It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 601 Liu Zheng: I'm a Father?

"Uh, Brother Bai, do we really have to take advantage of that?"

Liu Zheng said with some difficulty.

"what do you mean?"

The sheep was taken aback at first, then noticed the part he was looking at.

"Wait, bro, did you learn Chinese from your music teacher?"

It squeezed its hind legs together and cried out.

"Haha, just kidding, Brother Bai. How could I possibly pluck your hair?"

Liu Zheng laughed.

"Don't make jokes like that again, it's really scary for sheep."

The sheep rolled its eyes at him.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't do it again next time."

He clasped his hands together and begged for mercy.

"You're very approachable and easy to get along with."

The sheep gave a compliment.

"Of course, can I just randomly recognize brothers?"

"The black skull said smugly."

"Alright, I'll take you to see it then. But let me make this clear beforehand: I'll be keeping a close eye on you. If you make any unusual moves, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The sheep said seriously.

The spiral horns on either side of the ram's head reflected a metallic luster, with the tips stained a deep red, and a faint smell of sulfur could be detected.

While it may seem comical for a sheep to utter such a threatening statement, no one would doubt the competence of a full-time city hall employee.

"Don't worry, Brother Bai, I won't cause you any trouble."

Liu Zheng said earnestly.

"Well, let's go."

The sheep removed the soundproof barrier and, with the black skull flanking him on either side, headed towards the plane trees.

The other full-time employees all looked on with interest, but no one stepped forward to stop them.

Soon, Liu Zheng saw his "old" friend.

Compared to its previous high spirits after drinking, the plane tree now looks quite disheveled.

Not only were many branches broken, but the trunk was also riddled with holes by the water from the sprinkler truck, and even the roots were dug out from the ground.

Its "face" was covered with a black cloth, like a prisoner about to be executed.

"What is that piece of black cloth?"

Liu Zheng pointed to the black cloth and asked.

“Shutting off its five senses is also part of the punishment.”

The sheep replied.

"Can it be untied?"

he asked.

"this one"

The sheep did not answer immediately.

"I'll just say a few words to it, and I promise I won't do anything unnecessary. Please, Brother Bai."

Liu was talking to the sheep, but he stuffed a wad of money into the black skull's pocket.

"Alright, I'll let you off this time since you're being so cooperative."

The sheep looked at the thickness of the stack of money and nodded in satisfaction.

It stepped forward and used its ram's horn to remove the piece of black cloth.

"You dogs"

"Have you made enough of a scene?!"

As soon as the plane tree reached for the sky and the sun shone through, he was about to burst into a tirade of curses, but Liu Zheng slapped him across the face with the back of his knife.

Although it has no pain receptors on its face, the real injury from the knife wound still silenced it.

"You idiot human, you're helping them beat me up?"

The tone of the French plane tree was three parts shock, seven parts anger, and one part additional grievance.

"I'm helping you fight yourself. Can't you tell? I'm here to save you."

Liu Zheng was also somewhat angry.

It's one thing for Ghost Hand to get drunk because he has a low alcohol tolerance, but you're an old drunkard, don't you know your own limitations?
“I don’t need your help. I am the only tree that has developed its own sentience, and they won’t cut me down.”

The plane tree is stubborn.

"They won't cut you down. They plan to transplant you into the volcano to drink the lava, but they don't know if your roots can withstand the high temperatures."

he sneered.

"Impossible! I am public property. For so many years, I have served as a roadside tree, cleared sewers and removed pests from the streets. I have done my part, even if I haven't made any great contributions. How can they treat me like this?"

"I can't believe it," said the plane tree.

"Because you refused to cooperate with law enforcement and resisted arrest!"

Liu Zheng said loudly.

"It's a good thing you didn't kill anyone, otherwise even the Supreme Speaker wouldn't have been able to save you."

"Ahem, if the Speaker of the Supreme Council were to come, there's definitely still a chance to save them."

"Black Skull corrected me."

"Brother Hei, I'm disciplining the kid, please don't demolish the tower."

He turned his head and said helplessly.

"Who's your child? You idiot, stop trying to take advantage of me."

The plane tree expressed its dissatisfaction.

"Shut up, I'm going to teach you a lesson now, so you'd better listen to me. Do you know how much I paid to save you? I spent five million in money alone, and countless favors were done for you."

"I'm not even this good to my own father, so what's wrong with being your father for a bit?"

Liu Zheng said emphatically.

"Wow! Old Hei, your little brother is really rich."

The sheep nudged the black skull with its horns.

Five million is a huge sum for them; it would take a typical full-time employee decades to save that much.

Of course, if Liu Zheng wanted to use this money to save the plane trees, it wouldn't be enough.

One reason is that the relationship wasn't right, and the other is that it wasn't high-ranking.

"Humph!"

The plane tree turned its face away and ignored him.

"Don't turn your face away. You're a collector and you love to drink, which is practically the same as being a connoisseur of wine. How did you end up like those drunkards, getting into trouble because of your excessive drinking?"

Liu Zheng, however, did not let it go.

This opportunity to teach the French plane trees a lesson in a legitimate and confident manner is too rare to be wasted.

At the same time, he really wanted to know the reason, so as not to repeat the mistake next time.

"How would I know? I only drank five bottles; I've saved the rest."

The plane tree looked aggrieved.

“I didn’t finish all those cheap wines you brought before. How could I not be careful with the wines from Dukang Winery? Only five bottles. For me, it’s just a mouthwash.”

"Ok?"

Liu Zheng sensed something was wrong.

Because you can't lie to the plane tree.

If it didn't overestimate its alcohol tolerance, then there must be something wrong with the alcohol.

Based on his understanding of London plane trees, he preferred the latter.

If there's a problem with the wine, is it a quality control issue at Dukang Winery, or did Feng Jizi tamper with it?
"Where's the bottle?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"It has been temporarily sealed as evidence."

"The sheep said."

"Brother Bai, can I borrow this for a moment?"

"Do you want your brother Bai to die?"

The sheep countered with a question.

"Those bottles shouldn't be important, right?"

He still wants to fight for it.

After all, the reason why the plane tree was severely punished was not because it was drunk and disorderly, but because it resisted arrest and injured a temporary worker from the sanitation department.

"Even if it's not important, it's still evidence. For Lao Hei's sake, I'll pretend you never asked."

The sheep shook its head.

"If this matter is resolved, we should be able to get those bottles back, right?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"How could that be? It'll probably just stay there and get thrown away as trash someday."

The sheep replied.

"Brother Bai, could you help me get it back?"

"What do you need that thing for?"

The sheep asked curiously.

“I suspect that the plane trees were framed, and I want to find the mastermind behind it. It cost me so much money, I definitely have to get it back.”

he said firmly.

Liu Zheng and the French plane trees are now a staunch community of shared interests, second only to him and his cattle and horses.

To scheme against the plane tree is to scheme against him.

"If you can really resolve this matter, it wouldn't be a problem to get it back for you."

The sheep thought for a moment and then said.

If Liu Zhengzhen truly possessed such immense power, then it would be willing to forge a positive connection.

After all, it's not easy for a low-level employee like him to get by in the city hall.

"Thank you, Brother Bai."

As Liu Zheng spoke, he stuffed another wad of cash into the black skull's pocket. "You're too kind. Alright, it's time to cover it up; so many people are watching."

"The sheep said."

"Okay. Don't move around, cooperate with the work."

He spoke to the plane trees, his tone stern.

"I need to be able to move too."

The plane tree muttered.

In addition to its five senses, the city hall also blocked its ability to move.

Of course, if you really want to move, you can still move a little.

But Liu Zheng has already found a way to save it, so there's no need to risk his life.

"So? Are you going to wait here, or should we take you out?"

"The sheep asked."

"If it's convenient, I'll wait here."

Liu Zheng said.

Since we've already wasted so much time, we won't mind wasting a little more.

Moreover, he noticed something was off about the plane tree's expression, and he was afraid that if he didn't keep an eye on it, the guy would cause trouble again.

"Okay, then stay away from the tree."

"The sheep said."

"Can I wait there?"

Liu Zheng pointed to the manhole cover not far away and said.

"Okay, that's fine. You can stay there then, I won't keep you company."

"Then I won't stay with you."

"Black Skull also said."

The sanitation department is probably the department that knows the sewers best, but that's precisely why the sheep and the black skull know just how disgusting the sewers really are.

"Actually, the sewers aren't all poop; there are good things in them too."

Liu Zheng is trying to clear the name of the sewer system.

After all, he's now considered a reserve agent for the sewers.

"Stop, stop, stop! We're going to a dinner party later, stop disgusting us."

The black skull raised his hand to stop him.

"Alas, prejudice in people's hearts is truly a mountain."

Liu Zheng shook his head and walked alone to the manhole cover.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, Ace finally called him.

Are you there?

Ace asked directly.

"exist."

"Okay, it's all taken care of. Just wait and see."

Ace said.

"Thank you. I've arranged for them to cook your meal, and I've told them my requirements."

Liu Zheng said.

"Sigh, I want to rush it, but I'm also afraid that it won't taste good if I make it in a hurry. Oh well, I'll just go eat some snacks instead."

Ace sighed and hung up the phone.

He loves to play, is greedy for food, has little interest in sex, and lacks ambition—a quintessential homebody.

He smiled and turned his attention back to the plane trees.

After waiting a few more minutes, the sound of incoming phone ringing echoed throughout Rose Street.

"receive."

"clear."

"Yes, we'll call it a day immediately."

Finally, everyone hung up the phone.

The next second, they began to exit in an orderly fashion, like robots that had been switched on.

In less than three minutes, only Liu Zheng and the plane trees remained on Rose Street.

He walked up to the plane tree, and before he could say anything, the ginseng baby popped out of the soil and tugged at his trouser leg.

Liu Zheng smiled, tied her up, and put her on his shoulder.

"Thank you, Dad."

"It's tough," the ginseng doll said with difficulty but determination.

"You can talk now? Who taught you?"

he said in surprise.

"Of course it's me! Could it be Natasha or Rebirth?"

The plane tree rolled its eyes.

"Did I let you speak?"

Liu Zheng glared at it.

"Hey! You idiot human, just because you saved me once doesn't mean you can be disrespectful to me. I've saved you several times!"

The plane tree said angrily.

"Really? Are you sure you want to settle the score?"

He raised an eyebrow and said.

"Uh"

Sensing his confident attitude, the plane tree felt inexplicably guilty.

"you"

Just as Liu Zheng was about to say another few words, the phone rang.

"Stay where you are and don't wander off. I'm coming to bring you something."

"The call connected," Black Skull said.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Black."

"We're all brothers, no need for thanks."

Black Skull's attitude became even warmer than before.

"Think back to when you drank, was there anything strange about it before or during the drinking?"

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng was too lazy to curse the French plane trees anymore and asked about the important matter.

"There's nothing strange about it. I just think the wine is delicious, the weather is nice, and I'm in a good mood."

The plane tree said with an innocent look on its face.

"Um"

He glanced at the overcast sky.

This can hardly be considered good weather for a tree, can it?

"Have any strange people appeared?"

Liu Zheng asked again.

"From your perspective, everyone who appears on this street is a strange person. But to me, they are all the same."

The plane tree glanced at him and said.

"Well, I guess I won't get any useful information from you."

Liu Zheng gave up his idea of ​​becoming a famous detective.

After waiting for a while, Black Skull arrived again in his pickup truck.

"Here, these are the bottles that were found at the scene."

The black skull handed him a black plastic bag.

"Thank you, Brother Black."

"It's nothing. By the way, Lao Bai asked me to invite you to dinner later, do you have time?"

"The black skull asked."

"Thank you for your kindness, Brother Bai and Brother Hei, but I'm in a hurry to investigate my friend's drunken outburst and don't have time right now. I'll treat you both when I'm done."

Liu Zheng politely declined.

"Okay, I understand. Alright, I'm leaving now."

"Take care, Blackie."

Watching the pickup truck drive away, he put down the ginseng doll and walked towards the sports car.

"Hey, you cunning human, don't you want a reward this time?"

The plane tree asked somewhat awkwardly.

"Make a note of this for now, I'll be right back."

Liu Zheng left after saying that.

The plane tree shrank back, feeling a chill creeping down its spine from a non-existent part of its body.

Arriving at Dukang Distillery, he knocked on the door.

"Young friend, you've returned. What brings you here?"

Feng Jizi asked with some doubt.

"I've come to return the money to my senior."

Liu Zheng took out the money he had borrowed from Feng Jizi.

"Young friend, you are indeed a trustworthy person."

Feng Jizi accepted the money with satisfaction.

"There's one more thing."

He took out the evidence bag.

“A friend of mine has a high alcohol tolerance. But he got drunk after only five bottles of wine from Guijiufang, and he even did some dangerous things while drunk. I’m worried that there might be some individual intolerance to these wines, so I wanted to show them to you.”

Liu Zheng's words were tactful, but Feng Jizi still understood them.

"Is that so? Okay, I'll go and show it to my colleague in quality control. Please wait a moment, young friend."

Feng Jizi took the evidence bag, turned around, and went into the winery.

(End of this chapter)