Chapter 2979 2991 [In Collusion]
——Without that creepy and hateful gaze, I can finally choose the dead with peace of mind.
Curacao hid in a corner where Jiang Xia couldn't see him, and clicked on "President Damon" in a good mood, as if he had already seen a small black coin falling into his account with a ding-dong.
However, when I poked my finger down and lifted it up, there was no clicking sound as usual.
“?” Curacao instinctively felt something was wrong. She frowned and took a closer look. Only then did she discover a small “Closed” label in the upper right corner.
——The betting time has actually ended.
“…”
"???"
An organizational cadre tightly grasped his cell phone, as if he felt a strong sense of malice and targeting.
——She finally had a sure bet, and finally managed to add a little more money to her poor account, but she missed the chance just because Wu Zuo suddenly greeted her?
For a moment, an indescribable feeling surged in my heart - it was the anger that the coin had already jingled into my pocket, but then grew two legs and jumped out and ran away.
"What do you mean?" Curacao exuded the fragrance of aloe vera. "What do these two people mean?"
One interrupted her betting, and the other closed the betting in time. After staring at the cold interface in silence for a moment, Curacao gritted his teeth and clicked on Vodka's communication interface.
——If I don’t dare to settle the score with Wu Zuo, then could I dare not settle the score with you?
…
On the other side, Vodka received the news: "..."
He read the condemnation sent by Curacao three or four times, and finally understood what she was saying: "I am in cahoots with Uzo? Are you crazy or am I crazy? "
However, the situation raised by Curacao really made Vodka feel uneasy, and he began to wonder whether this so-called "cooperation" was a coincidence or a collaboration.
"If it's the latter, doesn't that mean Uzo has discovered my little program?"
As this thought flashed through his mind, Vodka shuddered, and the hairs on his back seemed to stand up.
"No, it's impossible, absolutely impossible." Vodka took a deep breath and comforted himself rationally, "I am a professional programmer. If Uzo really broke in, the multiple protections I set up would have given a warning long ago. And now that it hasn't happened, it means that this situation has not happened. My Passerby Mutual Aid Association is still safe."
"As for what happened to Curacao just now... I closed the market at the normal time. Who made this woman so hesitant and unwilling to place a bet? - Didn't Vermouth miss the betting time before? It shows that this kind of thing can't happen just by calculation. Everything is just accidental."
While Vodka was mentally disliking Curacao's meddling, he verbally consoled her with a few words.
Then he ignored the other party's hint about the little black coin, coldly closed the dialog box, and continued to listen to the recording sent by Vermouth from the scene.
"Wait, that means there are two other cadres besides Wuzo at the scene?" Vodka realized this belatedly, his eyes lit up, "This is a good time to observe..."
…
When several organizational cadres were muttering in private.
The Damen family.
The others didn't have so many thoughts. After arranging the rooms, the youngest son looked at Jiang Xia and the others and said apologetically, "I'm really sorry for what happened just now. The attitude of my eldest brother and sister-in-law was really inappropriate for hospitality."
After a few polite words, the maid continued to introduce like a tour guide: "The bathroom is over here. Just walk along the corridor and you will see it."
She led everyone to find the way so that the guests would not get lost when they were in a hurry.
As they walked along, Conan felt that this was larger than some of the exhibition halls in Tokyo. He looked around curiously and pointed in another direction that the group had not been to: "What is that room for?"
The maid followed his gaze and laughed, "The room at the end of the corridor is the young master's favorite video room. From there, a little to the left is the kitchen. Between the video room and the kitchen, there is a small door leading to the yard. You can also go out from there to enjoy the view."
…
After a brief stroll around the house, the maid took them to the living room as instructed by President Daimon.
Tea and drinks were served, and they chatted for a while while eating and drinking. The shoji next to them was pushed open, and the maid appeared at the door. She whispered to the president, "The old lady said she is not feeling well tonight and wants to rest early, so she can't come."
President Daimon sighed, "She's doing this again. We finally have so many guests here, and she's really spoiling the fun."
Seeing this, the eldest sister-in-law next to her took the opportunity to laugh and said, "I guessed that mother-in-law would not be in the mood to eat today."
"..." Judy's hand holding the chopsticks froze, and she had a bad feeling. "Why? Is today a special day?"
The eldest brother quickly tried to interrupt: "Kayoko, stop talking nonsense!"
The eldest sister-in-law rolled her eyes. She used to be a submissive and filial daughter-in-law, but now, as she has seen through her husband's incompetent nature, she has given up hope of inheriting the property.
Since she no longer needs help from others, she will of course not be so obedient.
After perfunctorily brushing off her husband with one sentence, the eldest sister-in-law turned around and complained to the guests, "Let me tell you, every time the anniversary of General Xiuyou's death comes, my mother-in-law will hide in the room with the Buddhist altar and worship until midnight, saying that this is the time when General Xiuyou committed suicide.
"Once she said that she heard the sound of General Xiuyou committing suicide - it was scary, right? So from then on, every year at this time, she would go to bed early.
"A person who worships General Xiuyou every day was actually frightened by the noise of his suicide. I really don't know what my mother-in-law thinks every day."
The eldest brother couldn't stand it anymore and scolded: "Mom's health is not good to begin with, you should pay more attention to it, why are you still mocking me!"
Before the sister-in-law could retort, President Daimon snorted, "You still have time to think about these things? - Instead of pretending to be filial, you might as well spend more time on work!"
“…”
The eldest brother was silent.
Seeing that the atmosphere began to become tense because of the news she brought, the maid had to try to ease the atmosphere.
She asked the guests for fun, "How was dinner tonight?"
"It's delicious!" Mao Lilan was the first to understand her intention and cooperated tacitly, changing the subject, "Especially this bowl of rice, I've never eaten such delicious rice!"
Hearing her cooking skills being praised, the maid laughed sheepishly: "Because this is rice cooked in a stove."
"No wonder there are rice crusts." Jiang Xia took a bite of this original and pollution-free crispy chip, "It tastes good."
Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, the eldest sister-in-law rolled her eyes and said, "By the way, Dad, what do you think of the next president candidate..."
(End of this chapter)
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