What's Wrong with the Witch

"What, you said that my guests are all evil gods? Absolutely impossible!" Facing the inquiry of the Foundation investigator, Mu Qiqi shook his head and denied, "Look, they are all very kind guests, and they are quiet every time they come. drink coffee and never fuck."
The Foundation investigator looked at the bar.
He saw countless eyeballs open on a person's head.
He saw a man open his diabolical mouth with dark tentacles growing out of it.
He saw an indescribable thick fog wafting from a person's body, suffocating.
There are countless unimaginable crazy ravings attacking my mind.
San value is crazy!
"Is it alright..."
Failing to hold on for a second, the Foundation investigator screamed and fled the cafe frantically.
"This person is so strange, is he sick?" Mu Qiqi shook his head helplessly, and suddenly thought of something: "Could it be that my identity as a witch has been discovered?"