[Xia Pingzhou: They said the leader is looking for soone in Li Jing, so who is this new No. 4?]
[Hacker: Su Ying. I heard she’s an Exorcist, but the leader didn’t tell much about her. I just t her myself.]
"Hmm... Su Ying?"
Through the perspective of the No. 2 machine, Ji Minghuan raised an eyebrow, staring at the na on the screen, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
He moved his lips, murmuring again: "Su... Ying?"
Monts later, Ji Minghuan finally snapped back, looking at the na again as if he had seen the Loch Ness Monster jump out of a fish tank, causing a storm in his heart:
"Damn, isn’t this the sa na as my mom who was mistakenly killed by Rainbow Wings when she was in the No. 1 machine?"
"Could the hacker have already investigated my background, knowing about my cooperation with the Black Cocoon, and used this na to ss with ?"
Thinking about this, for a mont, his typing fingers beca slightly nervous.
But he had to type, suddenly not replying would actually imply more suspicion.
[Xia Pingzhou: Is the new mber female?]
[Hacker: Gender discrimination?]
[Xia Pingzhou: What does she look like?]
[Hacker: You’ll know when you see her.]
[Xia Pingzhou: You just said she’s an Exorcist, so what’s her Celestial Driver?]
[Hacker: You’re this curious, huh? As expected of the lady killer in our troupe, charming everyone regardless of age, even a hundred-year-old isn’t safe from you.]
"Co on, it’s still ’any age, any sex’, that’s my mom..."
Ji Minghuan sighed inwardly, "What on earth is going on now? Is the new mber just coincidentally nad the sa as No. 1’s mom? But the leader t her in Li Jing, could it really be my mom who died years ago? If mom didn’t die, then what on earth has this family been up to?"
"But in Gu Wenyu’s mory, this family watched Su Ying’s body get cremated with their own eyes."
"Forget it, even if this new No. 4 isn’t mom, there’s a good chance she’s connected to mom. Next action, I have to find a chance to snoop around her background."
Putting away the ssy thoughts, Ji Minghuan picked up a glass from the table and took a sip of orange juice expressionlessly.
Turning his head, Ayase Origami lowered her eyelids, her pupils empty. Although her gaze was always empty, after so ti together, he could already discern her mood from her eyes. She seed a bit sleepy at the mont.
"Shall we head back?" Ji Minghuan asked while sipping on the orange juice with a straw.
Ayase Origami yawned, raising her hand to cover her mouth. She smacked her lips lightly, thought carelessly, and ntioned softly:
"Clothes."
"The store clerk has already delivered them to the hotel." Ji Minghuan controlled Xia Pingzhou to reply.
"Tomorrow... I want to wear new clothes." Her voice began to blur, her eyelids drooping and lifting. Clearly, she hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol, yet she was the only one in the room drowsy.
After all, at this ti, the young lady would usually be lying in bed already, but she seed to know that everyone’s mood was quite down due to Lan Duoduo’s death, so she endured her sleepiness to chat with everyone in the room. Despite her silence, it was at least a form of companionship.
"Want to pick one for you?" Xia Pingzhou asked.
"I’ll choose myself."
Ayase Origami’s tone carried a hint of stubbornness like a little girl who is tightly controlled by her parents and finally has her own dorm in college, her own closet, where she can put anything she finds beautiful.
"Okay."
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Xia Pingzhou glanced at her sleepy form, then withdrew his gaze.
For so reason, he suddenly realized everyone around him seed to have a psychological age less than their actual age, like Cezar, Ayase Origami, and even the Refrigerator Demon with a psychological age of three.
Maybe he was this kind of person, which was why he attracted such people. After all, although he used a 19-year-old body, his psychological age was still 12, though a bit more mature and knowledgeable than the average 12-year-old.
Seeing Ayase Origami struggling with her sleep, her eyelids almost completely shut, Xia Pingzhou woke her up:
"Let’s go."
He said as he got up from the sofa and turned to others, "I’m taking her back first."
"So sweet," Andrew whistled, "Go ahead, it was tough enough to keep you two kids up with until now... even though you were drinking orange juice."
With that, he hiccupped.
"You guys aren’t sharing a bed already, are you? Such adolescence..." Bloodline laughed softly, cupping her cheeks.
"Newbie, I advise you to watch your behavior." Jack the Ripper fiddled with his phone, not even looking up.
Fortunately, Xia Pingzhou and Ayase Origami, one wasn’t human and the other was more of a fake human. The robot and the doll combination could never be teased to blush. They only responded in a flat, synchronized voice:
"Shut up."
Their indifferent words fell, and the two walked out of the private room one after the other. After leaving the tavern, they soon arrived at the hotel they had booked in advance.
As Bloodline said, they indeed booked the sa room, but it was a twin-bed room. This was Ayase Origami’s request as she thought it would be troubleso if sothing happened to Xia Pingzhou, so it was better to watch over him.
Xia Pingzhou didn’t mind, just like when they stayed in the attic of the café.
At that ti, he would sleep on the floor, and she on the bed. Both slept very quietly, especially since neither would snore. When he slept, it was like a robot switched off, and when the young lady slept, she was like a doll without strings, so they got along perfectly.
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