I'm an agent, so it's normal for me to know some Feng Shui.

"Haha, I'm just kidding, it's actually a local black goose. The meat of this goose is softer and is good for making dumplings." Yao Qi suddenly laughed.

"...You are quite mentally strong, and you can still make jokes under such circumstances." Yu Hongzhou was speechless for a while.

"No way, I'm used to it..."

While the two were talking, one of the young men not far away suddenly took a photo of Yao Qi.

"Huh?" Yu Hongzhou's thoughts could not escape the surrounding disturbances. His eyes were slightly closed, and the phone in the man's hand suddenly had a black screen and smoke.

"Oh, Zhuo, my phone number..."

"Haha... You're such an ancient thing, you're still smoking." The people nearby burst into laughter.

"Hey, let me borrow the phone and use it."

"No loan."

"Hurry up, stop the motorcycle."

A yellow man smiled and handed over the phone.

After the man took it, something strange happened again, and the screen suddenly went black.

"Ganniolle, what the hell?"

At this moment, a burst of water vapor from the stove just drifted outside.

The young man who broke two mobile phones in succession suddenly slapped the table, stood up and said loudly: "Xie Dajiao, the steam here is too heavy. You have damaged both of my smart phones!!"

"Are you kidding me? Can such a little moisture damage your phone?" The chef just brought out two large plates of dumplings.

"Come and see for yourself, both of our phones are broken, we have to pay for it!"

"Damn it," the chef took the dumplings back and strode to a few people and said angrily: "You little bastards from the Qingzhu Gang, I welcome you to eat. If you make trouble, get out of here immediately. What kind of place is this?"

"Ganniang!" Several young people stood up at the same time.

"Get out!" The chef took out a kitchen knife from behind.

"Come on, chop here!" A yellow-haired man raised his head and pointed at his neck.

The chef picked up the back of the knife and slapped it, and Huang Mao immediately hugged his head and screamed.

"You, you, you...Xie Dajiao, wait...Ganniang Le..."

"Cao Nima, if you don't get out of here, I'll chop you to death one by one, little turtle bastards!" The chef raised his knife again, and the young men fled in a hurry.

"Bah, what the hell? The people of the Qingzhu Gang are getting worse every generation!" The chef chased him to the door and cursed several times.

"Let's go. Go out through the back door." The chef turned back to Yao Qi and said.

"You go ahead. I won't go. I'll find you when I'm done." Yu Hongzhou said, then threw a coin to Yao Qi and said, "Take this with you, don't lose it."

"Well, I haven't seen the coins of the motherland for a long time." Yao Qi put the coins away without asking any questions, and then left with the chef.

Yu Hongzhou covered his body and quickly followed the young people who had just left.

"Do you remember those two people at Xie Da Dumpling Shop?" The young man whose cell phone was broken suddenly spoke to several companions.

"Remember, what happened?"

"Don't you think one of them looks a bit like the face on the new wanted poster issued by the police?"

"Is it true?" People around him suddenly didn't believe it.

"Really, I originally wanted to take pictures, but what the hell, the phone suddenly broke. The phone I borrowed from Yazai also broke when I got it!" the young man said angrily.

"Let's go back and see if those two people are still there. I heard that the Shihe Society is also looking for this person!" One of the Zi Mao suddenly said.

"Why seek death?" At this time, a strange voice suddenly appeared among the people, and Yu Hongzhou's figure appeared out of thin air.

"The liver...is haunted!!"

"No, it's one of those two people just now."

There was a flash of green light, and the young men suddenly stood stunned.

ten minutes later.

"Uh, where were we talking about just now?" Huang Mao was the first to wake up.

"... Let's talk about chicken feathers. I'm hungry. Let's go to Xie Dajiao's to have something to eat."

"go!"

When these people returned to Xie Da Dumpling Shop, they found that no one was in the shop, and then they left cursing.

"The memory erasing technique in the Heavenly Art is quite useful." In a corner not far away, Yu Hongzhou nodded and disappeared.

It's just a few Pipi shrimps, there's no need to kill them, not to mention that this place is too close to Xie Dajiao's shop, so I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble.

"It's time to go to Huihui Shihe Society. After finishing this matter, we can go find Jinse's jade hairpin with peace of mind..."

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This is the city of Fairban, the largest inland city in Alaska.

Coastal cities make money while inland cities are chic. More importantly, coastal cities are more international-oriented after all. Although Laomi is shameless, superficial work still needs to be done. The strategy of tightening externally and loosening internally is king.

Under the night of the bustling city of Fairbanks, where the neon lights cannot shine, sin is like a big net, preying on stray lambs.

Old cat cafe.

It is unimaginable that this quaint and elegant coffee house full of Indian style could be the headquarters of Shihe Society.

There are actually only ten core members of the Shihe Society, with several younger members below.

The sound of drums in the coffee house is light and crisp, the exotic flute sounds are ethereal, and occasionally there is the tinkling of hand bells. The combination of the three will make you feel like you have entered the primeval forest, with the wind blowing the fallen leaves, the birds singing and the clear spring...

It's all very confusing, but if you stray into this, you'll be labeled a 'lamb'.

"jingle!"

As soon as the wind chime at the door rang, two women walked in. One was an exotic woman with blond hair and blue eyes, and the other was an Asian woman with black hair and brown eyes. They both looked good, but they had different styles.

"Wow, I like it here, Anya. There are quite a few Indians here, and their skin color is somewhat similar to yours." The foreign woman said excitedly.

"Yes, I heard that there is a group of Indians who may have a common ancestor with us, but I don't know whether it is true or not," the Asian woman said.

"That's amazing. By the way, don't you want to practice ancient Mayan language? There might be someone here who understands this and is willing to practice with you." The foreign woman said.

When the Asian woman heard this, she looked moved, and then the two of them found a place to sit down.

Soon, a handsome waiter came forward quickly and said, "Hi~, two beautiful ladies, what do you want to drink?"

"Oh~ Do you have any special drinks here?" the foreign woman asked curiously.

"The best drink we have here is called Witch Soul Soup. Beautiful lady, do you want to try it?" the waiter asked with a smile.

"Witch soul soup? What a strange name. Okay, please give me a cup. By the way, how much does it cost?"

"It's not expensive, only 25 meters." The waiter smiled even more.

The foreign woman nodded to show that the price was acceptable, and then said to the Asian woman: "Anya, what about you? Do you want to try this witch soul soup?"

"I'm sorry. I don't want to drink such weird stuff. Just give me a regular latte." The Asian woman said.

"Okay, two beautiful ladies, please wait a moment."

The foreign woman suddenly stopped the waiter and asked: "By the way, do you have anyone here who understands the ancient Mayan language? This friend of mine is an ancient Mayan language enthusiast and wants to find someone who understands to improve his conversational skills."

"What a coincidence. We happen to have a gentleman here who understands this. Do you need my help to call him over?" the waiter said immediately.

"Is that okay? Please forgive me." The Asian woman said happily.

"No trouble, it's my honor. I believe that gentleman will have the same idea!" The waiter gave a very gentlemanly salute and then left.