I Wasn't Born Lucky

121-125 (Edited)

Chapter 121

The weeping woman covered his face and cried far more than before. The people who heard it would cry and those who saw it would feel sad. Xiao Li inexplicably had the feeling of bullying a girl and he approached the other person to try and comfort her. "Even if it isn't long, you can wear a wig. A wig is good. You can have a different hairstyle every day."

His movements caused the weeping woman's tiny fuzzy hair to slip off the smooth scalpel, covering the long hair on the ground like black snow. The weeping woman paused for a moment. Then she kept covering her face and cried loudly.

Xiao Li suggested, "...Or should I find you a professional to help you create a new hairstyle?"

The weeping woman exposed an eye between her fingers.

Xie Zeqing asked for her, "Who?"

He always felt that the 'professional' mentioned by Xiao Li wouldn't be a human.

"The split mouthed woman." Xiao Li replied. "She uses scissors as a weapon and it is at least a little better than my scalpel."

Xie Zeqing, "......"

Was this what a woman would say? The scissors of the split mouthed woman? He was afraid that the scissors would click and accidentally cut off a head. He had a sore neck at the thought.

The weeping woman closed her fingers, covered her face again and hung her head down to cry. This didn't require Xie Zeqing to translate. Anyone could see that this meant rejection.

Xiao Li wondered, "...Not yet?"

He really ran out of methods. Xiao Li beckoned to Ri Yan, telling the other side to come here. However, Ri Yan pointed to the weeping woman standing in the middle. He wiped the corner of his eyes, saying he was afraid to move around her, even if she seemed immersed in the grief of her hair being cut.

Xiao Li snorted and bypassed the weeping woman. He went to the corner to personally bring Ri Yan out, giving the previous apple to the other side at the same time. Ri Yan held the selfie stick in one hand and the red apply given by Xiao Li in the other.

Xiao Li stated, "For you, to calm your nerves."

A whimper overflowed from Ri Yan's mouth. He somehow held the red apple and took a hard bite.

...Wow, it was sweet.

Xiao Li took Ri Yan out of Room 909. He originally wanted to place the other person by Xie Zeqing's side but Ri Yan seemed to have a psychological shadow regarding that room due to the previous transmission experience. Xiao Li had to let this person stay in Room 908 first.

Meanwhile, in Room 909, the crying that was enough to last for three days also disappeared along with Room 909. Ri Yan put the selfie stick on the table but didn't turn off the live broadcast. Due to the angle, the audience could only see him eating the apple as well as his huge nostrils.

[Ri Yan can you move your position. I am almost sucked in by the two black holes that are your nostrils.]

[I... I'd also like to be given an apple by Moriarty.]

[Me too! I am still laughing; I'm laughing so loud that I almost woke up my roommate. I need an apple to block my mouth.]

Ri Yan glanced at the screen. He snorted and ate the apple while moving the selfie stick, changing the angle. Apart from Xiao Li and Xie Zeqing, the rest of the reincarnators' senses returned. Their gaze toward Xiao Li wasn't the same.

In particular, Hull had wanted to see the Sherlock that Lance and AK47. Now he was deeply impressed by Moriarty's actions. He thought that Sherlock definitely couldn't be compared to Moriarty. Could Sherlock cut the hair of the weeping woman? Definitely not.