Chapter 1320 - 585: The Killer Truly Has Reasons This Time

Chapter 1320: Chapter 585: The Killer Truly Has Reasons This Time

Without paying further attention to the touching scene of the mentors and apprentices behind him, Lin Li drove to the nearby area for a casual lunch.

Actually, Sister Li wouldn’t mind if Lin Li ate the boxed lunch she ordered in bulk for her staff at noon, as long as he mentioned adding one more portion in advance. But Lin Li really didn’t want to take this advantage.

Such is the greatness of character; no more words are needed.

Ah, I am truly a proud and strong rose~

After the meal, Lin Li drove straight to Bai Bufan’s house.

Regarding the clothes he was wearing, still work pants?

"Treasure Robe" is "Treasure Robe." Don’t even mention changing into a comfortable and refreshing casual wear suitable for a visit in the blink of an eye; even switching into a pure and sensual sexy sleepwear, stepmom dress, thong, stockings speed attack black silk robe suitable for bedroom battles is only a matter of seconds.

Cultivation is really too useful.jpg.

"Lin Li: Come downstairs."

"Bai Bufan: On my way."

Since this wasn’t a surprise attack, Bai Bufan, who was prepared, didn’t dawdle and soon appeared downstairs, giving Lin Li a middle finger as a greeting.

The message asking Bai Bufan to come downstairs was sent in the group chat, so there was no need to additionally remind Qu Wanqiu. After Bai Bufan got in the car, they headed towards her place directly.

"How come today—" Bai Bufan looked towards Lin Li.

"Shh—" With an index finger pressed against his lips, Lin Li interrupted Bai Bufan, speaking plainly: "Bufan, don’t ask first, listen to me tell a joke."

"Go ahead."

"On the way to work, SpongeBob meets Mr. Krabs and says: ’Morning, Mr. Krabs.’ Do you know how Mr. Krabs responds to SpongeBob?"

"Does he go straight for the most sensitive spot, like Octopus Brother’s salary O.o?" Bai Bufan retorts.

"No," Lin Li smiles, though the smile carries a hint of coolness: "Mr. Krabs’ response is—’You’re the prune leak! You damn prune leak! Dare to call me prune leak! I’ll now use every hole in your body to prove whether I’m the prune leak or not! Spread them yourself!’"

Bai Bufan: "?"

Bu Hao! The resentful kid!

"No need to prove it, bro, no need to prove it, I was wrong." Bai Bufan pressed his body against the car door, trying to distance himself as much as possible from Lin Li, laughingly pleading for mercy.

"You don’t know you were wrong, you just know you’re going to become a puff."

"Lin Li! Ancient people have said, ’Parking to admire the maple forest late!’ We’re still driving, you can’t do this! In this case, the prune leak is actually me, isn’t it enough, it’s me, is me!"

Lin Li’s expression changed instantly: "Bro, then I suggest you take some anti-diarrhea medicine, my prune leak was cured by taking this medicine."

Bai Bufan: "..."

After a moment of silence, Bai Bufan spoke: "Lin Li, have you read the short story, Parsley Manor."

"Tell me more."

"I’m a timid chef, trapped in a snowstorm manor, after the murder occurs on the first day, I put laxatives in everyone’s food. On the second day, I put laxatives in everyone’s water. On the third day, I put laxatives in everyone’s anti-diarrhea medicine.

On the fourth day, the killer takes out the hidden satellite phone to confess.

All in all, it’s a happy ending mystery novel."

"You didn’t complete it," Lin Li smiled, shaking his head:

"The true setup is this: a chef with a full supply of laxatives ready to drug everyone, a Bao Wei ready to eat all the food, a plumber ready to destroy the sewer and let feces and urine pile up in the manor, a carpenter with strong glue ready to seal all doors and windows, a refrigeration technician with minus liquid nitrogen ready to freeze all drinking water, and a killer.

Total six people, starting this snowstorm manor mode deduction.

Bufan, can you think of their ultimate skill combo—Bao Wei eats all the food in the manor on the first day, then with the help of laxatives pulls out an ultra-large, ultra-smelly, super-runny, and most importantly impossible to be discharged out of the manor feces mound, then everyone must drink this bowl of thin gruel to avoid dying from stink or starvation."

After hearing this, Bai Bufan pondered for a moment, succinctly commenting: "The killer is right."

Where are the six people, isn’t it just one human, the killer?

Turning on the car stereo, continuing to play some hell tunes, Lin Li raised his chin, returning to the original topic: "By the way, Bufan, what were you trying to say just now?"

"Good question, I also have to think about it." Bai Bufan frowned, really needing to think about it.

Then suddenly his eyebrows lifted, remembering: "Oh, I was about to ask why you didn’t go get a style today and impress Class Rep’s parents later?"

"Had preschool class in the morning, not convenient." Lin Li replied.

The main reason Lin Li was worried about getting something flashy that might be misconstrued as a declaration of war by Middle Man, and truthfully, Lin Li also had some consideration today—just more towards the obedient side, completely normal for Bai Bufan’s dog eyes to miss.

"You actually did get a winter break job huh." Bai Bufan clicked his tongue twice.

As for why Lin Li said it was preschool class, Bai Bufan naturally understood—it’s winter break jobs or summer break jobs, these are basically preschool classes.

"Spend what needs spending, save what needs saving, top-notch quality of life." Lin Li responded with a smile.

"Lin Li, did you know that Bao Wei also found a winter break job?"

"Oh? What’s he doing?"

Lin Li doesn’t monitor the gaming group chat constantly, and sometimes if you go through every single message from the 999+, your day is pretty much ruined mentally.

"He’s doing stocking work at a supermarket, and he’s been at it for some time. He says it’s quite tough, with two shifts, one morning plus evening, the other afternoon plus evening, rotating daily. And he says every time after a morning + evening shift, when he wakes up from napping at home in the afternoon, he feels like two days have passed, double the pain..."