Big Devil Slime it's soft

The person Qiu Qiu mentioned was Qin Rong's boyfriend.

Yesterday he just learned the news from Xiao Wu, the deputy manager of Weiyan District of Qinhuai Real Estate, and learned the other party's sad tone.The purpose is just to persuade the man to take a good rest, and he considers himself very gentle.

But the man in the suit opposite obviously didn't think so.

"...Damn it?" He slowly opened his mouth and let out a meaningless exclamation.

Even if you are a staunch atheist, if you are suddenly told on the road, "Sir, you may have a big disaster if your seal is black", you will panic for a while.

But the man in the suit is also a director of the news department who deals with all kinds of strange events all day long.

He just felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured on his head, and all the previous fire had been extinguished, and his heart felt cold.

The man in the suit stopped cursing, his thoughts twisted and turned, and he slowly stretched out a big hand with stubby fingers, and slammed it on the counter loudly.

Look cautious and pious.

"Could it be that you are the one in the legend, master? This is actually a metaphysics hall? Or, can you show me a palmistry?"

"?" Qiu Qiu was stunned, and corrected the part he understood: "This is a restaurant."

The man in the suit had a look of not teasing me, and said, "What kind of restaurant, you don't have anything to eat here."

Yes, I am eating, delicious scrambled eggs.

And...you.

Qiu Qiu glanced at the man in the suit.

The man leaned forward, and in order to get his hands under his eyelids as much as possible, almost half of his body rested on the dining table, which was slightly lower than the counter.

His expression was pious, with faint anticipation, like a human sacrifice lying on the devil's dinner plate.

Qiu Qiu unconsciously rubbed his tongue against the tiger's teeth, struggled for a moment, and couldn't help asking.

"Can you eat it?"

"What?" The man in the suit shuddered.

Oh, no.

Seeing his refusal, Qiu Qiu thought with some regret.

The guardian said that day that when opening a shop, you can't just do what he likes to eat, but what humans like to eat.Otherwise it will go bankrupt.

Qiu Qiu reflected on himself a little bit, feeling a little embarrassed.

He did not prepare human food.

But the appearance of the "sacrifice" was too alluring, reminding Qiu Qiu of the aristocratic treatment that only great demons have... He couldn't help but reach out and touch the man's palm with his fingertips.

Almost the entire body of a slime is made up of digestive organs.

At this moment, the jelly-like viscous liquid gathered between the fingers, squirmed to the surface of the skin, and then touched the man's hand for a moment.

The man in the suit felt wet and burning in his palms, and then he withdrew his hands as if they were so hot, jumped up, and let out a groan.

"Fuck, shit, shit! What!?" He shook his hands vigorously, and blew on his palms again, only to find that... nothing seemed to be wrong.

There is a piece of skin the size of a fingernail, a little red.

The man in the suit jumped in fright, while Qiu Qiu on the other side was thoughtful.

He just tasted it. Although the smell of this person is weird, it is not very smelly. It is just a bit strangely sour and bitter, and also a little cold...

It smells like round ice crystals in the blood pool of the abyss.

That kind of ice crystals always fall one by one, and once they hit another one, they will melt quickly.Every time Qiu Qiu saw it, he felt that it was a smell of loneliness.

"You sit."

Qiu Qiu decided to listen to the guardian's advice, not just to eat for himself, but also to cook a piece of food he likes for this guest.

"We have food in our store, and it will be ready in a while. Just wait."

...I don't want to eat at all!

The man in the suit roared inwardly, with a frantic expression on his face, he didn't dare to sit at all, but he didn't dare to walk, like a poor spinning top, he held his hands and spun around twice helplessly.

A text bubble suddenly popped up beside him.

[Brother, warrior. 】

"???" The man in the suit was so frightened that his heart tightened, he couldn't get over it, and it took him a while to realize that this was a barrage.

By the way, he came in only after seeing the Eden landmark. It turns out that the store has passed the audit and is already online in Eden.

What's even more exaggerated is that it is still being broadcast live, and there are still viewers watching!

Great, I won't be killed on the spot.

"Brothers," the man in the suit lowered his voice and asked the unseen customer as quietly as possible, "Tell me quietly, which section is this store in?"

A dozen or so bubbles suddenly popped up in all directions, one after another——

[Food] [Food] [It's really food] [Food:)] [Don't doubt, be confident, it's food]

The pupils of the man in the suit shrank suddenly, it wasn't metaphysics!

……

Qiu Qiu, who had his back to the dining area, didn't see those bullet screens. He was carefully cooking food for the guests.

Customers are sour and cold, and they must like warm and sweet things.

Qiu Qiu didn't have many materials at hand, so after looking around, he poured half of the jar of wine into the pot, mixed it with water and sugar, and put it on the heater.

When it comes to sweets, the first thing Qiu Qiu thinks of is the "Eggs in Sugar Water" that the guardian made that day.

At this moment, he made a little "improvement" and poured the wine purely on intuition, hoping to relieve the guest's fatigue and feel his body warm up.

Thinking about it, Qiu Qiu followed the guardian's example and cracked the eggshells by the side of the pot, directly into the boiling water.

After a while, he added two more eggs. After all, he was the first guest, so he couldn't be too stingy...and added a little more sugar.

People will definitely get better after eating it.

Qiu Qiu did it very seriously. When he poured a pot of "Sweet Wine Shop Eggs" into the sea bowl, he felt a strange sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Here." Qiu Qiu leaned over and put the bowl in front of the man in the suit, with anticipation in his eyes.

The man in the suit shook violently.

The bowl in front of him was cloudy, the contents were yellowish and white, and the smell of wine rushed straight to his face.

If it wasn't for the console being open in front of him, and he vaguely saw the clerk cracking two eggs, he wouldn't dare to say what was inside right now.

And even if I saw it... it was still hard to say anything!

The man in the suit shook his legs nervously, and kept looking left and right, wanting the dozen or so brothers in the store to help him talk, to build up his courage...but there was silence.

As if all the audience didn't exist, the word bubble disappeared the moment Qiu Qiu turned around.

Like being poisoned if seen.

"What are you looking at?" Qiu Qiu's eyes were curious and his expression was indifferent. In the eyes of the man in the suit, he was the god of death covered in black air.

The man in the suit thought sadly, audience brothers, it's up to you, if I explain here, remember to contact the administrator for me...

He picked up the small porcelain spoon beside the bowl, scooped up a mouthful of soup, and put it into his mouth with his eyes closed.

The aroma of wine infiltrates the nasal cavity, and the taste buds are instantly occupied by sweetness.

What's that smell like?

Like a fire in a winter storm, the wood crackles.There was a bowl of sweet nectar warmed in the pot on the shelf. He took a sip secretly, and his whole body jumped from winter to spring. He opened his eyes and was already in the flower field, full of sunshine.

The man in the suit froze, his face twitched a few times, his nasal cavity was sour, and tears suddenly fell.

This taste reminded him of the fermented glutinous rice balls that his girlfriend Feifei made for him.

Feifei also likes to add sugar, and every time she makes sweet soup, she gets very nauseous.But she didn't think that even if she took a good bite, she had to pinch her nose to accompany her.

Feifei is the host. She got fat for a while and tried to lose weight.Sweet soup became her class enemy.

On New Year's Day, she was finally able to indulge once, so she retaliated by adding five spoonfuls of sugar to the Jiuniang Yuanxiao. After adding it, she seemed to finally realize that she had treated her boyfriend badly, and poured two taels of high-strength liquor into it to cover it up.

It is said to neutralize a little sweetness.

In the end, the spiciness was even hotter, but the sweetness was not overwhelmed. The two quarreled while eating in the background sound of the celebration program. After the quarrel, they couldn't help laughing.

Looking out after the meal, the balcony was covered with snow at some point.

Later, the two of them were promoted and changed their residences. Their work became busy, and the time they spent together was infinitely compressed.Recently, we quarreled over a trivial matter, and no one wanted to bow first.

The man in the suit hasn't seen Feifei for a week.

Thinking of it, Feifei hasn't made a sweet Jiuniang Lantern Festival for a long, long time.

The man in the suit lowered his head and ate the "Rumella Eggs" bite by bite, feeling warmth from his chest to his stomach.

Muscles that were tense due to sitting for a long time at work gradually relaxed, and a slight numbness in the hands and feet appeared from freezing.

too delicious.

This is the best food he has eaten recently.

The appearance of the man in the suit eating while crying obviously shocked the dozen or so invisible spectators present.

When he was almost finished eating, a text bubble with a sense of justice gathered up his courage and lit up obliquely in front of him.

【How are you?Need to call emergency? 】

Before Qiu Qiu looked over, the man in the suit wiped his face violently, sniffed hard, and said solemnly, "No need! It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

Qiu Qiu's eyes lit up: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." The man in the suit said seriously, looking at Qiu Qiu with eyes filled with admiration: "Are you the owner? Or a part-time clerk? What are your restaurant's business hours?"

Word bubbles lit up one after another in the restaurant, and the space was quickly filled with "【?】".

"It hasn't been decided yet." Qiu Qiu was very happy, but also a little embarrassed because of being praised: "Today I just came to try out the equipment, and I will tell you when the opening time is set."

Reluctantly, the man in the suit pushed his business card onto Qiu Qiu's bracelet.

"Boss Qiu." The man in the suit saved his business card: "My name is Fang Haoyang, and I work in the news. If there is anything in the future, call me!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Haoyang's bracelet suddenly vibrated, and when he saw the light screen showing the caller, his hands trembled, and he quickly picked it up.

"Feifei!" He shouted in surprise.

"Haoyang——" there was a woman on the other end of the terminal, with a crying voice, and said incoherently: "Come on, pick me up...Xiao Wang had an accident, and I was taken to the tea room. Many administrators...I dare not go home ..."

Fang Haoyang's expression brightened immediately, and he said in shock: "Feifei, Feifei, don't be afraid! The terminal is connected, I'll go there right away!"

After saying that, it swept away like a gust of wind, leaving only small question marks all over the room.

-

"The injured man's name is Wang Pasi, and he is Liu Feifei's assistant."

A recorder reported softly, looking down at the terminal slightly: "At about [-]:[-] this morning, he finished his all-night work and walked to the 'Sea and Land' parking lot at the end of Antler Street. Passing a dry bridge, he stumbled and fell. His chest was pierced by a steel bar, and he was seriously injured. He has been sent to the Third Hospital of Weiyan District for emergency treatment, and he is still in danger."

Wen Jin sat cross-legged, with one hand resting on the back of the chair, and asked coolly, "Did you hear clearly? Do you want us to read it again?"

The person in charge was sweating profusely: "No, no, no... Listen, I heard it clearly."

"Daily Dangerous Swallow" news agency, the atmosphere was heavy, a group of recorders came in and out.

The meeting room was even quieter, only the hum of the temperature control system operating.

The faces of several responsible persons were ashen, and they did not dare to breathe.

"Then talk about it, say what you think of, one by one."

Wen Jin wore the recorder's uniform loosely, with a cold expression but a tough attitude. The people in charge looked at each other, and it took a long time for someone to make a sound.

"It was... an accident." The man said with a bitter face: "There are a lot of things in the company these days, and it is normal for everyone to work overtime. If you are tired and walk and don't see clearly... it is also possible... I know! I know it is not good, You must have a vacation, and you will have a vacation immediately!"

After he said that, the others all acquiesced in the "accident" statement, and kept pouring out their hearts and souls to the famous administrator Jin, expressing their determination not to let employees work overtime in the future.

However, Sister Jin didn't seem to hear, she just said: "How is this Wang Pas like?"

"Very good..." The person in charge thought for a long time, but couldn't think of any sense of existence, and sweated even more: "Well, he is Feifei's assistant, and Feifei may know him better..."

There was a symbolic knock on the door of the conference room, and a recorder said, "Sister Jin, the video analysis is here."

Wen Jin nodded, waved his hands impatiently and said, "You guys go out first."

A group of people in charge rushed to the door in a hurry, you squeeze me and I squeeze yours and get out.

"How is it?" Wen Jin asked after closing the glass door after everyone left.

"Confirmed," said the recorder.

"..." Wen Jin took a deep breath, his face was so ugly, he gritted his teeth for a while and said, "The report will be withheld and handed to San Zero or Ah Hu. As long as the captain doesn't ask about this matter, none of you should take the initiative to report it."

"Don't ask what?"

A man's voice sounded from behind, teasing with a bit of interest.

Wen Jin's back stiffened, straightened instantly, and then slowly turned his head.

"……team leader."

"Tsk." Zhong Yu pulled up a chair and sat down vigorously, as if it wasn't him who just entered the door quietly.

He said: "It's promising, who is the captain? Why don't you be the captain."

Wen Jin's eyebrows and eyes were all squeezed together, as if he had chewed a lemon, and he sadly rubbed towards Zhong Yu: "Captain, you are the captain...I'm not afraid that you will be unhappy...hehe."

Zhong Yu stopped talking to her about cross talk, and tapped the table: "Tell me, what's going on, it's going to mobilize people."

Wen Jin said so.

"Before this Wang Pas stumbled, he sent an emergency call to our system. Fortunately, there was this call for help, otherwise there would be no one on Antler Street in the early morning, and when passers-by found him, his body would be cold." Wen Jin said.

"What are these things?" Zhong Yu frowned: "It takes a moment for a person to step on the ground, and there is still time to raise his hand and press his wristband to ask for help? When making a movie? Are you sure it is not inserted on the steel bar?" Did you press it when?"

"...Speaking of this," Wen Jin said in embarrassment, "This Wang Pas in our system...is actually a celebrity."

"What?" Zhong Yu raised his eyebrows.

"This person is very timid, so he set up a voice-activated shortcut to call the administrator... As long as he shouts 'Fuck', he will automatically call for help."

"???" Zhong Yu turned to look at her.

"Yes," Wen Jin nodded solemnly: "Whenever he is frightened, his mantra is 'fuck me'. If nothing happens, he will quickly withdraw the call for help. Our operator remembers him, quite weird, but no It is not easy to be punished for delaying any major event."

The recorder at the side defended him in a low voice: "This guy has been cultivating himself recently, and he hasn't swearing for a long time."

Zhong Yu was shocked, thinking that you were still being played out of your feelings?

"He had an accident this morning, and he didn't withdraw after calling for help automatically. The operator tried to locate him, but found that he couldn't locate him, because the terminal was broken. Fortunately, the location information was attached at the moment of calling for help, and our people sent him to the hospital. There is something strange... I checked this guy's 'Life Show' and found a video that was just automatically synced."

Life Show is a social software that records life.

Wen Jin paused, his expression sank: "Captain, this is not an accidental mistake. Someone got involved."

The author has something to say:

Fang Haoyang: It smells so good! ! ! !

The audience of Devil's Restaurant: [? 】【? 】【? 】【? 】【? 】【? 】【? 】【? 】