Hell Game: Starting from Metropolis

"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.

Chapter 602 Detective Luo Ping

"Our quality control colleagues have checked, and it's not a problem with our quality control."

Feng Jizi reappeared at the door and spoke to Liu Zheng.

"What's the problem?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Well, since the wine was fine at first, the problem must have occurred later."

Feng Jizi touched a non-existent beard.

"Understood, thank you, senior."

Although it was a bit of a riddle, Liu Zheng still understood it.

"You're welcome. Is there anything else, young friend?"

"No, that's all. Then I'll take my leave."

He clasped his hands in a respectful greeting, got into his car, and drove straight to the clinic.

"I have something urgent to do. I'll bring you some dried fish when I come out later."

Liu Zheng greeted the sphinx and then hurriedly entered the clinic.

"Who wants your dried fish?"

The Sphinx muttered something under its breath and went back to playing with the ball of yarn.

"Are you leaving?"

The Nile doctor saw him come in and asked.

"Not yet, something happened at the plane trees."

Liu Zheng told him about the incident where the French plane tree was drunk and resisted arrest.