Chapter 77 Catering at No. 66 Wutong Road
Little Red Riding Hood knew that people living in a foreign land must be weird, but she found that she still underestimated the weirdness of the "family of three" here in Yu Sheng.
Especially when they start eating.
A puppet who didn't need to eat sat upright on the dining table with a set of special bowls and chopsticks in front of him, looking like he was being offered a sacrifice. A fox demon with a bunch of tails would constantly take out all kinds of snacks from his tails while eating. His diet was extremely chaotic, including but not limited to pancakes wrapped in steamed buns, peppers with bananas, and just anything he could stuff into his mouth. But the strangest thing was Yu Sheng - he actually ate human food.
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Yu Sheng noticed that Little Red Riding Hood was a little dazed, and thought that this girl was a little reserved because it was her first time visiting here, so he greeted her warmly: "Eat your food, eat your food. I tell you, I am quite confident in my cooking skills..."
He was halfway through his speech when he suddenly remembered something and pointed at a dish on the table and added: "Oh, by the way, you'd better not eat this."
Little Red Riding Hood was stunned for a moment when she heard this. Seeing that it was just an ordinary-looking plate of stir-fried pork with peppers, she looked puzzled and asked, "Why?"
"This is made from exotic 'local specialties'. I'm not sure if ordinary people can eat it," Yu Sheng explained casually, "Anyway, Irene and Hu Li are quite resistant to it."
Little Red Riding Hood looked a little dazed: "Exotic...local specialties?"
"It's the flesh cut from the entity - Hunger. I like it - but most people don't eat it," Yu Sheng said frankly, and he didn't forget to add a sentence to himself, "I still have common sense in this regard."
Then he saw the girl sitting across the table frozen in place, as if petrified.
After several seconds, Little Red Riding Hood suddenly blinked, and looked stiffly at Irene who was sitting on the table smelling the food: "Really... a niche language..."
"First time, huh?" Irene reached out and patted Little Red Riding Hood's arm, looking like an experienced person. "I had the same reaction as you when I heard it for the first time - don't doubt it, it's that thing. You've seen with us how the entity in the valley was destroyed, so don't make such a fuss - it's cooked and eaten after all."
"This is best eaten cooked," Yu Sheng nodded as he picked up a piece of fried meat with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. "I tried sashimi, but it didn't work. It was too dry."
Little Red Riding Hood looked at the rest of the dishes on the table with horror, and suddenly began to regret why she accepted Yu Sheng's invitation today. She had originally just thought that she would have a chance to get in touch with this strange "person" and the strange No. 66 Wutong Road, and perhaps get some new information about this foreign land, which she could sell for a good price at the Secret Service. But now she realized one thing:
If an entity appears harmless to humans and animals, then it must be extremely evil in other places. If a foreign land looks particularly safe, then it must have very creative spiritual pollution...
Little Red Riding Hood swallowed nervously, looking at Yu Sheng who was eating heartily, and suddenly wanted to ask: "After you finish this, you should not eat me, right?" But after hesitating for a long time, she still didn't dare to say it out loud.
"It doesn't suit your taste?" Yu Sheng felt a little strange when he saw the girl sitting opposite him without moving her chopsticks for a long time. "Well, I have a heavy taste, but you can try this dish of green vegetables, it's still okay."
Little Red Riding Hood was stared at by this gaze. She didn't dare to hide or shake her head. After holding it in for a long time, she hesitantly stretched out her chopsticks to take a bite. She kept repeating to herself "this thing is edible" while swallowing it like swallowing medicine, and then she was surprised to find that it tasted good.
It's just a normal stir-fry.
"My benefactor, is your cooking skill good?" Hu Li beside him laughed happily.
Little Red Riding Hood nodded subtly. Seeing Hu Li eating non-stop, and thinking about how he seemed to have been eating non-stop since he came in, she couldn't help but get curious: "You eat so much, won't you feel full?"
"No," Hu Li's tail swayed behind him, "Eat more and save some tails to help you fight when the time comes."
little Red Riding Hood:"……?"
What a mess!? She suddenly began to doubt whether there was something wrong with her ability to understand. She even felt that No. 66 Wutong Road seemed to be running a "world view" that was completely different from the normal world. It looked like normal things and sounded like normal words, but why was there something weird everywhere? At this moment, Yu Sheng's voice sounded from the side, interrupting Little Red Riding Hood's random thoughts: "By the way, I invited you to my house today because I have something else I want to consult you about."
"Ah...ah?" Little Red Riding Hood took a while to react and looked at Yu Sheng with a confused look.
Yu Sheng didn't know why the other party reacted like this, and he didn't think much about it, so he asked directly: "How do 'spiritual detectives' like you usually work? In other words, is there anything you need to pay attention to when you are a spiritual detective?"
"Regular work? Most of the time I accept outsourcing from the Secret Service. Sometimes I also get help from other organizations or individuals, but the latter are unstable," Little Red Riding Hood said casually, "Most of the main commissions for spirit world detectives actually come from the Secret Service, or the subcontracting units under the Secret Service. After all, they are official organizations, they are well-informed, and many commissions are directly summarized by them - look at this."
As she spoke, she took out her cell phone, operated it for a few times, and then showed it to Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng looked over curiously and saw a long string of chat interfaces on the phone screen.
More than half of the chat avatars have a unified logo and a note from the Secret Service.
"This is a special platform built by the Secret Service. It can be used by both spirit world detectives and independent investigators. People usually use it to exchange intelligence and chat. Public commissions are also placed on it. The official name is 'Border Communications', but many people simply call it 'Didi Job'..."
Yu Sheng listened to the other party's description in amazement and wanted to take another look at the content on the screen, but Little Red Riding Hood had already put the phone back.
"Ordinarily, this shouldn't be shown to others. It should be kept secret from ordinary people. But although you are not a detective or investigator of the spiritual world, you are not an ordinary person either, so I'll show it to you. As for what we should pay attention to in our line of work..."
Little Red Riding Hood paused for a moment, her expression showing a hint of sarcasm. "Everyone has their own work habits. If we have to say there is a common 'framework', there are only two. First, don't disrupt the order of the border area. Second, try to stay alive. If you really can't do the second point, try to die in a 'shallow' place, so as not to make it too difficult for the corpse collector."
She suddenly became confused again and looked at Yu Sheng curiously: "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
Yu Sheng said calmly: "Oh, we may become colleagues soon."
little Red Riding Hood:"……?"
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After dinner, Little Red Riding Hood left.
"Why did I feel like she had a weird expression when she left?" Irene sat at the table, muttering as she watched Yu Sheng clean up the dishes, "It was as if she was in a trance..."
"It's normal for high school students to be stressed out, not to mention that they have to work part-time during the holidays. The screen of her phone is cracked, and her living conditions may not be that good," Yu Sheng said casually while wiping the table. "That's why I thought of inviting her to my house for dinner, just to relax."
"Really?" Irene looked a little skeptical. "Why did I feel like she was even more nervous when she left than when she came..."
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"That's your illusion," Yu Sheng waved his hand. "Just trust my judgment. Only humans can understand humans. Besides, I was also a high school student. If I have the chance in the future, I'll definitely invite her to my home more often. That's for sure."
"Yes, really?"
As he was talking, Yu Sheng had already finished cleaning up the table. After handing the dishes to Hu Li, who volunteered to help wash the dishes, he let out a long sigh and prepared to get down to business.
"I'm going to open the door."
Irene, who was climbing down from the dining table and preparing to run to the living room to watch TV, turned around when she heard this: "Ah? Where are you going?"
"Go take another look at that valley."
Irene fell directly off the table leg, and both she and the painting fell to the ground with a thud.
"You've run out of meat in the refrigerator, right?" The little puppet got up in a panic and looked at Yu Sheng with horror, "Are you going to buy more?!"
"No," Yu Sheng quickly waved his hand, "It was the 'director' who came to see me today. I was a little concerned about what she said."
As he spoke, he told Irene what Baili Qing had specifically mentioned to him before leaving.
Miss Doll frowned as she listened. "Isn't this a trap... to trick you into stepping on a landmine or something? Those big shots who suddenly appear and talk a lot to you usually do this. I've seen it played out like this on TV."
"Then you should watch less TV," Yu Sheng rolled his eyes at the puppet, "Besides, even if she has other plans, I will still go to that valley to take a look."
Irene continued to frown: "Why?"
"I have something that I want to investigate. I left in a hurry," Yu Sheng said seriously. "Don't be so nervous. It's not like I can't come back. The passages are stable now. If something goes wrong, I can withdraw immediately."
"Well... okay," Irene thought about it and reluctantly put her mind at ease. "Do I need to tell Hu Li? She might be worried."
"I'm just going over to check out the situation. It shouldn't take too long. If she comes out to ask, just tell her I'll be back soon," Yu Sheng said, stretching his hand in the air. An illusory door opened in his hand. "But I estimate that I'll be out before she finishes washing the dishes. After all, I'm just taking a look."
Having said this he suddenly stopped and looked back at the door he had opened.
"…Should I have informed the Secret Service in advance?"
"You only remembered after the door was already open? Go in quickly, the complaint phone will come soon! Go ahead, I'll wait for you here."
(End of this chapter)
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