What's Wrong With Being A Salted Fish?

Don't Open Your Eyes at Midnight 5

When they arrived at the restaurant, besides Xiao Yuan and Zhou An, there was only the elite man sitting at the table. It was unknown whether the others were still looking for clues.

Xiao Yuan obviously still remembered the argument between him and Lin Zhuo and the other two. When he saw them, his expression instantly turned very ugly.

Alas, what a petty-minded man.

Lin Zhuo rolled his eyes in front of Xiao Yuan. The latter seemed to want to get angry on the spot, but for some reason he held back.

Lin Zhuo took Wen Chuan's hand. Wen Chuan felt uncomfortable and wanted to let go, but looking at Lin Zhuo, he did not resist.

"Brother, can we sit here?"

As if on purpose, Lin Zhuo pulled Wen Chuan to sit opposite Xiao Yuan and the others. When they sat down, Lin Zhuo gave Zhou An a provocative look.

Zhou An felt a little confused, but subconsciously hugged Xiao Yuan's arm tightly.

Zhou An stared at Lin Zhuo and thought: This guy is not trying to snatch Xiao Yuan from me, right? The golden thigh is mine!

Thinking of this, Zhou An's expression became a little angry, but Xiao Yuan only felt that he was shy and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Brother Xiao?" Zhou An looked up at Xiao Yuan in confusion. What was he laughing at? Could it be that he really fell in love with this coquettish bitch?

Xiao Yuan patted Zhou An's hand, looked at him with gentle eyes, and calmed Zhou An's anxious heart.

Damn, I'm full.

Lin Zhuo burped and wondered if he could skip lunch.

...

After everyone had arrived at the table, Clay also appeared in the restaurant.

Compared to before when he was as swollen as a pig's head, his appearance has now returned to normal, except that there are still some bruises on his face, as if he had been hit somewhere.

Except for the four people who knew the truth, the other players were more or less curious about what Clay looked like, but they didn't dare to ask for fear of making Clay angry.

"Oh, my dear guests, although I don't have any hope, did you find my lovely rabbit this morning?" Clay asked with his hands clasped together.

The restaurant was silent and no one answered.

Clay looked disappointed, but quickly cheered up: "Forget it, I know it won't be that fast, um, now let's enjoy lunch."

As he spoke, Clay clapped his hands, and servants pushing food carts appeared behind him. They quickly placed the food in front of each player, and then quickly disappeared.

"Okay, let's start enjoying it." Clay lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down at the main seat. When he raised his knife and fork, he seemed to remember something and said with a smile, "Look at my memory. I forgot to tell you that the chef made a mistake today and accidentally knocked over the insecticide. I don't know which dish it fell into. I'm so sorry."

But he didn't look apologetic at all with that smiling face.

The woman with the backpack raised her hand again and asked, "Will there be any problems?"

Clay tilted his head and answered her kindly, "it's nothing, it's just very poisonous."

Is this not a problem?!

Several people looked at the various fragrant dishes in front of them and hesitated, wondering if there was something wrong with the one in front of them.