Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 612 Comparison

"Come in if you haven't seen anything."

The female customer's voice rang in her ears, light and airy, with a seductive trailing tone. She gently patted He Lingling's head.

"Could you help me with something?"

"……it is good."

He Lingling didn't dare to refuse. Before entering the room, she glanced at Shi Yuan beside her and saw him take a deep breath with a distorted expression, forcing himself to continue acting despite trying to break the "male guest's" hand.

"Sir, you mean you want me to give you a massage?"

Shi Yuan's voice was very soft: "Okay, my family has a long history of massage skills, I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

"..."

He Lingling remained silent for a few seconds before following the female guest into the house.

Hearing the door close, Shi Yuan followed the anxious male guest into the house.

boom.

The muffled thud of two doors closing echoed down the corridor, one after the other. The guests who were late in speaking exchanged glances, their blurred faces, their features indistinct, revealing a hint of anger and disdain.

A moment later, the guests who hadn't called the "waiter" beforehand silently walked out of the room and headed one by one to the end of the corridor.

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Hallway corner.

Yu Shijiu slowly reached out and massaged his shoulder. The pain made him somewhat agitated, and he tightened his grip on the shoulder.

"Meow!"

The moment her clothes were tugged, Yu Shijiu looked down blankly and met "Feifei's" anxious and worried eyes.

"..."

Yu Shijiu was taken aback.

"Fatty".

He slowly lowered his hand, reached out and patted the chubby head, and whispered:

"Are you worried about me?"

Lu Chusheng, who appeared chubby but was human inside, felt extremely irritable and uncomfortable. He could only gently bite Yu Shijiu's finger with his teeth and meow several times.

—Don't hurt yourself.

Lu Chusheng wanted to say—it already hurts a lot.

Yu Shijiu noticed the irritation and heartache in "Feifei's" eyes and suddenly laughed.

“Okay,” Yu Shijiu reached out and scratched “Fatty’s” chin, and said in a low voice, “I know you won’t let me pinch it, so I won’t.”

Although pain could make him clearer-headed (in his opinion), Feifei didn't like it, so he wouldn't do it.

"...Meow."

Seeing the redness in Yu Shijiu's eyes gradually fade, Lu Chusheng breathed a sigh of relief and then rubbed his head against Yu Shijiu's knee to comfort him.

"Good good."

Yu Shijiu took it as Feifei being affectionate, rubbed its head, stood up straight, and continued walking towards the kitchen.

"I wonder if Brother Jin has finished his work yet."

It had been about an hour since they left... Although Yu Shijiu still didn't understand why the guests got up so late, he thought that if he were going out to play, he would probably sleep in too, so he didn't care about such trivial details.

"...Meow meow meow meow."

—The cleaning should be finished by now.

Lu Chusheng recalled the matter about A Jin and called out with a serious expression.

After uttering a series of cat-like words that only Lu Chusheng could understand, he fell silent.

Yu Shijiu assumed he was just casually replying and smiled as she spoke:

"Do you think it's clean enough? I think so too. After all, it's not a real person, so it can't be cleaned so slowly..."

"..."

After being "comforted," Yu Shijiu was clearly in high spirits. He happily walked step by step towards the kitchen in the empty corridor when the tightly closed kitchen door at the end of the corner not far away suddenly opened.

Ah Jin, carrying a huge black garbage bag, walked out of the kitchen and paused for a few seconds when he saw Yu Shijiu walking towards him not far away.

"Brother Ajin".

Compared to the bewildered A-Jin, Yu Shijiu waved to him excitedly.

"A guest asked me to come to the kitchen to get some water and fresh vegetables!"

"..." Ah Jin's expression was somewhat gloomy. He subtly placed the trash bag by the door, but when he looked up again, he had a cheerful and honest look on his face.

"The guest sent you."

Ah Jin scratched his short, buzz-cut hair, smiled warmly with a dark complexion, and pushed open the kitchen door, saying enthusiastically:

"Come, come, let me get you some water and vegetables. Nineteen, why don't you come in and pick some out with me?"

"May I?"

Yu Shijiu also showed a surprised expression: "Can I go into the kitchen too?"

"of course can."

Ajin kicked the black garbage bag next to him and chuckled.

"The person in charge of the second floor is not here right now. You can come in and pick something out without worry."

"Well."

Yu Shijiu naturally wouldn't refuse a plot point that was delivered to her doorstep, so she pretended to be carefree and went into the kitchen.

Ah Jin's expression didn't reveal anything wrong. As he cheerfully closed the kitchen door, he glanced down at the black garbage bag next to the door.

—The things inside can't be dealt with for the time being.

Ah Jin frowned and retreated into the kitchen.

Lu Chusheng did not go in.

He crouched in a corner where he couldn't see the kitchen door, staring at the black garbage bag by the door, a glint of shrewdness in his eyes.

What could be inside a black garbage bag?

Apart from the NPC known as Mr. Yao, there was nothing else.

However, it's more accurate to describe the contents of the garbage bag as body parts.

Just as Lu Chusheng was hesitating whether to go over and take a look, the black garbage bag leaning against the wall by the door suddenly moved.

Lu Chusheng's breathing paused slightly. He withdrew his foot, which had just stepped out, and stared warily at the black garbage bag that was moving around.

"Shh—hiss—hiss—"

The friction noise from the garbage bag broke the silence of the corridor. Before long, Lu Chusheng saw a bloodshot eyeball suddenly emerge from the gap where the garbage bag was not tied tightly.

"..."

The blood-soaked eyeball circled over the opening of the garbage bag, and as Lu Chusheng held his breath and watched, the black eyeball gradually turned into a strange, twisted black line.

The black line twitched and throbbed on the whites of the eyes for a while before slowly calming down.

The eyeball... also fell back into the depths of the garbage bag, making a "tearing" sound.

Lu Chusheng: "..."

He felt that his eyes must have been right.

The eye that should have belonged to Mr. Yao had just... transformed into a distorted, empty horizontal pupil, a trait unique to goats.

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The kitchen was spacious, with countless polished countertops, various cooking utensils, fresh vegetables, and even a variety of freshly squeezed juices and vegetable juices, along with numerous fresh vegetables in baskets... a stark contrast to the incredibly rudimentary restaurant on the first floor.

Upon seeing the vastly different kitchen, Yu Shijiu's smile froze on her face.

Ah Jin, who was standing next to him, had been watching his expression closely, and his face immediately darkened when he saw this.

"nineteen."

Akin: "What are you looking at?"