Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Pierre stared at the diner opposite: "Who are you?"

"Hey, tablemate, are you really not going to tell me your name?"

The incomplete man opposite him paused for a moment, holding his barely spliced ​​arm and making babbling gestures.

He had no...tongue and could not speak.

"I don't understand." Pierre shook his head.

The man was anxious, put the mutton in his hand on the table, and spelled out three words.

"forgotten."

"Do you know how to leave?"

The man nodded, then shook his head.

"My brain is gone. I will know when I find my brain..."

Pierre felt that in addition to his brain, he should also find his tongue. It was really difficult for the two of them to communicate like this.

"it is good."

He asked curiously: "Are you a waiter or a guest?"

This was important, as it related to where they were going to find those body parts for him.

Pierre observed the other person. He was missing an eye, a tongue, half a forearm, and most importantly... a brain.

So many things...but Pierre only wanted to find brains and tongues.

Sometimes, finding your brain is not a good thing. He prefers to talk to simpler people.

Speaking of his identity, the man pointed to the mutton rolls on the table.

Pierre: "I understand..."

Finding body parts is a hassle. In this hotpot restaurant, time flows very quickly, which means that the longer you stay, the higher the possibility of an accident.

But there is no way, there are only three clues to leave the hot pot restaurant now.

First, as stated in the rules, pay after you are full. But Pierre stayed here for nearly more than an hour, his stomach was like a bottomless pit, not even full, and he didn't see any table of customers paying their bills and leaving.

When these people come in, they just sit on their chairs and don't leave.

From this point of view, it is not reliable to just check out and leave, at least no one will take the lead to do it.

Second, according to Chen Yue's description, the man in the bathroom mirror who claimed to be the boss could help them leave.

This is unreliable. As the boss, he can actually be locked in the mirror by his employees, which shows that the identity of the boss does not actually have much authority.

Employees can detain someone once, but why can’t they detain someone a second or third time?

Under such circumstances, listening to the other party's words for no reason will only waste time, and may even bring unpredictable dangers to them.

Compared to the hot pot restaurant owner, Pierre actually trusted the cleaner he met in the toilet more. The other person's mop seemed to have the ability to remove pollution.

It's a pity that the cleaner only told them to leave, but did not tell them the specific way to leave.

After removing the above two clues, the last point is that only the "tablemate" guest in front of you is left.

……

While Pierre was analyzing carefully, there was a noise nearby. It turned out that a family of three walked in from the door. The parents were middle-aged, holding hands with the eight or nine-year-old child in the middle.

The three of them sat at the table behind Chen Yue, and the waiter came over with menus.

"Guest, please order."

The parents did not move, and the child jumped up and took the menu: "This, and this..."

He didn't seem to be able to read. He was gesticulating on the menu with his fingers at a very fast speed. The waiter was so busy that the tip of his pen almost made sparks. He finally finished it and was sweating profusely.

"Don't want any of these...hahaha." The child saw her finish writing and shouted, laughing proudly.

Later, his parents laughed together beside him, and his mother said with a doting look on her face: "Our little baby is so naughty."

"Naughty and cute~"

Probably in the eyes of the parents, the child is a murderer. They can also add: "It's so cute. Our little baby has learned to kill."

The waiter's face froze, the hand holding the ballpoint pen trembled slightly, and the expression on his face was both forbearing and sad.

"What are you doing standing there? Why don't you order something for us?" the boy's father said, picking up the menu again.

The three of them ordered the dishes without any scruples, as if what just happened never happened.

Barrage: "It's too much, it's too much."

"Isn't this just a naughty kid? Come on, I'm already bleeding from anger."

"You still have a smile. Isn't the waiter's job hard? It's true that the kind of parents you have can have the kind of children you want."

"You can't say that, after all, he is still a child."

"Yeah, it's just a joke. You're so old, you can't even make a joke, right?"

"Children are naughty, no one has time to do so."

"The ones upstairs, I think you are the real parents of naughty children. Be careful of retribution one day."

……

The barrage was noisy, and in the world of ghost stories, even more unexpected things happened.

Facts have proved that a naughty kid is a naughty kid, and it is impossible to be a monster just once and be done with it.

After teasing the waiter, he started running back and forth in the store. The chopped green onions on the side table were scattered all over the floor, and he called it "as beautiful as a little star."

The soles of his feet were like needle holes. He was running wildly, yelling, and bumped into the waiter when he came out with a pot of pot bottoms.

The waiter turned sideways in time, spilling most of the soup, and part of it splashed on the egg next to Chen Yue.

Pierre: "..."

Chen Yue picked up the egg and cried out in pain. He quickly picked up a paper towel and wiped the soup on it.

He wasn't going to argue with a kid.

[Rule 6: If you encounter a screaming and noisy child in a restaurant, don’t worry, he’s just a child. 】

Without guessing, the logic this rule is based on is,

Children are children and adults are adults.

If an adult takes action against a child, the "adults" who are the child's parents will also take action.

At that time, the situation will only become more chaotic, and it will be bad if you accidentally damage your own egg.

Chen Yue thought very well,

But the naughty boy didn't seem to be planning to let him go.

On the side, the parents of the naughty child had already begun to reprimand the store clerk, constantly cursing the other person for not being smart and bumping into their child.

The clerk had no choice but to bend over and apologize, and offered a plate of mutton rolls as a token of apology.

Only then did the family sit back down in their seats with satisfaction.

"Egg, I want an egg." The naughty kid walked up to Chen Yue, grabbed Chen Yue's clothes, and started shaking him: "If you don't give me an egg, I will cry."

"This is my brother's son, not an egg." The waiter who had just apologized ran over again, holding a bag of candy and admonishing in a gentle voice: "Good boy, can you sit aside and eat some candy?"

The naughty child tore open the candy packaging box and threw it into the sky. The candies burst out, and several of them flew into the bottom of other people's pots, splashing hot oil dots.

"I don't - I want to play with my brother, I want my brother."

Chen Yue looked at the couple impatiently: "Can you take care of your son?"