The package has assigned me way too many objects.

That's understandable; they're worried about being discovered, so they don't put it in their own closet.

"Call all the interns who wear this uniform size over here, then take this garment for authentication. We should have the results within twenty minutes," Mandy instructed.

But before the test results arrived, the stuttering man had already recognized whose clothes the clothes had been taken off belonged to. Thinking that his food might have been "spiked" by him, Kishigi looked at Kasai in disbelief:

"That... uniform is yours, isn't it? You just borrowed clean clothes from me this morning, why... why did you do this?!"

Kasai couldn't hold back any longer; panic was written all over his face, like a child who had done something wrong, and snot and tears quickly streamed down his face.

"I did it. I... I turn myself in. I'm not an adult yet, so I hope I can get a lighter sentence! It was just a prank I played in the heat of the moment!"

Silence filled Shibuya and the others as they coldly watched the intern cook weeping as if she had lost her parents.

I thought that the person who caused such a commotion in the school cafeteria must have some ulterior motive, and the suspect must be a dangerous individual acting covertly. But it turns out that the suspect is now crying his eyes out.

This was quite different from what they had expected, and they even found it absurd. It was like going to great lengths to investigate a major case, only to find out that the perpetrator just thought it was fun, or even that the perpetrator himself had some mental issues, yet they had been busy with it for so long.

But we can't just listen to his side of the story; we haven't figured out where the canned meat came from or why they did it.

Is it possible for a kitchen intern to obtain a lost cadaver from a medical school?

"But I don't understand, what's the purpose of doing this?" Mandy felt somewhat puzzled. "And it's always the same store. Did the store owner make things difficult for you during your internship?"

"Because of supporting your favorite author, or rather, celebrity?" Shibuya Yi guessed, and suddenly blurted out.

"Huh?" Mandy looked at her incredulously, her eyes seeming to say: What nonsense are you talking about?

At this moment, a girl dressed neatly in a short skirt school uniform stood out. Chu Yinan felt that her face was somewhat familiar. Judging from her hairstyle and clothing, she was most likely the girl who had pressed her chest against him outside the cafeteria. By the way, the sharp object she was holding at the time was just a frighteningly folded A4 sheet of paper.

"Because the celebrity he likes is just a third-rate plagiarist who became famous! To cover up this dark history, he keeps harassing Grandma!" She glared at Kasai Quan.

"?" Mandy nudged Shibuya with her elbow and gave her a question mark.

Left with no other option, the latter had to send the information he had gathered earlier to Mandy via his mobile phone, and also open the document and show it to Chu Yinan.

Chu Yinan glanced at it and felt even more that the matter was absurd, feeling that there really were people in the world whose brains were like two different species from normal people.

A few years ago, a writer became famous by plagiarizing another female writer's old work. After becoming famous, the work was adapted into a film and television series. As the saying goes, the taller the tree, the more the wind blows. Because of the high exposure, the work that became famous through plagiarism was dug up and the dark history was exposed. A certain star who starred in the film and television adaptation was ridiculed by passers-by. The star's fans were not happy that their idol was being attacked, so they went to confront the plagiarized author. Under pressure, the plagiarized author had no choice but to stop writing.

Incidentally, the person whose work was copied is the old lady who now runs a stew shop.

Shibuya Giri investigated this matter, but because the old lady didn't do much to advocate for herself, the matter was quickly forgotten by others.

"You're talking nonsense! My Fei Ze is innocent. It was arranged by his management company. What did he do wrong? If your old lady's work hadn't been copied, would anyone even know? And you're still attacking him like that! Do you know how hard he works? And now he's being smeared because of that incident!"

Kasai, who had been crying and sobbing, suddenly started cursing at the girl, his self-righteousness being quite astonishing.

"Ha! You can't believe it, can you? Your grandfather's donated body is gone! It's rotting in your old hag's meat pot!"

Mandy's eye twitched. Were these people heartless?!

The elderly woman who had been cooperating with the investigation overheard this information. Her cloudy eyes widened in shock, and she suddenly lost all strength in her limbs. Fortunately, she was supported by a police officer, or she would have fallen to the ground.

Chapter 57 The housekeeper at home still smells better

This behavior is practically like a cult. Do fans really go to such lengths?

The person has been found, and Chu Yinan can no longer participate in the subsequent interrogation and investigation. All he can do is go home and rest.

Logically speaking, his actions this time should have been quite significant, solving the cafeteria mystery and revealing the real culprit to be the intern cook, Ge Xiquan. However, Chu Yinan felt as if he hadn't accomplished anything.

The damage caused by the other party, whether to the stability of the school or to the old lady at the stew shop, has become a reality and cannot be undone.

The girl's grandfather donated his body for medical advancement and teaching purposes, yet he was insulted like this. It's truly unacceptable.

Yes, the medical school that was robbed also needs to be investigated; it just depends on which department is willing to take on the case.

Chu Yinan took Prosecutor Shibuya's car home. No one was home. Her sister had probably gone to help out at the company, or perhaps she had found a place to seclude herself and create.

He was feeling listless. When he got home at 1:30, he buried himself in the corner of the sofa like an ostrich, his head tucked into the pillow. He wasn't thinking about anything, but he didn't want to do anything either. He even lost the motivation to draw cards.

However, the strong urge to defecate forced Chu Yinan to pull himself together and get up to squat in the bathroom in Aunt Liu's room—he didn't like the toilet on the first floor because the design of the toilet in his house was somewhat deformed, only thinking about catering to the habits of the two tall ladies, ignoring him, a person whose height was still developing.

He took out his phone and opened the AI ​​service app: "Is anyone there?"

[No one's here, but AI is.]

Such a cool and aloof reply style is most likely from Qilin.

"Sister Qilin, do you know what happened today? Why does the artificial island tolerate the existence of such a disruptive force?"

Because thoughts cannot determine one's character, everyone has their dark side, but personal virtues can often suppress the growth of this darkness. However, one cannot judge a person based solely on their thoughts before they commit wrongdoings.

Chu Yinan seemed to understand something and thought it made a lot of sense. For example, he had seen a lot of erotic comics, but his conduct and character were always upright and righteous. He was practically a positive role model for old perverts.

No, he's not an old pervert, he's not old.

There's no need to worry about those things. AI can't use too forceful methods against humans, but stability on Twin Islands is guaranteed, so you don't need to be overly concerned.

The difference between Fu Xi and Qilin is that the former chats with Chu Yinan in a very easygoing manner, while the latter is basically a mentor who lectures him on grand principles and occasionally scolds him. However, when Chu Yinan is feeling down, Qilin's attitude towards him becomes much gentler.

Even when communicating with Chu Yinan in writing, Qilin always used an exclamation mark "!", but now that's not the case.

"Will you take care of this?" Chu Yinan's legs were getting weak from squatting.

Yes, and what you should be concerned about is how to recover the consequences of your previous mishandling of the data.

"You found out too?!" Chu Yinan tensed up.

However, Qilin did not directly answer his surprise.

[And if you can see the bad, you should also see the good. How do you plan to repay the kindness your guardians have shown you?]

Chu Yinan continued to defecate, but Qilin ignored him.

"Sister Qilin is right. Compared to my indignation at those negative things, I should be more grateful for the kindness that Yutang and Aunt Liu have shown me."

Indeed, the bathroom is a place of inspiration for reflecting on life; spraying filth is a way to unleash inspiration.

But today, let's take a break and calm down. I can't catch my breath without watching a few pure love stories.

*

In the evening, Bei Yutang and Yan Liu went home after get off work.

The mother and daughter went shopping halfway through their afternoon work, enjoying an hour or two of browsing. They bought a matching mother-daughter dress with a mature style. The light color accentuated their ample bosoms in the shadows, making their perfect and alluring figures the center of attention wherever they went.

"Chu Nan's shoes are in the entryway. Are you back so early?" Yan Liu leaned against the wall with one hand, hooked her graceful leg, and unbuckled her high heels.

"Chu Nan, are you home?" Bei Yutang asked directly, calling out towards the inner room.

However, there was no response from Chu Yinan. Yan Liu thought of going into the room to catch this guy and see what kind of naughty thing he was doing so engrossed in. Bei Yutang was not used to wearing high heels and planned to rest on the sofa first. However, after sitting down, she found that the touch was a little strange.

"Ouch, Yutang, what are you doing? Your fat butt is pressing on me!" Chu Yinan wailed as she was pinned down by Yutang's jade-like buttocks.

What made Bei Yutang laugh was that even though her younger brother's head was buried under the pillow, she could tell without looking that it was her who had sat down.

The voluptuous and slender girl did not get up, but remained sitting on her younger brother. However, she shifted her weight to her feet, not putting all her weight on him, as she was worried that Chu Yinan's small body would be crushed.

"You're the one who's always burying your head in the sand on the sofa like an ostrich."

After getting out of the latrine, Chu Yinan felt physically refreshed, but his mood still remained somewhat heavy. He lay down on the sofa to sleep, but was woken up by someone sitting on him.

"It's okay, I'm just tired. I need to rest. I've endured too much darkness at my age."

Is this little guy still asleep? Why is he starting to speak in such a childish and melodramatic way?

But the older sister still sensed a hint of disappointment in her younger brother, so she picked him up from under her and let his head rest on her lap.

Yan Liu couldn't catch Chu Yinan in the room. Hearing the noise in the living room, she went out and found Chu Yinan on the sofa.

"What's wrong with my sweet baby today? You were all happy when you left home this morning, but by evening you're like a wilted eggplant?"

The plump and beautiful young woman pulled Chu Yinan up, making him sit on her fleshy thighs, her body pressed against her chest, and she tenderly rubbed the back of his head.

Chu Yinan wasn't quite sure how they could tell she was feeling down. Maybe she was just grumpy from waking up?

The world outside, overflowing with materialism, is cold and dark; indeed, only Aunt Liu and my sister's chests offer warmth.

He forced a smile, which might not have been as natural as usual, but it was certainly earnest.

"Yu Tang, I love you~ Aunt Liu, I love you~"

Bei Yutang didn't quite understand what was wrong with this guy, why he suddenly confessed his feelings?

Yan Liu didn't care about anything else and happily pressed her forehead against the boy in her arms:

"It seems my little Chu Nan has really grown up. He knows that Aunt Liu is the best. From now on, he shouldn't look for girls outside anymore. He can just stay by Aunt Liu's side for the rest of his life, eating together, bathing together, and sleeping together~"

“That would turn Chu Nan into a cripple. It happened before. Mom, you held Chu Nan and slept with him all day without letting him get out of bed. He will still have to stay with me in the future!” Bei Yutang emphasized, squinting her eyes.

"That's just an occasional break. Today, Xiao Chunan has finally grown up and become sensible. He even confessed his feelings to Aunt Liu. To celebrate this day, let's take a bath together tonight!"

Chapter 58 The declining birth rate intensifies

Chu Yinan felt that being in the news was a good thing, and it would be best if the news reported on his great achievements. However, given the current situation, he once thought that if he were to be in the news, he would most likely be interviewed about why he was not growing taller.

But unexpectedly, he actually made the news today. His angry outburst at prosecutor Li Zaiye was filmed.

In a short period of time, this news has been frantically forwarded and submitted by major entertainment news websites, and the source of the video seems to be the less than two-minute clip that appeared in the AI ​​news. The titles of the forwarded posts are also bizarre.

"Elementary school students dare to openly criticize the poor conduct of the Fengshui Procuratorate!" "A talented but immoral male prosecutor was verbally abused and physically assaulted by elementary school students!" "Prosecutor Li Zaiye is suspected of being an inside man, and was angrily reprimanded by middle school students!"

Go to hell with you guys! Can't you see my school uniform? Can't you feel the logic and coherence in my speech? Is this something a primary school student should be doing?

The same news story was reposted by various news websites with different styles of headlines.

The comments were equally varied, with some focusing on Li Zaiye's character and others on what Chu Yinan was talking about. However, many people were certain that Chu Yinan's criticisms were quite insightful and sophisticated, speculating that he might have uncovered some clues, which led to Li Zaiye stealing his credit.

This attention naturally led to the "Corpse Thrown in the Cafeteria" case, and then extended to the extreme fan culture. In the end, it was discovered that these were the fans raised by Qi Sanfen Tang, the author of the "Dipping Ink" series, and that every negative news story was inseparable from these people.

"I was wondering why Chu Yinan had been so sullen since she came back. Was she worried about doing something wrong? Scolding a prosecutor is indeed troublesome, but there's no need to worry too much~" Yan Liu helped Chu Yinan rub shampoo bubbles onto her hair.

The bathtub in the house is round and quite spacious, but it's still a bit cramped to accommodate three people, especially since none of the women in the family are petite.

Sitting on his sister's smooth, jade-like legs, Chu Yinan repeatedly switched the push notifications on the wall-mounted screen using voice commands, but the switching was as if he were blind, constantly pushing news about criticizing prosecutors to him. He didn't know if the AIs were doing it intentionally.

"But judging from what Chu Nan said in the video, did he help the prosecution and police solve another case?" More than focusing on the matter of scolding the prosecutor, Bei Yutang was more concerned about how Chu Nan was still able to ask questions so logically even when his face was red with anger.

"How impressive~" Yan Liu, wearing a shower cap, kissed Chu Yinan on the cheek. "If any of my friends brag to me about how outstanding their youngest son's talent show is, I'll bring out this video and say that my little darling dared to scold the prosecutor."

Chu Yinan trembled with anger. "Aunt Liu! Comparing me to children's talent shows is so beneath you. You should at least compare me to high school students' competition results... No, shouldn't you all help me refute these exaggerated headlines? They can't even tell I'm a high school student!"

“Yes, this one points out that you are a high school student,” Bei Yutang said, but there was a hint of a smile in her tone.