"You're going to handle it?" He turned his head, looked at the ruffian scratching himself on the ground, and asked him curiously, "How are you going to handle it?"
"We will contact his home and make him pay enough."
Chen Qing nodded: "Profit comes first." He stretched out his hand, and a streak of flesh sprouts... No, it was dozens or hundreds of streaks of flesh sprouts that burst out from all over his body. Those flesh sprouts tore him apart. His skin, carrying some blood, squirmed in the direction of Chen Qing.
But after climbing only a few steps, the granules began to weaken, shrivel, and die halfway.
After a short moment, the ruffian's breath became fainter, and his already thin body became even thinner now. His thighs and arms were almost the size of bones.
But fortunately, he didn't die, right?
Looking at Chen Qing's figure, their eyes began to become more intense.
One of them shouted to the three people in the crowd: "Mr. Ka! You can also entrust me with such a small matter!"
But Kalans' eyes were sharp. He turned around and immediately located the person who made the voice: "I have my own way of doing things. Are you teaching me?"
After he finished speaking, he immediately led Chen Qing away from the dance floor, and they walked all the way to the bar, which surprised Chen Qing.
"The man you just beat..." He hesitated, causing Chen Qing to ask him with a smile: "What? Is it so big that you have a headache?"
"No. Of course not..." Karans smiled bitterly, and then explained: "It's just a bit embarrassing. The person I'm looking for for you...to be responsible for handling the video...happens to be his father."
Chen Qing said "uh" and felt a little embarrassed: "Can you find anyone else to help? I'm worried after something like this happened."
Karans nodded: "Of course there is, I have already contacted you. Do you want to meet?"
Chen Qing hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Okay."
He hesitated for a moment, but after all, he did not take the human skin in his pocket to the public.
It was not because he was afraid of exposing himself, but mainly because it would change the wearer's way of thinking, which made Chen Qing uneasy.
"Would you like something to drink?" Karans pointed at the bar. As he finished speaking, the two people in charge were already approaching.
Chen Qing looked up and saw that every drink seemed to contain alcohol. He frowned, turned to Jiang Wan and asked, "What are you drinking?"
She sighed, seeming to be in a bit of a mood: "Just... pick me a mojito. Go ahead and drink the alcohol."
Chen Qing was so happy that he turned to look at the waiters. They nodded and asked Jiang Wan, "Which recipe do you want to use?"
"formula?"
Kalans nodded: "You can leave a drink recipe here that is yours and exclusive to you. The club will record it for you forever on the non-relics.
Even if one day all traces of your existence are completely erased, the formulas on the non-relics will still record your records. "
Chen Qing was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and asked the waiter: "Can I see the recipe that has been ordered the most?"
"Of course." They nodded and clicked on the console for a moment, and the display content appeared in front of Chen Qing.
"Johnny Silverhand: Rainbow Bomb, Red Pepper 20G..." He muttered softly, his eyes wandering a little.
"Are these people still alive?"
"Dead." Kalans shook his head and suddenly smiled: "Maybe not dead. Maybe alive in a corner."
He remained silent, with a smile on his face: "But as long as the club exists for a day, even if the traces of them in the world are erased by extraordinary power, their presence and traces of their existence will remain here. "
As Chen Qing listened, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and he said to the attendant: "Memory a recipe for me."
They looked at each other and smiled brightly: "Okay. What name do you want to leave?"
Chen Qing hesitated for a moment: "The Thousand-Faced Man. The name of the drink is sewer."
The two waiters were stunned, but they still entered what Chen Qing said on their fingers.
"For the recipe, add 300g milk, 100g carbonated drink, 10g sake and egg white to whip."
He looked at the two waiters in front of him and smiled even more happily.
But on his side, the faces of Karans and Jiang Wan were stunned. They listened to the words in their ears and frowned.
"Are you...sure?"
"Isn't the name called Sewer?" Chen Qing smiled, and when Kalans nodded beside him, the two waiters smiled bitterly and entered the formula into the system.
"By the way, give me a glass of pure milk, and those who come down will pay for it."
Chen Qing greeted, but a strange man's voice came from beside him: "Then give me a cup of the recipe that Mr. just noted down."
The voice got closer and closer. He smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes, supported his body with one hand and sat down next to Karans: "Hello, sir."
He smiled slightly and looked very elegant.
"Are you sure?" Chen Qing looked at him and asked him with a hint of dissuasion.
"I'm sure." The man smiled: "I'm the first person to drink the formula of 'Thousand-Faced Man', so I'm not sure about anything."
"So cruel." Jiang Wan twitched the corner of her mouth and moved her stool slightly.
"About what you said." The man looked at Chen Qing, bowed slightly, and spoke again: "On the way here, I have fulfilled your request. After banning the original video, I launched an official account , turning amateurs into bloggers.”
Chen Qing nodded and asked him again: "How long will it take?"
"If you mean completing these things..."
"I mean have these people replace the image with him."
He hesitated and then spoke: "Normally it should be about a week. The Internet has no memory."
Chen Qing was silent, smiled and shook his head.
"Isn't it?"
"No." Chen Qing smiled and told him with some regret: "Human beings have no memory. After everything is stretched out on the timeline, too many things will become frivolous."
The man was stunned for a moment and nodded slightly: "My name is Yin Zhengchu, and I am in charge of a small-scale media company."
"Chen Qing. Don't call me by your full name when speaking to others. The rest is up to you."
He nodded, looking a little excited.
"gentlemen……"
"Huh?" He looked at Yin Zhengchu who seemed to have something to say and asked him.
"I wonder if sir can take on a private mission?"
Chen Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and asked him: "Why are you looking for me? Can't you just post the task in the club?"
He shook his head and seemed a little embarrassed: "That's what I say...but...investigators are not a level we usually come into contact with. Time, effectiveness, and whether they can accept this task are all issues.
I don’t want to know that someone has taken over my mission hundreds of years after my death, right? "
Chen Qing nodded clearly and asked him again: "What to do."
"Help me check out a person! If possible..." He hesitated for a moment before continuing to Chen Qing: "I hope you can help me check out my company's building. We are a bit..."
He smiled and looked a little carefree: "Maybe to you... it's just a trivial matter, but if it falls on us, it's like the sky has fallen..."
Chen Qing nodded and asked him again: "What's the reward for the mission?"
"The reward is cash!" Yin Zhengchu looked a little excited when he heard Chen Qing's question, but immediately after answering, he seemed a little regretful: "Of course...it's not just money. But I'm worried that this matter may happen frequently. ……so."
"Oh?" Chen Qing laughed strangely: "You don't believe I can find someone else. Since I accepted it, I will completely solve it for you. It's just to see if you can give me a satisfactory reward. No need to provoke me. .”
He looked stern and nodded before adding: "I will...add an address."
"What address?"
He tilted his head, not paying much attention.
"An address obtained from..." He was silent for a moment, then lowered his head as if he had accepted his fate: "The address was obtained from the foundation."
"Can you get something from the foundation?" Chen Qing laughed angrily, but the man beside him just smiled sadly and shook his head slightly: "You don't need to provoke me. This is indeed true. And it should..."
He looked at Chen Qing with some solemnity: "There should be many people in the foundation who know about it. So..."
"You're the one who's being targeted?"
He tilted his head and looked at Kalans: "Then what can I gain?"
Karans listened and turned his head to look at Yin Zhengchu.
"What can I gain?" He looked at the man in front of him and repeated this sentence again.
"A back room address that is valued and pursued by the cadres of the foundation may have a certain connection with the root of the foundation's project." He opened his eyes, stared at Chen Qing closely, sighed and said again: "I There is really no other way. I can't find any investigators who dare to interfere with the five major religions...and you...you are the information I spent a lot of money to find out. A person who dares to defy the foundation."
"Fart, I can..." He was silent for a moment and frowned slightly.
"Where did you get the news?"
Yin Zhengchu immediately betrayed the information: "He is an information dealer. Everyone is spreading rumors that a very scary investigator has appeared in our city. He also said... This person is in conflict with three of the five major religions.
I thought... maybe he could solve this problem for me. "
Chen Qing frowned, a little dissatisfied with this answer: "But that doesn't explain how you know me."
He laughed: "It's a bet." Yin Zhengchu sighed, and then continued to explain: "Karans is a middle-level and high-level person in the club, and basically no one can see him on weekdays.
But he did things for you and welcomed you when you first entered here.
To be honest, I don't think it was an accident. He smiled and sighed, and then continued to answer: "A million coincidences. When they meet by chance, there will be no coincidences. It is the inevitable result of everything destined to be good." "
