Ten-Dimensional Covenant [Unlimited]

I was immersed in that strong throbbing, and what happened after that, I have no idea at all.

Until Peanut pulled me out of the house, I still had an inexplicable smile on my face.

Like a psycho who escaped from a mental hospital, this is Peanut's evaluation.

Like a mental patient who escaped from a mental hospital, this is the evaluation of the roast duck driver.

I gave them both a punch: "I don't know what kind of mental hospital or mental hospital. But if you say another word of criticism, I will make you unable to leave the hospital for the rest of your life."

The two were really honest.Peanut recounted what he had investigated. Sister Eagle's Nest did not lie. There were a lot of glass shards in the cracks of the wooden floor. All mirrors and reflective objects in the house were gone, not even a coffee pot. , Thinking about it, it was smashed to pieces.

There are no other clues. There is only one notebook, which is a bit strange. It is a handbook for Yanchao Coffee to record food inspiration. It usually records recipes, sometimes reviews new dishes, and also writes some cooking insights and experiences.But strangely enough, several pages were torn out of this essay.

"Could it be that he didn't bring paper to the toilet?" I guessed.

Peanut didn't speak, just looked at me with that kind of pity.

I was angry: "What are you looking at, you have never forgotten to bring paper when you go to the toilet."

Peanut nodded firmly: "No."

I was choked up and didn't speak for a long time.

"Well, two big brothers, can I go?" asked the roast duck driver beside him rubbing his shiny wings.

"I would also like to trouble you to take the two of us to Dingguagua Restaurant." Peanut flipped through his notebook, "Dark Chocolate and Ice Cream live in high-end villa areas, and the control is very strict. You need ID verification to enter. We can go to the restaurant to try our luck first." .

According to the schedule, today should be the day when ice cream is on duty. "

Roast Duck was dejected, and started the car with a sad face. Dingguagua Restaurant is close to the western suburbs, an hour's drive away.

"Wait. Don't go to Dingguagua right now." I stopped him.

Roast Duck showed a moved expression, greasy tears came out of his eyes, "You, you are so kind."

I accepted his thanks: "We'll wait until the sun goes down and we turn into a human form before we go."

Roast duck driver: "..."

. . . .

It was six hours after the sun went down, and I changed into the only deerskin jacket I could call neat, and put on the brand new leather shoes that the proprietress of the shoe shop kindly rented.

After thinking twice, I put some red bean paste perfume on my forehead to make myself look more delicious.

The soft ice cream is light and sweet, just like him in memory.

I have a premonition of success, I will meet him tonight, the one who belongs to me.

. . . .

Ding Gua Gua Restaurant

After sunset, the residents seem to have lost interest in tasting food, and there are only a few people in the restaurant.

"I heard that you two want to see me." Ice Cream walked out with a cold face, "What's the matter?"

There was a trace of uneasiness hidden in his coldness, and he couldn't help looking at the staff lounge on the second floor, like the idiom "a bird frightened by a bow".

And I collapsed on the seat like a defeated rooster.An hour's drive, seven hours of waiting, in exchange for a 4 of spades.

Yes, he is not the person I expected, he is the 4 of spades on the Titania, or you can also call him the violin, Ren Junwu.

"What's the matter?" he asked again.

"It's okay, goodbye." I waved my hand mechanically, my eyes were dull, and I wanted to leave.

"Wait." Peanut grabbed my hand, and then smiled at the 4 ice cream spades, "My boss is drunk, don't listen to him, that... We are reporters from the Witch Town Evening News, and we interviewed this morning. The family of Yanchao Coffee learned some secrets.

"The main purpose of this trip is to ask you, do you know the reason why Yanchao Coffee was insane before his death?"

4 of Spades said in a cold tone, "I don't know, I don't know him well, you can find dark chocolate."

"I'm not familiar with you, are you?" Without saying a word, I raised the chair in the dining room and pointed the sharpest angle at his face.

He didn't seem to expect that I would act so eclecticly, and immediately trembled with fright, and said the famous saying of the weak: "Sir, please put down the chair, or I will call the police."

"Oh." I sneered, "I'm suffering from epidemic depression, it's not against the law to kill someone with a mental illness."

"Put down the chair first. We have something to talk about." 4 of Spades looked into my eyes, but his hand slipped to the back of his waist secretly, touching something.

So, I let go and let the chair teach him how to speak well.

He wiped the blood from his forehead, "Sir, this is not like depression, it's like mania."

"I have a doctor's certificate." This sentence is a lie, but as long as I want, I can get the certificate of follicle hyperplasia and uterine knot.

"Okay, okay." He seemed to give in, "I don't know what Nescafé told you, but he really didn't come to me the night the mutation happened, he was looking for dark chocolate, the two of them Bitter flavors are congenial, much more intimate than my sweet flavor.”

I heard his perfunctory, so I folded his jaw as a warning, "Just say you know."

He looked at the back kitchen, the three waiters dodged their eyes, and fled into the kitchen very shamelessly.

I guess he must be very regretful why he built the restaurant in such a remote area.

Finally, 4 of Spades resigned to fate: "Five months ago, a meteorite fell into the ocean of salad dressing. Although officials have been denying the rumors that it is not dangerous, many changes have occurred since that day.

Someone goes from potato chips to chips, someone grows a horn on his head, someone escapes the sea of ​​bitterness, and will never turn into a human again in the night.And my friend, Yanchao Coffee, has also been tricked. "

"Five months ago, the meteorite landed?" Peanut was a little surprised, because solving the meteorite in the sea was also one of the 23 side tasks.

I interrupted Peanut's fuss, "What's next, what happened?"

"He said he could see a woman, a woman who didn't exist, who always appeared in the mirror and stared at him viciously." 4 of Spades.

Peanut asked: "Who is this woman? What does it have to do with him?"

4 of Spades replied: "He said he didn't know the woman."

"Fart." I raised my fist again, Yanchao Coffee kept murmuring "she's back" before he died, if he didn't know that woman, how could he say this?

The 4 of spades saw through my thoughts: "He said he didn't know him. As for whether he knows him or not..."

He shrugged, "I can't see that woman, how would I know?"

I lowered my fist, as if that was indeed the case.

"No," Peanut retorted, "If you two don't know that woman, why would Swallow's Nest Coffee come to complain to you, instead of his brother and sister? This woman must have some kind of common connection with the three of you."

Speaking of this, Peanut smiled confidently, "Speaking of which, I have to thank you, Mr. Ice Cream. We don't even know where Yanchao Coffee went that night and who we met. Thank you for telling us."

4 of Spades also smiled lightly, "You're welcome. If you listen to me carefully, you will find that Yanchao Coffee only found dark chocolate that night, so don't mention the three of us, please mention the two of them."

"Okay, one last question. What are you nervous about?" I suddenly took his trembling fingers and looked him straight in the eyes. The first time I came here and saw him, his hands were always tight trembling.

At this moment, the sound of a police car sounded outside the restaurant.

Someone called the police, and the Durian Cake Inspector rushed to the restaurant.

"Inspector!" This voice was not from 4 of spades, it belonged to an ordinary waiter.

But soon another "Detective" came from the staff lounge on the second floor.

Following the bright and childish voice, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy ran out from the stairs.

3 of spades?skinny?appointment?Looking at the familiar face, I couldn't help raising my eyebrows.

"Inspector, I want to provide clues, I have seen the cloaked man in the portrait!" 3 of Spades roared.

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There is only one line in this article, it is not complicated, nor reasoning, after all, it is impossible for Hanhan to use his brain to fight against the Confucians and kill the Quartet