Game of Destiny: This player is different

Cheng Xiaoxiao's first reaction was, what is this Qin Shisan doing?

The second reaction was, how did he know I was nearby?

The third reaction was, how did he get into the wedding procession?

And why did they have to chat privately? What was the reason that they couldn't say it in the group?

After sending three consecutive questions, Captain Cheng moved to another place to hide so as not to violate the prohibition of being still for a long time.

Soon Qin Nuo sent a message.

Qin Shisan: The matter is complicated and it will take a while to explain it clearly. Captain Cheng, I need you to cover for me outside.

After reading the message, Cheng Xiaoxiao did not agree immediately.

She was not sure whether the Qin Shisan who sent the message was possessed by a ghost.

After all, it was incredible that a living person could come and go freely among the ghosts.

If you just believe it, you will end up with a large number of ghosts.

Isn't it like putting your flesh in the tiger's mouth and baiting the tiger's mouth?

It's a complete waste.

Cheng Xiaoxiao was struggling.

Two fingers rested on the keyboard, but she couldn't type a single word.

After a while, a new private message came.

Qin Shisan: Captain Cheng, I want to ask you something. Is your 704 Bureau equivalent to the police in the gamer circle?

Cheng Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes, wondering why the topic suddenly changed.

But this question can still be answered.

She typed truthfully: Almost, as long as the incident is related to supernatural phenomena, it will generally be contacted by the police and handed over to us for handling.

Qin Shisan: Oh, then you are the policewoman?

Cheng Xiaoxiao: What do you mean?

Qin Shisan: I'm just curious, should the man who pursues you be called a licking dog or a police dog.

There was a silence.

Soon Qin Nuo sent another message: Captain Cheng, there is another question.

Why did no one pay attention to me when I said I wanted to blow up the earth, but when I said I wanted to blow up the gas station, you police invited me to have tea?

Is the earth less important than the gas station?

Captain Cheng, I have another question...

Are you SpongeBob!

Why are there so many strange questions!

Cheng Xiaoxiao was speechless and even a little crazy.

She immediately replied: I don't know!

In the police station, no one dared to talk to her like this.

While she was angry, she also confirmed a fact.

The guy who was "typing" on the other side of the screen was undoubtedly Qin Shisan himself.

On the other side, Qin Nuo, who was typing quietly, exhaled a foul breath.

It's so difficult!

Society is developing and the times are progressing.

The most basic trust between people has disappeared.

The world is going downhill and people's hearts are not as good as before.

It's not easy to gain the trust of Captain Cheng, a powerful thug.

After putting away his mobile phone, he looked at the reception hall that had become a wedding scene.

The lights were decorated and the gongs and drums were loud, what a festive style.

The fluorescent lights originally installed on the top were replaced by torches.

Several flames decorated the hall, making the room transparent and as bright as day.

The only flaw was that there was no warmth.

It was chilly.

As for the group of people in the wedding party.

They sat down at the tables one by one and chatted with each other.

For a while, the emcee on the stage was presiding over the wedding process step by step, and the guests below were talking at once.

The voices were noisy and quite lively.

He steadied his breath and pretended to be very natural and walked back and forth.

In fact, he could be so free among the ghosts and monsters, all thanks to the shroud jacket on his body.

This Horcrux worn by the cat-faced old lady for many years can cover the breath of the living, so that it will not be discovered by ghosts and monsters, and even be recognized as the same kind.

Of course, Qin Nuo only knew it after forcing the possessed spirit.

Let's get back to the topic.

The wedding is going on in full swing.

While the guests were chatting, a dozen young girls came out from the kitchen, carrying dishes to each table.

Qin Nuo, who found a seat at random, was slightly amazed when he saw the dishes served.

It was the first time he saw someone eating like this at a banquet.

There were a lot of dried fruits.

Black melon seeds, white melon seeds, walnut dip, sugar almonds, fresh fruit candied snacks, etc.

That's not all.

Hibiscus cake, Lama cake, fried meatballs, fried Yuanxiao, green plum tangerine cake, round meat melon strips...

The table was almost full before the main dishes were served.

Well, they were afraid that everyone would not be full, right?

While the dishes were served, the MC in front started to report the gift account.

The gift account, to put it bluntly, is the account book used by the host to record the gift money of the guests during weddings, childbirth, opening of a business, housewarming, and funerals.

The amount of the gift bill in ancient times can roughly reflect a person's financial strength.

Those who have a close relationship with the host will pay more.

Those who have a distant relationship will naturally pay less.

It's not so difficult for ordinary people, but if the host is a wealthy family, the gift bill will be very high.It was a different kind of competition to show off their wealth.

Qin Nuo scratched his head. He knew about reporting expenses.

But he had never seen anyone reporting expenses on the spot.

Didn't the couple always go home and settle their expenses after the wedding?

When he was wondering, he heard the MC read out in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, Old Master Wang, for the two 100-year-old ginsengs."

Then several young men and women in the audience clapped their hands happily and told the people sitting next to them that this was given by my grandfather and belongs to our family.

"Thank you, Old Song, for a jade ruyi, and Grandma Luo, a string of sandalwood Buddhist beads and ten pills."

At this time, an old lady in the crowd smiled and nodded to the people around her.

Qin Nuo noticed that the first few people who reported their expenses were in the front.

They must have a close relationship with the host family.

It's just that the gifts they gave were a bit strange.

As the report was going on, the MC suddenly shouted: "Niu Jinhua Niu Laotai's distant nephew, Niu Xiaomao."

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to Qin Nuo.

Needless to say, Niu Xiaomao is his current vest.

As for this Niu Jinhua Niu Laotai...

It is the real name of the cat-faced old lady who was killed at the gate before.

The meaning of the MC's shouting is very clear, you haven't given the gift yet.

Qin Nuo scratched his head, he really forgot about it.

I was careless...

"If I don't take something out now, it will definitely arouse suspicion."

He tightened his shroud jacket and walked to the MC holding the black and white photo frame.

Under the gaze of everyone, he took out a black thing from the backpack.

"Niu Xiaomao, what is this?"

The MC pointed at the object in Qin Nuo's hand and asked.

"Chuantianlei, I made a super-large salute specially for the master."

Qin Nuo lied without blushing, holding a black thermos bottle called "Chuantianlei", which was actually an IED bomb.

The MC looked left and right, and said in confusion: "I have heard of Chuantianhou, but this is the first time I have heard of Chuantianlei."

"Foreign things have strange names, so it's normal. Be careful, don't bump into them, or they will explode."

"Huh?"

After stuffing the IED into the other party's hand, Qin Nuo turned around and walked away.

The gift-giving thing was over.

The MC held the "Chuantianlei" tremblingly, and after putting it in a relatively far place, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this point, the first half of the wedding process was over.

Next, it was the turn of the newlyweds to come out and get married.

Qin Nuo sat back in his seat as if nothing had happened, and glanced at the exit on the other side of the hall.

The direction pointed by the pointer was there.