magician

Chapter 89

The two talked and laughed without any tension.

"Dong dong!" Someone knocked lightly on the door and stuffed food in through the opening at the bottom.

"Yo! There's still something to eat." Qing'er got up to get it, "Let me see what it is!"

Two very ordinary meals, one with vegetables and tofu, and one with steamed stuffed buns, were still piping hot.

"Huh? I thought they would bring some bad food and cold dishes! Is this considered preferential treatment for prisoners?" Qing'er took a bun and bit it into her mouth, brought the rest to Yin Huanhuan, and then took a bite of the bun in her mouth. Baozi, "Well, the stuffed meat is delicious, eat it, I tried it, it's okay."

Yin Huanhuan teased, "Do you have the ability to test for drugs?"

"That's right! Any poison is useless on my aunt, and it can be turned into nutrients to nourish my body." Qing'er ate one bun and took another.

Yin Huanhuan glanced at her, and took a bite of the bun in his hand, "You arrested those women to absorb their energy, right? Without that energy, what would you do?"

Qing'er paused, then squinted her coldly, "Kids, what do you care about so much?"

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." Yin Huanhuan picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up the tofu. Feeling that the texture...was a bit weird, she used the chopsticks to push the dishes away.

Qing'er opened his head curiously and came over, seeing the things Yin Huanhuan took out, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"This is……"

It was obviously a piece of paper. I don't know who put it in the dish. Because it was green vegetables and tofu, it would not be obvious if white paper was mixed in.

Yin Huanhuan shook his hands, and shook off the vegetables and tofu that were stuck to the paper.

Then open it carefully.

The handwriting has not been melted by the oil, that person should have used permanent ink that will not fade.

"Save my sister."

Yin Huanhuan and Qing'er looked at each other.

Qing'er was a little unconcerned, "What do you mean? Someone asked us for help? Didn't you see that we are all in danger?"

"Maybe she has nowhere to go." Yin Huanhuan squeezed a trick with her fingers, and the note burned instantly, leaving no residue. "The so-called emergency medical treatment is probably like this."

Qing'er nodded, "Are you going to meddle in this business?"

"I don't have any plans for now. We'll go back when we find Mo Hong and the others."

"How to find it?"

"Since the snake demon has left us behind, it must be of some use. The next time I see her, I will just pick it out. Or..." Yin Huanhuan took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, only to hear a "click", and her whole picture His face twisted, and he slowly took out a key from his mouth, "Maybe we should really meet this kind person."

Qing'er suppressed a smile and asked, "Are you sure the one who gave the key is the same person who wrote the note?"

"No accident, yes." Yin Huanhuan got up, inserted the key into the keyhole, and turned it slightly.

"Crack"!
The door opened with the sound.

Yin Huanhuan beckoned to Qing'er.

Qing'er got up and followed Yin Huanhuan out.

The outside is an ordinary room, and a row of them is very neat.

If it wasn't for every room having a partition for food delivery, Yin Huanhuan could hardly see anything unusual.

Qing'er elbowed her, "Hey, do you think Mo Hong and the others are in a certain room?"

"Maybe..." Yin Huanhuan nodded invisibly, "If that's the case, what is the purpose of the snake demon?"

(End of this chapter)