King Crazy Game

Hotel C has a high-end Japanese restaurant on the first floor. You have to take off your shoes and put on special disposable socks when entering. The empty lobby is surrounded by "arty" murals. On both sides of the lobby are small private rooms. Tang Yuan walked in alone, pushed the door, and saw Wen Yan wearing a loose bathrobe, leisurely making tea.

"Have you found out?" Hearing this, she glanced at him, then elegantly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "Tsk," "The taste is quite different. I miss my king a little bit."

Tang Yuan bowed and stood across from him carefully, saying, "That night Jiang Quanyang brought a dozen people to surround Master Lin. Fortunately, the police arrived in time and no casualties were caused. Jiang Quanyang was also arrested for investigation."

"Ah~" Hearing that, he put down the teacup, tilted his head and smiled at Tang Yuan. The moment their eyes met, Tang Yuan felt a chill in his heart.

After a while, Wen Yan poured Tang Yuan a cup of tea and said, "My king doesn't like the smell of blood, so I will help him solve the rest of the problems. Tang Yuan, except for Jiang Quanyang, cut off the legs of everyone else. This way, no one can outrun them, hahahaha..."

Tang Yuan didn't take the cup of tea. He broke out in a cold sweat and nodded quickly: "I'll do it right away."

"Why don't you drink tea? Are you afraid of being poisoned?" Hearing this, he rested his right elbow on the table, rested his chin on his palm, and chuckled, "Don't be afraid. Only those who do wrong will be punished."

When Tang Yuan heard this, he picked up the cup of tea tremblingly and drank it in one gulp. His expression looked as if he had drunk poison.

Hearing this, she looked at him with satisfaction. When he was about to close the door, she heard another sentence: "Tang Yuan, it is gentlemanly for boys to pack tissues."

Tang Yuan was shocked, thinking that he had been given a laxative, and hurried to the drugstore to buy medicine. The fact was that he farted loudly every ten minutes or so, and there was no sign of diarrhea.

He cursed Wen Yan even more in his heart...

There are small villages and towns around City C that have been deprived of their labor and manpower by the big cities and have been unable to develop for ten years. Shen Qingning was sitting in the co-pilot seat. As the big and small potholes on the road alternated back and forth, his whole body swayed up and down and left and right, and he almost vomited the breakfast he had just eaten in the morning.

"Zicheng, are you a little carsick?" Shen Qingning said as he reached out to get a bottle of water from the armrest box, but there was a big pit and his hand suddenly touched Lin Zicheng's leg.

The feeling just now came and went quickly. Before Shen Qingning could get any feeling, he was thrown back into the pit again.

Lin Zicheng glanced at him with a smile: "Why do you feel carsick and need to use your legs to relieve it?"

"Do you want to?"

Shen Qingning deliberately stared at Lin Zicheng's thighs lustfully. It would have been fine if she hadn't looked at him, but once she did, she cursed inwardly. She had never seen him exercise, so how come his legs were so long and well-proportioned? Even through his trousers, he looked so attractive. His legs were upwards...

Lin Zicheng glanced at him and asked with a wicked smile: "Does it look good?"

Shen Qingning's face felt a little hot. He coughed deliberately and turned his gaze to the window. If he continued looking, he would probably catch fire.

"Free things are all pretty. Look at those big trees outside the window. They're pretty pretty too."

Lin Zicheng followed his line of sight and smiled meaningfully, "Then it looks like we'll have to charge for it in the future. How about 10,000 for one visit? The eldest young master of the Shen family always likes to use money to get things done."

"I also like super fierce 1, but I haven't seen the eldest young master of the Lin family sacrifice himself to satisfy it."

"So you said all those seductive words just for my body."

After saying that, Lin Zicheng unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. Shen Qingning turned his head and could see the skin of his collarbone vaguely visible.

For Shen Qingning, who could only watch but not eat, this was undoubtedly a chronic torture, so he could only compromise and say, "I give up." He then abruptly changed the subject, "How do you know that person is the murderer?"

Lin Zicheng: "Since Song Nian, every game we have had a miserable person, so I guess this time is no exception. Last time I heard from Zhang Guan that Jin Huandai was investigated because of the mistake of the courier Ma Feng, but it didn't have much impact. The probability of such a mistake happening to people who have been working together for a long time is very low, and some kind of accident may have occurred during the period, so I checked the situation at that time and found something very interesting. Ma Feng bumped into an old man on the road and was blackmailed for some money by the old man's family."

Shen Qingning continued thoughtfully, "The medicine that Ma Feng sent was also swapped at that time? That family couldn't have been so blatant, otherwise Jiang Quanyang and the others would have found out long ago. It should have been secretly swapped by a bystander when they were dealing with the collision."

Lin Zicheng: "Well, so I pushed the investigation back in time, and I actually found out that Jinhuandai once overdosed a female college student, causing her death. After calling the police, her father went to Jinhuandai several times to seek an explanation while waiting, but was eventually kicked out."

Shen Qingning sighed softly: "With Jiang Quanyang's relationship, the father's situation at that time should be hopeless."

Lin Zicheng: "I checked the whereabouts of the father on that day, and coincidentally, he was in City C that day."

Shen Qingning was about to lean back and express his thoughts when suddenly a big pit threw him up. He quickly reached to the side and caught Lin Zicheng's arm. He was stunned and looked at Lin Zicheng with some suspicion. Was this man too cunning?

"You're welcome. Ten million for each capture." Lin Zicheng gave him a standard eight-tooth smile and said, "Check in."

Shen Qingning raised his eyebrows. With the way the young master of the Lin family made money, he would be blackmailed sooner or later. So Shen Qingning coughed a few times on purpose, and said in a pinched voice, "I have nothing to repay you, so I can only repay you with my body to repay the young master of the Lin family for helping me."

Lin Zicheng turned his head and looked at him for a few seconds, then couldn't help laughing: "Are you sure you're not taking revenge?"

Shen Qingning ignored his verbal attack and continued to pinch his throat: "He is proficient in all eighteen martial arts. Master Lin, just accept him. It's worth it."

Lin Zicheng did not answer him, but changed the subject and said: "Qingning, tell me the truth, have you been secretly imitating He An for a long time to be so imitating today?"

Shen Qingning: “…”

Shen Qingning, who was like a peacock spreading its tail, could only temporarily put away her gorgeous tail wings in the face of Lin Zicheng's words, and continued: "He An's voice was exchanged for his life, and my life is still useful, it can't be compared."

Shen Qingning paused and said, "Speaking of He An, I remember that in the investigation materials, He An was very famous at that time, and many rich and noble sons wanted to redeem him, but unfortunately the madam would never let go of this cash cow. Later, on the night of New Year's Eve one year, someone set off firecrackers and ignited the hay. That night, everyone in the hospital was drunk because of the New Year's Eve, and they all burned to death. Only He An accidentally fell into a dry well when he went to the toilet, and he saved his life."

"Later, I met Gu Qiuchi and was taken in. Now I work for Gu Jinan. Everyone knows what happened to the fire, but everyone thinks the madams deserved it. Just like the game we are playing now, no one feels pity for the dead. Everyone thinks it is retribution, even the kind-hearted policeman Li Yize."

After Shen Qingning finished speaking, he leaned back and sighed deeply, "This game can be called the Avengers Alliance."

Lin Zicheng glanced at him, said "hmm", and said nothing else.

The roads in the small village were not only full of potholes, but also glass fragments. Because of Lin Zicheng's silence, Shen Qingning's mind was on him. When getting off the car, she accidentally stepped on the broken glass, slipped, and fell.

Lin Zicheng held back his laughter and helped him up, and asked with some concern: "Do you want me to carry you?"

Shen Qingning stared at him for a few seconds. He was almost sliding to the door, and he still asked if he wanted to be carried? He must have done it on purpose!

In order to prove that he was not in vain, Shen Qingning pushed Lin Zicheng away and stood up straight. As a result, he could not help but hissed because of the pain from his waist to his buttocks. Although Lin Zicheng deliberately turned his head to the side and walked past without looking at him, he clearly saw that the corners of Lin Zicheng's mouth were almost raised to the sky!

Perhaps because the father had given up everything for his daughter, the family was left penniless. The gate was made of several pieces of wood tied together, and on both sides were walls made of mud. Looking through the gaps in the wood, there was only an earthen house inside. A skinny black earthen dog barked at them through the wood.

After a while, a thin middle-aged man about 1.8 meters tall opened the wooden door.

"What's the matter?" The man's voice was hoarse, and he started coughing continuously. His originally tall body became hunched due to the violent coughing.

Lin Zicheng handed over an unopened small bottle of syrup: "Sometimes, I also cough for no reason like this, so I always carry a bottle of syrup. This can relieve coughs."

Shen Qingning smiled knowingly when she saw this. Even though Lin Zicheng came with a purpose, the warmth he gave to others was just right every time.