Post-shadow Development Plan

"You guys can really drink, I'll ask the party company to bring some more wine."

Just as Qiye was about to take out her mobile phone, she was stopped by Siji.

"They can't tell when it will be delivered, and the beer you choose tastes really bad, like horse urine."

Siji pursed his lips and said, "I, Yimei and Johnson plan to buy two boxes directly. Are you going, old man?"

"Go!" Li Tongchen nodded immediately, "Is the beer good, I'll see if I can get some baijiu."

"Grandpa, you'd better take it easy."

Qiye hurriedly supported Li Tongchen. He originally wanted to say that you are already drinking enough to speak Sichuan dialect, so stop drinking.

But Li Tongchen roughly pushed Qiye away.

"Shoveling, when I was on the set, I drank four bottles of liquor and was able to kill a tiger. What kind of wine is this!"

The old man refused to admit defeat and shouted: "Kiryu boy, you wait here for a while, and I will make you a tiger-skin apron for fun."

"Is it Wu Song?!"

Qiye really felt that he was about to suffer, but Li Tongchen had already left with Siji, and even disappeared at the party with his two followers, Johnson and Yimei.

"I always feel that something is going to happen to these people."

Qiye felt flustered, and he felt that this was a very bad omen.

Sure enough, after half an hour.

Qiye didn't wait for Siji and the others to come back, but waited for a phone call.

"Is it Mr. Ki—r—yu?"

"……it's me."

It was the first time Qiye heard someone pronouncing his surname so awkwardly, he almost didn't realize that it was his call.

"Hi, this is the Upper East Side Police Station."

Probably the other party also felt that Qiye's name was difficult to pronounce, and after confirming Qiye's surname, they omitted the name.

"The police station?"

Qiye took another look at his mobile phone, and after confirming that what he was holding was indeed his personal phone, he put his ear on the receiver again.

"Do you have anything to do with me?"

"It's like this. We have arrested a few people here, and they hope to let you be released on bail."

"Are you really a policeman?"

The voice of the other party was very calm: "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can check my phone number."

Qiye frowned, he wrote down the phone number of the other party in his palm, and motioned Zhi Zhi to check the authenticity of what the other party said.

"Mr. Ki—r—yu, I wouldn't bother you if I could, but the few we caught said they were your friends. They said they wouldn't say a word until you came."

It was probably because Qiye hadn't answered, and the other party's tone was obviously impatient.

[Is this treating me as a lawyer? ! 】

"Who did you arrest?" Qiye already had a bad premonition in his heart.

"A young man with a mouth full of dirty jokes."

"..."

"A guy with muscles all over his body, looks like a bodybuilder."

"..."

"A Japanese with yellow hair."

"..."

"There is also a very old oriental man who has been swearing, but we can't understand what he is saying, but it looks very powerful."

"...What did they do?"

Qiye already knew who was arrested.

"Hmm...suspected to be a woman?"

The tone of the other party became very uncertain, and he seemed to be confused about something.

"I see, I'll be right over."

Qiye answered the police officer on the other side of the phone with a trembling voice, and then he hung up the phone silently.

"I'm so mad!"

Qiye directly dropped the phone on the grass.

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pS: Today, when the teacher was giving a lecture, he showed everyone an advertisement in Sichuan dialect, which made Mi Jiang's mind full of Sichuan dialect and he couldn't get out.

In addition to watching the video before, I happened to have watched several Sichuan dialect videos, so I added a setting for the old man to speak Sichuan dialect after being drunk.