Curse back: Gender-swapped cosplayers always meet the real person

Chapter 334: 2 Pots of Osmanthus Wine

"Since you said so, I will ask you bluntly." Glass didn't even try to beat around the bush and asked directly, "Did you inflict the wound on Yuxin's neck? What was your purpose?"

Fushiguro Shigeu didn't answer immediately.

He slowly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a custard bun and put it in his mouth. While eating, he said, "I see that you all seem to care about her death."

"I have a magical tool in my hand that might come in handy, and there's a ready-made guinea pig in front of me, so why not use it?"

"And you left me such a big cut?" I rolled my eyes and said speechlessly, "Please, even if it's just an experiment, can you clean it up a little bit?"

"It was a crime scene, and it almost scared people to death."

He quickly wrapped it with two rounds of gauze, and before it was completely wrapped, it fell apart as soon as I stood up, as if he hated me so much.

"Who knew you were so useless?" He waved his hand nonchalantly, even mockingly, "If you can be scared to death by something like this, then that's your own problem."

I:"........"

"Oh, right." Fushiguro Shijiro seemed to have just remembered, raised two fingers and said arrogantly, "You broke my cursed tool. If you were dead, I wouldn't be able to find anyone to compensate you, but now that you're alive, you can pay the compensation."

"Two hundred million in total."

"Huh?" I opened my eyes wide and said loudly, "Are you kidding me?"

"Who is kidding you?" Fuguro Shier glanced at me and continued to talk to himself, "I never joke about money."

"No." I scratched my hair. "Even if it's a special-grade spell tool, Youyun is only worth 100 million at most! And I was in a hurry and sharpened the tip of the stick to use as a javelin. It shouldn't have a big impact on the effectiveness of the spell tool!"

"At best I should just pay for the repairs."

"I don't care." He shrugged. "It was you who broke it."

"You're really bold, Fushiguro Shino." Jie's voice rang out from next door. It sounded like heavenly music to my ears. He said with a fake smile, "Didn't you sell all those cursed tools to the cursed tool warehouse of the technical college at a high price?"

"It's just that you use it most of the time."

........So that's how it is, Fushiguro Shinobu, you are really good at killing two birds with one stone, and you are telling lies all the time.

What a profiteer! This profiteer is even more cunning than Shylock!

"Well, then." Even though he was exposed, he did not show any shame, and leaned back in his chair contentedly, "There's still 100 million left, so I'll just owe it."

"Is my life so valuable?" I even caught Gojo Satoru and asked him, "Even on the bounty list, this guy doesn't cost this much!"

Actually, there are, but in order to reduce the price, I have to learn to tell lies and do everything I can. If I don't make Gojo Satoru say that it's cheaper, how can I highlight how outrageous Fushiguro is.

"Tsk." Fuguro Shier crossed his arms and laughed, "That's easy. Go and kill him, and I will not only forgive your debt, but also give you 1 billion."

Then you will sell your son to me to pay off the debt, right?

"Even if you ask me for it, I can't give it to you." I blinked and said directly, "Not a cent."

"I know." Fushiguro nodded in understanding, "You are a poor man who would make a thief cry if you turned out your pockets."

"That's good." He smiled happily, "You can pay in installments. The total amount, including principal and interest, is 120 million. If you pay me 166,000 a month, it will be paid off in about 60 years."

Me: "...Sixty years? Who else has such ridiculously high interest rates?"

It moved, the murderous intention moved.

"That can't be helped." His tone was very disdainful, "Who told you to bump into my hands?"

I stared at Fushiguro Shier, and a hundred ideas of killing him suddenly came to my mind. If the creditor died, all my debts should be forgiven.

"No way." At this moment, Gojo Satoru suddenly sighed, muttered a few words, and said cheerfully, "Since you have no money, I will pay for it."

I couldn't hold it in anymore and looked at him in disbelief: "I say, you have so much money that you don't know where to spend it, right?"

"Eh..." He scratched his head, not understanding what was going on. "There really isn't anything that needs money. Besides, problems that can be solved with money are all minor problems. Youxin-chan, don't worry. I won't ask you to pay it back."

One day, I will be pissed off to death by people like this.

"Since you want to pay it on my behalf, I won't refuse." Fushiguro Shier's mouth curled up with a triumphant arc, "The account number has been sent to your phone."

"It just so happens that I just signed a contract recently and I'm worried about having no money to spend."

Contract. There were so many coincidences that even if I pretended not to hear them, I couldn't ignore them anymore.

My head turned into a mess and countless buzzing sounds were circling around me.

I stood up suddenly, without having time to explain to the rest of the people, I just said, "Sorry, I need to talk to him alone about something," and dragged Fushiguro Shiro out regardless of anything.

Even because the road leading to the outside of the booth was blocked, I looked very embarrassed when I jumped out, but he was still supporting himself with his arms and laughing behind me.

"Hey, are you a monkey? Why are you running around?"

I was in no mood to joke around. I stared at Fuguro Shier's face and asked very seriously, "Hey, what's going on? Do you know anything?"

"What's going on?" He replied with narrowed eyes, "What should I know? Do you know what I know?"

"No, you should know what I want to ask." The current conversation between us is like an ugly tongue twister revolving around a puzzle. If I don't figure it out, I will be confused myself.

However, the amount of information was too complicated, and I didn't know how to express it accurately. I was a little anxious and asked directly: "What is the contract you are talking about?"

"Ah, I went to sign a contract recently." Fuguro Shier asked, "What's the problem?"

"What contract did you sign? Which company was it signed with? What was the name of the person who signed the contract with you?" I asked a bunch of questions like a machine gun, and couldn't wait for him to give me answers.

However, this person just looked at me meaningfully and asked me a question that I couldn't answer: "What contract did I sign, which company did I sign it with, what is the name of that person, does this have anything to do with you?"

What does it have to do with me...how can I explain this?

I was speechless and just lowered my head in silence for a long time.

"Her name... seems to be Rika Furute." His voice came from above my head, saying lightly, "What? At first glance, she is completely different from you. I don't know how she did it."

"..........!!!!!!!!!"

I subconsciously took a step back, opened my eyes wide, and looked up at him: "You......"

But at this moment, Fushiguro Shige had already turned and left. I could only see his receding back and the words he left that sounded very plain.

"If you want more information, come to the same place three days later at 8pm and bring two pots of osmanthus wine."

Gu Shou Lihua, eight o'clock in the evening, two pots of osmanthus wine.

I raised my hand, covered my mouth, and tried hard not to let the tears fall.

He really...still remembers me.