Chapter 46 The Young Widow Cries at the Grave

011 was completely oblivious to this. He was so focused on telling the stupid host not to lag behind that he didn't even notice a tall figure appear and then disappear behind him.

"Oh, I heard there might be danger today. I don't know if anything will happen to the host." He spoke with a very dramatic tone.

The red panda glanced at the two people opposite with its big, bright caramel-colored eyes, and was slightly relieved when it found that there was nothing unusual on their faces.

He said that he had good acting skills and would definitely not be discovered.

Galliard on the opposite side listened to the whole process and did not comment on the fact that the red panda's plan was not very smart this time. He just pretended to look at the computer casually, then moved his fingertips slightly to send a few commands before raising his bright golden eyes to look over.

He noticed the panda's ears twitching, poured a glass of apple juice, and handed it to him. "It'll be fine. Even if it comes to cause trouble today, it won't target ordinary people."

At the same time, he was thinking about the dangers of Red Panda's plan so that he could make preparations early.

"Is that so? I don't know who the commander of the Seventh Legion is, but I'm sure he's not someone who's easy to bully." He muttered to himself while looking at the time on the computer. When the host sent a message saying that he was lying down, he would find an excuse to run up.

011 looked around boredly and noticed that Table 33, where the protagonist of this incident was, tilted his head in confusion. "Why did Fran suddenly disappear?"

Has their plan already begun?

"Maybe something happened suddenly. You know his life has always been busy." Galliard didn't even move his eyes over there, but glanced thoughtfully at the neatly arranged VIP rooms on the second floor.

011 didn't notice his gaze and was waiting for the host's message to be sent.

Finally, when the auction ended and the staff announced a 15-minute break, his task panel vibrated with a reminder.

011 stood up excitedly in an instant, and while everyone else was still standing, he was the first to leave his seat. "Lu Tai hasn't come back yet. Is something wrong? I have to go look for him!"

He left his seat in a hurry and walked forward, forgetting to even read the message on the panel.

"Is Lu Tai in trouble? Should we go look for him too? This auction isn't going smoothly today." Robert watched the young man skipping away, feeling inexplicably anxious, yet not quite. "There's still no news about this civilian. Could he be dead?"

I originally thought that Master Galliard next to him would have a closer relationship with the young man.

Unexpectedly, the blond young man just took a sip of tea in his cup with a calm expression, and said in a calm and gentle tone, "Death is not necessarily a bad thing."

There was no hint of joking in his tone.

…

Unaware of the storm behind him, 011 tried hard to avoid everyone's sight and reached the elevator to the second floor. Fortunately, no one ran as fast as him, and now the entire corridor was still quiet with few pedestrians.

He looked around very stealthily to avoid being discovered, and then quickly got into the elevator.

They came all the way to the VIP area on the second floor. 011 was smarter this time. He memorized the route and headed to the door of the VIP room where a trap was set.

He turned the doorknob and quietly put his head in, only to bump into the young man's solid chest the next second.

011 rubbed his head, feeling a little dizzy. Seeing the host still standing, he immediately became anxious. "Host, why are you still standing here? Lie down quickly! If they find you standing, our plan of faking your death will fail, won't it?"

He felt that the host in front of him was a little strange.

But I can't see what's strange about it.

The situation was urgent and there was no time to think too much. The little panda used both ears to push hard, and his white palms fell on the young man's broad back and pushed forward hard until he was pushed to the edge of the bed, then he pretended to wipe the sweat off his face.

"Host, why are you so stupid? Lie down quickly." Seeing that the tall young man in front of him was just standing there stupidly without any reaction, 011 Evil Cat Roar grabbed the young man's tie with great ambition and pressed the host's chest, trying to push him onto the bed.

This was a big deal. He had been used to pressing it with his paws when he was still a red panda. Now, he suddenly felt the soft touch of his palm and began to press it subconsciously.

After pressing it twice, 011 tilted his head in confusion, and his two orange panda ears wiggled. "Host, it seems you have been exercising well recently."

"?" The young man, who was forced to lie on the bed with a flushed cheek, was distracted by the words. The big hand that was originally holding the snow-white little hand to push it away unconsciously tightened a little, and his eyes slowly moved away.

The next second, the muscles in his chest were pressed like milk, and the boy's sweet voice came, "It feels like it's gotten a lot bigger here."

011 had no idea what earth-shattering and soul-stirring teasing words he had said. He felt the claws felt good and rubbed them twice in a very domineering manner before he was satisfied.

She didn't notice at all that the tall young man, who originally looked as unpopular as a jade figure because of his pale skin, turned his head away, and now even his neck was covered with a layer of red.

"Just lie here obediently. We have already divided the work in advance. It's no use going back on your word now." 011 held the young man down forcefully.

Feeling the other party's struggling strength disappear in an instant, he immediately curled his lips with some pride, and the dimples on both sides were shallow. It seems that his recent exercise has also been effective.

It can actually hold down someone as tall as the host.

011 didn't notice at all that the big hand that was originally trying to control his wrist had moved to his waist, holding it tightly as if afraid that he would fall while playing, and he thought he was controlling the trapped beast below.

He pricked up his ears to listen for any footsteps nearby.

After making sure no one had noticed, 011 carefully jumped off the bed again and laboriously covered the young man with a thin flannel blanket. "Don't move until I tell you to."

How smart this little panda is.

I know that it would be extremely boring to lie here all the time without being able to move, so I divided the work and allocated it in advance. The host still has a lot to learn.

011 covered the poor host's head with a thin blanket, then stood with his hands on his hips and laughed triumphantly towards the sky.

Then, making sure he was ready, he glanced at the young man behind him and found that he was still lying there obediently. Only then did he feel relieved, opened the door and went out, ready to make a big deal out of this matter as planned.

He didn't notice at all that the moment he closed the door, the young man on the bed inside lifted the thin blanket and sighed.

He took off his mask and pressed his temples with a headache.

Fran's face was revealed.

…

011's plan here is surprisingly smooth.

He had just gone out and had not yet walked downstairs when he ran into Gary and Robert who seemed to be looking for them. His big eyes, as clear as glass beads, rolled around, and no one would have thought that he was brewing a bad idea at the moment.

011 felt that the mask on his face was hindering his performance, so he took it off to reveal his tearful face.

"Galiye, Luobo, Lu Tai is dead. How could he leave me alone to die like that? Wuuuu!" He stared at them with his eyes that he had specially exchanged for the right to shed tears, and then he rushed over while recalling the video he had seen.

Then I fell into a big embrace with the scent of high-end woody perfume.

011 was so focused on performing her crying scene that she didn't notice the surprised expressions on the faces of the other onlookers around her, especially Robert next to her who looked like he had seen a ghost.

The sound of whispered conversations could be heard behind me.

"Didn't Master Gallier say he has a serious case of mysophobia? I don't think he'll be badly punished if he throws himself into his arms."

"Mysophobia! It's a blessing for such a pretty boy to cry in his arms, okay? If it were me, I would have held him in my arms and comforted him long ago."

"You'll have a chance to comfort him later. With his hard-hearted demeanor, he'll probably just feel that someone stained his clothes."

…

Listening to the discussions around him, Robert looked at his beloved's eyes that were as red as little peaches from crying, and he was worried that Gary next to him would push the boy out as rumored.

But what he didn't expect was that the rumored heartless blond young man simply closed his arms, hugged the pretty boy in his arms, patted his back soothingly, and then took out a tissue to wipe the tears from his face.

"Don't cry, Yaoyao. How could Lu Tai get into trouble? Take us over there to see what happened first." Galliard patiently and carefully wiped the boy's tears, which had turned him into a little kitten.

I inexplicably feel like a scumbag who is just trying every possible way to coax someone else's widow.

011 was so focused on his performance that he didn't even notice what the people around him were talking about. When he heard Gallier's voice, he knew he was on to something and sobbed, looking up. "He's right over there! I just went over and saw him lying on the bed, motionless. His body was stiff!"

He deliberately exaggerated.

"..." Galliard wanted to say that the body wouldn't harden so quickly in just an hour, but for the sake of the red panda's face and to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan, he just ruffled the boy's short orange hair and said, "That's terrible."

It's quite scary.

Lu Tai was just faking his death.

Galliard suppressed the dark impulses in his heart and felt more and more annoyed with this man. He was a useless thing who couldn't even keep the red panda, and yet he actually let him come to this dangerous auction and put himself in danger.

"Woo, woo ...

Feeling the sympathetic gazes around him, he pretended to be very sad and walked forward with a large group of people who had come to watch the fun behind him.

It takes two corridors to get to the VIP room from here.

011 kept his head down, pretending to be disheartened, and didn't notice that the usually calm Galliard beside him unconsciously turned his head to glance at the corridor on the right, and then immediately lost his aristocratic composure and his pupils trembled.

wrong.

I definitely didn't see it wrong.

When Galliard came to his senses, his brain had already controlled his body to turn his gaze back inconspicuously, trying not to attract the attention of those around him.

The person who was walking towards here just now, whether from his gait or gloomy temperament, must be Lu Tai, right?

What if Lu Tai is outside...

Galliard looked at the door not far away. At this moment, the red panda had already opened the door excitedly, and then ran over and ran in with obvious traces of performance while crying mournfully.

When he went over to look inside, even though he was knowledgeable, his mind went blank.

Galliard subconsciously turned his head to take a look, and then coincidentally met the eyes of a familiar figure who had somehow mixed into the back of the crowd and was pursing his lips tightly.

etc.

If Lu Tai is outside, who is this guy in there covered like a dead person?

"Lu Tai, you can't die, Lu Tai. You can't abandon me and the ten children in the countryside..." 011 was so engrossed in the play that he didn't notice his host was almost biting his teeth in the crowd. He realized that what he said was so true and quickly changed his words, "The King of Children's Game Console just left on its own!"

After speaking urgently, he wiped the non-existent sweat from his fair forehead.

He secretly glanced at the gate to make sure that there was nothing wrong with the expressions on everyone's faces, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. However, just when he wanted to look away, his eyes suddenly swept across a familiar figure.

011 forgot about the mission for a moment and took a second look.

I thought to myself that the host doesn’t have an ordinary face, so how come there is someone who looks almost exactly like the host?

However, when he remembered that he almost swallowed someone's head downstairs, the little panda felt a little guilty. He immediately took out his anger on this person who looked very much like the host. He glared at him fiercely with his big eyes, which looked particularly pitiful because he had just cried.

[Hehe, you still want to trick me? I'm not the kind of villain system that can be easily fooled by humans!]

Fran, who was lying on the bed: ...

Galliard at the door: ...

The person involved, Lu Tai: ...

For the first time, the three chosen ones experienced what it felt like to be so helpless that they almost wanted to laugh, but things had come to this point and they couldn't just stop and start over.

Looking at the young widow crying at the grave in the room, Galliard sighed and was about to use his light brain to instruct the people he brought to move forward.

Don't let him worry about no one to support him. If he attracts some bad guys, the probability of this little fool's plan being exposed will increase to 100%.

As a result, I received a message from the other party the next second.

"Master, the contact must be confused too. We overheard them trying to figure out who sent the person in the room. They were arguing back and forth, no one admitting anything. I think their CPUs are about to burn out."

Galliard was speechless when he saw this reply.

Fortunately, several people who participated in this program had relatively high professional qualities.

Although I didn't understand, I still came.

011 was also wondering why no one had come to support him and drag the unlucky protagonist out. He was secretly looking around when he heard an unfamiliar male voice behind him.

"What happened?" A middle-aged man dressed as the person in charge came in from the door.

He had a rather serious look, which reminded people of the nitpicking dean from their school days. His tone was also condescending and arrogant, "Sir, please stop crying and tell us what happened first..."

"Why don't you let me cry!" 011 didn't know who they were and how they wanted to block his acting, and he instantly became fierce.

It is said that the arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate. Sure enough, after being scolded by such a bad guy, the middle-aged man immediately stopped frowning and his tone became much better.

011 groaned inwardly, but outwardly he still cried out as he lay on the young man's abdomen on the bed, "You left me alone at such a young age. How can I live on my own?"

These words made anyone who heard them sad and cry.

"Yaoyao, don't be sad anymore. This man is useless and cannot protect you for a lifetime. I will protect you from now on." Robert's voice became hoarse as he looked at the young man inside. After thinking about it, he stood up without knowing where the impulse came from.

Everyone present looked at him.

Robert also felt that it was not a good idea for him to take advantage of the situation and use his insignificant family background to seduce the widow. He would bear it no matter how they scolded him.

Just as he was prepared to be scolded, he saw several young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families who had always been at odds with him stand up in the crowd.

They really wanted to scold him. He was so confused because of a commoner whose background he didn't know. It was really a disgrace to them as children of aristocratic families.

I just don’t know who was the first to look directly at the young widow who had her head down, shoulders shaking, and tears streaming down her face.

Then, he was instantly mesmerized by that pretty little face that looked like a flower bud with dewdrops on it. Even though the beauty was frail, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for her.

The rich kids who were used to big scenes and considered themselves superior were instantly fascinated.

"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you! There are too many branches in Robert's family, and there are too many schemes. I'm the only one in my family. If you're willing, all my family property will be yours in the future!"

"Robert's family is not okay, but you are okay? Your father is so feudal that he makes the young widow cry every day, right?"

"Yes, let's go to my house! My family is a jewelry family. My parents are in love and they have a free love relationship. We are definitely not old-fashioned. We are better than him and your man who died early!"

…

A group of people who were originally arrogant and looked down on Robert's superficial behavior started arguing.

He didn't take the "corpse" on the bed seriously at all.

Lu Tai always felt that he had a vision of the red panda being fought over after his death. His emotions did not fluctuate too much, but at this moment his anger surged into his mind uncontrollably.

Galliard next to him immediately gave him a sarcastic look.

011 listened for a long time but didn't quite understand why these people suddenly changed the topic to his stay or departure. Although he was tempted by the jewels, he pretended not to care at all when looking at the young man on the bed.

By lying down and continuing to cry, she comforted the host on the bed who seemed particularly jealous recently, "Don't worry, I will always love you the most. I am the best person in the world with you!"

After he finished speaking, he straightened up, not noticing the young man on the bed moving his fingers.

Then the blush spread directly to the fingertips.

"Lu Tai, Lu Tai, you died so tragically, Lu Tai. I can't live without you, Lu Tai." Because of boredom, 011 cried and gradually lost the full emotions he had at the beginning.

Just when he was wondering why the plan was not moving forward, a new character finally ran in from outside the door.

The person who came in was a handsome young man. 011 felt like he had seen him somewhere before. He spoke fluent interstellar language. "We saw a colleague who had fainted on the way here. He said he thought he saw someone enter this room."

After he finished speaking, he waved towards the door, and a pale young man with freckles was immediately helped in.

"I'm sorry, if I had woken up earlier this wouldn't have happened!" The freckled young man covered his face and knelt down.

He appeared to be heartbroken, but in fact he was always looking at the boy in front of him from the corner of his eyes, wondering where they got such a pretty boy as an extra.

The manager next to him also reacted at this time, "What do you mean by that? And what's with the bruise on your neck?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd gathered at the door to watch the excitement instantly turned their eyes to the young man's neck, where there was an obvious mark as if he had been strangled by something.

"I happened to be patrolling this floor when I heard someone calling for help from afar, so I rushed over to see what was happening." The freckled young man touched his neck with a calm expression and then spoke, "I saw a VIP strangling another person. The person soon became motionless."

"I was scared and hid myself. I waited until the man left before I dared to sneak in to see what was going on."

"But when I went in, the person on the bed was already dead." The freckled young man blamed himself immensely. "I was so scared that I just ran away and didn't do anything first aid. I got caught again not long after I ran away. I had to play dead to avoid it."

He then looked at the boy beside the bed, his eyes filled with deep apology, "I'm sorry, if I had called the police directly or tried first aid, perhaps things wouldn't have turned out like this."

And 011 has been fooled at this moment.

He subconsciously failed to catch the opponent's play, and when he came to his senses, he quickly shook his head. He didn't expect that after trying so hard, he still lost to the talented player.

"None of this is your fault. It's your fault for hurting that scum Lu Tai!" 011's acting urges were aroused. With her brows furrowed and tears streaming down her face, she grabbed the young man's broad, bony hand and rubbed it against the side of her face.

"Lu Tai, wake up quickly! Didn't you say you would always be with me?"

Just when he felt the increasingly pitiful looks from the people around him and was about to add fuel to the fire, a large, hot hand suddenly grabbed his wrist, and then pushed the young man's hand away on the bed as if throwing away garbage.

"?" 011 looked over with a puzzled look in his eyes, and then he saw the person who looked very much like the host.

Just as he was about to attack this troublemaker with evil intentions written all over his face, Galliard, who had been leisurely watching the fun from the crowd, came over and said, "Their guardian is still dead. It's not a good idea to rush in and take advantage of them."

Galliard hinted at something and used his eyes to signal the other person to look at the motionless man on the bed.

Lu Tai: ...

He knew he was impulsive, but he couldn't stand the red panda rubbing against the man's hand. He finally said with a forced smile, "Don't rub it. You never know what kind of bacteria there might be on people's hands. It would be bad if you get an allergy."

He now really wants to throw this person out.

Lu Tai had never expected that he had just tied up the boy to avoid getting in the way, but when he came back, something like this would happen. Not only was his seat taken by someone else, but he also had to stand at the door and watch the little panda hugging someone else and crying loudly, calling his name.

"Allergic?" 011 was first attracted by the other party's familiar voice, but quickly shook his head.

There was absolutely no way he could have made a mistake. At that time, the host was so big and was wandering around the room. He personally sent the host to the bed.

011 glanced at him and snorted, "No matter how convincing you are, I can't mistake you."

"..." Lu Tai listened to the red panda's voice and knew that there was no way to explain the current situation. In order to avoid being used as a punching bag by the red panda in case the plan failed, he chose to keep quiet and silently followed Galliard's steps to the door.

011 followed the troublemaker out of the way and then set his sights on the freckled young man. "Do you know what characteristics that person has? Or any secretly filmed videos or something?"

He knew that the next step would probably be to expose the identity of Fran as a suspect.

"There's no video, but he used his mental power here, so there must be some residual mental power." The freckled young man didn't expect the boy to be so sensible, so he quickly followed his words.

011 looked at the rapidly rising villain value with great interest and pretended to be a little embarrassed, "Is there an instrument here to detect mental power?"

The climax of the story is coming!

"There are storage devices in the venue. Please wait for a moment while I ask someone to bring the equipment over." Upon hearing this, the manager next to him turned on the light computer on his wrist and clicked a few times.

After a while, someone came over with a beeping instrument.

The people present were not too surprised. After all, although this kind of professional equipment is basically only owned by law enforcement agencies, it is allowed to be stored in certain special occasions.

The auction house is one of them.

The manager clicked a few times with the object in his hand, and the instrument instantly projected a blue screen in mid-air. Countless people's heads flashed back and forth on the screen, and finally stopped at a figure that 011 was extremely familiar with.

The crowd suddenly became agitated.

"This kind of instrument usually doesn't make mistakes. Could it really be that Senior Fran did it? But he has no grudges against the people in the room, so why would he want to do such a cruel thing?"

"Before, I could say that there was no grudge or hatred, but look at the one crying and wiping tears, do you think there is still no grudge or hatred?"

"I think it makes perfect sense. Don't you understand the principle that an innocent man is guilty of possessing a treasure? Who wouldn't want to kill that useless man after seeing that beautiful girl's face?"

…

The whispered sounds of conversation gradually reached the ears of 011, who was trying hard to test the results of his work.

Although he didn't know why these people wanted to secretly kill the host because of him, he consciously understood this as he was very powerful, so these humans were vying to be his younger brothers.

"What a misfortune for this family. I heard that Fran's father went to jail because he took the blame for him." Someone in the crowd said this.

Someone else suddenly remembered and started muttering to their companion, "Speaking of which, why haven't we seen that old man? He loves things like potions. I remember he was at this auction."

"Yes, and I haven't seen Fran since then. Could it be that Fran, the unfilial son..."

The man didn't say anything more, but the people around who had been listening to the voice realized something, "Could it be that something has happened to the old man?"

Suddenly people became panic-stricken.

"I don't think I've seen Uncle either." Galliard, who was in the crowd, interjected calmly, "Why don't we check the surveillance cameras or something to try and find him? It would be terrible if something went wrong."

The blond young man looked very worried.

But there was a smile in his eyes.

"Okay, then we'll split up for now. One group will stay here to prevent Fran from coming back and committing crimes." A wealthy young man who looked high-ranking in the crowd thought for a moment and continued, "The other group will follow the guards and see if they can find the old man."

The group of people were instantly excited by what they heard.

They were not very old themselves, but at this moment they inexplicably felt like they were living in a police and gangster TV drama.

011 looked at their grand appearance and covered his mouth with his hands to laugh, but quickly stopped laughing before they looked over. He continued to cover his mouth and wipe away his tears while watching the young man lying in front of him.

Soon, the group of people who went to check the surveillance quickly walked out the door and followed the security guard towards the monitoring room.

[Host, host, we must have a big meal when we return home after this mission.] 011 Bored, he grabbed the hand of the young man on the bed and was surprised to find that the host's hand seemed to have a lot more calluses.

Is it because of the recent doubling of training?

011 didn't pay much attention to this matter. His attention was soon attracted by other things. He counted his fingers boredly and waited for about ten minutes before a group of people looking for Fran's father showed up outside the door.

The young man in the lead was very excited. "We've found the old man. Fortunately, we had the healing potion with us so that things didn't get worse."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw a haggard middle-aged man staggering towards him.

Then he bowed deeply to everyone present.

"It's my poor parenting that led to his misfortune today. I'll do my best to repay you all." He looked decades older than his previous high-spirited self, appearing even more aged and pitiful. "Especially this gentleman, please rest assured that I will never shield my child."

Fran's father bowed deeply again.

"Ah, thank you." 011 looked at the elderly man in front of him who always had hallucinations of another race, apologized for every turn, and was mainly preparing to do bad things next time.

Fran's father didn't care about his poor acting and just looked at the other juniors behind him. "I've called the police. The security team will be here soon. Don't worry, everyone. I've also sent a message to Fran. I'll persuade him to surrender."

He was like a father who seemed particularly helpless because of his rebellious child.

The people around were instantly filled with indignation.

"This Fran is really not a good guy. I used to think he was a bit pretentious at school, but he ended up charming the new students on the forum."

"That's right. At such an old age, he still needs his elderly father to clean up the mess and apologize for him. I think he should be the one to apologize."

"Who said he wasn't? I didn't quite believe what I saw on the forum before, but now I think I do. I originally thought he was such a noble man, but I didn't expect he would be so angry for a woman and hurt such an innocent person."

…

"These humans are such fence-sitters! I'm afraid they'd believe me even if I told them I killed him." 011 listened to the surrounding discussions, feeling incredibly clever while muttering to his host, Cricket, that these humans were just playing along.

He hadn't noticed at all that the young man he was allowing to touch her on the bed had actually been replaced by another one.

In fact, Fran had been hearing these rumors all along, and he also knew who released these messages. He thought he could remain completely calm, but for some reason he felt inexplicably embarrassed in front of the boy.

His eyes grew colder by the second, but softened again the next second because of the other party's whisper.

There are still people in this world who care about him.

011, who cares about Fran very much, yawns a little boredly when he hears the crickets around him. Although he is very ambitious, he is actually a very lazy little panda.

While no one around was paying attention, 011 sat on the bed while saying, "I don't want to leave you anyway."

Then she felt too tired to sit, so she kicked off her shoes and burrowed into the arms of the tall young man on the bed, still sobbing earnestly, "I can't live without you, Lu Tai, can you hold me again? I can't sleep without you holding me, sob!"

He thought he was being very discreet.

He had no idea that the second he climbed onto the bed, he had attracted the attention of everyone around him.

"Classmate Yao, if you can't sleep without someone holding you, I can reluctantly help you." Robert, who didn't care much about whether Fran killed anyone or not, blushed a little shyly.

Why did the passionate confession in front of so many people still make this somewhat rigid and eccentric rising star of the Edward family feel a little unnatural?

His face finally revealed the youthfulness unique to this age.

The people around them never imagined that in such a situation, someone would be so unethical as to steal the house and abandon the old man next to them because his son had committed the serious crime of murder.

So he immediately followed suit and began to condemn.

"Do you have any shame? You're taking advantage of someone's misfortune and wanting to sleep in your arms. Aren't you afraid of hurting someone with your skinny dick? Why don't you come over to me? I have huge pecs!"

"Yes, Robert is too shameless. The old man is so sad now and you still want to chase someone. Classmate Yao, ignore him. Come home with me and I will protect you!"

"What can your A-level talent protect? If he came home with me, I, an S-level psychic, would feel absolutely safe."

…

No one knew how the topic had turned to this point again, and no one noticed the gloomy look in the eyes of the amiable old gentleman they were talking about.

Fran's father never expected that the topic he had painstakingly guided would turn in such an outrageous direction.

He looked at the young man with red eyes not far away. He really had a good appearance, which was rare in the world. He didn't know which force had sent him to disrupt the situation.

Fran's father looked at the other person, trying to see if there was any way to minimize his influence.

The next second, his arm was suddenly hit hard by a gust of whistling wind. When he raised his head, he saw a familiar figure.

But he couldn't remember who this person was.

011 was slacking off while performing, and he didn't notice the fake host walking quickly towards him from behind. When he came to his senses, the thin blanket on his body was suddenly thrown away, and then he was hugged tightly in someone's arms.

He opened his mouth to ask for accusation, but found that the other party's gaze shifted to the "host" lying next to him.

"Little bastard." An extremely familiar voice came, and 011 was pinched on the face by the host who rarely gritted his teeth. Although the other party was angry, he was still gentle.

He finally felt that something was wrong.

011 looked up at him, then at the other "host" who had slightly opened his eyes and sat up. He reached out his hand to the mask on the young man's face in a daze, and then took it off with lightning speed.

Then the next second he discovered that the person holding him had a face exactly like the host's.

"???" 011 looked left and right, feeling like his motherboard was about to burn out. "Then, if you are the host, then who is the person lying on the bed?"

He struggled to free himself from his host's arms and then pointed his finger at the mask of the man on the bed.

But the next moment his wrist was grabbed, and then the young man on the bed slowly sat up, took off his mask himself, and then revealed a face exactly like Fran's.

Such a sudden scene stunned the people around.

"No, Fran is here, and the Lu Tai who the staff said was dead is standing here just fine." Robert in the crowd was also a little confused for the first time, with a blank look on his face as he looked left and right.

Fran slowly stood up, his voice strangely hoarse. "The details are pretty much the same as what that person said."

"It's just that I was the one who accidentally discovered that someone was planning to harm Mr. Lu." He cleared his throat, his tone still seeming unhurried and very calm in this situation. "After saving my classmate, I decided to pretend to be him. I wanted to see what the person in the dark was planning to do with all this trouble."

What he said was clear and logical, and the people around him had no reason to doubt it for a moment.

But something just doesn't feel right.

If we really want to see what's going on, wouldn't it be the same if Lu Tai just lay there alone? Why does he have to lie there alone?

But when I saw the boy next to me with his eyes red and swollen like a little rabbit from crying, I understood.

What a cunning and evil man.

[Host, why didn't you warn me in advance? I'm so dumb that I can even mistake someone for someone else!] 011 felt like he was about to be called an idiot and crazy by so many people staring at him. Although these people didn't say it out loud, they were definitely secretly calling him an idiot in their hearts.

He never considered that he had mistaken the person and forced him into the bed.

The haze between Lu Tai's eyebrows and eyes dissipated. He wiped away the tear marks on the other person's face with his fingertips. A flash of heartache flashed in his eyes, "You cried too much just now."

He didn't say it directly because the other party was too immersed in the play and he didn't want to disturb him.

"This is not all my fault. It's because you all look the same when you put on the mask." 011 was still muttering in the host's arms, not daring to raise his face. When he returned, he would definitely delete this incident from the record of his small world.

Otherwise, you will definitely be laughed at by other seniors.

The red panda in his mind waved its claws ferociously and stomped on the little man with the word "host" written on it, then snorted arrogantly.

Lu Tai ignored the envious and jealous looks around him and just focused on helping the red panda wipe its face.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this, but it was not easy for them to intervene in the current situation, so he carried the red panda towards the door and left the stage to the father and son to sing.

Fran also knew what he meant and looked at his father whom he had not seen for a long time.

The other party seemed to have just come to his senses. The moment he saw him, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. "Dad knew you wouldn't be that kind of person. You really didn't let me down."

Fran's father had tears in his eyes.

"Since you're okay, I'll leave first. I know you definitely don't want to see me now." He lowered his head as if trying to maintain the last bit of dignity as a father.

Fran, however, was not interested in following his father's filial piety here.

He looked at his father, who seemed ten years older, his face expressionless. "Father, this matter has not been thoroughly investigated. Although I didn't fall into the trap, I still have no clue why you were attacked for no reason."

"If you leave now, it will only interrupt the clues, so you should wait for the security team to arrive."

Fran knew exactly who had done this.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man continued to act like a poor father who was not accepted by his children with great psychological strength. He sighed slightly and said nothing.

After a long moment, he murmured, "Okay."

In fact, he was not so hopeless. When the man was thinking about how to break the deadlock, two particularly familiar figures appeared outside the door.

His pupils shrank instantly when he caught sight of their faces.

The two men knelt tremblingly, as if they hadn't received his warning. "The surveillance, as well as secretly kidnapping him and making him unconscious to frame him, were all done by him."

"There's nothing we can do. We framed Young Master Fran because we were following his orders." The older young man pointed at Fran's father in the crowd with some trepidation.

As if threatened by something, he still stammered the truth even when receiving the resentful gaze from the middle-aged man.

Fran's father, however, looked as usual. He just stared at the two men with gritted teeth, "Who sent you? You couldn't frame my child, so you framed me?"

He was about to go over, but was stopped by a tall figure.

"Let's wait until the security team comes to frame us. You shouldn't be unable to wait for a while." Fran looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with a very calm tone.

If these two people didn't have evidence, the other party would definitely not act so out of control.

Fran's father was choked by his words. Just as he was about to retort, he suddenly heard a soft male voice from the crowd, "You've been blinded by just a few words from an outsider. It seems our young military academy chief still needs to improve."

[Is this... the marshal's youngest son from that storyline who was secretly jealous because Fran was prettier than him?] 011 looked at the scene, and the young man in white, who pushed through the crowd, shrank back behind the host.

He always felt that this person looked at him in a strange way.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to have just glanced over here unintentionally and quickly looked away. 011 watched as the young man with the words "I am a villain" written on his face approached and kicked the two people kneeling on the ground hard.

He recognized the younger one among them; he was the young human who was supposed to be placed here to play dead but was snatched back alive.

The red panda felt a sudden pang of remorse when he realized he had been robbed of his life. He frowned at the human who had been kicked, a trace of blood trickling from his lip. "How can villains of different classes bully each other?"

011The more I watched, the more I felt sorry for it.

He secretly hid behind the host and observed. When the other party was about to kick him again, he pretended to walk over inadvertently and tripped his leg behind the person.

Just when the arrogant youngest son of the marshal retracted his feet and took a step back, he suddenly felt as if there was something behind him. He didn't pay attention and his body became unstable and he almost fell to the ground.

"Who did it?! If I find you, I'll chop off your feet!" He was embarrassed in front of so many people and was instantly furious.

When 011 saw his flushed face, he immediately hid his achievements and fame and ran back to the host.

In the end, the human's gaze caught my eye again, and then the other person's angry voice came, "What are you laughing at? I look funny, don't I? Go break his legs. He must have tripped me just now."

A completely nonsensical sentence.

The marshal's youngest son actually couldn't be sure whether he was the one who tripped himself, but when he looked at that beautiful face, he felt an urge in his heart and just wanted to destroy it completely.

"!" 011 didn't expect that he was still being targeted even though he ran so fast.

He looked away guiltily, looking at the other person like a red panda with its fur standing on end. "You assaulted someone in broad daylight. Where did your justice go? Even Fran's father couldn't stand it with evidence. How can you use your opinion to convict me?"

011 had no idea that his figure had been in the sight of someone not far away.

Just as he saw the human's face getting redder and redder, as if he was going to come and beat him without thinking, the two tall and strong guards who were sent over were quickly disarmed and controlled.

Then, the sound of slow footsteps could be heard. 011, who was hiding behind the host, poked his head out curiously. "Huh? I think this person looks familiar."

It feels a bit like the host.

"As for matters like this, I think it's better to leave it to the security team to handle." The black-haired man approached with a smile, his tone gentle and soft, which was different from his sharp and handsome appearance.

011 I just thought about it for a long time but couldn’t figure out who this person is.

But after hearing the other party's voice, he immediately thought of the poor human whose head he had eaten today.

This human seemed to be of a very high status. Even the annoying marshal's youngest son lowered his head and said nothing after hearing this. He glared at him hatefully and left.

011 felt confused. He ran towards the man as if he was sure that there were no dangerous animals around.

He first looked at the woman for a while, then touched his chin and handed over the mask he had been carrying under her gentle gaze. "Maybe it will be easier to tell the difference if you wear different masks. This is for you. I made it myself."

The handsome boy with lively short orange hair pursed his red lips and smiled, revealing two shallow dimples.

"Take care of yourself. Now, thank you for coming out to help me out." Although 011 didn't know many things due to the intranet classification system, he also understood that the timing of the other party's appearance just now was too coincidental.

The narcissistic little panda puffed out his chest proudly. As expected, he was the most popular system in the entire system world.

After delivering his thank-you gift, he hummed a song and skipped away holding the host's hand, not noticing the man behind him holding a mask and looking at him thoughtfully.

"This little thing is quite interesting, and quite clever. I can tell you're here to help." The young man next to him, with light eyes and a hint of nervousness, smiled, "Since it's so well behaved, should we still take it away as planned?"

The black-haired man withdrew his gaze and looked at the mask in his hand. He put it in his hand without much care and said, "If you like it, keep it. I will still catch people."