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He seemed unable to understand the word for a while.

"Why did you suddenly think of this?"

"Don't be so surprised. Didn't the instructor in the class group post the last time? There are already examples of students being cheated into pyramid schemes in the University of Political Science and Law."

Nowadays, many pyramid schemes are targeting college students, and they are also targeting this point that college students are not well-educated.

Most pyramid schemes use in the name of internships, entrepreneurship, or even love to deceive college students into entering the organization, brainwash them, restrict them, or add violence. If they can treat pyramid schemes with a cautious attitude, there will probably be fewer college students who will suffer.

"What I want to say next, just think I'm just guessing it."

"The aunt who talks endlessly should be a member of the pyramid scheme organization. She looks rich and can only deceive people. She should want to develop the girl or boy opposite to her to become a new lower limit." There is no way to immediately determine who is the same as the aunt among the man and the aunt. "Arranging another person not far away is also to deal with the sudden special situation. Is it the first time that the three people have come?"

"It's only been a month since I came to work in this restaurant." That is to say, it's at least the first time this month?

"If they appear again in the future, remember to take their photos. If you need me, you can call me over and—"

Xiao Han moved his gaze outside the door, Xiao Tan should be almost finished eating, right?

"It's useless to ask him directly."

"The result is that I have to keep an eye on it! By the way, can you tell me if you can hand it over to Captain Nan for me." Jiang Wuya handed over a tissue, which was already used. "Didn't Xiao Tan overturn the drink with powder yesterday? If there is any poison, it should be able to detect it, right?"

"Oh! It's quite clever!" Xiao Han took the tissue.

"I won't have a chat anymore. If I don't start working, the boss should say to me. What about you, where are you going next?"

Jiang Wuya showed an expression of expectation to Xiao Han, and he must have hoped that he would stay.

Although Jiang Wuya usually looks quite big, he actually considers a lot of things.

Stay here to accompany him tonight.

I don’t have much to do when I go back, so stay and help Jiang Wuya take care of the plate.

"HappyBoy, prepare my suit for me, and it's time to work."

"No problem, ah, no, you don't need to change your uniform when working here!" Wuya smiled.

"No, don't you think you'll become energetic after saying this?! Think about it, when Sherlock Holmes was not always saying 'Warson, prepare me as a deer hunting hat and cane, the reasoning is about to begin!'"

"No, no, Holmes' words should be 'Hey Watson, call everyone to the first floor lobby, the show is about to begin.'"

There seems to be no Blizzard-like scene in Sherlock Holmes’ story that Jiang Wuya said?

"Hurry up, Jiang Wuya, I'm too busy here!" Another waiter slapped the door at the door and complained in a slightly reprimanded tone, probably thinking that Wuya was lazy in the kitchen.

"Okay, the Holmes imitation show is here, let's go to work."

"OK."

I decided to help Jiang Wuyaduanpanpan in Star World, and I felt that I was closer to him.

"Hey! Brother, thank you tonight!"

Before pushing open the door of the British Association, Wuya's words still echoed in Xiao Han's mind, and he laughed at himself.

When I opened the door, I finally felt a little warm.

Perhaps because of the end of the period approaching, the current British Association is empty.

Of course, Jun Moxi was also here, sitting in her favorite position, holding a book written by someone in her hand, and as always, she looked in a bad mood.

"Good evening, Miss Jun, are you the only one here?" Xiao Han cleared his throat.

"Well, if you have coffee, there is it on the bar."

She turned the book over a page, but didn't even look at Xiao Han.

She seemed to be still angry. She seemed to be the only one in the last incident, from beginning to end. According to her, she realized that the incident had ended when it happened, but she should not be angry because of some reasons such as worrying about me. She is an absolute curiosity enthusiast. When I was in the middle of the case, I knew to share the clues with her. It must be because of this incident that I was angry.

Xiao Han picked up a can of coffee from the bar.

“pygmalionism.”

"Are you chanting a mantra?"

"Have you heard of "Inhuman Love"?"

She raised the book she was reading in her hand, which read "Edogawa Ranbu Short Story".

“I haven’t read it.”

Xiao Han took a sip of coffee and signaled that she could start.

"It is said that there was a squire named Meno during the Meiji era, and the narrator of the story was Meno's wife."

"Ah, you wait first, is it a curious story?" Actually, I wanted to ask if it was a horror story, but asking this would make me a little timid.

"Don't interrupt. This man named Menye has a melancholy personality and often stays alone on the second floor of the warehouse to read books. Before that, there was nothing strange. But strangely, Menye often sneaks to the second floor of the warehouse in the middle of the night while his wife is sleeping. His wife feels something is wrong, so one night she follows her husband and comes to the second floor of the warehouse, hiding outside the door, and hears a couple whispering from inside."

"The problem arises here. When my wife comes to the second floor, she finds that there is no room for the woman to hide, and of course there is no secret passage."

"Where is the third party hiding?" I couldn't help feeling a little impatient.

“Hide in the box.”

"Box?" reminded of another famous mystery novel.

"There is no third party at all, because the person whom Meno meets every night is a personal doll, a lifelike figure, like a living figure. His wife tore the doll to pieces in anger, but the husband couldn't accept the fact that he lost the doll and committed suicide one night."

“It’s quite interesting.”

I imagined the expression of the man losing his doll in my mind. He must love that doll very much. Because his lover died, did he also commit suicide?

"The question I am thinking about is why can my wife hear the voice of that doll? The husband should be schizophrenia. So who is the female voice that my wife hears at the warehouse door every day?" Jun Moxi picked up the book, "The narrator is the wife in this short story by Teacher Luanbu, right? This actually gives a lot of room for explanation. If you believe in your wife, then the doll should be a doll, that's right."
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