The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 1626 Chicken Soup is good to drink

Sting! Sting!

The current does not sound, and the street light flashes back and forth.

Qin Ran turned a blind eye. After throwing the newspaper in his hand on the bar, he turned and walked into the bar, blocking it in front of the busy mimosa.

A few seconds later, a figure appeared in Qin Ran's field of vision.

The white nightdress was printed with safflower, the hair was messy, the face was slightly pale, and the brown eyes looked at Qin and then walked into the restaurant.

The other party chose the chair in front of the bar.

"what do you need?"

After the other person sat down, Qin Ran asked very simply.

"chicken soup."

The other party’s voice was hoarse and it seemed that he had not spoken for a long time.

"Royal, a bowl of chicken soup."

Qin Ran did not turn back and said.

"Okay, brother."

Mimosa took out a soup bowl from the sterilizer and went to the big pot on the side.

The lid is uncovered and the rich chicken soup scent is scattered.

The cooking of mimosa is unquestionable.

Even if the skills are sealed, the cooking is still unmatched.

The simplest ingredients are able to accelerate the secretion of saliva.

There may be some distance from the real decay and magic, but there is no problem in reaching the level of excellence.

But the guest who entered the restaurant was indifferent, so he looked at Qin Ran.

When the mimosa came with chicken soup, when she saw the guest, her face could not help but change. The hand holding the soup bowl was a legacy. When the soup bowl fell off, Qin Ran grabbed it and caught the soup. bowl.

"Go to your busy."

Qin Ran said faintly, turned around and placed the soup bowl in front of the guest.

"Your chicken soup."

Qin Ran's tone is more and more indifferent.

The guest did not open again, and took the soup bowl and sipped.

The speed is very slow, and the action is also a bit stiff.

The small soup bowl, standing, and drinking for two minutes, put the empty soup bowl down.

"Thank you."

After thanking the other party for their dry voice, they took out a stack of banknotes and placed them next to the soup bowl. They got up and walked out.

Sting! Sting!

The current of the street lamp sounded again.

However, unlike before, the street lights returned to illumination after a few consecutive sounds, and the path in front of the restaurant became bright.

"She, she is the dead?"

Until this time, Mimosa asked with a lingering fear.

Although the timidity is still the same, the knowledge of mimosa is getting richer and richer.

Especially after making up his mind to follow Qinran, mimosa is conscious of learning the knowledge of a huge city and a replica world.

Identifying a dead person is still very simple.

"Ok."

Qin Ran nodded, his eyes looked at the soup bowl that the other party had contacted, and the banknotes, and there was a fascinating look in his eyes.

"Can a deceased person hate a living?"

Mimosa is puzzled and asks.

"There are exceptions."

"Or, it's different here."

"only?"

"Interesting."

Qin Ran chuckled, put down the electric baton in his hand and handed the newspaper at hand to the mimosa.

This is today's newspaper.

On the first edition, there was a photo of the wife and serial killer John Dickson, and next to the photo was a photo of a woman.

Even if it is very vague, Mimosa also sees at a glance that this woman is just a guest.

"She, she is the wife of John Dyson?"

"Why is she here?"

Mimosa exclaimed.

"She should come to thank us."

Qin Ran said that the checked banknotes were handed to the mimosa.

A total of 10,000 yuan.

The mimosa that took the money was a little worried.

It’s not the amount of money. For mimosa, money is always a number. Even if it’s improved in the world of copying, mimosa won’t surprise the money. What really surprised Mimosa is here. The deceased will not only launch an instinctive attack on the living, but will also give a real gift.

It is really……

Unbelievable!

After a long while, Mimosa gave such an evaluation.

Then, with the money, the mimosa was carefully placed in the money box that was already empty.

Their initial funding came from the John Dickson, and after the afternoon's expenses, it was almost warned. Even if there is no concept of money, Mimosa still knows that this is the next time he and Qin Ran needed for living.

It is impossible for everyone to give so much money as a special guest as a thank you.

Qin Ran will not really operate this restaurant.

Therefore, the money becomes very important.

"I hope enough!"

Mimosa silently thought about it.

There is a fresh sense of crisis in my heart.

Different from the fear of the past, this time it was the first time since the birth of Mimosa, the money was launched.

Very fresh.

It is also very urgent.

With such a fresh sense of urgency, Mimosa turned and walked into the kitchen.

He wants to use the existing ingredients to make more flavorful foods to attract more guests - although Qin Ran may not care much about this restaurant, but it is the only way Mimosa can now think of making money.

The busy voice from the kitchen interrupted Qin Ran’s thinking.

He looked down at the electric baton.

The deceased's weaknesses in electric shocks and flames made Qin Ran consciously retain this John Dyson's electric baton while cleaning the hotel.

At this stage, this is his weapon against the dead.

However, from the point of view of the guest, such weapons are obviously not enough.

Maybe deal with the ordinary soul, and that guest can.

But who can guarantee that there is no stronger existence?

Once a stronger, self-conscious dead person emerges, an electric baton is obviously not enough.

At least it must be a flamethrower.

But he could not get the flamethrower at all.

Whether it is his identity at the moment, or the channel is impossible.

If the scientific side is temporarily unable, only the mysterious side remains.

It happens that he has a skill to cope with the situation at hand.

"A cracked level of ruby ​​and a few volcanic ash?"

Qin Ran whispered to himself.

Then, he shook his head again.

With his mysterious knowledge, even if the skill of the Burning Hand is sealed, it is not difficult to complete a well-known mysterious side attack.

The ruby-grade ruby ​​is not so easy to get.

Even if this copy world has.

However, he has no money.

Of course, this does not mean that Qin Ran gave up.

In Qin Ran's dictionary, there is no such thing as giving up.

He thought of a way that might be replaced.

Of course, that is the latter thing.

just now?

Another guest is coming.

It’s two girls, one with helplessness and another drunk.

"liqueur!"

"Give me wine!"

The drunken one screamed loudly as soon as he entered the restaurant.

“There is no alcohol supply here.”

"If you need alcohol, please go to another home."

Qin Ran said indifferently.

This indifference is based on the fact that another girl can't help but apologize to him. If not, he will start to catch people.

"No, no wine, then, what's there?"

"A little bit, you will bring me up."

"I don't have money!"

The drunken woman’s tongue is big and her words are stuttering.

Therefore, Qin Ran hates dealing with drunks.

Under the influence of alcohol, not only the behavior becomes rude, but the whole person will be entangled.

Fortunately, there is a sober person next to him.

"We want a bowl of chicken soup."

The awake girl quickly said when Qin Ran frowned.

"it is good."

Qin Ran turned and took the soup bowl.

“How much is chicken and chicken soup?”

The drunken girl spoke again.

"10 yuan."

Qin Ran reported the price.

Perhaps comparing the price of this copy of the world, this price is slightly more expensive in the eyes of ordinary people, but in Qin Ran's view, this is a chicken soup made of mimosa, he does not think expensive.

If it is not a mimosa suggestion, Qin Ran can turn this price tenfold.

boom!

The drunken girl slammed the table and stood up. The figure stumbled. If the girl was not helped, she would definitely fall to the ground.

However, the drunken girl did not appreciate it. After pushing a girl who helped her, she did not push it open. Then she shouted at Qin Ran: "Is my beauty worthless?"

Said, the drunken girl climbed on the bar and put her face together.

Long eyelashes, blurred eyes after drunkenness, red face, mixed with the unique vitality of young, the other side can undoubtedly be called a beauty.

When the wine comes to the surface, the beautiful person, in Qin Ran's view, is not as good as the evil spirit.

In particular, the other party also took his desk.

So, after thinking about it.

"100."

Qin Ran reported the price he originally set.

"You count!"

"Ordinary people drink 10 yuan, of course, my beauty needs 100!"

The drunken girl sat back with satisfaction.

Don't be reasonable with people who are drunk.

Because the thinking circuit is not in a dimension.

Put the bowl containing the chicken soup in front of the other party, Qin Ran calmly told himself that you are now opening a restaurant, open the door to do business and learn to make money.

After avoiding the smell of wine, after taking a deep breath and breathing once again, Qin Ran picked up the newspaper again and sat behind the bar.

However, the drunken girl apparently did not want to lose a speaker.

"Boss, what do you say about love?"

"Spit on the ground 200."

Qin Rantou did not raise the answer.

"What spit on the ground 200?"

"Is it a person who will spit on the ground?"

The drunken girl picked it up.

"Spit the table 300."

Qin Ran slowly said.

There was no drunken **** the side. At this time, I was again rushing to Qin Ran. I hope that Qin Ran can bear with me. Then, she turned her head and whispered to the drunken girl to persuade.

However, such persuasion is obviously counterproductive.

"leave me alone!"

"I know that you and they are a group!"

"Do you come to see me now?"

"Roll, give me a roll!"

The drunken girl slammed another girl.

Unable to prevent, the girl was pushed to the ground.

Not only the girl, but the bowl of chicken soup will also be overturned.

At this time, Qin Ran, who had been sitting in the bar, took a hand and took the chicken soup. He looked at the drunken girl with disappointment.

"Do you think that I am wrong?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"I want to find a good love for me, what happened?"

"But why is he always half-hearted?"

“Why are you going to find those little fairies?”

The drunken girl faced Qin Ran’s dissatisfied gaze and suddenly made a shock. The wine instantly woke up halfway, but the remaining general alcohol made her feel so awkward, so she slammed her head and rushed to Qin. Road.

Say it is shouting, but the voice is getting lower and lower.

Except for Qin Ran, the girl who fell down could not hear clearly.

"nothing."

"you are right."

"Man, no love, who looks good, who he loves."

"Women, there is no love, who is good to her, who she is with."

"So, love is sung by people."

"Because it is always beautiful."

"It doesn't look good, it's good for you."

"Can it be true?"

Qin Ran asked.

"Love is not true?"

"What is true?"

The girl in front of me asked.

"It is true."

Qin Ran put the chicken soup in front of the girl and continued to say slowly: "Love can be slowly talked, always find a right one, but the soup should be hot."

Looking at the chicken soup that Qin Ran put in front of him, the brain that the girl was anesthetized by alcohol was more and more confused.

She felt instinctually wrong, but she felt that Qin Ran said it was very reasonable.

I want to refute, but I can't say the reason for the rebuttal.

In the end, she took the chicken soup and drank it.

From the carry-on bag, a banknote with a denomination of one hundred is placed on the side of the soup bowl.

"Tang money."

Said, this drunken girl swayed out.

The girl who fell down again apologized to Qin Ran, and hurriedly chased it out.

Qin Ran took the soup bowl, picked up the money, and handed it to the mimosa again.

Mimosa took over the money, looked a little different, and looked at Qin Ran.

"what happened?"

Qin Ran asked.

"I feel that your brother just said it makes sense."

Mimosa said seriously.

"is it?"

"That is very reasonable for others to write."

Qin Ran handed the finished newspaper to Mimosa, and in the emotional column, clearly wrote the words that Qin Ran had said.

Mimosa looked at the words and laughed unconsciously.

"Do you think it is ridiculous?"

"I didn't want to understand myself, just go and point to other people."

"If you really want to understand, how can you be sick here?"

Qin Ran said.

Mimosa did not answer, just looked at Qin Ran with a smile. He felt that Qin Ran at this time was more and more real.

Far more than the flames of memory, the murderous truth.

"that's nice."

Put down the newspaper in his hand, and the mimosa mouth picked up the used soup bowl with a smile, and walked to the kitchen briskly.

Qin Ran looked at the incomprehensible mimosa, and could not help but shook his head.

He did not ask.

A lot of things are unreasonable.

If anything should be reasonable.

There is no reason in the world to talk about it.

All...

Hu is so entangled.

Very unreasonable.

Qin Ran picked up a magazine bought in the afternoon with the newspaper, and sat quietly after sitting at the bar.

In the kitchen, the sound of water is flowing.

After the bar, the pages of the book continued.

The sky is gradually brightening.

The sun rises.

another beautiful day.

then……

"what!"

"Dead!"

PSTomorrow Mid-Autumn Festival, I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival

In the afternoon, Feilong will go to his girlfriend’s house to order some food, so today’s advance is even more~

(End of this chapter)