Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

Night Crow spread his wings and was about to go out when he suddenly thought of a very critical question:

"Speaking of which, most of the waiters at Puinsus Restaurant are ordinary people who are unaware of the situation, right? Can we... get in like this?"

Night Crow and Wang Bao looked at each other.

"No way... Woof..." The Husky puppy was visibly depressed.

"Well..." Night Crow thought for a moment and asked, "This is the 'Office Street' where detectives gather, right? So, are there any 'ordinary detectives' who have decent character, know the existence of the other world, live a relatively poor life, and can be bribed by a meal... no, a whole day of unlimited luxury meals?"

"Woof?" Wang Bao held his chin and pondered, "Woof! There really is a Woof! Is it... what is it called? Woof?"

Seeing that Wang Bao was scratching his head and couldn't remember it, Night Crow reminded him, "Nowadays, detectives generally have business cards. Do you have their business cards at home?"

"Yes, Woof!" Wang Bao clapped his hands with his fists and jumped out of the sofa cushions in an instant.

After a round of rummaging through the large desk in the middle of the office and the cabinets behind it with exaggerated special effects, but actually nothing was messed up, Wang Bao jumped onto the desk, held up a paper business card with his two front paws, and showed the front to Night Crow.

"Clang clang - a simple business card for a down-and-out detective who inherited the detective agency of his mysteriously missing father, often messed up commissions, couldn't pay the water and electricity bills, had no food to eat, and barely survived with the help of his good friends! Woof!"

"There really are such guys in reality!" Night Crow couldn't help but complain.

"Woof! Wang Bao remembers that the big boss occasionally helps that kid, woof, in the form of running errands, woof."

"Then contact him, the job content is to temporarily serve as our means of transportation, and the reward is a full day of unlimited luxury meals at Puins Restaurant."

"Okay, woof!"

...

After the phone call, the detective boy named Lei Barak rang the doorbell at the gate of the rumored office in just a few minutes.

The office had no "humanoid" employees present, and it was closed for the past few days.

Wang Bao opened the door, and did not invite Lei to come in to rest. He climbed onto the boy's shoulder in a few seconds, shaking his head and saying: "Humanoid self-propelled Lei, set off! Target Puinsus Restaurant! Woof!"

Lei: "..."

I wanted to protest, but I didn't dare.

Night Crow landed on the boy's empty right shoulder, sent Wang Bao to close the door, and called a taxi with a virtual phone.

Although the Hurricane Building in the city center is not far from here, it is not a place that can be reached quickly by walking.

Night Crow didn't think that a hungry boy with a pale face would have money to take a taxi.

...

Pinsus Restaurant, a private room.

"Gulp Gulp" after drinking a whole bowl of cream mushroom soup in one breath, Lei put down the bowl, breathed a sigh of relief, and was moved to tears: "Finally alive..."

"So," Night Crow couldn't help asking, "how did you get yourself into this situation? Your store is quite big, and it's a good street shop. You can rent it out and have no worries about food and drink, right?"

"I do want to!" Lei sighed, "but this is the only possible clue left by my missing father..."

"...Okay." Night Crow wisely skipped this topic.

...

Eating, drinking and playing, time passed quickly, and it was lunch time in a blink of an eye.

As usual, the three big eaters ordered a lot of dishes, and waiters came and went to deliver food.

"Hello, boiled cabbage... Lei?! Why are you here?!"

A young waiter holding a tray looked at the boy who turned back to take the dishes in shock.

"Kun, Kunnil?!" Lei, who didn't expect to meet his friend in such a place, stuttered for a moment.

The young waiter named Kunnil looked around the box and didn't see any other guests. Then he thought about the "number of people" in this box...

"What a good you! You're calling me for help and saying you're starving, and you're bringing your pet to a place like this to eat a big meal?!"