Work hard to gain experience

Chapter 33

There was no response from Zhong Qingxue.

Xia Le'an waited for a while, put away her phone and continued to wander.

Half an hour later, I suddenly received a system prompt.

"Zhong Qingxue's current favorability value for the host is 28. "

Xia Le'an, who was resting on a bench by the roadside, had a curved mouth, took out her mobile phone and clicked on Zhong Qingxue's chat interface: "Did you go to search for Zi Tong's meaning?"

Just about to click send, but stopped again, and after a while, silently closed the interface, always feeling that if this sentence is sent out, the favorability value will definitely drop again.

"The benefactor wait...wait a minute..."

The sudden voice made Xia Le'an turn around curiously, what age is this, why are there still people calling benefactors?
Halfway back, I remembered something. Sure enough, the person behind me was the unprofessional magic stick I met on the street before. At this moment, his expression was a little anxious: "Did you see before that on my desk, there is On that gossip cloth, is there something like this?"

Don't call me a benefactor anymore?

Xia Le'an secretly looked at the thing in his hand with joy in his heart.

A piece of wood the size of a fingernail looks like a piece of wood left after it was broken, and there is nothing special about it.

Xia Le'an carefully recalled the scene of sitting on the fortune-telling booth before, and shook her head uncertainly: "I don't have any impression, I don't remember if I have seen it."

"Really? Excuse me, take your leave."

The magic stick was about to leave, Xia Le'an looked at the red exclamation mark on his head, and looked around again.

These are all missions that come to your door. If you don't accept them, it seems a little unreasonable. Moreover, it's just a question, and it doesn't have to be done.

Take two steps to catch up: "What's the matter? Is there anything special about this piece of wood?"

The magic stick did not respond, and kept looking around, the anxiety in his eyes became more and more obvious: "It has nothing to do with you, don't ask more questions."

It's okay, don't ask too much.

Xia Le'an is an ordinary person with the curiosity that ordinary people would have. When he heard this, how could he not ask, but what he asked was not a magic stick, but a question in his heart: "System, if I use the junior detective now Is it an abuse of skills?"

As Xia Le'an thought, the system did not give any response. Xia Le'an asked this question just for peace of mind, and used the elementary detective method on the small piece of wood.

Immediately, several lines of translucent text appeared on the small wooden chip and the magic stick.

"Extremely anxious, as if looking for something. "

"This piece of wood is dry and cracked, and it has been at least five years since it was cut from the tree. "

"The wrist shakes lightly from time to time. This piece of wood should be very important to him. "

"..."

Combining the explanations obtained by using the detective method on the magic stick twice, Xia Le'an had some ideas: "Are you looking for the person who put this small piece of wood on your desk?"

The god stick stopped abruptly, stared at Xia Le'an up and down a few times: "You know?"

Xia Le'an shook her head directly: "I don't know."

The magic stick stepped forward and wanted to leave, but Xia Le'an followed suit: "However, I can figure out where he is."

"!"

The god stick stopped again: "What do you mean?"

"I said, I can work out who put the chip on your table."

Xia Le'an smiled triumphantly, but the magic stick rolled his eyes contemptuously: "God stick!"

I snapped...

Being called a god stick by an unprofessional magic stick, Xia Le'an didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this time. Watching the magic stick move again, he spoke directly on the spot, with an extremely confident tone.

"If you keep walking, then you may or may not find that person. However, if you let me find that person, I can definitely find that person, and I will not charge you any fees, or help After you find that person, you can just look at it and give it to me, not for anything else, just because you don't believe in my professional ability."

The magic stick didn't know if he heard Xia Le'an's words, and continued to walk, but his footsteps became slower and slower until he stopped completely. After being silent for nearly a minute, he suddenly turned around and returned to Xia Le'an: "Can you really help me?" Find the owner of this piece of wood?"

"Do I have to lie to you? Or, do you think, with your IQ, you will give me a dime before you find someone?"

Xia Le'an's current mood is the same as what I said just now. He is quite unhappy with the doubts about his abilities. It would be fine if Xia Le'an was really a magician. Xia Le'an's bust was really going to swell.

"Of course not. If I don't find this person, I won't give you a penny."

The magic stick also seemed to understand what Xia Le'an meant, and nodded: "Okay, then help me figure out who the owner of this piece of wood is."

"Su Zhiming released a side mission to find An Xiangquan and get An Xiangquan to recognize Su Zhiming's ability. Completing this mission can increase the host's affinity and credibility, and there is no penalty for failure. "

this reward?

Compared with the difficulty of this task, is it too simple?

To do or not to do?
Xia Le'an just hesitated for half a second.

"Accept the side mission issued by Su Zhiming, find An Xiangquan, and let An Xiangquan recognize Su Zhiming's ability. "

"Have you figured it out?"

Seeing Xia Le'an's unnatural expression, Su Zhiming smiled with disdain: "So, can you stop bothering me, I don't have time to play with you..."

Su Zhiming turned around, Xia Le'an stopped where he was, watched Su Zhiming walk about ten steps, and then slowly opened his mouth, uttering three words: "Su Zhiming!"

Su Zhiming stopped in his tracks, and this time, he came to Xia Le'an almost sprinting: "You...could it be you? Did you put this piece of wood?"

"no!"

Xia Le'an smiled calmly: "I've said it before, I'm different from you, I can really count your name, I was the one who figured it out."

Xia Le'an stretched out her hand to pinch her fingers, looked at Su Zhiming's shocked expression, and felt secretly refreshed: "I make you look down on me so badly, hum..."

"Really... Really... Can you figure it out? Is there really such a thing as fortune-telling in this world?"

Su Zhiming stuttered a bit, Xia Le'an looked at the Taoist robe on Su Zhiming with strange eyes: "Don't you feel that it's against the law for you to wear this dress and tell me this?"

"Don't be too happy yet!"

Su Zhiming seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed: "Who knows if you knew my name somewhere, I asked you to count it, it is the owner of this piece of wood, not to ask you to count my name."

"Safe and safe!"

Xia Le'an said solemnly: "The owner of this piece of wood is named An Xiangquan."

Su Zhiming looked at Xia Le'an, and still had some doubts: "Who knows whether what you said is true or not, you can name whatever you want."

(End of this chapter)