My own war game

Chapter 96 Rabbit Hole

A long-ear headdress, a furry tail, fur on the wrists and ankles, and only leaf-sized coverings on other key parts.

The entire cabin is filled with "bunny girls" in their twenties.

Although He Chi had seen and experienced a lot when he was in China, and had even witnessed "grand scenes" such as Dunkirk in the dungeon, he was still shocked by the bunny girls who twisted their legs and kept walking in front of him.

He thought of the phrase "a pool of wine and a forest of meat".

"You're here. The teacher has been waiting for you for a long time." Rachel, who was also wearing a bunny girl costume, stood in front of him. The Asian girl's outfit was slightly different from the others. The clothes did not reveal a lot of skin. The most obvious feature was that the other girls' bunny ears were white, while hers were gray.

He Chi followed Rachel through the passage. Looking at the short tail shaking in front of him, He Chi tried hard to control his hand from pulling it.

The door opened and other girls took over Rachel's job. There were only two bunny girls in the room and their ears were black.

"Welcome! Young doctor." A voice came from the side.

He Chi turned around and saw someone leaning on a large bed about 8 meters wide in the room with a glass of red wine, watching the hot dance performance of the bunny girls outside the huge glass window.

It was his recent patient, the magician, Pep Garcia.

The man was still wrapped in bandages, and he was drinking. Watching such a passionate performance, He Chi couldn't help but wonder if all the people in this organization were mentally ill.

"You'd better get more rest now. This is the advice of your attending physician." He Chi walked to the bedside and took the other person's wine glass without saying a word.

"This is the best rest for me." Garcia felt in his pocket, took out a black card and handed it to He Chi.

"It's unnamed. There's $300,000 in it. It's the payment for the last consultation."

He Chi nodded and took the card, waiting for the other party to continue. He knew that money was not the point today.

"Rachel should have confirmed with you that you should have kept that thing well, right?" Garcia began to turn the conversation to the point. "I came here today to show you how to use it correctly."

Ding! The sound of the remote control rang out.

The glass window where the bunny girls were dancing darkened and became opaque, and then a clear video was played on it.

The first person to appear was a middle-aged man with sparse hair. He got out of a taxi drunk and then walked towards a building.

He Chi recognized him; this man was the principal of Lola.

"Your copy should contain some dirty information on that guy, right?" the magician asked.

He Chi recalled, "Yes, Michael Kinson, when he was young, had an affair with his female student, which eventually resulted in her becoming pregnant. He spent a huge amount of money to appease her and prevent her from being prosecuted."

"Do you think it will be successful if we go to him directly to negotiate terms?" The magician guided the question like a teacher.

He Chi shook his head. "It's highly unlikely. A long time has passed. According to the state's judicial interpretation, the statute of limitations may have expired. Besides, the girl has her own life now and may not want to recall what happened back then. She probably won't come forward to testify."

"That's right. Since there is no legal risk and there is not enough evidence, we can say that this handle can no longer threaten him in person." The magician nodded enthusiastically. "But if we use some tricks, we can make good use of it."

At this moment, the man in the picture walked into a building drunkenly, and after pressing the elevator call button, he found that it was broken.

Perhaps considering that the floor he was going to was not high, Michael Kinson decided to go up through the emergency passage. He was not so clear-headed that he did not notice that the light in the passage was getting dim as he went up the floor. When he reached the 6th floor, there was only a dim light shining down at the dim staircase, and the light source above his head was still flickering, making the surroundings flicker.

The drunk Michael Kinson tried hard to identify the stairs under his feet, but found a small dark shadow in front of him.

After swallowing, he bravely walked over and found that it was an old-fashioned doll, leaning alone against the wall.

He took a step forward and was about to continue moving upwards, when suddenly a gust of wind blew open the window of the passage, and the doll fell to the ground. From Michael Kinson's perspective, the pair of black eyes seemed to be staring at him.

Looking carefully at the style of the doll, an event from decades ago came to his mind, and the principal's face suddenly became filled with horror.

Twenty years ago, the girl jumped from the sixth floor holding a doll. Although she survived, she eventually suffered a miscarriage.

The doll on the ground was the same one she had been holding back then. She looked up at the floor again and the principal sobered up instantly.

He ran upstairs in panic, but just as he turned the stairs, he found another doll there, exactly the same as the previous one, with a big number 6 written on the passage.

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! !

The principal was terrified and ran upstairs for his life. After a while, he tripped over something and found himself back in his temporary residence.

He walked into the house and closed the door. The horrific memories just now kept spinning in his mind, and it took him a long time to return to his room.

He opened the wine cabinet and took out a bottle of whiskey to calm himself down. At this moment, he saw a document on the desk - it was a proposal on how to deal with Lola.

Looking at the materials showing Lola, who was about the same age as the girl back then, the principal suddenly remembered something and threw the materials into the shredder as if he was avoiding dirt.

Ding! The video was turned off.

"How does it feel?" the magician asked.

"Did you arrange all this?" He Chi asked after thinking for a moment.

"Of course, sufficient intelligence preparation, just the right amount of alcohol and hallucinogenic gas as prerequisites, and pre-arranged environment and props. Every coincidence you see is actually carefully arranged. A team of eight people under me is responsible for the direction of the entire script." The magician explained beside him.

“It looks like it’s going to take a lot of effort and money.”

"Of course, but this time it's a free service, as part of my thanks to you." The magician nodded.

"Then I would like to express my gratitude on behalf of Mr. Constantine's granddaughter." He Chi nodded in greeting. The other party really solved a big problem for him.

"This is just a demonstration, and that's why I asked you to come here." The other party took out the glass from the cabinet and poured red wine into it.

“The gift your teacher gave you is worth far more than you can imagine, but it needs to be used well to be effective.”

"I plan to teach you how to use the materials you have to create the most perfect script, and by the way, solve the troubles around you." The other party shook the wine in the glass and then drank it all.

　I know the word count is too short. Tomorrow is the weekend, I’ll see if I can try harder.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)