No matter if it was a man, a daughter, a child, or an old man, as long as they were customers, the boss always liked to secretly size them up.
Luoqiu also had a part of ordinary people's thinking. When he saw the female customer blowing the candy, he naturally thought that it was cosplay … cosplay … right …
"I heard that everything is sold here, right?" The woman who was blowing the candy asked straightforwardly.
But before she asked, she sat down like a man … She was quite handsome.
Her hands were still in her pockets, and her legs naturally stretched out on the floor — purely from a biological point of view, this might be the second pair of legs with great attraction that Luoqiu had seen.
It was straight and slender, as if it had been nurtured through the best calculations. One would not feel that it had an extra ounce of fat, only that it had rich elasticity.
As for Boss Luo, the first owner with similar legs that he had seen was naturally the nun Miss Lamias, whom he had met once in Romania.
"How can I help you, dear customer?"
This was not a customer who was accidentally attracted to come in … an ordinary person, but a person who came prepared and was not ordinary.
Luoqiu could feel the thing in the tube behind the customer's back.
There was an extremely ominous thing inside. Even if it was contained, even if it was deliberately concealed, it could not completely conceal its demon-like whispers.
It should be a knife, right?
It was similar to the kind that Japanese samurai regarded as their life — of course, samurai might call it a sword.
The woman who was blowing the candy looked around. After the first question, the next words seemed to be a little different, "This place is really weird, but it seems that there are only two of you … Oh, you don't seem to be a human."
The servant girl was not angry, because she was not a real human being. She still politely served tea to the woman who was blowing sugar.
But … recently, there were too many customers who had this kind of tone.
Last time, it seemed to be Su Zijun. Luoqiu smiled slightly, and the boss was not angry, "It doesn't matter how many people there are, as long as we have the ability to fulfill the customer's request."
"You're right."
The woman nodded, then smiled faintly and said, "Actually, I'm just a little curious …"
She shifted her gaze from the boss to You Ye, then back to the boss. "I'm curious as to what's so special about this place that those old bastards in the club are so afraid of it."
"Are you here on behalf of …" Luoqiu was slightly stunned. "Are you here for the Michael Club?"
Luoqiu didn't buy the woman's information directly because the transaction hadn't started yet. Before that, Luoqiu didn't have the habit of getting information from strangers immediately.
He was always used to being in the unknown before the official start.
"No, I don't represent anyone."
The woman shrugged and said casually, "I'm just representing myself … Besides, I don't really like the term 'guest'. So, you can call me Nero. "
"Nero?" Luoqiu felt that it was even more interesting that such an interesting woman would have such a name. "Tyrant of the ancient Roman Empire?"
"No, no, no, I have nothing to do with this kind of ancient people." The female Nero shook her head and said, "In the words of this country, even if you count the eighteen generations of ancestors, you still have nothing to do with me."
"Okay, Miss Nero." Luoqiu nodded, "Since you don't represent the Michael Club … What do you want to buy?"
Nero took out a small bag from her clothes. It was a very small cloth bag, similar to the size of a brocade pouch. She threw the small bag on the table, "I just want to buy the information of one person."
This was not the action of the nouveau riche to symbolize her wealth, nor was it a deliberate action for provocation. It was a very natural action.
It was like a hunter who had just come back from a dangerous area. After making money, he came to the place where he spent money, and he was bold and generous.
And in this bag, there were some souls.
"How is it?" Nero smiled and said, "This is the eastern monster that I killed on the way. By the way, there is also a very disgusting human among them. Because he has been showing off his wealth in front of me and wanted to get me to bed, so I killed him. "
Who asked you to cosplay … Don't you know that the cosplay circle has always been really messy …
"What's the name of the target?"
Luoqiu glanced at the number of souls in the bag — nine monsters and one ordinary human, which was not a small number.
"Cook? Qiulin. "
"What kind of information?"
Nero said indifferently, "Alive or dead? If dead, where is the corpse? If alive, where is the person … The most accurate place. "
Boss Luo was silent for a moment, suddenly reached out and took out the only human soul from the bag, "Can I trade now?"
"Is one enough?" Nero asked curiously.
Boss Luo smiled and said, "I also want to earn more, but enough is enough."
"So you're saying that you're still flaunting the banner of fairness here?"
Luoqiu didn't speak, but put the human soul on the cushioned plate brought by Miss Maid, and then said slowly, "Miss Nero, the Cook you mentioned is not dead yet. He's currently living in a tofu shop in a small town downstream of the city. "
"Tofu shop?" Nero was stunned. She obviously didn't expect it to be such a place.
She said with a trace of doubt, curiosity and distrust, "Although this disgusting human soul is nothing … But, are you just saying it casually?"
"This is real-time information. As for whether Miss Nero can find the person in this place in the end, we can't guarantee." Luoqiu said indifferently.
"Then, isn't it too easy to earn your money?" Nero suddenly sneered.
She took out the tube behind her back and pressed it directly on the floor … The tube was trembling slightly as if something wanted to break out from it crazily. Bursts of hissing sounds sounded faintly.
Boss Luo looked at the slightly rippling tea on the table at this moment, and suddenly smiled, "Miss Nero, the thing inside … is called 'Yama', right?"
"Heh …" Nero narrowed her eyes.
Luoqiu said softly, "I think it's better to call you customer, or calling you by your real name is better than a title … Do you think so too? Miss Hua Yun 'er. "
Nero's gaze seemed to be sharper, but her smile was more brilliant.
Luoqiu picked up the teacup and drank. When he put it down, he said at the same time, "In addition, customer, we are only here to discuss business. Other things … shouldn't happen. It's best not to happen."
The teacup and tea cushion intertwined with a crisp sound of porcelain colliding, and the demonic whisper stopped at this time.
The so-called 'Yama Devil' naturally stopped trembling and calmed down.
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