Chapter 1202: Stick Insects in the Night Holy City (8)

"Are you really interested in going to Moxie's place to rest?"

A moment later, in the bustling street, Yuan Shan looked at Fu Qian with a strange expression.

"Why not? I can feel that Miss Moxie's invitation is sincere."

The latter looked taken for granted.

“My bartending skills are also quite good!”

Just like last time, the two came to Yuanshan's friend Moxi's bar, had a drink and got the exact same list.

Of course, you don't need this thing before paying, but considering that you are now under Yuan Shan's "help", you still need it to maintain rationality.

"She was just a normal person, even raising two children on her own."

Faced with his answer, Yuan Shan hesitated for a few seconds, and finally sighed.

"When you talk like this, it can easily cause misunderstanding."

He blinked before paying, with a mysterious smile.

"So you misunderstood?"

Yuan Shan didn't show the slightest concern about this.

"Won't."

He looked appreciative before paying.

What Yuan Shan said just now could easily be misunderstood as saying that she didn't want Moxi to get too close to her out of personal likes and dislikes.

But if you really think so, you would be looking down upon the chief nightkeeper.

The plastic sister behavior that seems to expose the shortcomings of a good friend is actually to tell yourself that that person is a hard-working person, and dangerous people like you should stop dealing with people.

It doesn't matter if you are messing around, if it affects you even a little bit, the life that people have managed to maintain will be directly evaporated.

So the actual meaning of that sentence is that he hopes that he will not get too close to Moxi.

The difference in order means completely different intentions.

Although he looked disgusted throughout the entire process, this person was still a good friend.

Even though I know that this statement may be misunderstood, I still have to warn myself at the risk of misunderstanding.

"It seems that you really have no prejudice against her, so why did you reject her hat?"

While drinking this time, Moxi also shared his regret again, that is, his friend refused to accept his handmade gift.

“It’s not easy to match clothes!”

As soon as the question came up, Chief Yuan gave a decisive answer.

Such an unexpected yet convincing answer.

Fu Qian admired in his heart that considering Chief Yuan's usual performance, he had no doubts at all.

…

"So we start looking directly at the largest casino? I believe it's impossible for all these gamblers to be here."

After answering, Yuan Shan obviously felt that the topic was a bit far-fetched, and immediately suggested a plan for the next step.

A reasonable inference, but theoretically speaking, Alan should have gone to the club by now.

Fu Qian thought to himself.

Finding Alan directly, and then leading Rose through Sharman, is obviously a more efficient transition from the eliminated to the regular army, and the logic is not too rigid.

After all, it makes sense to go to a strip club to find a gambler who will make a fortune when you are full, warm and lustful.

The only problem is that there is no thank you gift to Midas from Brother Moglin yet, so asking a lady to help pay for the strip club would be a bit too rude, so...

"agree."

He nodded before paying.

From church to casino, the two once again embarked on this road of redemption for many gamblers.

…

"Morglin?"

A moment later, Yuan Shan sat down with a smile in the splendid corner of the casino.

There is no doubt that under Fu Qian's subtle prevarication, she once again became the main force in the operation.

And the person Yuan Shan greeted was naturally Brother Moglin, who was proud of his success.

"yes."

The latter did not disappoint. After noticing the appearance of the visitor from the corner of his eye, he immediately cheered up and looked over.

"What is the name of this lady?"

"If I may, may I ask a question?"

Um?

For Chief Yuan, such scrutiny is naturally not polite.

However, when the dedicated woman was about to patiently introduce herself to her family, she stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"You are so lucky..."

This kind of impolite behavior that directly started the second stage clearly made Moglin unhappy. He immediately glanced at Fu Qian with a sneer, his attitude even worse than last time.

"I'm in a good mood right now, so I'm not going to answer any questions—"

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, a flash of silver in his field of vision made this gesture come into consideration.

"Sorry...shall I invite you two to have a drink?"

After looking at it a little unconvincingly, and confirming that it was not dazzling, Moglin thought about it for a few seconds and sat upright.

"Mr. Moglin is too kind!"

Although she was a little surprised by Fu Qian's overly aggressive attitude, Yuan Shan was quite satisfied with how it was done so neatly and she immediately said something elegant and polite.

However, even though she was smiling like a flower, Moglin, who was asking her name just now, had a neck that was like cement, and she no longer dared to take another look.

…

"You two want to ask about Midas?"

After coming to the side and sitting down carefully, Moglin took the initiative to ask questions again, actively demonstrating his sincerity in cooperation.

"Yes, how do you know?"

Yuan Shan waited for a few seconds and realized that Fu Qian, who had just revealed his weapon, had lost his voice again, so he immediately used his tool-man nature to ask questions.

"Because almost all the people who come to me recently are because of this incident!"

However, even so, facing the shaky muzzle of the gun in front of him, Moglin did not relax, but shared the information quickly.

Including the last lucky guy Alan.

"Alan..."

And this name also made Yuan Shan repeat it thoughtfully.

To her, this information, which was completely consistent with the one given by Moxi, was quite credible.

The next moment she glanced at Fu Qian, wondering if he was interested in visiting a strip club.

"Let me confirm, is the Alan you are talking about about thirty years old, blond, and likes to play and eat?"

Fu Qian ignored her, but suddenly looked at Moglin and asked.

This is totally wrong...

Yuan Shan frowned inwardly after hearing this. This was obviously inconsistent with the information provided by Mo Xi.

Did you say something wrong on purpose? Want to see if this guy is honest?

This was her first understanding.

"No...Alan is a little older. He has messy brown hair and his face is a little weak and pale."

It seemed that Moglin had the same idea. The latter wiped his sweat without leaving a trace and explained carefully.

"So that's it."

Fu Qian said no more and continued to look at the gun in his hand.

"...The person you are talking about sounds like a rogue named Ross. He also often hangs around here."

Upon seeing this, Moglin carefully reflected on his answer and tried his best to provide more information.

"Rose..."

The latter nodded slightly without saying anything, and continued to shake the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

"...I remembered, if you two are looking for Midas, I actually have something else I want to ask of you."

Moglin suddenly thought of something, patted his head, and pushed over half of the chips at hand.