Chapter 557
"This, this... Mr. Quan, I will find a way to report it to the company."
Looking at the extremely sumptuous meal in front of him, even though he had just eaten a box of instant noodles and drank all the soup, Song Xinran still felt his Adam's apple throbbing.
Although he has a dual identity, he is just an errand boy in the new world.
No matter who you are, you are too far away from such a high-end restaurant!
This was his first time coming to such a high-consumption place.
To be honest, he was quite nervous, and it was unlikely that the company would reimburse him for such expenses.
Do you really want to eat the guests’ food?
"Don't think so much. I'm not short of money."
Wang Yi opened the big crab claws in front of him, dipped the crystal clear and plump crab meat in some sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Sure enough, no matter where you are, the quality and freshness of the ingredients are crucial.
Moreover, this store has a lot of power. M12’s Australian beef is often not available immediately when you want to eat it.
This texture and fat content really make it taste great no matter how you cook it.
"Brother Song has been an agent?"
While Wang Yi was chewing the food slowly and savoring it, he said something that made Song Xinran break out in a cold sweat.
There were so many delicious foods here, and the other party even told him not to be polite. He was also swallowing his saliva constantly.
But after hearing this, I suddenly lost my appetite, as if I had filled myself up with the instant noodles I had eaten before.
Who is this guest?!
Although he felt guilty, he had received special training after all, so he still said with a puzzled expression
"Why did Mr. Quan say that?"
"Don't be nervous. I have nothing to do with the New World. Whether you are an undercover agent or you resigned and came here to make a living, it has nothing to do with me. I'm just asking out of curiosity."
Wang Yi stirred the thick soup in front of him with a spoon, then took a sip.
Hmm~
The thick soup is made with Western techniques, but it has a bit of the taste of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and is handled very well.
It’s all the umami flavor of the ingredients, not added by additives.
"Mr. Quan, you're joking. How could I ever be a detective?"
"Well, if he has received special probing training, then he should be an undercover agent."
After Wang Yi finished the soup, he sighed with contentment.
Without Lin Shiqin's information, some results can be drawn based on the other party's micro-expressions and reactions.
After all, I still have no experience.
Training is training, practice is practice.
After being pointed out by Wang Yi again, Song Xinran also showed his Sima face, and it seemed that his defense had been broken.
Because he knew that since the other party was a guest from the New World, he would be in big trouble even if he just expressed his suspicion.
He even suspected that arranging for him to be the receptionist was a test and trial in itself.
But then he thought about his identity as little Karami and decided that he wouldn't go to so much trouble.
Why would they arrange such an expensive last meal for me? I don’t deserve it !
Even if there is suspicion, there is no need for any evidence. He will definitely let his senior who does the dirty work to handle it.
I don't know if I could have made my burial look better if I revealed my identity at that time...
With a lot of random thoughts in his mind, Song Xinran opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
"There's nothing wrong with your disguise in general, it's just that the things I'm good at are a bit special."
"Is Mr. Jeon a detective?"
Song Xinran asked cautiously.
"Not really. In Neon, I'm an Onmyoji. In South Korea, I should be a magician."
Wang Yi wiped his mouth with a tissue.
But what he said made Song Xinran a little confused.
But he soon thought of some rumors about the leader of the New World Sect.
The rumors say it's supernatural , saying it can read minds, cast spells and so on.
Overall, it tends to be "cursed".
Because of this, recently due to the invasion of monsters from Da Piaoliang's side, he vaguely heard that some new theories had emerged in the church, as if the abyss was the final destination or something.
This is one of the reasons why Shincheonji stands out from many sects.
But Song Xinran himself never believed such words.
But now, seeing Wang Yi's half-smile, he felt as if everything had been seen through, as if there were no secrets at all!
"Your president's funeral should be scheduled soon. Even your identity should be notified soon."
Wang Yi’s words left Song Xinran a little confused.
The president's funeral?
The president is dead?
When?
After all, he was just a little Karami of low status, and there was no need for either the New World or his superiors to tell him specifically.
However, after the rescue failed and he was declared dead, as a small fry, he still had to go to the funeral to do odd jobs.
Almost as soon as Wang Yi finished speaking, Song Xinran received a phone call from his team leader in the New World.
However, because Song Xinran still had the task of receiving guests, he was not forced to come.
It’s actually true!
Song Xinran listened to the phone call with shock in his eyes!!
In fact, when he got here, Song Xinran also felt that something was wrong.
Judging from the standard with which I was initially arranged to receive him, he shouldn't be an important guest.
But now such a big thing has happened here, the president is dead!
Logically, it's like the sky is falling.
But still keep yourself entertained?
This is not normal!
If it is a distinguished guest, I would not be the only one to accompany him to receive him. If not, I would not have the honor to do so.
For a moment, Song Xinran also felt a little confused.
Moreover, the other party knew the news in advance and saw through his identity. Who on earth is this person?
"I am also very sorry about your president's incident. I will go to pay my respects when the time comes. You can explain this to your superior."
After saying that, Wang Yi stood up.
"If you have any doubts or ideas, you can come to me as an individual, but at that time, you need to help me do one thing."
…
Wang Yi did n't have to wait long, Song Xinran came directly to his door.
You have to come!
His undercover identity was discovered, and if the other party said something wrong, he would be in trouble.
He also understood what the other party meant.
Coming here as an individual means that you are neither an undercover agent nor a member of the New World.
I'm afraid I need to do something just for this mysterious guest...
"Sit anywhere."
Wang Yi let Song Xinran into the room, and he leaned on the sofa and flipped through some magazines on the hologram.
"Since you're here, be mentally prepared."
"Yes, Mr. Quan, please let me know if you have any instructions. I will meet your questions in a private capacity."
"Yes, I was the one who killed Kim Kwang-hoon."
Wang Yi's casual words made Song Xinran's expression dull and his hands and feet stiff.
Song Xinran thought that after he made up his mind, he could accept any situation.
Now that his undercover identity has been exposed, what else is there that he can't let go of? !
But no matter what, he never expected to hear such a big news when he opened the door!
Now he already knew that the president seemed to have fallen into the water in an accidental car accident.
No matter how you look at it, it was an accident.
But this guy here said that he killed the person?
This made Song Xinran feel a little confused, and at the same time he seemed to realize that his previous promises seemed too full!
But since we heard this kind of news at the beginning, there is no chance of quitting halfway.
If the president was really killed by the other party, then it would be easy for him to disappear after he refused...
