Infinite Stream: Fox Cub's Black Cat Gachapon Game

As Wenren Yihan had judged before, Fengling’s mission did not mention anything about the last carriage at all.

But when Qidie hugged the other person's arm and called her "sister" three times as if she was wrapped in honey, Fengling stated that she would unconditionally give them any help and information they wanted.

"Sister Feng Ling, what will I do without you?"

"You, you clearly know that I won't ignore you, but you still try this trick?"

Shaking her head and looking at the large koala hanging on her arm, Feng Ling tapped her forehead helplessly and lovingly.

"Wuwu sister, you don't love me anymore..."

The fox cat who was quietly eating melon seeds on the side: ...

The milk tea master meow, who had just eaten two melon seeds, handed the newly picked melon seeds to the [Wheel of Fortune] meow and rubbed his belly.

【Wheel of Fortune】Meow took it, peeled it and swallowed it in one gulp.

"You don't want to eat anymore, meow?"

Milk tea master Meow looked serious: "I've been feeling weird lately, I feel full more and more often for no apparent reason. Do I have a gastrointestinal disease?"

"Um, meow..." Looking around the three people and one fox in the car, [Wheel of Fortune] meow advised it to put its heart in the cat's stomach, "Maybe this is normal, meow...

After a brief discussion, the people and the fox reached a consensus that the rescue operation must be carried out tonight to avoid any further complications.

"Are you so sure that I will come to you for help?"

After his brain cells got a brief rest, Qidie couldn't help but ask Wenren Yihan, who seemed to be not worried at all about standing on the opposite side of him.

While worrying about the possible location of the physical key, Wenren Yihan continued writing and drawing without looking up, but still answered her question with a distracted look.

"You described your identity in detail in the carriage on the first day, and the information about your adoption from the orphanage was not much different from what I knew. I have no reason to suspect that you were lying... Well... It doesn't matter even if you lied."

Anyway, the big fox just drank a few cups of your milk tea and will definitely not show mercy.

"Why?" Qidie asked.

Refusing to give a direct response, Wenren Yihan smiled at her with his fangs showing.

Why do you have to ask so many questions? It hurts my feelings.

Their goal now is very simple, to save people.

The difficulties faced are also well summarized: the key.

Unable to think of a solution for a moment, Wenren Yihuan, who had been frowning since ten minutes ago, closed his Page notebook.

He picked up his big tail and began to count the fluff on the tip of the tail.

[Sparkling flash bomb: biu~biu~biu~bling~bling~ (Doraemon's magical pocket product)

Effect: Just as described above. Meow~ What didn’t you understand?

Fox, you are so stupid. Biu means to launch and bling means to shine.

Throwing a glittering flash bomb will blind all targets within a five-meter radius with it as the center for five seconds, excluding you. 】

Holding his chin in his hand, he put the flash bomb prop back into his pocket and looked at the prop column from left to right and then from right to left repeatedly.

It seems that this book is aimed at dealing with humans at the moment, so "Qi Xiaochen's urn" is useless, so the only thing left is "Lü Xixi's lucky capsule coin".

Being able to give absolutely correct answers, but only able to answer “yes” or “no” questions, then how you ask the question is key…

It would be a shame to ask specific people, is there any way to narrow the scope...

"By the way, you asked me to keep an eye on Chiwu's movements. I paid special attention to him when I went to register for attendance today. He has been transferred to Group B."

The "Yihuo" has a total of fifteen carriages. Excluding the front and the last two carriages, Group A's train police clock in at the seventh carriage, while Group B clocks in at the eighth carriage.

This morning Feng Ling pretended to be half asleep and went to the wrong place. She went to the eighth carriage to clock in and saw Chi Wu's name on the attendance sheet without any surprise.

"There is a 99% chance that Chiwu and Lu Yu are now in the opposing camp. They will definitely try every means to prevent us from finding the key. Moreover, they are all equipped with guns. If we fight them, do not hold back."

Gong Chi seriously reminded the two of the danger, and then less seriously reached out his hand to the fur of a large fox.

"Ok?"

Looking at the hand that was naturally reaching out and placed on his tail, Wen Ren Yihuan uttered a puzzled syllable in his throat.

Then she swung her tail to avoid Gong Chi's hand and wrapped it around her waist.

How come humans nowadays touch foxes' tails so casually? If a big fox wants to use its tail to entangle him, that's the big fox's business, and he's not allowed to be so careless.

"Little fox, let me touch it."

Completely unaware of what modesty was, Gong Chi moved a little closer to him and asked directly for the fox's tail.

Scratching the big furry ball that he had hidden on the other side, Wen Ren Yi Huan was puzzled:

"Why don't you play by the rules?"

Doesn't Gong Chi know how to be shy? How come there are people who take it for granted and ask the fox for its tail with open hands?

"Then what should I do according to the routine?"

Leaning on the armrest of the chair where Wenren Yihan was sitting, someone who had been told that rounding off could "enter the room" and who was now obviously a little overwhelmed and confused, humbly asked for advice.

"You should feel embarrassed and back off and promise to buy me ten cups of milk tea."

He finished speaking in one breath without any pause, a cunning flashed in his eyes that was too fast to capture, and Wen Ren Yihan waited for Gong Chi's answer.

"Ten cups of milk tea?"

"Yeah, wear and tear."

After rubbing his hands on the big furry tail, Wenren Yihan held a piece of naturally shed hair in front of Gong Chi.

Gong Chi squinted his eyes and barely saw what was in his hand, and laughed helplessly.

Why didn’t I notice that the little fox was so dark before?

My hand wasn't even warm enough from just touching it, the wear and tear is really expensive.

Originally, Feng Ling cleared her throat to interrupt the flirting between the man and the fox.

"Ahem... Chiwu has already moved the police carriage from the front to the back, so it can be said that it is fixed..."

"Change carriage?" Wenren Yihan suddenly became interested after hearing this.

He rolled up his tail and threw it to Gong Chi. Gong Chi had always provided food and shelter to the big fox, so he just let him touch it. He turned around and talked to Feng Ling:

"How are the police cars arranged?"

Although Feng Ling felt that Wen Ren Yihuan's question was a bit abrupt, she still thought about it and tried not to miss any details.

"Except for the first and last two carriages, each of the remaining twelve carriages has two rooms for the police officers. The A-group police officers live in carriages 2 to 7, and the B-group police officers live between carriages 8 to 13."

He pressed the small mole at the corner of his eye with his fingertips twice and curled the corners of his mouth.

Aren’t these the conditions for narrowing the scope of questions?