Don't follow the rules

Chapter 559 The Church of the Cross (Part Twenty-Two)
"Several truckloads of...mummies have arrived?" Ning Yao paused, his eyes narrowing slightly, a very subtle expression on his face. "Is your leader British?"

“Nobody wants to eat this stuff! Put away your imagination!” Manyi was really struggling to keep up her act.

Chunyu Kong coughed twice, catching them off guard as they were about to veer off course: "How come there are so many mummies? From what you just said, it seems they were brought from the FAW FAW cruise ship?"

“To be precise, it was an interception,” Manyi smiled at Chunyu Kong. “You seem to know a lot about our affairs, so guess whose shipment this batch of mummies was intercepted from?”

"Is there even a need to guess? Does the Association have any other rivals in this world?" Ning Yao, unusually quick-witted, shouted out, "It must be the Alliance."

Manyi rolled her eyes at him: "Do I look like the kind of person who would ask such nonsense?"

"Yes, it does." Ning Yao nodded sincerely.

Manyi: "You old man."

Geng Xun: "What's wrong?"

Ning Yao: "This is none of your business. Go watch TV."

The commotion did not disturb Chunyu Kong's thoughts. He simply said indifferently, "Since Dr. Man would ask such a question, then the recipient must not be Du Jingxiu."

Manyi looked at Chunyu Kong with great interest.

Chunyu Kong lowered his eyes slightly: "I remember that you didn't encounter many Alliance members during the cruise. The Fafafa cruise ship is special. It is a small world of strange tales that is independent of Zhenxing City. The Strange Tale Mutual Aid Alliance can only get a very limited number of tickets. If it wasn't Du Jingxiu—maybe it was Rao Ze who was on the same cruise as him?"

Manyi clapped lightly: "Your analysis is very reasonable, and you have a very detailed understanding of what happened on our ship, so you have given a very logical conclusion." He put down his hand, "but unfortunately, the recipient is not Rao Ze."

"If it wasn't them? Then who could it be?" Ning Yao asked in surprise.

This topic has been debated for a long time, and Manyi, too lazy to keep it a secret any longer, directly revealed the answer: "A cat."

"Bas?!" Ning Yao and Chunyu Kong exclaimed in unison.

“That’s right~” Manyi yawned. “According to Ning Yao’s logic, maybe she’s a British cat?”

"...Can we please stop repeating this hellish joke over and over again?" Chunyu Kong said speechlessly.

Ning Yao immediately straightened her posture, puffed out her chest like a model student, placed her hands on her knees, and answered the question seriously: "Okay, okay, let me analyze it. So the current situation is—Bass asked Du Jingxiu and the others to board the ship and specially order several truckloads of—overseas mummies for her?"

Chunyu Kong: "You've just repeated the facts we just learned; you haven't analyzed the problem."

Ning Yao slumped down: "How about we just bring An Han over?"

Manyi kept yawning: "Well, that's enough. Besides the truckloads of mummies I have, there's a huge amount of junk waiting for them to register and put into storage. I reckon all departments will be busy. And he's the kind of person who likes to show off in front of his superiors. He's usually very busy, so he probably doesn't even have time to look at his phone right now."

Chunyu Kong suddenly stood up, startling Ning Yao, who quickly got up and pressed down on his shoulder: "Don't rush, brother, let me explain again, don't hit him!"

Kong glanced down at the tense hands on his shoulders, then looked up and rolled his eyes at him speechlessly: "Why would I hit someone for no reason? Do you think I'd just throw a punch at someone without a word?"

Ning Yao dared not say "yes," and just laughed it off: "What are you planning to do, brother?"

“My time… cough, investigation time is limited. We’ve already wasted a lot of time here, so we can’t delay any longer. Let’s talk about our questions as we walk.” Kong opened the door to the security room and gestured for everyone to follow.

However, apart from Ning Yao, no one moved their buttocks.

Geng Xun raised his hand: "Sorry, sorry, I can't go with them. I have to switch shifts with the patrolmen next." Manyi lay on the sofa, spreading herself out even more: "I'm not going. I finally got out of here. Don't even think about making me go back to work even a second longer."

Ning Yao: "What if I kneel down and beg you?"

Manyi closed her eyes: "...Your knees have lost their value, I'm too lazy to even take a picture of them with my phone."

"I see." Ning Yao withdrew her knees, looking quite regretful.

His eyes darted around, and a string of bad ideas popped into his head without consuming any brain cells, as simple as breathing.

"Are you interested in my body?" Ning Yao asked with a smile, like a salesperson peddling substandard health products.

Manyi opened her eyes in shock: "What nonsense are you spouting? Get out!"

Ning Yao fidgeted and feigned shyness: "Although you're definitely thinking dirty thoughts, they probably aren't too far off~"

Sora: "If you want to donate your body, I can help you."

Ning Yao clapped his hands: "As expected of my good Hou Mi, you're on the same wavelength! That's exactly what I meant!"

"What do you mean?" Manyi was clearly still recovering from the shock she had just experienced.

“My body,” Ning Yao rolled up his sleeves to show off his biceps, “Hehe, not bad, right? Here, this body I’m using now, you can take it for research, or if you don’t want to research it, you can use it for hot pot.”

Manyi pinched it: "Oh, you've practiced well. I thought you were a greyhound."

"How is it?" Ning Yao rolled up the other sleeve and raised his arms like Popeye.

“Not so good~” Manyi yawned and lay back down. “Even if you train to become a bullfrog, your body is just a high-quality imitation of a human. Although it has research value, I don’t study this direction at all, and I don’t write papers anymore. So your body has no appeal to me. Even if I used it to cook hot pot, it wouldn’t taste good.”

"Moreover, the technology for this thing is highly monopolized. It's impossible to replicate without a 'crazy lab'. If I want a few more prototypes, it would be more convenient to just place an order with the alliance. Why bother researching it myself?"

Ning Yao leaned against Chunyu Kong and sobbed, "He said my body is completely unattractive, waaaaah~"

Manyi: "So, after all I said, you only heard one sentence?"

Chunyu Kong punched Ning Yao to the ground, his fist plunging deep into Ning Yao's stomach, almost piercing him through.

"Get out of here, or the next punch will be yours."

"How rude..."

"Would you like to go?"

"Let's go, let's go!"

The way things unfolded terrified Grandpa Geng: "Oh, Xiao Ning! Are you alright?"

“Still alive…” Ning Yao stubbornly got up from the ground. “I won’t keep you from your work, sir. We have to go now.”

Grandpa Geng was stunned: "No?"

"See you later, sir~" Ning Yao waved his hand and followed the two people in front of him.