Chapter 69: Shocking Drama - Pighead's main job is eating, and his side job is killing...
"Your dishes are all here. Please enjoy."
It was the same blond waiter from before, dressed in a well-fitting suit, serving them the food.
"Your 1982 orange juice, with ice." The blond waiter handed over the orange juice with a smile.
Lin Xi took the orange juice and gave him a look:
Well done, Amuro.
Amuro Toru, who was wearing a restaurant waiter's uniform, gave her a look back:
Thank you for your compliment, sir.
Their eyes met, and everything was said without words.
Ye He Zhiya watched them exchange glances, speechless:
This gangster good-for-nothing actually has this kind of hobby.
Look at this guy, he's pale and looks weak, could he be the one below?
Tsk tsk tsk.
Lin Xi didn't care what he was thinking. She tasted all the dishes without hesitation.
Mm, this grilled tofu is good, that stir-fried pork is also delicious, and these fried oysters are sweet and plump, making your mouth water...
Perfect with ice-cold orange juice!
The restaurant they were in was not a private room, but an open dining table separated by screen-like wall panels.
The dining table was next to the floor-to-ceiling windows. A quick glance revealed the bustling streets and tall buildings. It was evening, and the lights were on. Outside, the lights shone brightly, and a dense crowd of people moved like ants along the ground.
The restaurant was brightly lit, a violinist played a melodious tune, and the diners were chatting quietly and laughing happily...
Lin Xi also joined in, eating happily at a fast yet elegant pace.
Only Yaga Chiya was out of tune with the harmonious and peaceful atmosphere around him.
He opened his mouth several times, trying to interrupt the person opposite him from eating, but failed.
Lin Xi enjoyed the meal very much.
Instead, he was restless and anxious.
Only when he had almost finished eating did Lin Xi gently put down his chopsticks.
"It's delicious, thank you for the treat, Mr. Congressman."
She had a smile on her face, as if she didn't notice Ye He Zhiya's anxiety at all. She opened her mouth and read out emotionlessly as if she was doing a task:
"Mr. Congressman, you are well-known. I have always heard about your deeds, such as your contributions to the development of Nagano Prefecture, but I have never had the opportunity to meet you." "Today I finally met you. Mr. Congressman is indeed as handsome and dignified as the rumors say. My respect for you, Mr. Congressman, will never cease like a torrential river..."
Yaga Tomomi: ...
I don't see any respect in that.
Also, where did this elementary school composition come from?
Lin Xi was still talking non-stop, like an NPC going through the story, while Ye He Zhiya was like a player with a gloomy face looking for the skip button.
Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted forcefully:
"Mr. Wakakusa, I believe we all need to reach some consensus—"
"I need the help of the Fengtan Group."
He had already seen that Wakakusa Koji was deliberately stalling for time, waiting for him to speak so that he could take more initiative in the conversation.
Yaga Tomomi had no choice but to tell the police, "I am also a child abuser and pervert. Someone is killing us social scums, but I am the county governor and a council member. You must protect me."
He put pressure on and asked for protection, but the police told him they couldn't find anything.
What on earth is the country keeping them for?
"Hey, I know you haven't been doing well lately."
Lin Xi shook his head and sighed.
"You must be thinking, oh my, what's going on? You're living a good life, and this old, blind man wants to kill you? Isn't it better for everyone to do business in harmony?"
"Especially the police. They're just your dogs, so why are they suddenly so rebellious? It's fine if they just investigated a healing center, but they're also trying to involve you. Tsk tsk tsk, how bold!"
Ye He Zhiya frowned, not knowing whether the person opposite him was being magnanimous or just being sarcastic.
There are some things that everyone knows in their hearts, but they cannot be said out loud, at least not in a restaurant where people are coming and going.
But thinking that the person on the other side might be an uneducated □□, he felt relieved:
"You can't say that..."
"Oh, no, haven't you ever considered that this isn't an accidental connection, but a deliberate targeting?"
"Do you trust them so much that you're sure they'll always protect you, rather than relying on other forces to eradicate this social cancer in one fell swoop?"
Lin Xi took the full bottle of orange juice from the blonde waiter with a smile, "Maybe they just want to kill you on purpose?"
"This..." Ye He Zhiya subconsciously wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that what this guy said did make some sense.
The police said that the incident at the healing center was reported anonymously by the public.
They just follow procedures.
What if this wasn't an anonymous tip at all, but was deliberately directed at him?
If you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem impossible...
Yaga Chiya also had political enemies and opponents, and his political enemies also had great power;
Maybe this was all a conspiracy against him.
There are also many people who want to kill him... What if these people reach a consensus and unite...
Beads of cold sweat broke out on Ye Hezhiya's forehead, and he muttered, "He's crazy..."
At this moment, a hand was placed on his shoulder.
Ye He Zhiya, who was in a state of extreme nervousness, was startled.
He turned around and met the blond waiter's half-smile.
That smile seemed to be mocking him for a moment, and then became humble in the next second, as if the sneer at that moment was just an illusion of Ye He Zhiya.
"Excuse me."
Amuro Toru placed the covered plate on the table and said with a smile:
"To give back to our customers, our restaurant is offering a free mysterious dish for every purchase of 88,888."
Yaga Tomomi:?
Why has this restaurant been having so many messy events recently?
Flashy.
He just hoped that the waiter would stay away from them and not disturb their conversation.
He waved his hand to indicate that he understood, but what puzzled him was that the waiter next to him did not move.
He looked up in confusion.
The blond waiter still had a smile on his face, but the more he looked at him, the gloomier and more strange his expression became; his blue-gray pupils shrank slightly, and he looked down at him from top to bottom.
Ye He Zhiya was stunned.
I don't know when the music stopped.
He turned to look at the violinist.
The violinist still had his violin on his shoulder, his hands holding the strings, but his eyes were fixed on him, his mouth wide open, smiling at him strangely.
Ye He Zhiya swallowed, his heart pounding like a drum, and looked around stiffly.
Ladies chatting about family matters, businessmen discussing business, waiters walking back and forth...
Now they were all silent, and turned towards him, their eyes fixed on him, and they smiled.
All sound died down briefly.
For a moment, the restaurant was so quiet that Ye He Zhiya could only hear his increasingly rapid breathing and the pounding of his heartbeat.
...What's going on?
Why are these people looking at him like that?
They all had that expression on their faces, that half-smile, half-smile, staring straight at him... It was the look of a hunter staring at his prey. That look gave him the illusion that he had become a fish on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered, and all resistance was in vain.
He didn't believe in gods or ghosts, but at this moment he couldn't help but wonder if this was retribution, a curse, or the revenge of a vengeful ghost.
The children he had killed, some of whom he couldn't even remember their faces anymore—
Will they seek revenge on him?
The fear that had been accumulating in Ye He Zhiya's heart these days finally broke out.
He couldn't help but tremble, his mouth moved, but he didn't dare to say anything.
He heard a chuckle from across the table.
The person opposite him didn't seem to notice how strange the atmosphere was, and continued to drink his orange juice leisurely: "Hey, people with hidden motives are easily frightened."
Yaga Tomomi:!
"Hey, you fellow," he whispered, "what on earth do you mean? Did you arrange for someone to scare me?"
He recovered a little from the shock.
He knew that there were no ghosts or gods in this world, let alone retribution. Everything was just a show put on for him by this damned underworld...
"What? Someone arranged to scare you?" Lin Xi showed a surprised expression. "Aren't we here to eat? Who is scaring you? Tsk tsk, aren't you a little too neurotic?"
"Don't play dumb," Ye He Zhiya said, "Didn't you call everyone in this restaurant?"
These people are still staring at him...
Ye He Zhiya twisted his body uncomfortably:
"I came here at your invitation. Tell your people to go away and stop playing these tricks on me."
"Ah? What are you talking about?" Lin Xi glanced around, the confusion on his face not seeming fake: "What's wrong with the people around here?"
Ye He Zhiya: "You——"
Are you still pretending? Why bother trying to scare him?
Or does the gangster on the other side really not know what he is talking about?
Is he suffering from mental breakdown and hallucinations?
Lin Xi, who was standing opposite him, comforted him: "—Alas, you care about the world and the livelihood of the people. You've worked yourself to excess. Look, you've even developed hallucinations from exhaustion."
"For your symptoms, my advice is to drink plenty of hot water and eat hot meals. Come on, let's see what this mysterious dish that 88888 Lei Xiao gives away is."
As Lin Xi spoke, he removed the golden round cover that was used to keep the dishes warm.
Ye He Zhiya's attention was drawn to him, and he stopped talking and looked at the plate.
The lid was opened, revealing a huge pig's head.
It is said to be huge, but it only looks huge visually; in fact, this pig is a piglet that has not yet grown up, and its head is very small, so it can be put into the plate and served whole.
The pig's head was still raw and had not been processed. Blood and hair were mixed together, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.
A big word "death" was written on the pig's head with red paint, right in the middle of the head.
Ye Hezhiya's eyes froze.
"Wow." Lin Xi let out an ambiguous exclamation.
What a realistic pig head.
Where did Toru Amuro get such scary props?
"You, you, you..." Ye He Zhiya tried to speak tremblingly, but he was so scared that his words were incoherent.
Lin Xi looked at him with a smile: "This is really a delicious dish, Mr. Ye He, don't you want to try it?"
"What, what is this thing!?"
"Hmm?" Lin Xi looked at the plate and lied with his eyes open: "Braised pig's head, it looks really good, doesn't it? Look at the thick and sticky sauce, and the aroma... Come here, this pig's head is specially prepared for you!"
Ye He Zhiya did not see the thick braised sauce, he only saw the sticky blood stained with black pig hair.
The strings in his head snapped, and two terrified hoarse sounds came out of his throat.
The gangster youth in front of him was still exclaiming how well the pig's head was roasted, but Ye He Zhiya just felt nauseous.
Is there something wrong with him, or are the people around him abnormal?
Everything that happened today was so weird.
No, he has to leave here quickly...
He was about to stand up and call his bodyguard when his wrist was grabbed.
"Mr. Ye He," the young man asked doubtfully, "where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry?"
He had a look of pure confusion on his face.
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