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Chapter 973 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (138)

The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (One Hundred and Thirty-Eight)

SXT base, 7am.

“Ah~~~ha~~~”

Shi Gui came down from upstairs, grabbing his hair which was like a chicken coop and wiping his eye boogers, feeling depressed.

As expected, he is getting older. As the finals are approaching, he has not been sleeping well these past two days. How could he have ever woken up at seven o'clock before?

Every time he didn't want to sleep until Brother He or the coach came to the room to wake him up, or he would wake him up when Robot and the others woke up. It really shows that people are getting old.

After grabbing his back a few times and pulling his hands out of his T-shirt, Shi Gui took out his cell phone and sent a message to his aunt. After confirming that he had breakfast, he continued to go downstairs. When he was almost on the first floor, he glanced at the door with his still hazy eyes and took back half of the step he was about to take.

"Robot? You are…"

Lance looked at the stone ghost who came over and circled around him with a little surprise, "Why are you up so early today? Did you wake up by yourself?"

The stone ghost nodded twice randomly, then looked at him with a sharp gaze, "You must have spent the night outside, this outfit is new and I have never seen you wear it before."

Shi Gui sighed for a moment and realized that he had a sharp eye. He spoke in the tone of a private detective, "I didn't go to bed until after 1 a.m. last night, and you weren't home yet. If you were home that late, you wouldn't have come in so early according to your eight hours of sleep every day. And your clothes are brand new and I've never seen them before, so maybe you just bought them or wore someone else's."

"But with your body type, it's basically hard to find the right person to borrow clothes from, and you don't have friends of that type, so there's only one truth!"

Lance looked at the fingers in front of him calmly and asked in a very cooperative manner.

"What is it?"

The idea was difficult, Shi Gui sighed but still said the answer loudly, "The truth is, you must have stayed overnight at your partner's house, and these are the clothes of your partner's father or brother!"

"These are my clothes."

It seems that I have overestimated the IQ of Shi Gui, or maybe the other party is all focused on games, which is very reasonable.

After saying this, Lance walked around the stone ghost and prepared to go upstairs. The latter couldn't believe it.

"That's impossible. This is a perfect guess. How could it be wrong? What's wrong?"

And if he guessed wrong, how could he ask Robot who his target was?

He must be so secretive, maybe he is not comfortable telling them, maybe he is an internet celebrity? Many people in the circle like to talk about internet celebrities, is Robot one of them?

Could it be that Robot is hiding this because he is afraid of bad consequences?

Lance ignored the voice behind him and went up the stairs. "I can only say it's not as complicated as you think. This is my own clothes, but you've never seen me wear them."

The stone ghost didn't believe it and rushed up to grab his collar.

"Impossible, I don't think this is your dress. I remember the size you wear, and this dress is definitely not the right size..."

As he was speaking, his eyes suddenly bulged out and he began to stutter.

"F- ...

The railing of the stairs was so bright and smooth that it could serve as a mirror, reflecting a large area of ​​marks left by Lance being dragged. There were criss-crossing scratches all over the area, and if one looked closely, there was a fresh tooth mark on the left shoulder.

Now that things have come to this, if Stone Ghost can't guess where Lance went last night, then there really is something fishy going on.