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Chapter 216

Ever since Jing Baiye went to France, he and Bermod had met only a handful of times, and they usually communicated by email or messaging software.

He couldn't help but take a few more glances at the beautiful woman whose aura was very similar to that of his guardian. The other woman seemed to notice the direct gaze and turned to look at him with a friendly smile.

This smile looked more like a smile with the corners of the mouth raised and no warmth or kindness in the eyes... He knew that Belmode often smiled like this to outsiders.

Jing Baiye held his chin with one hand and watched them go away.

After contacting Midorikawa Xin, call Bellmode and ask her about her recent situation. She has no tasks recently. The time difference in the United States is daytime, so it should not disturb her rest...

Not far behind them, at another round table, several people were discussing work.

"It's really troublesome. Before the filming of the movie started, the heroine suffered a fracture due to a car accident." A fat man sighed.

"Do you think it would be better to stop filming this movie? There have been many accidents since the beginning of filming. This time, even the male lead was affected. It always feels like he has been cursed..." The bearded man wearing sunglasses frowned.

wrinkle.

The fat man immediately interrupted him: "Hey, are you kidding? Do you want to miss such a wonderful story? The last movie had such a high box office, and many people are paying attention to the sequel of this movie."

"But this movie has constant accidents. Several actors who participated in the casting at that time had accidents one after another. This time, even the male lead was seriously injured. There are no other suitable male actors in the industry." A third person interjected, "This is too much.

It’s unlucky, it’s really like a curse.”

"Yes, it will be bad if this continues. Maybe it will be the same as the day before yesterday, and someone will die." The youngest among the group held his chin with both hands, "The injured guy is the same as the one in my original work.

The image is very different. From my standpoint, it’s a blessing in disguise..."

"It's not that easy to find handsome actors with good skills, but you still refuse to use stuntmen." The man in sunglasses couldn't help complaining, "You can make a living just by looking at your face. Who wants to hone their skills and suffer that?

Nowadays, many dramas don’t even require acting skills.”

The fat man sighed again, trying to calm down by eating, but he glanced at the table and raised his voice instantly: "What's going on? Who ordered scrambled eggs with preserved eggs? Didn't I tell you not to order such strange dishes!"

Jing Baiye had no intention of eavesdropping, but because their volume was not low, he could still hear them clearly.

Shirley, who was next to her, also heard the conversation and heard them mention curses many times. She couldn't help but glance there a few times and muttered in a low voice: "Adults are still so superstitious."

Jing Baiye thought of Yonehara Sakurako, a female employee at Sake Internet Cafe. The reason she came to apply was because she had been exposed to murder cases in her previous jobs. At that time, she cried to him and said that she was cursed by death.

She has been working in the Internet cafe for nearly a month now and nothing has happened.

But speaking of Death...

Jing Baiye turned around and looked in the direction of the Kudo family. He remembered that the boy named Shinichi had a special ability: [The power of death].

When he first saw this strange ability, he asked the system what it meant. The system did not explain it to him, but said that he would understand it after having more contact with him.

"...Gray? The food is here."

Toru Amuro noticed Jing Baiye turning his head and called him.

Jing Baiye turned around, and the waiter came towards them with a plate and put the dishes they ordered on the round plate in the center of the table. One of the plates of Peking duck was placed right in front of him, next to it were the matching pancake rolls and cucumber shreds.

And sauces...there are actually normal dishes here?

"Do you still want Mr. Kudo's signature? If you want, I can go find him when they leave." Amuro Toru said.

"No need to trouble you." Jing Baiye shook his head.

Their food has already been served. It is not good to disturb your own eating or disturb others' eating.

Moreover, it is not difficult for him to get Kudo Yusaku's autograph. Bellmod and Kudo Yukiko have known each other for many years. Even if he doesn't ask her, he can still go to the book signing to get an autograph.

Jing Baiye pressed the turntable and turned the Peking duck to Toru Amuro, "You ordered this dish. You try it first. If this restaurant makes it more authentic, it will taste very good."

Regardless of whether he needed Tohru Amuro's help or not, he was grateful for his kindness.

"The snacks are here." Shirley noticed that another waiter was coming with something.

Jing Baiye's eyes lit up when he heard about dim sum, but when he saw what the waiter was serving, he was stunned.

——It’s the six-flavor xiaolongbao set, with six flavors: soy milk, mango juice, green tea, spicy, oolong tea, and pearl milk tea.

Jing Baiye stared at the heavily modified Chinese dish in front of him. He saw six steamed dumplings soaked in six drop-shaped glass containers, and the glass containers were neatly placed in a steamer like petals.

...Why did someone actually order this weird dark dish?

"This is the most popular snack in our store." The waiter smiled and said, "Here, this is soy sauce. It tastes better when dipped in it."

"...?"

Jing Baiye seemed to understand every word he said, but also seemed to understand nothing.

Shirley used her chopsticks first, picked up the xiaolongbao soaked in orange mango juice, and ate it directly without dipping it in soy sauce. Jing Baiye watched her chew it with a normal expression. At this moment, he felt that Shirley was braver than him.

"It tastes good." Shirley said something that impressed him even more, "Gray, you should try it too."

"..."

Jing Baiye was hesitant, but still picked up the chopsticks. Based on his understanding of Shirley, she would never trick him in this regard - such as telling him that it tastes delicious but coaxing him to eat it -

—Maybe, maybe, probably...it tastes really good?

"If you don't want to eat it, don't eat it. This dish doesn't look normal."

Zhu Xingda, who had been silent since he sat down, suddenly spoke. He was the only one among the four who did not move his chopsticks.

As soon as these words came out, Shirley, who ordered this dish, immediately glanced at him with a look like "Are you doubting my taste?"

Jing Baiye didn't want them to argue. Zhu Xingda had been Shirley's bodyguard recently, and it would be troublesome if she hated him... So he picked up the green tea-flavored steamed buns closest to him with chopsticks, expressing his support for Shirley with his actions.

He hesitated for a moment, then dipped it in some soy sauce which was said to taste better. He took a bite and said, "It's okay, I'll just try it..."

Before he could say the last word, his whole body seemed to be pinned and motionless.

This is an indescribable taste. I have to find a comparison object. That time in the United States, he put the almost expired canned herring and pufferfish sashimi with small fish skin spines in the burnt rice and made three

A seafood rice ball... He ate it without any problem. The adoptive mother's boyfriend and FBI undercover ate this and died on the spot.

Jing Baiye felt that he was going to die, his mind went blank, his fingers loosened, and the chopsticks fell to the ground with a clatter.

He closed his eyes and fell straight to the side.


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