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Chapter 687: line with translation of chapter title

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No. 56: To be precise, it's a monster file.

He set the three cups of red tea that might make Ailisuzhi complain on each of their tables; Aomo, with a somewhat expressionless face, lifted his head to look toward the second floor.

There ought to be a lazy person still in bed there; otherwise he'd prefer that person to come and receive this excessively yin‑qi strange group.

Hmm, it should be called excessive yin qi, right?

Recalling the description of feng shui in that book Contemporary Geomancy, some of its non‑modern technical terms and the equally complex citations still left him somewhat uncertain.

Xiao Lin Li Qi

Although his mind was turning over such nonsensical things, the host's etiquette should still be observed.

Therefore his tea‑serving motion was very standard, much smoother than his fumbling with the briefcase the past few days; he merely spoke rather casually, exactly as he would with the usually casual Bai Ren.

Far East

"I came over just because it's vacation." Narita Bai Ren rubbed his eyes, surveyed the tabletop, then looked around, seeming curious about the whole living room.

"I had originally planned to call Qianming as well, but she said something about preferring to travel and then there was no follow‑up."

"I think she's right," Aomo said calmly, "after all, this place isn't exactly an amusement park."

Although the family home in the residential complex has been 'abandoned' for a while, the office ultimately belongs to the workstation.

The well‑known workstation, consequently remaining closed for a long time—recently someone has been stationed at the door, so even when Aomo rides the new Beta motorcycle with Xin Tiaoxi and the New Cosmos Beta Motorcycle, he has to use teleportation.

East Commerce Reform

Before opening the door, he voluntarily gulped down the potion provided by Suzi; it was radiantly brilliant, and no matter how much those people adjusted the brightness of their cameras, it was useless.

It also made the three people present rub their eyes to varying degrees, and he himself then donned that armor which made Biquix try not to laugh.

Perhaps he should consider getting a set of tighter, more normal suits… His mind involuntarily turned to the designs of Masked Rider and Ultraman, and he thought that if he ever collided face‑first it would be embarrassing; perhaps the monster‑hunter equipment schematics would be more suitable, like the light armor of the Ice Fang Dragon G‑set, or other works…

White Face, Iron Yu, Dawn Qing and the like would also be much lighter, and the chance of bumping into the person concerned would be far less than with Masked Rider and Ultraman warriors.

Those who hide their heads and reveal their tails treat mask categories as common knowledge (x).

Zhen Ji Ling

Check if any other names: "Little Horse Girl" not; "Xin Tiao Xi" we have; "New Universe" we have; "Pipa Morning Light" we missed! Actually we have not included Pipa Morning Light. It appears in line 【25】 and 【54】 as "Pipa Miss" but the full name is Pipa Morning Light. We should include that as a person's name. Let's add:

She said, glancing at the quiet tea‑drinking Zhenjiling to the side: "I heard from Qianming that several middle‑school girls are considering gathering to come here for an adventure."

"Commerce reform in the East?" Aomo frowned slightly.

"Truly worthy of you, you can name it in one breath." Bai Ren smiled, not surprised.

Although she hadn't witnessed Aomo's ability to lock onto a target from just a few words, she had been using search engines quite a lot, especially recently, to the point that her computer usage had become so frequent that Pipa Chenguang thought something was wrong with her.

After all, in her older sister's memory, this younger sister had never been particularly fond of these tech products.

As for this, Aomo, who was unaware, merely shook his head: "All I can say is, there had been a crime forecast."

He was even more speechless toward that little witch.

The little horse girl who had met him before at the old staff exhibition stand and the Clock Tower possessed a worldview and aesthetic far removed from her peers, and she was utterly fascinated by the many rumors about Aomo.

By the way, although Aomo had to admit that many of the rumors resembling gossip were actually true, those rumors still contained genuine falsehoods.

Such as a demon eating several children in one sitting, cursed parchment in the family home, demon contracts placed in the activity room, and even black‑magic scrolls in the office—indeed, these are the stereotypical image of demons.

And what the East Commerce Reform is fascinated by—rather, it is precisely focused on these fictional parts.

Just as vodka fuels his passion for motorcycles and armor.

Although the other party is indeed a second‑year middle‑school student, an age when one would be wildly enthusiastic about black magic and demonic elements, Aomo still felt that her grandmother's education of her should prioritize aesthetics.

First, the mindset that needs correcting is that his office is really not a treasure‑chest room or a haunted house.

In the Telesen Middle School division, her number of visits ranked second only to New Cosmos and Xiao Lin Li Qi.

By contrast, the quiet, well‑behaved Zhenjiling sitting nearby now actually communicates frequently, yet in reality maintains a considerable social distance.

Quite consciously, under public view she cultivates the appearance of not being well acquainted with Aomo, and she does it well enough to fool the surrounding classmates and even the campus paparazzi.

As for her roommates and the Triple Crown seniors who are earnest about gathering information, they simply fall outside the scope of concern.

And this likewise made the quietly tea‑drinking Bicui Kes very concerned—she felt this little girl had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and despite her young age, the fact that she spent years at the police station, with her law‑enforcement instinct of leading the charge, was now alerting her.

A sense of dissonance, a very strong dissonance.

As if she were hiding something, a friend who had never gotten along with her had once given her this same premonition, making her dare not speak up rashly.

Meanwhile, on Aomo's side, Chengtian Bai Ren was still re‑examining the various sharp points of Aomo's beetle‑armor.

If one says the aesthetic of East Commerce Reform differs from that of peers, Chengtian Bai Ren is no better—she has already once again lavished praise on Aomo's aesthetic, always able to dig up a style that catches her eye, a style she had seen discussed on Umastagram a few days earlier and wanted to track down.

Unfortunately, that time Qianming had detained him, and this time that guy didn't show up either…

Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway.

She gave up quickly.

Even Ludufu might not be able to figure out what Qianming usually thinks about, so why bother worrying about it myself…

Turning back, she instinctively picked up the red tea she didn't like and took a sip, murmuring the earlier words: "Crime forecast…"

"Do you not care who else she summons?"

"No need, they'll all fail anyway."

Especially Li Qi, who will surely accompany Renlong in wandering the game.

"You're that sure?"

"On the weekend of the first week of school, catching up with old friends and meeting new ones is the top priority; for someone as independent as you, just one is enough—Miss Pipa, didn't you consider taking me to see the Tanabata celebration?"

In Jidong, the Tanabata, the true Meaning of the Skill‑seeking Festival, is to pray for dexterous hands and skillful weaving; young girls, children, and the adults accompanying them write their blessings and wishes on five‑colored poem paper—this is a more valuable way of observing the day than Valentine's Day, as Aomo sees it.

Likewise, the open 'Tanabata Festival' is also a city‑wide celebration; in the Boundary Gate District over the past ten‑odd years, he has watched it from afar many times.

Even Chazuo, Suzi, and Bopang each have classmates or friends inviting them, and even inviting themselves, but he ultimately has something he must deal with today.

Making an appointment also takes time.

And now he is facing a second invitation:

"... Yes, so I've come to invite you as well." Chengtian Bai Ren stammered a bit; although he was going along with the topic, he still found it somewhat difficult.

"?" On the mask there is no question mark, yet it seems as if there is a question mark.

"You won't just sleep in on your days off like those boring trainers, will you?"

"That's somewhat wasteful."

"So it's better to go out; otherwise your body will become sluggish, and Zhenjiling thinks so too."

"?"

"Aomo easily produced a second question mark, the glowing crystal eyes turning toward the gray-haired girl holding her phone at an angle, unsure whether she was taking a photo or a selfie."

"The latter didn't slow in reacting, putting down her phone and smiling along: 'Yeah, Kalian also came especially to invite her brother to the festival!'"

"Brother?"

"Bicukesi looked at the two of them somewhat surprised."

"If it were about blood relations, she would certainly not believe it; although she hadn't really looked at Zhenjiling's information, Aomo's details were easy to come by, even a detailed version specially supplied by the police, making that subtle background clear as day—not a matter of blood relations……"

""Will Bicukesi's older sister also come?" she was still thinking, but the other party had already abruptly interjected."

"\"? What's wrong? Are you talking about me? \" Acting as if she hadn't heard naturally, it was to give time for thought,"

"But her Jidong accent carried a subtle Eastflame local accent, making Aomo think Bicukesi could speak fluent English."

"But then the accents worth complaining about would be those of the two horse girls."

"So he still chose not to bring up that topic."

"After all, the most worthwhile thing to worry about right now is:"

""Yes, what else do you need? As I see it, the Police Headquarters' workload shouldn't be so heavy as to require you to come here.""

"Or have the police got news?"

"Asking that in front of two unrelated people is really inappropriate."

"Then the other party said something he hadn't expected: 'Even if the Police Headquarters is busy, it doesn't mean they don't give time off; I have a few friends on Luodedao who asked me to invite you to go there and watch a show.'"

"'A show? You also celebrate the Qixi Festival?'"

"Although the invitation might just be a matter of a sentence online…… whether those few friends were referring to Miss Adel and her ilk…… such questions also flitted through Aomo's mind, but he was more concerned about whether Luodedao could celebrate any festival at all."

"How come Penguin Logistics doesn't have such international holidays? Oh, I'm a temporary worker, so it's fine."

""Yeah, our Flame Country is equivalent to your Eastflame here—how about it? Want to go? All expenses covered!""

"All expenses covered—this combination has an unusually tempting allure, often prompting Aomo's rational heart to make snap judgments, but unfortunately, only today, precisely today!"

"Before he could utter his refusal, he heard someone slip on slippers and come running down, poking their head out in front of the sharp-eared living room occupants: 'No way! Xiao She today is going to see monsters with me!'"

"'We can't let you guys take it away!'"

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