I’m Actually a Bigshot

Standing on the open-air balcony like this, Su Qingxing could see more clearly the white shredded coconut falling from the sky, and the dark chocolate roof of the whole dessert town was covered with a layer of white, which looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Some fluffy shredded coconuts floated directly across Su Qingxing's cheeks and landed on his shoulders, like soft feathers brushing by, and they didn't feel disturbing at all. And the God of Death just stood beside Su Qingxing, watching his fiancé look up at "Snow", but the smile on his face was more beautiful than the surrounding snow scene.

You are looking at the snow, but I am looking at you.

The voices of Murong and the others came from outside the door of White Chocolate's room, which also reminded Su Qingxing of their promise to the owner of the inn. According to the agreement between the two parties, Su Qingxing and his party will work for the post station tonight and tomorrow morning.

"It's time for us to go downstairs." When Su Qingxing turned around, he saw the god of death staring straight at him, coughed lightly, and walked directly past the god of death towards the door.

"Do you like your own room?" Seeing a group of people going downstairs, the owner of the inn came up with a thick stack of things, "Fortunately, it is the off-season, if it is the peak season, everyone may have to be wronged in the lobby all night .”

"Boss, what do you need our help for?" Su Qingxing had already looked around, but didn't see anyone, only a few stacks of things on the surrounding tables.

Only then did Su Qingxing remember that the aborigines in this world don't need to eat, so places like hotels and dessert shops lack the content of taking care of guests' meals.

"This is a post station, of course it is a place to deliver letters and newspapers." The boss once again refreshed Su Qingxing's original guess, and handed them a large stack of black and white newspapers in his hand, "The postman will come to pick up newspapers and letters after a while. They will tell you the names and quantities of the newspapers you need, and you are responsible for sorting them out.”

"And I've sorted out the letters over there according to the blocks, just tell the postman to take them away." The boss clapped his hands as he said, "There shouldn't be any problems with these tasks, right?"

"Understood." Su Qingxing took the lead to respond, "Even if you encounter any problems, the postman who came here should be more experienced than us, and you can ask them for advice then."

"That would be great." The smile on the boss's face became even brighter, "Then I have an affair with the female owner of the clothing store next door tonight, and I'll pass it on to you! It's really a good thing to see you, If I let her dove again this time, I may never have the opportunity to watch the snow with her again in this life."

As he said that, before the group could react, the boss had already gone out with cheers and dancing.

"..." Everyone silently watched the boss disappear from the door, and even Tong Yan, who was always said to be innocent, couldn't help but sigh at this moment, "This boss really trusts strangers like us."

Maybe the people on Gourmet Planet are really simple? "Besides this reason, Murong couldn't find any other explanation.

"Excuse me." At this time, several teenagers carrying candy bags lined up and walked in from outside the store, "We're here to pick up today's evening paper, isn't the boss here?"

"The boss is out, and we are here to help." Su Qingxing and the others each claimed a part of the newspaper, so as not to be in a hurry later, "If there is anything that is not thoughtful, please forgive me."

"Thanks for your hard work, everyone!" The teenagers looked more like newsboys than postmen. Several teenagers standing in front looked a little shy when they saw Su Qingxing, but they still greeted Su Qingxing together with their companions. Su Qingxing and the others bowed politely, "Please give me your advice."

They're all very polite kids.

"Hello, I want 500 copies of "Daily New Dessert", thank you."

"Hello, 300 copies of the Decoration Guide, thank you!"

"400 copies of "Latest Landscape", thank you!"

"Trouble, I need 300 copies of "Apparel and Beauty."

"..."

Because the newspapers in everyone's hands are in stacks of 100 copies, everyone's movements and speeds are very fast, and the newspapers in their hands will be distributed soon. The teenagers in charge of delivering the mail also spontaneously and orderly walked to the other side of the table, neatly packing the letters into candy bags.

Just when Su Qingxing and the others felt that the matter could end easily, a somewhat hasty figure rushed into the store door, which caught Chu Bai's attention.

"I seem to have seen him somewhere."

"I also think it looks familiar." Murong lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly realized, "Is it the person who came in to distribute newspapers when we were in the dessert shop?"

Before Su Qingxing woke up, the boy rushed in and threw dozens of newspapers and turned to leave, so he left some impressions on Murong and the others.

"Sorry, I just finished posting the urgent issue, and then I heard that a new newspaper has arrived." If the boy was not on Food Planet, he might have been sweating profusely, "Please send all the "Local Law and Order" newspapers to Me, thank you!"

Hearing what the young man said, Su Qingxing and the others discovered that there was still a large pile of black and white newspapers in the corner, and the layout looked somewhat similar to the one they had read before.

Before handing the newspapers to the young man, Chu Bai and the others took out a few newspapers and said to the young man, "How about keeping these few newspapers here?"

"Of course." The boy nodded immediately, his expression still a little anxious, "I have to keep some to distribute to the guests who come and go here, so you can get a few more!"

After the boy left with the newspaper, there was nothing but

There was no one else in Ghost Town 666, so everyone sat down around some table and started studying the paper called The Local Sheriff.

All the newspapers seemed to be made of the same material, and they didn't have any dessert-like bright colors, just pure black and white intertwined. And this time, there was no picture on the front page of the newspaper, but a large line written in a shocking font——

"Forty-five people were killed and their bodies were incomplete!"

Below the title, there is also a very detailed description of the time and place where the killing occurred, as well as several areas where the incident concentrated. Later, in a very stern tone, he told the residents near the dangerous area not to go out alone in the near future, or simply move to a safer place temporarily.

According to the dangerous places pointed out in the article, Su Qingxing found that the places where the murder... or cannibalism cases occurred were mainly distributed in two blocks. But because they don't know the map here, no one knows where the two blocks are and how far they are from each other.

Sitting there, Chu Bai, who was in charge of analyzing and interpreting the newspaper, read all the way down, even recited the methods of self-protection in case of danger and the skills of how to identify dangerous people, before being stopped by Tong Yan who was a little sleepy , and sincerely begged Chubai to stop.

"Brother Chubai, there should be no point here, right? Let's analyze the demon mentioned in the report! That guy should be the little girl we saw in the newspaper before? What did you say earlier? ? Ogra?"

"It's Ogre FT, a perverted murderer named Ford Taut." Chu Bai corrected Tong Yan's weird way of thinking, and directly turned the newspaper in front of him, pointing to a certain place and said, "Isn't it just a near miss here?" Missing point?"

As if Chu Bai had won, he just pointed to the line of small characters at the end of the article.

When everyone sitting around the table stretched their necks to look at it, they finally saw clearly the key line that said - the portrait of the suspect is on the back.

"Well, this is indeed very important information." Tong Yan admitted defeat.

What happened next surprised everyone. After all, before Chu Bai turned the newspaper to the wrong side, everyone thought they would see the girl Qiao Lv had mentioned before...

But in fact, there are two different portraits of the suspect on the back of the newspaper, and they are still a man and a woman.

On the right is a photo of a young Western girl. Although the color is black and white, it can be seen that her face is round and cute, with some freckles. There is no heavy makeup on her face, and her expression is in a calm and smiling state. The light-colored long curly hair hangs over the shoulders, and there is a big bow headband on the top of the head. The similar tutu skirt she wears adds a little childlike feeling to the girl herself.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a man-eating devil, but like a cute princess preparing to perform on the school stage.

And the man in the photo on the left...in a suit and leather shoes, with his head back erect, with a thin face and a high nose bridge, has nothing to do with the orientals, and wears a pair of glasses decently, with a serious expression on his face.