The end of the world starts from the global copy

Chapter 132 Confession

"Brother, you are really not afraid of death."

Lu Ming greeted Zhang Mingyuan, and Zhang Mingyuan just looked at the ghost chef, and for a moment, an ugly smile appeared on his face.

"I go first."

The ghost chef is a ghost, and everyone at the night banquet knew it well.

Zhang Mingyuan seems to be quite taboo to get along with ghosts... No, even a decent person is quite taboo to get along with ghosts. It is reasonable for him to leave the building as if fleeing for his life at this moment.

Lu Ming didn't pull Zhang Mingyuan into a heart-to-heart chat, he watched Zhang Mingyuan go away, and turned to look at Wang Tai.

"It's not a small skill, ghost eater... this title is interesting."

There was no expression on Wang Tai's ugly face.

"The code name outside is similar to your death."

Lu Ming nodded: "By the way, there may be a big show tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, do you want to come?"

"painter?"

"Ah."

Lu Ming is pulling people's heads.

This Wang Tai was able to get the invitations for the banquet by himself, and his skill must not be weak. Pulling Wang Tai to find a painter may be useful.

But it's a pity that Wang Tai is very powerful.

"This is not a game I can get involved in."

"But if you ask me to go, I will."

Lu Ming looked at Wang Tai, and didn't quite understand the meaning of Wang Tai's words. Thinking about it, Wang Tai said: "The federal military has a close relationship with the Security Bureau. You can use me as half of the Security Bureau. After entering the mission listening sequence For players, this is an order from Shangfeng."

After finishing speaking, he added: "And I am a soldier."

good guy...

Lu Ming's status is quite high...

But after thinking about it, Lu Ming shook his head: "Forget it... I didn't mean to force you."

There's no point in forcing it.

Lu Ming himself and the Security Bureau are just a cooperative relationship. Even if the world wants to go further, Lu Ming is not willing to maintain this entrusted relationship. It is very good, more money and less trouble.

Correspondingly, Lu Ming also had to grasp his own identity and position.

There is a price to pay for having power, and if you don't want to pay the price, some things are better left alone.

Hearing Wang Tai exhale lightly, he seemed to relax a lot.

"Then I'll go first."

After speaking, Wang Tai turned his head and walked towards the exit.

……

Lu Ming and the chef returned to Ming Kee Private Kitchen hand in hand.

In the evening, Xiao Gao and Hope were sitting at the dining table and devouring food.

The dishes were made by Xiao Gao, and they were delicious in color and fragrance. The chef stepped forward to taste them and scolded Gao Yisheng for wasting good ingredients.

Xiao Gao didn't say a word, and hurriedly slipped back to the back kitchen after finishing his meal. He didn't know what he was busy with. The chef only sighed after Xiao Gao left.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow I will go to the painter."

"Call me then."

"Oh, by the way, do you know where the painter's lair is?"

No wonder Lu Ming asked this question.

It can be seen from the chef's Mingji private kitchen that one or two of these evil spirits, which are close to the fierce gods, have strange methods. Lu Ming felt that if the painter got into the prototype of the ghost domain, he would have no way to catch the painter. .

The chef thought about it and smiled.

"I don't know...but I have a clue."

Lu Ming nodded and didn't say anything else, just walked out of Ming Kee's private kitchen with hope, and returned to the small hotel.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, Lu Ming was dragged into Ming Kee's private kitchen by the ghost chef as soon as he went to the street.

There are no customers in Mingji Private Kitchen, and it can be seen from the closed door that the chef is closed today.

Sitting across from the chef, Gao Yisheng and Xi Jinping were on the side. The two of them looked at the chef, and soon the chef opened his mouth.

"Let's talk about the plan first."

"Brother Lu Ming and I went to find a painter, Gao Yisheng, you take the dog and go wherever you want to go."

"The dog will follow us."

Lu Ming said this, thinking about it, the chef also nodded: "Anyway, it's your dog."

It is impossible for Gao Yisheng to follow - he is a burden.

But hope is not a burden, on the contrary, this is one of Lu Ming's thighs.

The chef spoke again.

"Then let's go to the painter. I got the painter's position at the banquet last night."

The scholar's side is indeed a good place to exchange information.

however……

"This is not the core content of the last night banquet transaction, so I don't know much."

"The scholar said, let me find Ye Xia, and if I find Ye Xia, I can find the hiding place of the painter..."

Lu Ming: "..."

What kind of nonsense story did you exchange for this information?

But it makes sense to think about it.

A good story must change some cards. The painter is not a ghost, and his strength even surpasses the chef. The chef dare not take revenge without any cards.

And speaking of Nightshade...

Lu Ming frowned again.

"Do you know who Nighthawk is?"

Chef shook his head.

"Then you don't even know the location of Yexia..."

Chef nodded.

"Yexia is called Che Jianchun, one of the top ten outstanding youths in Guling City. It should be easy to find him."

Inexplicably, Lu Ming thought of Zhang Mingyuan.

This old policeman has [-]% of Che Jianchun's home address in his hands-it shouldn't be too much to ask him to do a favor.

After telling the plan, the chef slapped his hands and smiled brightly.

"It's not worth it."

The matter of how to find a painter was simply solved in this way, and the rest was to fight and see the tricks.

After discussing for a while, the chef ended the pre-war meeting. He got up and returned to the back kitchen, leaving only one sentence.

"You guys wait, I'll make a meal, and we'll go to the battlefield when we're full."

……

Bear paws, deer tails, ruby ​​lion heads, plus four bowls of crystal clear white rice.

There is nothing to say about the chef's craftsmanship, provided that you don't care about the origin and raw materials of these things.

And the chef... is quite a ghost with a wicked taste.

Seeing that Lu Ming and the others were eating well, the chef spoke slowly.

"The bear's paw uses the palm of the ghost wind."

"The deer tail uses ghost wind's calf."

"Red Jade Lion Head..."

"Master, master, stop reading."

Gao Yisheng's face was pale, but his chopsticks were moving very fast - this kid is now used to these strange things.

But Lu Ming and Hope didn't care about these things at all.

The delicious food melted in the mouth, and a huge heat flow rose from the abdomen, which made Lu Ming's body temperature rise.

Until a little hot air rose from the top of Lu Ming's head, Lu Ming heard a system notification sound in his ear.

[Because you ate rare food, you got super spirit buff that lasted for three days. 】

[Oversoul: You can see ghosts, and your attacks (of any kind) can kill ghosts. 】

Lu Ming called him a good guy...

This super spirit buff looks inconspicuous, but it does give ordinary people a chance to be tough on ghosts - Lu Ming's physical skills and handjob bar can't kill ghosts in the first place. In front of Li Gui, Lu Ming alone can only escape. share.

But now that the Superspirit buff is added, things will be explained.

Looking at the chef who was eating food, Lu Ming couldn't help opening his mouth after thinking about it.

"Do you want to come with me?"

The guarantor of the ancient house, as a waiter, has been bored with the chef for several days. To put it bluntly, isn't Lu Ming the body of a gluttonous chef.

Now that the battle was about to start, Lu Ming finally couldn't hold back the wildness in his heart, and confessed to the chef...

The chef grinned: "Get lost!"

Chapter 133 The World in the Picture

The first step in the plan is to find Che Jianchun.

So Lu Ming made an appointment with Zhang Mingyuan.

The chef is not here, Xiao Gao is not here, only Lu Ming has hope.

The meeting place with Zhang Mingyuan was in a certain coffee shop across the street from the police station. After sitting in a booth and waiting for less than 10 minutes, Zhang Mingyuan had already appeared beside Lu Ming.

"A cup of black coffee, thank you."

After ordering coffee, Zhang Mingyuan looked back at Lu Ming.

"what happened again?"

"Che Jianchun..."

Lu Ming succinctly expressed his purpose and appeal clearly. After speaking, Zhang Mingyuan fell silent.

"This is out of order..."

The policeman's sense of justice was overwhelming, and he was a bit guilty of admitting death. Lu Ming saw that he was hesitating, but he had already organized his words.

"The chef and the painter have conflicts. The chef is now looking for the painter. He got information about the painter's hiding place at the banquet. The scholar said that if you find Che Jianchun, you can find the painter."

"So let's think about it from another angle."

"Che Jianchun has a connection with the painter... But you say, an ordinary person has a connection with a ghost king. Can this be a good connection?"

After finishing speaking, Lu Ming stared at Zhang Mingyuan with burning eyes.

"It is your bounden duty to protect the lives and property of the people."