Mirror Authority

Chapter 41 Am I Conan? [Fourth update, add an update for the leader's talking elbow! 】

The appearance is mutated, either the eyes are enlarged, or the mouth is widened, and the whole face disappears. No matter how you look at it, it feels indescribably weird.

This is what is called...beautiful?
If you just look at the mirror image, the arrangement of flowers is not as good, at least the arrangement of flowers can distinguish the nose and eyes!
"what happened?"

Seeing his strange eyes, the girl looked over curiously.

In the mirror, a gourd-shaped human head was cracked, and a sound was coming out of the gap.

"It's okay, I just feel that the mirror appeared and changed our lives!"

"Yes, but I have to say, this thing is really beautiful!"

Zhao Le sighed.

Above, like a hanging city, reflected down, the colorful light shines on the surroundings, giving people a sense of confusion.

Yang Yi nodded.

If he wasn't in the mirror, he could see some weird things. In terms of the scenery alone, this upside-down city does give people a cyberpunk feeling, just like being in the future.

"Let's go, I know a place not far from the school, the taste is also very good!"

Seeing that the students around him looked over curiously, Zhao Le stopped talking and smiled.

Yang Yi and the two followed closely.

The place the other party said was indeed not far away, but it looked very high-end at first glance. It was a big hotel with bright lights and smooth tiles, like a mirror, reflecting light.

"Eat here?" Yang Yi and Zhang Zhen were all embarrassed.

They are all bitter haha, it is a luxury to go to a farmhouse to eat a meal, and this kind of star hotel cannot afford it at all.

"Since I'm asking you guys out, it's naturally my treat!"

Seeing their embarrassment, Zhao Le laughed.

She can eat here casually, her family conditions should be good.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhang Zhen's eyes lit up: "I heard that the chef of this hotel is very famous, especially the Sichuan cuisine, which can be called a masterpiece. I have long wanted to come and try it..."

Sure enough, when it comes to food, he is always the most professional.

Walking into the resplendent hall, a waiter greeted him: "Is this Miss Zhao? The private room you booked is over there, please come here!"

Zhao Le nodded and followed closely.

Yang Yi and Zhang Zhen looked around curiously like bumpkins entering the city.

In the middle of the hall is a pool, the water surface is very clear, a golden carp swims around, as if suspended in the air, and the fountain on one side makes a "ding dong!" sound, giving people a feeling of returning to nature.

The water surface reflected the surrounding lights, reflecting all the figures entering and leaving the hall.

After taking a look, Yang Yi's pupils suddenly shrank.

The waiter who was walking in front of Zhao Le and leading them had a huge nail stuck obliquely in his right eye, and blood slowly flowed down from his eye socket, soaking his clothes.

"This is... a mutant?"

Fist quietly clenched.

Only then did he feel that he was not Conan, but when he went out, he met again... Is it because there are too many mutants, or is his luck really bad?

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the rapid beating of his heart, he turned his head to look at the reflections of the other waiters, his face became even paler.

The three waiters all had blood on their faces. One had a nail pierced through his forehead, one had a nail pierced through his temple, and one had a thick nail stuck in his throat. When he spoke, blood flowed.

There are only four waiters in the lobby...all of them are mutants, and they all seem to be dead!
what happened?

Shocked and at a loss, the voice at the same table rang out: "Yang Yi, what are you doing?"

Yang Yi looked up, only to realize that the two of them had already reached the door of the private room and were about to go in

"I'll just take a look, you guys go in first!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that he looked like he had never seen the world, knowing that it might be the first time he had come to a hotel of this size, Zhang Zhen and the girl walked in without saying much.

After calming down, Yang Yi felt cold all over.

In the current situation, the four waiters I saw were all mutants. Are there any others?
In such a large star-rated hotel, there must be twenty or thirty waiters. Could it be that other people have also mutated?
If so, it would definitely be considered a major event.

Moreover, the special operations team probably didn't know about it, otherwise, they would have sent someone over to arrest him long ago.

He took out the makeup mirror from his arms, pretended to tidy his hair, turned around in a circle, and reflected all the waiters in the living room.

Two receptionists and two waiters also had their necks tilted, some tongues stuck out, and some eyeballs fell out of their sockets. In reality, they were smiling and beautiful, but in the mirror they looked like hell, reflecting Shura ghosts one by one.

The entire hotel...is actually full of dead people!
"Call them away first, and find out what's going on!"

Letting out a breath, Yang Yi's eyes flickered.

The rice must be inedible. In such a weird place, I really don't know what kind of ingredients will be used for the meals.

Thinking of this, he strode towards the private room.

"Okay, just order this much..."

Before entering the room, I heard Zhao Le's voice.

"Squeak!" The door opened, and the waiter holding the menu walked past with a smile.

Yang Yi pushed the door open and entered, seeing that the two had already sat down on their seats: "Why don't we eat here..."

Before the girl could answer, Zhang Zhen interrupted him: "Yang Yi, what's the matter with you? My classmate, Zhao Le, has such a kind heart, why refuse? It's so bad!"

"Yeah, I've come here, and I've ordered the dishes. If I leave now, I won't be refunded!" Zhao Le stuck out his tongue, looking very playful.

"This……"

Yang Yi wanted to say something else, but his deskmate had already come to him, pulled him down on the seat, and quietly lowered his voice: "I just saw that she has already paid for it, just eat at ease, it's not a fairy dance..."

"..." Yang Yi.

Is this really a matter of fairy dancing?

Although depressed, I also know that now I can't say that this place is all about mutants, and if I forcefully leave, it will be useless if they don't follow.

How to do?
"Don't be so nervous. We are all mutants. Our lives are different from before. It will be very easy to make money in the future. It's just a meal. At worst, if you have money, just treat me to it!"

Thinking he was embarrassed, Zhao Le kindly comforted him.

I gave the boy another evaluation in my heart: honest and honest.

Then he glanced at Zhang Zhen... and gave him the same evaluation: poor, loves to eat, thick-skinned, and greedy for cheap.

"All right!"

Knowing that the two of them would not be persuaded to leave, Yang Yi had no choice but to agree, and just wanted to see what was going on with this hotel run entirely by mutants.

Seeing that he didn't mention it anymore, but a little nervous, Zhao Le smiled and said: "Actually, this restaurant is opened by a friend of my father's. I get a discount for eating here. It's not as expensive as I imagined."

"You know the boss?"

Yang Yi frowned.

Now that I know that boss... This Zhao Le, did he know that there are mutants here?
Could it be that asking them out is not for a meal, but...a Hongmen feast?

Thinking of this, I immediately became nervous.

(Congratulations to Elbow God's new book "The Nomenclature of the Night" for breaking the [-] mark, and thank him for being the leader of this book, and finally continue to ask for monthly tickets and recommended tickets!!)

(End of this chapter)