Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Drops of dark red stained the slightly flirtatious orange cuffs, looking a bit like blood that had undergone a brief oxidation process - or like someone was careless when drinking.

That’s right, just like he was confident that he could mix wine that looked like blood, Fu Qian was also confident that as an ordinary person, he currently did not have the ability to tell the authenticity of something at a glance.

Clear self-awareness is a human virtue.

Blood, wine, or blood and wine, the identification was completed directly with just one glance at such a small trace. Fu Qian had never been so disrespectful of professional technology.

Although from a non-professional perspective, it seems that some answers can be obtained——

As a special guest, Fu Qian's abrupt action undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention, including the person involved.

As he looked over and realized what he was looking at, Butters, who had come forward to invite Fu, felt as if he had been electrocuted and instantly pulled his hand back.

laugh--

Even the carefully prepared clothes were slightly damaged because of excessive force.

This overly classic performance is the perfect interpretation of the phrase "a guilty conscience".

From the corner of my eye, I saw the two people next to me holding their breath, and the air in the room seemed to be frozen.

Fu Qian was naturally not the kind of person who minded the atmosphere. For a moment, he just looked at Butters with interest. He was not even looking at his hands, but at the golden hair on his head.

It is said that when a person is frightened too much, his hair will stand up one by one. Today we can say that we saw a perfect display of this.

Although it was not so drastic as to change her hairstyle, her smooth golden hair became less smooth at a speed almost visible to the naked eye.

"You look like you got your sleeves dirty while drinking."

The delicate scene lasted for about two seconds, and Fu Qian finally nodded and gestured to Butters.

"I believe you have finally realized the harm of drinking?"

……

Although his speech was still clear, Butters was indeed drunk and it was obvious that he had indulged himself before.

The same went for the other two, of course the only thing that was slightly better about them was that they didn't lose their coats while drinking.

It’s not surprising that the theme of the party is often just to add a skin, and young people are mostly interested in the same few things.

"Wolf, you must help me, I can't think of anyone else!"

Facing the kind reminder from the man in front of him, Butters finally seemed to come to his senses. He lowered his voice, and even felt a little out of breath in his haste.

"I was a little drunk just now. I didn't expect that guy to be so weak... and he was so unlucky to hit his head..."

As expected, the role I played on this trip was that of a scavenger?
Although Butters' words were not very coherent, they still contained a lot of information.

For example, when dealing with the former, it is easy to think of some classic plots -

Impulsive young people become even more impulsive after drinking, and it is difficult for them to control their emotions, resulting in conflicts, and eventually they accidentally hurt others. After they come to their senses, they become completely panicked, making one mistake after another and even getting out of control...

Although it requires a relatively high degree of coincidence, it is a reasonable development.

The problem lies with yourself.

The description of calmness and wisdom in the mission introduction already sounds a bit exaggerated. Judging from the current situation, how wise does one have to be to think of finding a minor to help clean up the mess after a "friend" is suspected of causing a death?

This slightly abstract painting style, when Warehouse created his own character, wasn't it a bit perfunctory, as if it was copied and pasted from somewhere else?
Or maybe - the character he was playing was not a street cleaner, but Don Quixote? Thinking silently, Fu Qian did not respond immediately, but looked around and found a paper bag and handed it to Butters.

……

Butters was a little dazed, but he subconsciously took the paper bag, put it over his mouth and nose, and breathed easily.
At the same time, Fu Qian was silently praising what he saw and heard along the way.

It can be seen that the party was carefully prepared and the drinks were specially mixed. The reaction of this "friend" was also very appropriate, fully demonstrating his helplessness after doing something bad under the noses of a group of people.

It’s a pity that although he doesn’t like to join in this kind of fun, Fu Qian has not forgotten what day it is today - April Fool’s Day.

With such a concept, it is hard not to add an extra filter when thinking about it and consider the possibility of a prank.

Not all of this may be prepared specifically for oneself, but it does not seem impossible that one could add an extra project on a whim, make up a reason to call people over, and then appreciate the crisis management of "professionals" together?
Just like the Knight Rocinante who was tricked into dueling with a magician.

Of course, that would mean that Mr. Wolf’s character would also have to include a severe case of chuunibyou.

It makes people believe that he would really bring this kind of thing upon himself for the sake of his "friends".

Otherwise, as soon as Butters opened his mouth, he would be greeted with an "can't handle it" and then leave, which would be a waste of these specially hired extras.

Seeing that Butters' breathing gradually stabilized, Fu Qian glanced at the two people next to him who had listened to his narration without showing any surprise, and frowned slightly.

"Is it just a small matter like this that made you come all the way here? I can call the police for you from my home."

Faced with a situation that had multiple interpretations, he was not overly anxious to confirm it, but instead asked in line with Butters's high emotions.

It's just a severe case of chuunibyou, what can't professionals do?

It’s just a second-year method, which may be different from what you think.

……

In order for a character to be complete, the complexity of his personality must be reflected.

Up to now, the conditions for containment have not appeared, and considering the character issues in the warehouse that had just been complained about, Fu Qian quickly decided to use the slightly complicated situation to give a good interpretation of the role of Mr. Wolf.

As expected, not only Butters responded to him, but even the two people next to him looked like they were severely shocked.

"……Do not make jokes!"

But even so, the two assistants remained silent, just looking at Bartes in unison, their eyes full of doubt and denial of everything.

As for the latter, the relief effect that the paper bag had worked so hard to achieve was almost lost at that moment, and the body even began to shake.

"We have very little time. It won't be long before this is over... and someone will come to check even before that. We—"

dong dong dong.

There was a sudden knock on the door and Butters stopped talking. He took a look and turned his head sharply, exchanging glances.

This conspiracy obviously did not want to be disturbed, and the back door was locked when Fu Qian came in just now.

"They should be here to find me."

In the tense atmosphere, Fu Qian, who had just said that he could help call the police, nodded and said confidently. (End of this chapter)