Chapter 65 The bottom of the prosperous investigation of the second realm
"What did Boss Yi say?" I turned to look at Boya who had just stood next to me and asked.
I asked the question loudly on purpose so that Changcha, who was still making gestures on the sand table and talking, could hear clearly.
Changcha heard it, because as soon as I finished speaking, he shut up immediately, and then looked at Boya nervously, his eyes full of anxiety.
Of course Boya knew what I meant, but he did not answer my question, but began to look up and down at Changcha.
Changcha was so shocked by Boya's look that the corners of his mouth twitched a few times. It looked like he wanted to say something, but he still didn't dare to say a word.
"Are you panicked?" Boya asked coldly.
"No, no, do you have any advice from Mr. Yi?" Changcha wiped the sweat from his forehead. The sweat included sweat from when he just directed his subordinates to work, and cold sweat from being frightened by Boya's words.
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I looked at the hot and cold sweat show on Changcha's forehead with admiration, and felt a little happy in my heart - I almost lost my life in the sandbox of this damn fat guy Changcha, and now I'm just having fun with him, thinking
I really admire my generosity!
"Have you prepared your body for Anrich?" Mr. Yi asked Changcha, patting his shoulder behind him.
Even though Mr. Yi only patted her a few times, Changcha's body twitched as if he was electrocuted, and he almost collapsed on the ground.
"President, why do I think this fat guy Changcha has something up his sleeve!?" Boya leaned into my ear and muttered.
Indeed, I didn’t say what to do to Chang Cha! Just now, I did go a little too far and “scratched” Chang Cha’s neck. But I didn’t pursue it any further, but Chang Cha’s appearance changed.
, obviously abnormal.
"Mr. Yi, I don't have high-end goods like 'body' here. Otherwise, why would I keep those things?" Changcha stretched out his hand and wiped his forehead, but the sweat on his head had long since dried, and there was nothing to wipe.
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"President, how are you going to interrogate Anrich when he is detained without even a body?" Mr. Yi asked me expressionlessly, speaking in a tone as if there was no bag for potatoes.
But the way he looked at me was questioning.
"Boss Lao Yi, what do you mean?!" I burst into anger, "If I could understand what he was doing, I would
Are you asking Boya to ask you?"
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Yes, I spoke the truth in a hurry. As soon as I said it, I regretted it - it was really stupid! It must be a side effect of the werewolf frequency field in my body being activated, which made my brain go crazy.
When I thought about this, I was so angry that I hit my head. I stretched out my arms and grabbed Mr. Yi's collar with a bang, and stared at Mr. Yi with a faint green light in my eyes.
, and cursed loudly: "If you, the immortal thing, hadn't sneaked into the werewolf's frequency field for me, would I be like this now?" After that, my mouth opened wide, and I started to turn into a wolf.
Mouth trends.
"No, the president is about to transform again!" Boya was horrified. He jumped back and said to Mr. Yi.
A puff of green smoke floated up, "Ah, ah, sneeze!", and along with a spray of saliva, a loud and loud sneeze erupted from my nose and mouth.
Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be refreshed, and I felt so transparent from top to bottom, without the irritability that had hit the ceiling just now.
But Boss Yi still looks so annoying!
"President, I really don't have any spare body here." Changcha looked at me with eyes wide.
This guy is a bit overacting. After all, Changcha is also the boss of the Lotus Society, so he won't cry so easily! If those are not tears of cowardice, they must be crocodile tears.
Thinking of this, I felt a cold air creeping up my back, giving me goosebumps all over my body.
"What will happen if Anrich comes back later? Where are you going to put him?" Mr. Yi started, but after he finished speaking, he looked at me, and there seemed to be something else in his eyes.
My understanding is that Mr. Yi also thinks there is something wrong with this Changcha.
Changcha turned around and looked at the sand table without thinking, but before he could say his answer, I interrupted him: "Don't tell me to put Anrich into your bugs."
, That will make me sad. Once I get crazy again, I'm afraid it will be useless even if the old man smokes again." After that, I looked back at Mr. Yi.
Mr. Yi looked nonchalant about what I called him.
"Changcha, it seems that you have thought about this problem a long time ago.
But, let’s not talk about it for now, you just want to see the president’s joke!” Mr. Yi asked Chang Cha with a smile on his face, looking kind-hearted.
"You mean, I'm stupid!" I rolled my eyes and glanced at Mr. Yi, then stared straight at Chang Cha with wide eyes.
"President, I..." Changcha's fat head almost swelled with shock. He hurriedly shook his fat hands and tried to explain. However, I interrupted him sharply.
"Stop talking nonsense! Get Anrich back to me right now. If you can't do that, I'll kill you." I bared my teeth as if I wanted to bite someone.
"After Anrich 'returns' to the hat, as for the physical problems, someone has to be responsible, otherwise I will go crazy. When the time comes, it doesn't matter how much 'snuff' you have, Mr. Yi," he said angrily.
Having said that, I looked sideways at Mr. Yi.
Boya on the side was looking at me with strange eyes - it was clear that Mr. Yi and I both agreed that Chang Cha had something hidden, and Boya saw it.
However, now I suddenly changed the subject and pointed it at Mr. Yi, which left Boya confused.
"If you don't hurry up, the president will transform again, and I won't be able to hold him down anymore. Then..." Mr. Yi said as he raised his palm like a knife and pointed towards Chang Cha's neck.
He made a gesture and said, "I'm afraid there's no chance that your neck will be glued together again."
The sweat on Changcha's forehead "returned" again. He hurriedly ran in the direction of the sand table, and loudly shouted to his subordinates to continue working and "catch" Anrich's cunning and cunning things back to me.
I watched Changcha, who was busy working hard, shaking his fat belly, but I always felt that there was something wrong with him. Taking his performance just now, it was obvious that he was a little scared.
But generally speaking, when a person is scared, he will inevitably panic and mess up when doing things. But Changcha still handled things in a neat and orderly manner, without any chaos.
But as far as I know, Chang Cha is not a calm and strong-willed person in times of trouble. Otherwise, I would not regard the Lotus Society as the first "soft persimmon" to pick on.
Unless, Chang Cha has confidence in his heart, so when faced with the pressure I put on him, he only has worry-level fear, rather than trembling fear in his heart.
In this case, who gave Chang Cha the bottom line in his heart? Who is giving him the bottom line?