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Chapter 849 Strange Food Restaurant

"Captain Xue, he's been studying the data in the pressure testing room for six hours now." An officer knocked on Xue Se's office door, wiping sweat as he reported, "There are no windows, the atmosphere is oppressive, and it even releases gases with dangerous signals, but none of that seems to affect him. He's completely absorbed in his work."

"Understood. Stop the test and have Captain Chen take him out for dinner."

"Captain Chen?" The officer hesitated. "Wasn't Captain Chen Bing suspended for allegedly transporting contraband?"

"Ask less of what you shouldn't ask." Xue Se was too lazy to explain. Chen Bing had a good relationship with the Moral Supervision Group. All the injustices and framing he suffered at the police station were to make it easier for him to work for the Moral Supervision Group. "From now on, let's not interfere and wait for the Moral Supervision Group to come and take him away."

The iron door to the stress test room opened, and a male police officer in his thirties walked in. He was of the same rank as Xue Se, and always had a smile on his face, as if he had a good relationship with everyone.

"Hello, my name is Chen Bing. I have people-pleasing personality disorder. You can think of me as a nice guy."

"What an unusual introduction! People with a people-pleasing personality disorder can become a police officer?" Dr. Gao didn't believe that a nice guy could become the criminal investigation captain of the Xinhu Police Station.

“Nothing is impossible. You should have finished reading the information about the current situation in Shanghai, right? The Human Rights Commission and the Ethics Oversight Group are very powerful now. If we let them run wild, the city may be destroyed. Those guys look well-dressed, but they are all abnormal lunatics. They should all be locked up in mental asylums.” Chen Bing put a black opaque hood on Dr. Gao’s head.

"You're so indignant, yet you're putting this on me. Don't you find that contradictory?"

"The police have paved the way for you. As long as you cooperate, your future is bright." Chen Bing led Dr. Gao out of the stress test room and was helped into a car.

The journey was long and bumpy, and it felt like a long time had passed. When the hood was removed again, Dr. Gao had already been led by Chen Bing to the back door of a villa.

Welcome to the Strange Food Hall.

The door, inlaid with teeth, slowly opened; a long tongue hung from a tree branch; the faces of handsome men and beautiful women were pasted on the walls; fingernails and fingers filled the gaps in the floor tiles; and the window in the distance seemed to open its eyes, spitting out a black carpet woven from hair from its huge mouth.

Crows peck at a severed nose, and brightly dressed servants stand among the flowers and plants, parts of their bodies contained in transparent boxes, as if they were both servants and food.

The clock on the third floor was shaped like a heart, and as the heart rang, everyone looked toward the end of the hair carpet.

Bright light shone from the eye sockets, revealing two men lying face down on the ground, elbows on the ground. Their backs were sunken, they were emaciated, their faces were covered with locked muzzles, and their necks were encircled by expensive collars.

As a sobbing sound rang out, a magnificent shoe stepped onto the soft carpet. Looking up from the shoe, one could see unusual aristocratic attire. The person had only one leg, one arm, one eye and one ear, and even half of their mouth had been sewn shut.

"Banban, inform your father that Chen Bing and the new instructor have arrived."

A one-legged monster called Banban hopped around inside the house, and lights were turned on one by one, illuminating this fantastical and eerie villa. Strange things were hidden in every corner of the house.

A framed picture of human bones hangs high, covered by translucent skin. The head is huge, and the dwarf with short limbs plays music. A row of seven "beep beep beep" sounds as they play and sway. The pillar in the center of the room tilts and applauds. It is an exceptionally tall woman whose legs are fixed in place and whose body is covered with many tubes. She trembles with her breath.

“Don’t space out. This is the home of Mr. Gourmet, the deputy head of the Moral Supervision Group. Dr. Bucun is his assistant.” “It’s hard for me not to space out in this house.”

Candles were lit on the long dining table, and sharp knives and forks were placed on either side of the exquisite plates. Bells jingled in their hands. The kitchen curtain was lifted, and girls dressed in white with their eyes covered by white cloths walked out, carrying trays in their hands.

As the music changed, the girl put down her plate, stood respectfully on either side, and looked towards the room deep in the corridor.

Steady footsteps echoed in the darkness, and a tall, thin, pale-skinned deformed man emerged from the shadows.

His hands and feet were twisted, like a haphazardly conceived monster, barely recognizable as human. His face was covered by a white mask that could open and close, the upper half of which was pure white, while the lower half was painted with a split mouth.

"Mr. Eater is a well-known philanthropist in Shanghai. His story is very inspiring. From a deformed child who was ridiculed, he gradually became one of the rule-makers in Shanghai. His existence inspires countless citizens." Chen Bing introduced to Dr. Gao with a smile.

Seated in the main seat, the masked deformed man looked up, and the girl beside him began to serve him.

Flames rose in the marble fireplace, crystal chandeliers gleamed, everything exuded elegance and solemnity, and all services were attentive and meticulous.

Here, eating seems to be the most important thing.

The plate was lifted, revealing raw food, a bloody lump of meat, the source of which was unknown.

Shishi gracefully picked up his knife and fork and began to eat. Chen Bing also wolfed down his food, but Dr. Gao had no appetite at all.

The dishes were rotated until the ninth course was removed and the table was cleaned. Only then did Shi Shi look at Chen Bing and Dr. Gao.

"Dr. Bu investigated the heinous incidents that occurred in Xinhu and helped the police many times. Now that Dr. Bu has disappeared, his colleague Dr. Gao may be able to succeed him." Chen Bing wiped the grease off his mouth and ate Dr. Gao's portion as well, leaving nothing behind.

“If the Xinhu police agree, I naturally have no objection. The Moral Supervision Group was originally organized spontaneously by the citizens, all for the sake of a better tomorrow for Xinhu.” The eyes under the ghoul mask stared at Dr. Gao with a strange look, as if he had seen Dr. Gao before. “However, there are many people in the Moral Supervision Group eyeing Dr. Bu’s position. Dr. Gao’s position as instructor is probably not very secure.”

"With Mr. Ghoul's permission, would they dare to act recklessly?"

"I'm getting old, and my words are becoming less and less effective. I guess the only way to make them understand my attitude is to let Banban become Dr. Gao's assistant."

“No problem.” Chen Bing readily agreed: “Dr. Gao, hurry up and thank Mr. Gourmet.”

Without a word of thanks or polite conversation, Dr. Gao stood beside Banban. The real leaders of the ethics oversight group had appeared, and the situation was getting worse. He felt himself getting closer and closer to death; he could already smell the rust on the Grim Reaper's scythe.

"No need for thanks. I've adopted many children in my life. Besides obedient ones like Banban, there are also some particularly rebellious ones. Some of them became police officers, and others became pediatricians in small hospitals. If Dr. Gao can persuade my adopted son to come home for dinner, that would be a great help to me."

(End of this chapter)