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Chapter 290 Dark Chef Asks for Recommendation Tickets

Chapter 290 Dark Chef Asks for Recommendation Tickets
The soaked cloth bear could no longer stand up, and could only wriggle its limbs crazily on the ground. At this time, it was covered with a layer of soaked bedding, as if it was sucked to the ground.

Mo Ke breathed a sigh of relief, opened the door, and pulled Xiao Bai in.

"What is this?" The middle-aged tenant came back to his senses and asked Mo Ce in a daze.

Mo Ke casually replied: "A cloth bear doll."

"Cloth bear doll, I know it's a cloth bear doll!"

The tenant repeated it several times, and finally his Adam's apple rolled: "But...it can move! It can also hold kitchen knives and pans."

"It can still fight with you!"

Mo Ke gave him a sideways look, and said angrily, "Don't you know?"

The middle-aged man didn't know what it meant, and shook his head repeatedly at Unpredictability
Unpredictable serious face, said seriously:

"You really don't know! Then I'll tell you. In fact, every puppet is alive, and they all have souls!"

Mo Ce paused, then turned to look at the middle-aged man with a blank face: "They are usually motionless, pretending to be lifeless. They only move secretly in the dead of night."

The middle-aged man looked at Unpredictable dully, and suddenly raised his voice:
"you're lying!!!"

Mo Ke shook his head and spread his hands: "It's true, didn't your mother tell you about this when you were young?"

"Otherwise, how could this cloth bear move? Didn't you just see it jumping around?"

I don't know if he was overly frightened, but when the middle-aged man heard what Mo Ke said, hesitation and suspicion appeared on his face, as if he was questioning that he had missed some amazing secrets in his life, or that he had missed some fairy tales. The truth behind it.

Mo Ke straightened his expression, activated the "flesh and blood recovery" necklace, and repaired the knife wound on his forearm as soon as possible.

After pausing for ten seconds, the middle-aged man tentatively asked, "Puppets. If it's according to what you said, why do they hide? I mean, why don't they usually move?"

Mo Ke showed a smile like a fool, and sneered:

"Didn't you see it just now, this cloth bear wants to kill me! Of course the puppet is afraid that the master will find out that they are alive, otherwise, how could they secretly kill the master in the dead of night!"

"In order to kill the master?" Although the middle-aged man still had a heavy suspicion on his face, he swallowed a mouthful of foam when he heard Mo Ke's explanation.

"Yes!" Mo Ke said lazily: "To prevent the doll from coming alive to kill people, the master must always wear a hat!"

The man in the middle frowned: "Wearing a hat?"

"Yes!"

Mo Ke ignored him, staring at the cloth bear writhing in the wet quilt in front of him, then took off his civilized hat, and handed it to the side:

"No~ If you don't have a hat, you can try mine! Don't be polite to me!"

"Try it on, as long as the hat is put on the head, the cloth bear will immediately turn back into a puppet, motionless."

"Is it so magical? Are you really not a magician?" The middle-aged man asked in surprise and astonishment, but he still took the hat tremblingly and looked at the huge cloth bear on the floor.
Only then did he hesitate to put the hat on top of his head.

The original language: Amnesia!
The middle-aged man fell on the bed in an instant, and there was a sound of snoring
A secondary effect of amnesia, drowsiness.

Xiaobai obediently picked up the hat from Mo Ce, looked at the cloth bear, and said softly, "It's not moving."

"Well, it's not moving!" Mo Ke responded.

The cloth bear under the quilt seemed to have lost consciousness, gave up writhing and struggling, and turned back into a motionless puppet.

As if dead.

Mo Ke felt it carefully, and confirmed that there were no fluctuations of Fuyuan coming from Bu Xiong's body, and then he reached out and lifted the quilt.

The cloth bear lying on the floor is charmingly naive, its glass eyeballs no longer flash red, and it has turned back into a huge puppet toy.

"There is the soul of the contractor." Xiaobai still stood beside him expressionlessly, and explained to Mo Ke: "It is attached to this doll!"

This is the same as the result of unpredictable speculation. At this time, the "soul" attached to the cloth bear dissipated, and the cloth bear lost consciousness.

After thinking about it, Mo Ke asked:

"Xiaobai, is there a language of runes that can preserve the soul of the contractor and attach it to something?"

"Maybe. Yes, maybe not." Xiaobai shook his head and said softly:
"I haven't heard of it, don't know."

unpredictable frown
After thinking about it for a while, he covered the cloth bear with the wet quilt again, and then pulled Xiao Bai out of the guest room.

"Old liar?" Mo Ke shouted in the middle of the corridor:

"You still want to play?"

"Well, of course we have to keep playing!" The voice of the old liar came, but he lost his initial full confidence, and said with a sigh:

"I didn't expect that you could solve a yellow-level contractor! This surprised me."

Uncertain whether it is possible or not, Mi Ke saw that the wall blocking the stairs was still there, sighed, and quickly replaced the magazine.

If the opponent does not let him go, there is no other way to choose.

"It's getting more and more fun, haha, you can actually solve my head chef! I really want to win you now! I really want to win you, and I want to see you being taken down by me!"

"Now, even if you give me 120 gold dollars, I won't let you go, hehe." The old liar added later.

"Stop dreaming before dawn!" Mo Ke raised his eyebrows, and drank in mid-air: "I want to blackmail me. Hehe, I will definitely fight you to the end!"

"I lied to you with my ability, no. Why should I give you the money I earned? I can't give it to you even if I die!"

The old liar didn't reply, and he didn't know what new tricks he was going to tinker with.

Mi Ke pulled Xiao Bai up the stairs to the third floor.

After that, the fourth floor, the fifth floor. Climbing along the stairs to the top eighth floor.

I met a few windows along the way, and Mo Ke didn't even look at them, just skipped them. As long as he tended to move towards the windows, the old crook would turn the whole window into a wall, and Mo Ke didn't bother to bother.

And the reason why he climbed up the stairs all the way is because Xiaobai used the talisman to investigate and said that there was nothing unusual inside the building, but the top floor was still blocked.

Mo Ke made up his mind, since the other party refused to be kind, he had no choice. There was only one way to escape from the Shenghua Hotel——to find out where the old liar was hiding, and to settle with the other party himself.

Otherwise, you can only be trapped here.

Since the top floor has been shielded, it means that the old liar is very likely to hide on the top of the building.

After turning the last staircase and entering the corridor, Mo Ke saw a door leading to the roof of the building at the end of the corridor.

However, someone blocked the way in front of the door.

To be exact, it doesn't seem like a person
It wears a clown mask on its face, and the exaggerated smile on it extends from the corner of its mouth to the earlobe, which looks ridiculous.

What is more noticeable is its extremely slender figure.

Its arms are only the thickness of an egg, and the slim brown suit still looks empty on its body. The palms are not small, and it wears a pair of white gloves;

Although its thin waist is blocked by the suit, it gives people a weird sense of incongruity, as if there is not a person in the clothes, but only a hanger supporting the clothes
Under the same empty trouser legs, there is a pair of polished leather shoes.

In general, the figure and the fat cloth bear just solved are two extremes
With the experience of facing the cloth bear, Mo Ke left Xiao Bai at the stairs, and then entered the corridor with a submachine gun, and stood in front of the thin man.

"Aren't you human?" Mo Ke asked in a deep voice.

"Dear guest, please don't swear at others, although we are in the service industry." The polite voice was incompatible with the funny expression on the clown mask.

The thin man put his arms on his chest, bowed and said, "I'm Shenghua's hall manager."

It was the head chef just now, and now there is another hall manager. Mi Ke pursed his lips and said:

"I want to go!"

The clown shook his head again and again, but his tone remained polite:

"The roof of Shenghua is not open to guests, please abide by our regulations."

After finishing speaking, the skinny clown straightened up, and held the mask on his face with his left hand in a ceremonial manner: "Shenghua's rules cannot be violated."

Mi Ke stared silently at the "clothes supporter" in front of him, and suddenly said:
"Smiling Assassin O'Brien?"

Hearing this, "Joker"'s thin body immediately tensed up.

The black eyes behind its mask are firmly locked on to unpredictable, and it repeats in a somewhat surprised tone:
"Hehe, O'Brien. Hehe, Smiling Assassin. O'Brien. It's been a long time since anyone called me that!"

"Yes, I am the Smiling Assassin O'Brien!"

Mi Ke gripped the submachine gun tightly and said in a deep voice:

"Smiling Assassin O'Brien, yellow rank, ranked 29th in the hidden list, from Requan City, Shouyang Province, his ability is"

"The ability is to control the soft rope, which can attach the rune source to any shape of rope, and turn the rope into a sharp weapon like a blade."

"O'Brien used to wear a clown mask until he suddenly disappeared 13 years ago and no one has ever seen the real face of the smiling assassin!"

The "clown" heard the other party's identity, and stopped talking, but kept turning his head left and right to look at the unpredictable in front of him.

Unsurprisingly continued:

"The cloth bear just now. It should be the dark chef Tu Xiong."

"Tu Xiong, Huang-level, and No. 30 in the hidden list. Their abilities are the extraordinary five senses and the precise use of power."

"However, Tu Xiong is keen on cooking and has an extraordinary enthusiasm for being a chef. This may be related to his emotional obsession. His ability also makes him good at cooking with knives and the grasp of taste. He is famous in mainland China. Celebrity chef."

"Tu Xiong, the last time the hidden list record appeared was eight years ago."

After Mi Ke finished speaking, he took a deep breath and looked at the "Smiling Assassin" in front of him.

"You know very well. Old Tu and I!" O'Brien laughed.

Mo Ce paused, looked coldly at the hidden leader in front of him, and said:

"Both of them are well-known figures on the Hidden List, but they didn't expect to appear in this Shenghua Hotel at the same time."

"One became the lobby manager, and the other became the head chef!"

(End of this chapter)

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