The hotel is quite grand in construction, clearly built with care, and stands out from the surrounding buildings.
Ruan Mingchu boldly chose the most expensive suite, but only booked it for three days, muttering to himself, "What's so fun about the park? I'll go home after two days."
The astute receptionist overheard everything, and her smile immediately became even more genuine. She was still a naive newbie; maybe she could become a referrer and earn some commission.
After telling Qiao Sen the room number, Ruan Mingchu sent someone to pack food.
Once inside the room, he used his mental power to search the area and found three hidden cameras and five listening devices. Ruan Mingchu smiled and took out a small device from his pocket, instantly turning three screens in the monitoring room black.
It appeared as if the small device was acting as a shield, but in reality, it was Ruan Mingchu's mental energy that was at work. This action indicated that he hadn't noticed anything amiss in the room and had simply used the shielding device as a precaution.
Sinking into the soft sofa, Ruan Mingchu rubbed his face: "You come next time." It's really not easy to pretend to be a rich, foolish good-for-nothing who only knows how to play.
Mu Yu replied with a "Heh," and said, "What does it have to do with me if you want to play?"
Ruan Mingchu blinked and made an innocent expression: "But how else can we get information out of people? Are we supposed to just search their memories? That wouldn't be good."
Pastoral metaphor: ...
“That Johnson is short of money, you can just pay him to buy information.”
“Oh ho,” Ruan Mingchu sat up straight, “How did our Yu Yu figure out he was short of money?”
Mu Yu rolled his eyes: "Use your eyes to see."
The hovercar was at least twenty years old. Although it was clean and tidy, and had been repainted, the sound of its engine betrayed its age. Moreover, the clothes Johnson was wearing looked to be three or four years old, and the snacks and drinks in the car were very cheap.
When Ruan Mingchu ate that bag of snacks, Mu Yu could see the pity in Qiao Sen's eyes.
Also, Ruan Mingchu didn't finish the snacks, so Qiao Sen carefully put them away.
In conclusion, Johnson is definitely short of money.
Ruan Mingchu couldn't possibly have missed it, so he was just teasing him. Thinking of this, Mu Yu pushed Ruan Mingchu back onto the soft sofa in annoyance.
Ruan Mingchu grabbed Mu Yu's arm and pulled him over, then hugged him tightly.
"Fish, why are there so many problems?" They originally thought that eliminating the Miracle Organization would be the end of it. But now that the organization is gone, there are still plenty of people committing crimes and illegal activities.
Mu Yu: "Where there are people, there will always be problems."
"That makes sense."
Wherever there are officials, there will be corrupt officials; wherever there are people, there will be bad people. Why think so much? Just arrest the bad guys.
Half an hour later, Johnson rang the doorbell.
Ruan Mingchu went to open the door for someone, and as soon as he opened it, a rich aroma of food wafted out.
"It smells pretty good, but I hope it doesn't taste bad. I'll put it on the dining table."
Qiao Sen walked to the place Ruan Mingchu pointed out and laid out all the dishes.
The table was piled high with food; it was more than enough for two people to finish.
Ruan Mingchu seemed used to big events and was not surprised at all. He called Mu Yu to come and eat.
Johnson stood to the side, seemingly forgotten by the two.
He watched as Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu picked and chose, and after the meal, it seemed as if they hadn't eaten much of the food.
Ruan Mingchu commented, "The cooking skills are alright, but the ingredients aren't very good."
He said to Johnson, "Alright, pack up and help take him down." His expression and tone made it seem as if he were treating Johnson as a servant he had hired.
Qiao Sen didn't feel embarrassed at all; a hint of joy flashed in his eyes as he quickly packed up the food.
“Come pick us up at ten o’clock tomorrow,” Ruan Mingchu said.
Johnson: "Mm."
After Qiao Sen left, Ruan Mingchu went to the kitchen, got a glass of water, and gulped it down.
"The food here is way too strong in flavor."
Mu Yu: "Really? It feels perfectly normal."
Ruan Mingchu poured himself another glass of water. "Luckily, I brought some nutrient solution."
"You'll get used to it if you eat more."
"Perhaps I will cease to exist before I get used to it."
"Oh."
In the evening, the receptionist, who had changed her clothes, rang the doorbell of Ruan Mingchu's room.
If it weren't for the similar scent, Ruan Mingchu wouldn't have recognized that the heavily made-up woman in stockings and suspenders was the receptionist who greeted them.
She handed Ruan Mingchu an invitation, saying, "It's a grand event held once a month, perfect for someone of your status."
Ruan Mingchu took the invitation and glanced at it. The address was Firefly Park, and all that was written was the opening time. There was nothing else.
"Oh, we're going to Firefly Park tomorrow, let's go take a look."
The receptionist's smile instantly blossomed, and just as she was about to continue speaking, Ruan Mingchu had already closed the door.
No one came out when I rang the doorbell or knocked on the door again; it was as if no one was inside.
front desk:???
So she ended up with nothing? If she hadn't taken her along, she wouldn't have been held responsible.
Grass!
Ruan Mingchu naturally had to close the door immediately, since that person clearly had ulterior motives, and an Alpha with a wife must always be careful to keep his distance from others.
Do you think Johnson has this thing?
"How would I know?" Mu Yu said dismissively, his head down, looking at something on the terminal, clearly absorbed. "Ask him tomorrow."
The next day, Ruan Mingchu didn't ask. What if Qiao Sen had one but didn't give it to him? Would he get angry and feel looked down upon? It was too complicated, so Ruan Mingchu simply avoided triggering that part of the plot.
At 10 o'clock, Qiao Sen came to pick up the two of them and, at Ruan Mingchu's request, took them to a restaurant. After having brunch, it was almost noon.
Looking at the high sun outside, Ruan Mingchu yawned: "Let's go back to the hotel first, have a nap to digest our food, and then go play."
Mu Yu wanted to punch him for his lazy attitude.
Johnson had no objections and drove the person back to the hotel.
"Come pick us up at three o'clock in the afternoon, no, four o'clock, so we can go to the Firefly Park."
By four o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for dinner. Before Ruan Mingchu could speak, Qiao Sen said, "There are many authentic food stalls in Yingdeng Park."
Ruan Mingchu rolled her eyes. "Why didn't you say so earlier? Then hurry up and go."
After finding a comfortable position in his seat, Ruan Mingchu's terminal vibrated twice. He clicked on it and found a message from Mu Yu.
Just a GIF of someone sticking out a fist.
Ruan Mingchu smiled and asked, "Isn't my acting amazing?"
Mu Yu sent a GIF of someone being beaten with sticks.
Ruan Mingchu: Thank you for the compliment ^-^
I added both pictures to my favorites.
The Firefly Park is surprisingly located in the city center, with government offices not far to the east. The park covers a vast area and appears to be mostly covered in greenery from the outside.
Qiao Sen parked the hovercar in the underground parking lot and led Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu to the park entrance.
This park charges an entrance fee, and it's not cheap.
Qiao Sen wasn't planning to go in, but Ruan Mingchu generously paid for his ticket, so he went in and continued to work as someone's underling.
At Nguyen Minh Thu's request, Chiao Sen first took them to the food area and recommended a local specialty snack to them.
Firefly Dream Candy looks like a cotton candy, but it's only green, in all sorts of shades of green.
Two of these things are equivalent to the cost of two people's lunch today and dinner yesterday.
Its biggest selling point is that the taste is different for everyone, depending on their mood and thoughts at the time.
Ruan Mingchu bought two.
He was thinking about the sweetness, took a bite, and sure enough, it was sweet. Then he thought about the bitterness, and it tasted bitter.
Seeing that Ruan Mingchu had no intention of sharing a piece with him, Mu Yu reached out and took it himself; the candy looked quite delicious.
However, Ruan Mingchu dodged the question, saying, "I won't give you any."
Although his tone and expression seemed like he was joking, Mu Yu knew that he really wasn't going to let her eat it.
"What's wrong?" Mu Yu asked with his eyes.
Ruan Mingchu gave him a look that said "There's a problem."
“I’m not giving you any because you didn’t listen to me,” Ruan Mingchu repeated to Mu Yu, then casually handed the candy to Qiao Sen. “I’m not giving it to him.”
Johnson: "Is it up to me to handle it?"
Ruan Mingchu: "Otherwise?"
Qiao Sen resold the property at a 30% discount and kept the money for himself; he was indeed very short of cash.
Ruan Mingchu, however, was not unhappy at all and did not take this small matter to heart.
Qiao Sen's gaze slid across his face and landed on Mu Yu's face, while Mu Yu, who was puffing up in anger, glared at him.
Johnson lowered his head and stopped looking.
The only abnormal item was the Firefly Dream Candy; the rest of the snacks tasted pretty good, but were too strong in flavor, so Ruan Mingchu drank a lot of water.
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, it was almost six o'clock. The invitation stated seven o'clock. Ruan Mingchu and his companions strolled around the park for a while before he went to the address on the invitation.
When he was led to the entrance of the underground arena, Johnson was surprised for a moment, but he quickly composed himself.
If Ruan Mingchu hadn't been keeping a close eye on him, he really wouldn't have noticed. So Qiao Sen knew about this place.
While wandering around just now, Nguyen Minh Thu saw most of the tour guides and drivers waiting to solicit customers that he had met at the port.
It seems they are part of the Firefly Park, specifically for entertaining guests.
He gave the invitation to the gatekeeper, who then registered Qiao Sen's name. This meant that Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu were considered his recommendations, and Qiao Sen would receive a commission for any spending by Ruan Mingchu and Mu Yu in the underground entertainment area.
Johnson's hands were shaking when he registered them. Given the couple's spending power, this was like a windfall.