinks that we are really friends he knows and he doesn't remember, so he chats, but this time Qiu Shishi changed the question: "Do you think that thing is real, could it be a lie to us?" β
"It should be true, there is news that Zhao Siliang and Shi Po, the two masters, have successively proved that treasure! Eh, whether it's true or not, you won't lose money if you come on a trip, if you can really live a long life, who wouldn't want to. β
Qiu Shiren also clinked glasses with this person with a like-minded attitude, and then, as usual, he took me to greet a few guests, and did not ask anything more, meaning to cover up the traces of the first two, and then shrank in the corner with me to eat: "Tell me, what do you see." β
The assessment has begun?
"They are indeed here for something, this thing is beneficial to people's bodies, but it is probably not a normal thing, because it involves Zhao Siliang and Shi Shi, Shi Po, right? Shi Po: I don't know, I remember that Zhao Siliang is a very famous magician in the Yin and Yang Association? β
"What else?" He picked up the plate with a lot of food, forked his knife and fork, fed a large piece of beef into his mouth, the sauce was stained on the side of his mouth, he hesitated to wipe his mouth with a tissue, and the paper ball was accurately thrown into the trash.
Come to the banquet in a leisurely and leisurely manner.
I put the fork in my hand into his plate and forked a smaller piece of goose meat and put it in my mouth: "You didn't ask again." β
"It's boring to ask again, that thing must be fake."
"How do you know?"
He knocked off the fork I was sticking into his plate: "I'll know when you have my way...... Take what you want to eat! β
"It's more convenient to eat yours."
He glared at me, then put down his plate, snatched my plate, filled me with a full plate, and stuffed it in my hand, and when he saw that I was happy to eat, his fork tapped on the side of my plate: "Don't worry about eating, you don't pay attention to anything else except what we are talking about, how did I teach you?" Do you have a brain? Or is it all the brains that are used to eat? β
"It's the mouth that eats." I muttered quietly, how good his ears were, a glare, I held the plate and moved it to the side, "I'm not thinking about it, well, I found that these people have more black gas on their bodies than ordinary people." β
As I said before, everyone will have a little bit of black gas on their body more or less, because no one has done a single wrong thing in their life, and no one can always keep their hearts healthy.
If this person has done a lot of evil things, or if his heart is extremely unhealthy, then the black qi will become more and more dense, and even, sticky as mud.
There are some big villains, the black gas will make you can't even see his appearance clearly, and he is completely blocked.
Now that there are so many people with a strong black spirit, is it true that the more money they have, the more evil they will do?
Qiu Shishi's face was slightly pale: "It's not too useless." β
So the problem is, Meng Meng found so many people with problems, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like she wants to do anything good.
Just thinking about it, Meng Meng came out, took the arm of a handsome man from the staircase covered with red carpet, and walked down slowly.
She wore a white gift, looked fresh and elegant, with a subtle and joyful smile on her face, her long hair that should be spliced to one side, and a colorful wreath, worn on the top of her head, looked radiant, and the girl who was pale on the hospital bed and didn't know if she could live.
The man next to her, Kang Wenwen, Si Swenwen, has a bit of the easy-going brother next door, when I first look at the past, I think he is very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, I thought of Meng Hong.
This Kang Wen, with his figure and temperament, is especially like Meng Hong.
Could it be that this is the reason why Meng Meng chose to marry him so quickly? It's not impossible, Meng Meng used to be able to live alone in a villa like a haunted house for her brother, making paper ties for her brother every day, she has a serious brother-in-law complex, and now marrying someone who looks like her brother seems to be reasonable.
The couple greeted the guests one by one, and when they walked up to us, after some introduction, Meng Meng said to me in surprise: "I know, I had a car accident before, it was you who saved me, the doctors and nurses told me, and then I wanted to thank you, but unfortunately there is no contact information for you, I didn't expect to see you again on such an important day today, I am really happy." β
She asked me for a hug, and I smiled and hugged her, and found that her mood was not as bright as she appeared, and the black gas was so thick that it was almost condensed into droplets.
I can't accurately judge whether the black qi on a person's body represents a sin or a mood, but if I have contact with that person, I can judge from the degree of coldness of the black qi I touch, if it is a sin, the coldness is piercing, if it is just a gloomy mood, it will affect people to follow the depression.
For the time being, Meng Meng has no life on her hands, but on such a festive day, under her bright smile, there is such a dark state of mind, is it really okay?
"I wish you happiness," I said to her sincerely, and at the end I added pointedly, "your brother wishes so, and you must not let him down." β
She paused slightly, then turned the goblet in her hand with a smile, and her long false eyelashes concealed the true emotion under her eyes: "I sometimes wonder if I am a little rebellious, will he be able to stay because he is not worried about me?" β
I frowned: "You'd better not think so. β
"Yes," she replied with a sigh, as if she was shaking her head, and smiled apologetically at me as Kang Wen hugged her worriedly, "I'm really a little tired for this engagement dinner these days, so feel free here, don't be polite to me, I'll go greet the other guests first." β
I smiled and nodded, watching her and Kang Wenwen leave hand in hand, on the way Kang Wenwen lowered his head and asked her, even if it was just a side face, I could still see that his gaze was full of love in her gaze.
This Kang book, I like Meng Meng very much, right?
The engagement ceremony began not long after, the master of ceremonies was on the temporary stage, teasing Meng Meng and Kang Wenwen with everyone, a woman in a wheelchair stood behind Meng Meng with a gift box with a ring, Meng Meng introduced to everyone that this is her good friend, even if she is physically handicap, she is willing to be her bridesmaid.
The bridesmaid was very delicate, but probably because of her poor health, she was very thin, and in the heated hall, the women took off their outer clothes, only the skirt inside, with her sleeves exposed, neck and even back and chest, but she even wrapped her neck tightly, her face was pale, and she smiled at everyone.
I asked Qiu Shishi, "Do you think this bridesmaid is very familiar?" "I can't remember where I've seen it.
Qiu Shishi's eyes narrowed: "It should be that we know, her current appearance does not match her face frame, it is likely that she has undergone plastic surgery." β
People who are in wheelchairs and have to go for plastic surgery feel very uncomfortable.
"Let her go first," the poet said, putting down the two of us, "and we should get ready to act." β
The lights in the hall were dimmed, the lights were all gathered on the stage, and everyone's eyes were focused on the newlyweds who were about to get engaged.
The basement door was locked, and I couldn't push it like I did last time, and turned to look at the poet and ask for instructions.
He told me to get out of the way and walked to the door myself, I thought he would use some spell to make the door open, but he took out a needle, plucked it in the lock a few times, and the door opened.
Me: "......" is still the best technique handed down from our ancestors.
After entering, I subconsciously pressed the light of the light, and after pressing it, I thought that it would be easy for people to find out if I turned on the light, and I was about to turn off the light again, but I realized that the light was not on.
Is the light down here broken?
Qiu Shishi lit a piece of illuminated rune paper, like a small torch, so that the entire basement was presented to us...... Empty.
Those good and bad semi-finished paper ties are all gone, including the production tools, if Meng Meng can no longer feel her brother's existence, and no longer make paper ties, so they are all cleaned up, then, what about the posthumous images, why are there no even posthumous images?
Qiu Shishi stared, circled around the basement for half a circle, then stopped on a certain floor, nodded with his toes, squatted down, and broke the square half-square meter floor in a few clicks.
I looked underneath the floor and there was a black hole, which looked like it had been dug recently, and it was so dark that I couldn't see how deep it was.
As soon as he thought so, Qiu Shiren lit another illumination charm and threw it down.
The burning rune paper fell to the ground about two meters deep, and there was nothing else around it that could illuminate it.
"I'll go down and take a look, you'll wait up there."
As he spoke, he took off his blazer and threw it to me, unbuttoning his shirt near the collar, revealing his strong and broad chest, rolling up his sleeves, and the muscles in his arms were on the verge of bursting, and a shirt was worn out of his military uniform, full of wild masculinity.
He put his hand on the ground, and jumped into the hole with agility, and by the light of the rune paper, I saw him crouch on one knee and fall steadily, then he picked up the rune paper on the ground, and walked in a certain direction, out of the range of what I could see above, except for the faint light leaking through, I didn't know anything.
Holding his suit, holding the illumination rune paper he left for me, I waited a little anxiously.
After a while, there was still no movement below, and I tried to whisper, "Dead man? Dead person? What's next? β