The clerk sat awkwardly opposite the dead wood, unable to relax.
Deadwood didn't speak anymore. He knew that talking too much would only have the opposite effect.
Kumu looked at the delicious food in front of him and picked up his chopsticks to taste it. Not finishing the food would be disrespectful to the chef who made the delicious food.
"Well, it smells a little bit strong." After tasting it, Deadwood couldn't help but comment.
When the clerk sitting opposite Kumu heard this, he finally picked up his chopsticks and reached into the dish Kumu had tasted.
The clerk also tasted it carefully and found nothing strange.
Kumu shook his head confidently, pointed at the dish, and motioned for him to eat more.
It’s not just a matter of letting the clerk know about the dish, but also getting the clerk to eat more of it.
Although the clerk was confused, he still did as Kumu said.
After a while, the clerk finally tasted a special taste in the originally bland dish. This taste should not exist in this dish. After all, blandness is the characteristic of this dish. No matter how you eat it, there will be no taste. This dish only passes if it is on the spicy side, because this dish is often paired with other spicy and salty dishes, which just achieves the neutralizing effect.
Now he knew that the young man in front of him wanted him to taste the weirdness of this dish through quantity.
The clerk wanted to know why the dead wood was so clear, with his mouth half open...
Kumu saw through the clerk's thoughts and answered before the question came up, "Because I am also a cook and have been practicing since I was a child."
The clerk looked at the young man in his early twenties and didn't expect that he was actually a chef. His face was full of affirmation.
"After all, I don't have any special powers for me to practice."
Kumu's words resonated with the clerk, because he is also a person with no abilities. He once imagined that if he had powerful powers, he wouldn't have to be a waiter here. At least he could do what he wanted to do. .
Kumu looked at the clerk's confused eyes and knew that he had entered a state of reverie.
Communicating with the incompetent is what Kumu is best at. If the other party is also incompetent, then what Kumu wants to do is undoubtedly simpler.
"Even if they have superpowers, there are still people working as waiters. Even if they have something they want to do, if it's not connected to their superpowers, then why can't they do it."
Kumu's words were like a bell, ringing the bell that had been silent for a long time in the clerk's heart. Because of Kumu's identity as an incompetent person, these words seemed particularly kind.
Kumu's words did not end there. He continued, "So everything I am doing now is just forced by life. If not, who would be willing to do what they don't want to do."
Kumu's subsequent words also hinted at the status of an incompetent person, and at the same time calmed down the excited clerk. Such a hot and cold way of speaking also made the clerk respect Kumu's attitude a lot. He felt that Dead wood has thoughts different from those of age.
Of course, the change in Deadwood's thoughts also comes from the ability to see ghosts.
After such a series of interactions, the clerk gradually relaxed, and his good impression of Deadwood continued to develop in a good direction.
Kumu looked at the clerk who was becoming more and more familiar with him, and Kumu finally started to come here for his own purpose.
"Your name is..." Kumu asked the clerk's name, although it was unnecessary for Kumu because Kumu already knew his name when he was investigating the disappearance case. Deadwood must also follow the procedure, just like suddenly telling others that I know your name, this will definitely make people disgusted.
"Just call me Quanyong."
The clerk dismantled his defenses and told Kumu his name without hesitation.
Kumu knows that this is a sign that his favorability has reached a certain level. Now even if people feel disgusted, his favorability will not drop to the bottom.
"A very good friend of mine disappeared. Before he disappeared, he called me to tell me about a very strange phenomenon. People disappeared in an instant. He asked me to save him."
The clerk was extremely sensitive to the word "missing", just like the police officers who came to investigate at the time. It would always remind him of horrific memories, even if a year had passed.
Quanyong's hand that was holding vegetables suddenly stopped in the air. Kumu knew that the shadow left by that incident still existed in his heart.
Kumu had no choice. If he wanted to get clues, he had to open up the pain of the past. Kumu knew that would be uncomfortable, but he had to do it.
Kumu himself didn't realize that his determination to do this was no longer the agreement with Teacher Xinle, but stemmed from the light in his own heart. The kindness that wanted to bring the fugitive to justice may be in his heart. The way of praying is safer, but who allows Dead Wood to communicate with souls? Perhaps the meaning of this ability in Dead Wood's heart is to allow souls who still have last wishes to die peacefully.
After waiting for a long time, Kumu saw that Quanyong had no intention to say anything. Kumu no longer pressed. Everyone has something they don't want to talk about, and Kumu knew this.
Seeing this, Kumu felt it was impossible and thanked him, "I'm sorry for reminding you of bad things. Thank you for chatting."
Kumu knew that if he took this step, the clues would be cut off again, and he would have to rethink where to start from, but there was no way now, there was only embarrassment in the air, and there was no way, the topic had been terminated.
Deadwood walked out, but his heart still wanted to stay here. If possible, Deadwood really wanted to hear the words from Quanyong's mouth.
When the dead wood was about to leave, the spring made a sound.
"Can you promise to catch that person?" What Quan Yong said was exactly what the victim longed for most.
"Of course." Kumu turned around with a hopeful smile on his face, and answered Quan Yong in an extremely firm tone without thinking, telling him that he could do it.
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Kumu returned to his seat again and told Quanyong that if he wanted to say something, we should be more private.
After hearing this, Quan Yong lowered his voice, leaned in like Dead Tree, and began to talk about his experience at that time.
Although Quanyong was not on duty that night, the pendant, which was very important to him, was accidentally left in the store. It was already very late when he found out, but Quanyong had no choice but to go back and get it.
Quanyong then returned to the store. With good luck, he happened to meet a colleague who was about to get off work. Upon seeing this, the colleague asked Quanyong to lock the door. After Quanyong agreed, he immediately went to find his pendant. Fortunately, the pendant was in its original place and had not been stolen. People take it. Quan Yong also left the store immediately. As soon as he walked out of the door, the street where there were still a few people in Quan Yong suddenly turned dark. It was clear that there were still several shops that were not closed when Quan Yong came.
Quan Yong didn't pay much attention, thinking that he might have been looking for the pendant for a long time, so they had already left. In fact, he knew that he had not been in the store for long, so he thought this way just because he didn't want to cause trouble and scare himself.
But as he walked, he felt something was wrong. Although the scenery in front of him was constantly changing, Quanyong had walked this road at least a hundred times. To be exaggerated, he could even walk it with his eyes closed. He knew very well that he would keep walking another road. Same road.
Later, he saw a person in front of him, so he rushed forward without stopping. In this case, finding a person could at least make him courageous.
Just as Quan Yong was about to say hello, the person suddenly disappeared. Now he had to believe that he might have encountered a ghost, but he was not too surprised. Could it be that someone was using powers to prank others, and he happened to be the unfortunate one to be chosen. Now he Still unwilling to believe the worst outcome, Quan Yong's heart was resisting. The more afraid he became, the more his heart told him not to believe it, as if this would make everything go away.
This proved to be useless.
Quan Yong saw a group of people with dull eyes, like puppets on strings. After he arrived, those empty eyes stared at him. He stopped suddenly, and his heart instinctively told him that he could not go any further. Go, otherwise something dangerous will happen.
He slowly stepped back step by step, keeping his eyes on the group of guys, and they were in a stalemate. Quan Yong hoped to reach a safe distance and ran away.
bump.
Quan Yong touched something, and felt a cold feeling all over his body for a moment. Quan Yong was scared. He slowly turned his head back, but immediately turned it back. Quan Yong felt that he saw that person when he turned around. The human face must die.
So I stood there trembling all over and pretending to be calm, not looking back.
The next moment, Quan Yong felt something put into his pocket. At that location, Quan Yong knew that was where he put the pendant. This time, he didn’t know what gave Quan Yong the courage. He grabbed the thing that put into his pocket. The thing seemed to be a hand. Quanyong turned around and prepared to punch it.
When he turned around, he was shocked to find that the person behind him was his dead girlfriend.
"You still have it."
When Quan Yong listened, it was still the lively and moving voice, but what didn't match the voice were the lifeless eyes and the cold body.
Quanyong's girlfriend said this, "You know, I miss you very much."
Quanyong knew that the man's girlfriend was dead, and now that he appeared in this situation, Quanyong knew that this was a fake, a fake person appearing in this fake world.
Quanyong grabbed the pendant and told the dummy in front of him, "You can't take it away, you're not."
Suddenly Quanguang was suppressed by the group of people who came behind him. He didn't know why that group of people suddenly appeared behind him. How did those group of people, like puppets on strings, move around without making a sound.
Of course it's not surprising at all that such a weird thing would happen under such weird circumstances.
"You know, did you abandon me?" The woman in front of Quan Yong said such a sentence.
Even if I know it's false, I still feel heartbroken. After all, the woman in front of me is telling the truth.
A masked man came over and came to Quan Yong. Quan Yong felt that he was the person who appeared in front of him just now and the person who suddenly disappeared.
The masked man looked at Quan Yong and praised, "I can actually do it. Shouldn't ordinary people be very happy? It seems that my skills are still improving."
When Quan Yong saw this man, his heart ignited with anger. This guy used dead people to act randomly and disrespected the dead.
As he spoke, the masked man took out a knife, an ordinary knife, and handed the knife to the woman in front of Quan Yong.
The masked man said, "He left you, what are you going to do?"
In fact, the action of the masked man delivering the knife already told the answer.
Right in front of Quan Yong, the woman melancholy made Quan Yong feel moved. He felt that his girlfriend's soul was being manipulated. In fact, his girlfriend still had her own heart. Quan Yong felt that he could wake her up. Quan Yong shouted The name of my girlfriend is revealed.
The next moment, the cold tip of the knife penetrated Quan Yong's body. Quan Yong could clearly feel the temperature difference between his internal organs and the cold knife, and the real pain. He really wanted to die immediately. Quan Ying only has this feeling now. This hurt is so real. Quan Ying's current understanding has finally gone awry. Now that he knows it, he is laughing at himself in his heart.
"Maybe it's real now."
The last thing the dying man saw was that his girlfriend was holding a knife stained with his own blood and taking away the pendant that was important to both him and his "girlfriend".
"Here, master, I got it." The girlfriend held the pendant in her hand and presented it to the masked man in front of her.
The masked man was very happy. He stretched out his hand and caressed the head of the woman in front of him. "You're very obedient. It's just a waste of time. Why were you acting just now?"
It turned out that the woman's hesitation just now was hypocritical.
The gushing eyes brought the night to an end, and the unwilling eyes finally closed.
