"Mr. Fu, do you really have to be so dedicated? Today is the comic convention, it's a rare opportunity to take a break!"

Qingque's expression had become extremely ugly.

"What exactly did I do so well? I have clearly exceeded my targets recently. Why are you repaying me with evil?"

"Ahem." Fu Xuan coughed twice. "Do you know how many people are here today? What if there's a stampede?"

"Hasn't Captain Jing Yuan already arranged for the Anti-Aircraft Section 6 to come over for support? Why do I have to work overtime? Sir Fu, Boss Su Chen has given all of us a holiday."

"We also have to maintain local law and order. We can't rely entirely on others to ensure safety." Fu Xuan looked at Qingque meaningfully, hoping that Qingque could understand this truth.

but,

Qingque had no other expression except a look of despair.

Her eyes were dull, as if she had lost hope in life.

As someone who would risk her life to slack off even when working overtime,

Nowadays!

This day!

I was actually pulled over by Fu Xuan to work overtime!

I can tolerate my uncle, but I can’t tolerate my aunt!

Doesn't this directly violate her principles?

Never work overtime!

Qingque continued to walk like a zombie, her world had turned gray.

however,

at this time,

Suddenly a light appeared in her eyes, and her world became colorful again.

Not far ahead, there were four people sitting around a mahjong table.

"Hmm..." Qingque stopped and his mind began to spin rapidly.

The next moment, she looked at Fu Xuan seriously.

"Sir Fu, I've figured it out! You're right, there are too many people here and too many eyes and ears."

Then she looked around carefully for two seconds and said, "I found a suspicious person."

"Suspicious person?" Fu Xuan seemed to have seen something from Qingque's expression. "Where did the suspicious person come from?"

"I spotted Sambo, and he was with a guy cosplaying as the Masked Fool!"

"That's a bit suspicious. Where are they?"

Qingque made a gesture to keep quiet. "As the saying goes, Fu Sir, if I don't go to hell, who will? Today I have finally figured it out. You continue to patrol and maintain order at the scene, while I will lure the enemy deeper!"

Hearing this, Fu Xuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and her behavioral profiling technique also failed.

It turns out that Qingque really understood. That's good, that's good.

My successor finally figured it out.

As long as Qingque is willing, she can concentrate on stealing Jingyuan's position in the future.

"then you go!"

"Order!"

In an instant, Qingque disappeared into the crowd.

Fu Xuan glanced at Qingque and nodded. When he turned his head, he saw Jing Yuan standing behind him. "Boss? Why are you here? And Jing Liu?"

"Eh?" Fu Xuan was a little surprised. He looked behind Jing Yuan, "No way, boss, can you really do it?"

I saw a god standing next to Jing Yuan.

Jing Yuan smiled knowingly, "Why did you speak so carelessly today when you were so alert in the past? Do you know what day it is today?"

"It's a comic convention. Oh! Shenjun is a cosplayer, so why is he following you?"

"It's very simple. He said he was trying to get votes for me." Jing Yuan hunched his back and leaned close to Fu Xuan's ear.

"Actually, this God said that I cosplayed like Jing Yuan and insisted on following me. And Jing Liu was also cosplaying and insisted on teaming up with me! I can't reveal my true identity for fear of causing even greater panic. It's really frustrating me!"

"Yanqing, can you ask him to find one for you? Then just take the guy who is cosplaying as Jingliu away for you?"

"Yanqing was supposed to pick up a few people from Anti-Aircraft Section 6, but soon there was no news from him. He didn't even reply to my calls or text messages. I don't know where he went."

"General Shen Ce, it's time for us to go!" The God behind Jing Yuan spoke. Hearing this, the God's cosplayer deliberately lowered his voice and pretended to be very deep.

"Ah!" Jingliu's cosplay covered his eye patch with one hand, "If you don't leave now, I feel like the demonic body is going to attack!"

Jing Yuan shook his head helplessly, "Please, both of you, don't get angry, I'll just keep going."

Fu Xuan blinked his eyes, "My head itches, I feel like I'm going to grow a brain."

-

at the same time,

Qingque has slowly moved to the side of the mahjong table.

There are four people here, one is Yanagi Kanichi, one is Masked Fool, and one is Qingque cosplay.

The last one was old Sambo.

Liu Guanyi grabbed the card and shouted, "Refine it in an instant!"

"Wait!" Qingque shouted, "Brother, this is not how you play mahjong!"

At this moment, the four people at the card table looked in the direction of Qingque together.

Sambo rubbed his eyes.

Isn’t this a greenbird?

"Why are you here?"

Then, he glanced at the mahjong table.

"That's okay."

"Hehe. Your Excellency the Immortal with long flowing hair and long waist, would you like us to help you win this Mahjong game?"

The Qingque cosplayer saw this and interrupted, "Hey, beautiful lady, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you cosplay Qingque well. You have to finish this round anyway."

"That's not necessary." The Masked Fool took out his cell phone from his bag.

"V me 50, my position is yours, my cards are yours too, you can continue this hand right away, what do you think?"

"Sambo, do you have your cell phone with you? V."

"Ah?" Sambo pointed at his nose, "Me? Why?"

"Oh, we are good sisters. Have you forgotten that you owe me a lot of money from the last time we played mahjong?"

"That was Hanabi who disguised herself as me and deliberately lost to you, okay?" Sangbo sighed, and then he took out the mobile phone that he had taken from Xing yesterday.

As soon as Sangbo scanned the QR code, he heard a voice from his mobile phone saying, "The money has been transferred to the Alipay account."

The Masked Fool scratched his head. "Isn't this WeChat? Never mind. Let's go."

in a blink,

Qingque came to the empty seat and said, "Hey, let me see how my luck is today!"

She picked up a card without even looking at it. After examining it, she knew which card it was.

She typed it out directly.

"Take advantage of the situation!"

"Hmm?" Qingque blinked and looked at the cards he was playing.

It really seems like a stolen photo!

"What is this? Wanning Mahjong?"

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