I'm not a theatre god

"Sure enough, they were still suspicious."

Chen Ling stood on the second floor of Jinghong Building, with her hands on the handrails, looking at the casino and dance hall on the same street. Although to ordinary people, these two stores were the same as usual, but to Chen Ling, In the eyes of a caring person, you can still see the difference.

Overnight, there were a few homeless people, rickshaws, and swearing passers-by around the Great World Song and Dance Hall. Although there were many people entering the store to spend money, most of them were probably plainclothes police officers... Li Ruohong had no experience in this area. He probably couldn't see anything strange, and he didn't know that his dance hall had been labeled as a "suspected Twilight Society stronghold."

Chen Ling was even sure that the people from [Fu Sheng Hui] had also begun to monitor the dance hall at this moment, which meant that he could no longer enter the dance hall at will like yesterday, nor could he act recklessly and direct a big show under the eyes of others.

However, this is not a problem for Chen Ling. He does not want to use the same method a second time. Even if he does not enter the dance hall, he still has the means to continue to "package" the dance hall.

"Frequent accidents and continuous exaggerated performances will only make people in [Fushenge] suspicious, which is counterproductive... It's better to just let nature take its course these days."

"Yesterday I left a few little easter eggs in the dance hall. At this stage, letting them explore on their own may be more effective than my active intervention."

"What's more, there are those two spies from the Wuji Realm in the song and dance hall. They don't need too much intervention from me at all, so the program can have a very good effect..."

Chen Ling quickly clarified the current situation and formulated the follow-up "script". Just as he was about to go downstairs, out of the corner of his eye he saw a few plainclothes people guarding the entrance of the casino exchanging something, and then someone looked towards them. Glancing in the direction of Jinghong Tower, he seemed very confused.

Chen Ling's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Have you noticed this theater building... It's normal. After all, there has been a conflict with the dance hall recently, so everyone will pay attention to it."

"But there is no reasonable explanation for my origins at the moment. If they really launch an investigation into me, the situation will not be good..."

Chen Ling turned around and went downstairs while thinking.

As soon as Chen Ling arrived on the first floor, she saw Kong Baosheng running in from outside with a stack of things in his arms. The two "door gods" at the door were still staring at him fiercely, but now Kong Baosheng seemed to be used to it and simply ignored them.

"Mr. Lin, I bought all the newspapers you asked for."

"Okay, let it go."

Chen Ling returned to the rocking chair and sat down, holding a stack of newspapers in her hand, while eating the fruit cut by Kong Baosheng, and started reading them one by one.

This is the newspaper that has been published in the main city of Hongchen for the past six months. The time coincides with the last time Chen Ling came here, and with the lessons learned from the last time, Chen Ling only asked Kong Baosheng to buy non-entertainment newspapers this time, and filtered out the major newspapers. Some invalid information.

When Kong Baosheng saw this, he didn't come forward to disturb him. Instead, he took out the ingredients he bought along the way from his bag and went into the kitchen to start cooking.

The clatter of kitchen knives on the chopping board was mixed with the occasional sound of newspaper pages turning, fermenting in the warm sunshine, and the entire theater was enveloped in a leisurely slow pace.

"Hello, can I watch a show here?" A passerby asked cautiously as he passed the theater door.

"Look at your mother! Get out!!"

As soon as the two door gods glared at each other, passers-by were frightened and fled in panic.

This is the second customer that the two have scared away today. Although there are not many people watching operas in this era, there are still some. No matter how low-key the newly opened Jinghong Tower is, with the flow of people on this street, people will still come occasionally. ask.

Another customer was scared away, but the young man carrying the bat was not in a good mood. He looked back at the theater that had been quiet for a long time. For some reason, he felt like he had become a housekeeper...

"No, is he really not angry at all when we ruin his business so much?" He asked in confusion.

"I don't know. His mood is too stable. He was smiling at us just now."

"He's faking it...he must be faking it!"

"I think so too. In fact, he is very angry inside, but he just doesn't show it...after all, he is still a weakling who is just pretending."

The two of them whispered and glanced at Chen Ling in the room from time to time. They didn't know whether they were really mocking Chen Ling or trying to find psychological comfort for themselves.

Chen Ling casually put a newspaper back on the table, picked up the latest newspaper, and suddenly raised her eyebrows when she saw the title on it.

"Mu Chunsheng, chairman of the Beidou Consortium, held a birthday banquet... The two spies seemed to have mentioned it at the time."

Chen Ling looked at the text. The scale of this birthday banquet seemed to be very large. Not only were a large number of celebrities, Hua Dan, and famous actors from the main city of Hongchen, but also a large number of well-known figures in politics and business. Most of the names were familiar to Chen Ling. .

"Su Xiaohong, chairman of the Whale Shark Consortium, Pang Shan, chairman of the Paradise Consortium, Lu Yuanzheng, chairman of the Dinglu Consortium, Huang Suyue, chairman of the Huang Family Consortium...huh??"

Chen Ling was stunned for a moment when she saw the last name.

Chen Ling was deeply impressed by this Huang Xuyue. When he first entered the main city of Hongchen, he cheated her out of 500,000 yuan. At that time, she was the lonely daughter of the Huang family consortium. Half a year later, she transformed into one of the new five major consortiums. chairman of the board.

Chen Ling carefully flipped through the relevant newspapers and discovered that on the day he left the main city of Hongchen half a year ago, Zong Wen, the chairman of the Huadu Consortium, was skinned and killed. The already shaky Huadu Consortium collapsed completely, and Huang The Huadu Consortium reacted the fastest and annexed the Huadu Consortium's industries and heritage at all costs. In just six months, it developed into an upstart in the main city of the world of mortals.

It seemed that the reminder he left for her before leaving had worked.

"But... who killed Zong Wen?" Chen Ling thought thoughtfully.

The person who could kill Zong Wen with such cruel means must be an enemy with deep hatred as deep as the sea? But how did the other party break through the security measures of the Huadu Consortium, come to Zong Wen quietly, and carry out such a long murder process?

Chen Ling thought for a long time and put the newspaper aside for the time being, focusing on returning to the news about Mu Chunsheng's birthday party.

"If nothing else happens, Li Ruohong will definitely go to this birthday banquet, and will secretly take the two spies with him... On the surface, the birthday banquet is lively and joyful, but behind the scenes it involves a conspiracy showdown between two realms. The water here is really deep..."

"But that's fine. The deeper the water is, the more suitable it is for me to fish in troubled waters... If everything goes well, it will not only solve the casino's dilemma, but also deal with the two spies from the Wuji Realm, and at the same time allow me to gain a foothold in the main city of the world of mortals."

"But, what role should I play in this birthday party..."

Chen Ling rubbed her chin with one hand, lost in thought.