Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 238 The Double Strategy of Little Cutie and Little Cruelty ([-])

Chapter 262 Doctor, I'm Sick!
The naked man was silent for two seconds, and began to state his experience without any emotional fluctuations, like a robot that only listened to the program: "I ordered someone to come... This bitch dared to hit me..."

The man's words were very ugly, An Mo's face became more gloomy, and he kicked the man's chest directly. Seeing the fat on the man's stomach trembling three times, she wanted to dismantle the man again because of the hot eyes. : "If I kill him, can I be exonerated?"

Musize: "...What do you think?"

After saying that, he frowned again: "Don't disturb me, he is very unstable now, and a little carelessness will cause him to wake up from hypnosis, you should go to the sofa to eat fruit."

That kick almost woke the man up, and it took him a lot of energy to control him again. If he punched and kicked a few more times, the scene would definitely get out of control.

An Mo snorted coldly, and kicked the man again before walking towards the sofa. Musize felt his temples throbbing. He had never seen anyone more difficult to serve than this aunt, and he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Looking into my eyes, you will feel very tired and sleepy..." Musizer tried the second deep hypnosis, completely controlled the person, and then cleaned the memory.

An Mo took two mouthfuls of fruit before he remembered a question. He found his small bag and took out his phone to check the time: "This... um, Mr. Takeaway, is the person he ordered coming soon? Are we... still in time?"

Musizer ignored her. He had thought of this a long time ago. When the man stated his story, he had already rehearsed all the possible consequences in his mind. He has been rampant with a scalpel until now, and he did not rely on his good skills. , is a good brain.

After a while, Musizer put the man back on the ground, and covered the man's lower body with the cross-dressing props on the table.

An Mo's sudden sneer sounded in the quiet room: "I don't even shy away from it, what are you blocking there?"

Musizer picked up the paper towel on the table and began to wipe his fingers seriously and meticulously. He heard the sound of An Mo chewing fruit. He paused for a few seconds before answering An Mo's last question: "Since the first time I knocked It has been about an hour since the door, and I don’t need to explain the high efficiency of Yuxingtang to you, so if this is the case, the reason why no one has come is that you have already solved everything.”

An Mo paused while taking the fruit. From the other party's words and deeds, it could be seen that he had figured out the ins and outs of the matter early on. She only guessed that Mu Xize could think of this, but she did not guess that he came up with this. Morning, so fast.

You must have absolute calm and careful thinking in order to be calm at this moment.

"Let's get to know each other again." An Mo put down the fruit and stretched out his hand, "My name is An Mo, and I'm a...reporter."

Celestial Master is a side job?
This idea only flashed in Musize's mind. He didn't ask any more questions, but took the fruit to eat, and replied, "Just shake hands. My name is Musize. You know my profession."

"I know," An Mo withdrew his hand unaware of embarrassment, went to get some fruit to eat, and said after meeting Musize's eyes, "but I want to know your side job."

"It's getting late, I'll go back first." Musize said, already standing up and walking towards the door.

"Don't worry, curiosity can kill a cat." An Mo immediately followed, raising his hand to stop him.

Musize immediately took out a scalpel to fight back, and An Mo fought close to his body without retreating. Many times, the sharp blade of the scalpel passed by his skin, almost bleeding.

It was only after the fight that An Mo realized that Musize's skills were not bad, with both strength and speed. If it weren't for her fighting skills accumulated over several lifetimes, it would be really hard to match the original owner with such a weak body.

The two kicked each other hard on the soles of their feet, and they separated a little distance. Musize gasped slightly and asked: "What on earth do you want to do!"

He suddenly discovered that this kind of inexplicable pestering person was more annoying than those who behaved violently.

An Mo frowned, and Musize's attitude made her very dissatisfied. She angrily peeled another grape and ate it before she was willing to answer him: "You are really strange, you have a bigger temper than me, I told you that I want to know about your side hustle, side hustle!"

When Musize was told by An Mo, he suddenly felt a little bit wrong, as if the anger was really inexplicable, and the girl should really be dissatisfied.

He restrained his unkind look, put the scalpel back in his pocket, turned his head to the wall, and said in an awkward and blunt tone, "I'm a hypnotist, can't you guess what I'm here for?"

What An Mo got was a rhetorical question instead of a statement, and he became even more annoyed, and his tone became worse and worse: "I'm not sure! I guess you are a psychiatrist who comes to treat rich people, isn't it! "

The second time his expected identity was revealed did not come, Musize was stunned, staring at An Mo without saying a word, and it took him a while to find his voice.

He replied: "Yes, I am a psychiatrist, and I come to treat rich people."

He felt that although this girl had good skills, meticulous layout, and bold ideas... but... her IQ was slightly lacking.

An Mo lost his momentum the moment the other party responded, and completed a huge transformation from queen to dog leg in a second: "Hehehehe...Master doctor, I want to discuss something with you...Can you give it to me for free? Cure a disease?"

Musize looked at An Mo who looked like a different person, as if he had guessed something.

He tentatively asked, "What's wrong with you?"

An Mo returned to the queen's aura again, and said something that didn't match his bullshit: "Oh, why are you begging him so pitifully! It's useless!"

"You are—" Musizer spoke again.

An Mo changed his face again and interrupted Mu Xize's question: "Doctor, please ignore what I just said! Can you treat me for free? I really don't have any extra money to see a psychiatrist. I've seen a doctor, I've seen a few before but nothing worked, I—"

"I'm fine! You can go!" It was An Mo who said this, and directly pushed Musize.

However, after pushing twice, it was changed to pull back: "My lord doctor, good people are rewarded, so please help me. How about I give you a five-star review for your takeaway?"

Mu Xize was confused by An Mo's changing faces. He took a deep breath and interrupted her chatter: "You have a dual personality, right?"

"Doctor, you are so smart!" An Mo jumped up and down twice in ecstasy.

"Hey! I told you that nothing happened to me! Don't you want to leave! Hurry up!" An Mo reprimanded angrily.

Musizer smiled, and seemed to have met an interesting person...

"It's still early, why don't we sit down and have a chat." As he spoke, he went back to the sofa and sat down.

　I worked hard and it was past twelve o'clock...

　　Thank you 丠湬, Dream Butterfly, Misty Fungus, No Human Shape, Sundial Cat Laiye, Making Money Is King, 僾孁静鬭, Shirley Lee 19, thank you.

　　Thank you for the monthly ticket of Drunk Smile, thank you.

　　Thank you for the tip, thank you.

　　I found my writer assistant on my phone can reply to your comments!But it still doesn’t work on the computer, as soon as you log in, it’s the reader’s visitor account, probably because I’m too stupid... As for the content of this chapter, I still want to reply to you here~
　　{Encounter with a drunken smile}Ah, school is about to start so early. I wish you good luck in your studies. I will definitely miss you [Compare my heart]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)