Chapter 771 Shocking! The Mysterious Case of Missing Chicken Wings!

Chapter 770 Shocking! The Mysterious Case of Missing Chicken Wings!

"His name is Shinbei Mouri, he's a Japanese street performer—"

Next, Guan Gu told everyone about his special connection with the street performer Mouri Shinbei, who could read minds.

In short, he had met this street performer twice. The first time was when he was five years old. At that time, Shinbei Mori immediately understood his thoughts and gave Sekiya a balloon dog that he liked the most.

The second time was last year. When Guan Gu heard that he had also come to China, he went to see his performance. As a result, this Shinbei Mori was able to guess his name just from the playing card that Guan Gu drew.

Although the story sounds a bit far-fetched, considering that the person telling it is Guan Gu, who almost never lies, the story gains a bit more credibility amidst the absurdity.

Regardless, people still refused to believe that there were actually people in this world who could read minds, especially Yifei, the "mind-reading master".

"I don't believe it. This must be some kind of peeping magic trick."

She said it with great certainty.

"He really can read minds!"

When Guan Gu gets stubborn, he glares at everyone and refuses to submit to anyone. He said with his neck stiff, "If you don't believe me, I'll call him here today."

"Anyway, the Japanese don't celebrate the Lunar New Year, so he'll definitely be free tonight!"

"Alright."

Ziqiao said nonchalantly, "Having a proper new recruit perform for us will save us from being shocked during the New Year."

"I know today's task is very challenging, but everyone must follow the instructions strictly."

Yu Mo asked疑惑地问道, "What makes this mission so difficult?"

"The difficulty lies in the fact that every time we make a big plan, something unexpected or goes wrong."

Ziqiao said solemnly, "Today is New Year's Eve, a perfect opportunity for us to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new, and to sweep away bad luck."

"We absolutely cannot afford any more mistakes this time!"

"Alas----"

A chill ran through everyone; Ziqiao's words sounded like he was setting a huge flag.

"Cheer up, everyone! Today is our moment to conquer the laws of metaphysics!"

Zeng Xiaoxian, who arrived late, shouted excitedly.

"That's absolutely right, Teacher Zeng!"

Ziqiao chuckled and looked up, asking, "Teacher Zeng, did you have any particularly insightful ideas today?"

"No, I'm going to be live streaming, so I won't participate."

"well----"

Upon hearing this, everyone sighed. Nanfeng even complained, "It's one thing for the Spring Festival Gala hosts not to get a holiday on New Year's Eve, but why do you, a radio host, have to work on New Year's Eve?"

"Yeah, and New Year's Eve isn't a statutory holiday, so I don't even get triple pay for working overtime!"

Zeng Xiaoxian lowered his head and complained, but soon he put his hands on his hips and raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "But for such an important moment as New Year's Eve, I definitely have to spend it with you guys."

"I've used my irresistible personal charm to get the boss to change the live stream to a pre-recorded one. I'm going to record the show now, I'll be right back!"

He winked at Zhang Wei and said, "Zhang Wei, my chicken wings have to be insanely spicy!"

Zhang Wei readily agreed: "Okay."

"In that case, what are we waiting for?"

Nanfeng called out, "Time is short and the task is heavy, everyone let's get started!"

"good!!!"

Everyone got up to prepare for New Year's Eve.

Since everyone had all sorts of ideas for New Year's Eve, one suite's living room was definitely not enough for everyone to do their thing, so they first subdivided the uses of the living rooms in the suites.

The living room of room 3601 serves as their main gathering place, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, everyone will gather here to welcome the New Year.

The kitchen in room 3602 was assigned to Meijia and the others to cook the New Year's Eve dinner, while the sofa and coffee table in the living room were moved to a corner to leave an open space for tonight's mind-reading performance and other entertainment.

The same goes for the living room of room 3603. The sofa and coffee table have all been moved to the corner, and ten computer desks have been placed facing each other in the already empty kitchen and living room. Tonight's five-on-five Yu-Gi-Oh! battle will be held here.

After helping to move the sofas and coffee tables in the two suites, Guan Gu couldn't wait to go find the master who could read minds. Wan Yu, Curry, Yu Mo, and You You went to the supermarket together to buy ingredients for today's New Year's Eve dinner and things needed to decorate the suites.

Yifei and Zhang Wei stayed in room 3601 to wait for their chicken wing delivery. Zhanbo sat at the dining table and tried to build a small dominoes to practice. Nanfeng had to get ten computer desks sorted out first.

Ziqiao —

"Damn, I knew Lu Ziqiao would slip away so fast after assigning tasks! Turns out he didn't assign himself any work at all!"

3601, Yifei slammed her hand heavily on the table in dissatisfaction, and the dominoes that Zhanbo had arranged with chocolate cookies on the table collapsed instantly.

"sister!"

Zhanbo muttered, feeling quite aggrieved.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Yifei pouted, got up and went to the sofa to look at Meijia, who had accidentally strained her back.

"How are you, Mika? Are you alright?"

Mika, who had strained her back while moving the sofa, forced a smile and slowly sat up: "Absolutely no problem, I can still do it—"

"hiss----"

Mika winced in pain when she accidentally bumped her waist.

"You'd better not sit, just lie down like this."

Seeing this, Yifei said with great concern, "Why don't I call Ziqiao and ask him to come back and take care of you?"

"Anyway, he's a free man, idle from the beginning to the end of the year."

"It's already New Year's Eve, and he still has the nerve to slack off."

"don't want."

Meijia shook her head firmly: "I'd rather break my back than let that bastard Lu Ziqiao take care of me!"

"and you----"

"It's okay, I'm perfectly fine."

Meijia took out her phone and said, "But Sister Yifei, you reminded me that it's New Year's Eve. There's no reason for us to be busy while Lu Ziqiao is out having fun."

"So what are you going to do?"

Yifei tilted her head and glanced over: "【Anti-Lu Xiaobu Alliance, Scumbag Go Die, Go Die】group?"

"Meijia, you even joined Ziqiao's ex-girlfriends' group?"

Meijia smiled, revealing two sweet dimples, a smile that now carried a chilling undertone: "Wrong, I'm the group admin!"

"hiss----"

Upon hearing this, Yifei gasped, and for once, she began to feel sorry for Ziqiao.

Having your roommate as your biggest hater is no different from a procrastinating author having a reader who likes to lock him in a dark room and urge him to update.

"Let me ask Lu Ziqiao where he is now—"

Meijia looked up and asked, "You guys think it's unreasonable for me to sell Lu Ziqiao's position for 18.8 yuan during the Chinese New Year?"

Zhang Wei, standing to the side, pondered, "Isn't that a bit inappropriate? After all, Meijia, you're essentially leaking someone else's privacy—"

"I'll post all the sales figures in the group chat tonight so everyone can grab a red envelope."

"————But then again, Ziqiao has to prove he's a human being first, right?"

Zhang Wei blinked and asked, "By the way, Meijia, how many people are in your group again?"

"not much."

Meijia glanced at the screen: "There are only about eighty."

"More than eighty?!"

In his inner world, Zhang Wei sat at the dining table, calculating with an abacus.

One ex-girlfriend costs 18.8 yuan, so more than 80 ex-girlfriends would be...

[Oh my god! This is going to be a big hit!]

[Zhang Wei clasped his hands together and muttered: Ziqiao, let your ex-girlfriend come even more fiercely!!!]

Before Zhang Wei could say anything more, the doorbell of apartment 3601 suddenly rang.

"The chicken wings we ordered should have arrived."

Yifei got up and opened the door. Sure enough, it was the delivery guy who delivered the chicken wings.

"Hello, your chicken wings have been delivered. Please sign for them."

Yifei didn't even look at it and just took the takeout.

The deliveryman bowed slightly and said, "On behalf of the Rooster Terminator food stall, I wish you a Happy New Year! May your new year be prosperous and thriving."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out a few fingers and started rubbing them together, clearly a gesture to ask for money.

Yifei blinked, then suddenly realized and said, "Oh—I do have a bag of trash. Could you take it down with you when you go downstairs?"

Happy New Year, bye-bye!

Before the delivery guy could react, Yifei grabbed the bag of trash and shoved it into his arms, then slammed the door shut with lightning speed.

"These days are really interesting. A fifty-year-old is asking me, an eighteen-year-old, for a New Year's greeting and a red envelope."

Zhanbo was taken aback by these words. He timidly raised his head and asked, "Eighteen years old?"

Yifei, hands on her hips, looked at Zhanbo with a smile: "You have a problem with that?"

"No, no—"

Zhanbo continued to build his dominoes.

Zhang Wei took the takeout from Yi Fei, placed it on the coffee table, opened it, and counted the contents. He quickly realized something was wrong.

"No, there are five chicken wings missing."

"let me see."

Yifei counted carefully, her brows furrowing slightly. "How could this be? Did that food stall shortchange us?"

Zhang Wei couldn't help but exclaim, "What a joyous Spring Festival! A time of national celebration! A time for traditional virtues! A land of etiquette!"

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"This is outrageous!"

Yifei's angry shout made Zhanbo, who was concentrating on setting up dominoes, tremble, and the chocolate cookie stack he had just built fell over again.

Zhanbo: / (ToT) /~~

Meijia, holding her back, said, "Sister Yifei, you should have checked the food before you accepted it."

"How was I supposed to know he'd dare shortchange me on chicken wings!"

Yifei slapped her thigh angrily: "Today he dares to shortchange customers on chicken wings, tomorrow he'll help an old lady cross the street, and the day after tomorrow he'll call himself the Monkey King and wreak havoc in Heaven?"

"ah!!!"

"etc."

A row of big question marks appeared above Zhang Wei's head: "Yifei, I don't quite understand your logic."

"That's not important! What's important is that it's the Lunar New Year, and we can't let others bully us on our own doorstep!"

As Yifei spoke, she skillfully took a kitchen knife out of her bag.

She smoothed her hair in front of the gleaming blade: "I'm going to find the owner of this shop to spar with him on some swordsmanship."

"Sis! Calm down!"

Startled, Zhanbo rushed over to stop Yifei: "Sister, how about we ask the merchant on our phones first, to see if they made a mistake?"

Yifei was taken aback when she heard this.

"That makes sense."

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