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Lin Chen stood outside the building, watching Angers' Maserati start up and disappear at the end of the road with Lu Mingfei in its lap.
Lin Chen stayed behind on purpose.
Lin Chen was waiting for someone at this great opportunity.
Returning from the roadside, Lin Chen leaped across different parts of the building, finally landing on its rooftop.
Word Spirit Serpent.
With Lin Chen's current bloodline purity and alchemy abilities, he can keep the snake's movement within a five-kilometer radius while also concealing its form to prevent other hybrids from discovering its power.
A few minutes later, the snake brought news that a strange person had left through the side door of the building.
It was Mr. KFC just now.
Mr. KFC came out through a side door, and outside was a quiet, deserted path.
He looked around, surveyed the surroundings, and when he was sure there were no cameras or passersby, he prepared to take the KFC bag off his head.
But his movements stopped abruptly in mid-air as a black figure appeared in front of him.
"Who!" Mr. KFC suddenly tensed up.
The fact that someone could cover their head with a paper bag suggests that their identity must be hidden.
Once discovered, it will definitely cause all sorts of trouble.
But now someone appeared before him, and the figure was surprisingly familiar! Mr. KFC abruptly stopped in his tracks.
193: Mr. KFC's identity! My bunkmate who slept in the bunk above me!
Lin Chen walked out from around the corner and stood in front of Mr. KFC.
Mr. KFC remained silent, his face obscured by the large packaging bag, so Lin Chen could not see his expression.
Lin Chen put his hands in his pockets: "Long time no see."
Mr. KFC instinctively took a half step back, clearly a little flustered.
“We haven’t met before, have we?” Mr. KFC said, his voice altered by a voice changer.
Lin Chen remained silent, simply staring at Mr. KFC.
Mr. KFC has a bag on his head, but you can still vaguely see his eyes inside.
Mr. KFC clearly noticed this as well, and quickly turned his head slightly.
But Lin Chen still didn't say anything, just stared at Mr. KFC.
Mr. KFC felt a little uneasy under Lin Chen's gaze: "What exactly do you want? Why are you blocking my way? If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving!"
Lin Chen remained silent, looking at him as if he were some amusing clown.
"Have you seen enough? If you're not going to say anything, I'm leaving!" Mr. KFC planned to walk past Lin Chen.
But Lin Chen stopped him directly, changing his posture to crossing his arms.
"Hey 597! Are you trying to rob me?" Mr. KFC said. "Let me tell you, there are so many people here. If you dare to rob me, I'll yell right now!"
Lin Chen shrugged: "Go ahead and yell, no one will pay attention to you even if you scream your lungs out!"
"Break the throat! Break the throat!"
"Alright!" Lin Chen waved his hand. "I already said it's been a long time. Besides, robbery? You? What valuables do you have on you?"
"So what are you planning to do?" Mr. KFC asked. "But why does it sound a bit disrespectful?"
"I'll treat you to something!" Lin Chen stroked his chin. "How about McDonald's?"
"Uh..." Mr. KFC wanted to scratch his head, but he just rubbed the packaging bag on his head a little harder. "Look at this on my head. I still have to know how to eat the rival. Isn't this intentional?"
Lin Chen rolled her eyes at him: "Just tell me if you're going to eat or not!"
"Why...why should I eat what you give me! What if you poison me?"
Lin Chen sighed helplessly, "If I wanted to poison you, you would have died countless times by now!"
Mr. KFC was shocked: "What...what do you mean by that!"
"I didn't realize you were so principled today," Lin Chen said. "You usually practically beg me to treat you, but today when I offered to treat you, you suddenly backed down."
"..."
"I understand. From now on, I'll just eat late-night snacks by myself!"
Mr. KFC fell silent again, then finally slumped down, scratched his forehead with the packaging bag attached, and then tore off the broken packaging bag.
Beneath the packaging bag was a unkempt face with long, blond hair, suggesting he had the makings of a handsome man.
Fingel!
Fingel asked dejectedly, "How did you figure that out?"
Lin Chen walked over and patted Fingel on the shoulder; the guy's muscles were still very firm.
"Please!" Lin Chen said, "If it were anyone else, you could just bluff your way through it, but who are you? You're the guy who sleeps in the bunk above me! We've been sleeping in the same bunk for three years! I know exactly what kind of poop you're going to poop no matter what you stick your butt out. You think I won't recognize you just because you're wearing a mask and using a voice changer? I'll still recognize you even if you wear a disguise!"
Fingel scratched his head: "Okay, President, I was wrong. I was just kidding. I knew you'd figure it out right away!"
"Come on!" Lin Chen said, "Dressed up like this, and pretending not to know me? Are you kidding me?"
“Of course!” Fingel said. “President, don’t you know me? I’m your most loyal henchman. Why don’t we talk about having a late-night snack? As your roommate, it’s my duty to keep you company when you’re having a late-night snack!”
Lin Chen crossed his arms: "Want some late-night snacks?"
"Of course!"
"Where's KFC?"
McDonald's is fine! I'm not picky about burgers and fried chicken!
Lin Chen nodded: "Of course you can eat if you want, but you can't eat for free. You know what a transaction is, right? You have to exchange something for it!"
"Huh?" Fingel was a little dumbfounded. "President, don't you know my situation? My entire outfit doesn't even amount to a fraction of yours. Do you really need my little bit of money?"
"Of course I'm not talking about money!" Lin Chen said. "If money could buy you over, you would have graduated and joined Hango College long ago!"
Fingel fell silent; the nonchalant look on his face vanished, replaced by a new solemnity.
This was the first time Lin Chen had ever seen such an expression on Fingel's face.
“What else do you know?” Fingel asked.
Lin Chen looked up at the sky: "What I should know, I know; what I shouldn't know, I also know!"
Fingel's expression was somewhat complicated: "What does that mean?"
“You should know that Angers and Henkel were negotiating just now, but after Angers left, you started making deals with Henkel. What does that count as? Traitor? Kassel College’s rules seem to have a specific clause that if you betray the college, you may have to spend the rest of your life on a small island in the ocean, isolated from the world!”
Fingel shrank back: "Help, President! I don't want to die, I don't want a life sentence either!"
Lin Chen turned around: "Let's find a coffee shop and chat while we eat!"
"Alright!" Fingel finally perked up and hurriedly followed behind Lin Chen.
There's a coffee shop right next to the old-fashioned building; the ambiance is quite elegant.
Lin Chen chose a window seat and, while waiting for his coffee, watched the endless stream of cars outside.
Fingel couldn't hold back any longer: "President, what else do you know?"
Lin Chen slowly turned his gaze back: "Scared?"
"No, not exactly!" Fingel scratched his head. "Did you need something from me?"
"nonsense!"
"Is it looking for me, or KFC..." Fingel's words were a bit incoherent, but Lin Chen could understand them.
"If you're looking for me, we can chat however we want after school starts, whether we're in the bunk above or below," Lin Chen said. "Today I'm here to find you under my other identity."
Fingel paused for a moment, and when he looked up again, his expression had become slightly more serious.
"What do you want from me?"
Lin Chen looked into Fingel's eyes, where a faint blue light flickered in his pupils!
"Let's make a deal!"
194: Fingel's Four Identities! Boss Lin Chen!
The waiter brought over his coffee, and Fingel opened his iced latte, took a big gulp, and then looked at Lin Chen.
"Make a deal with me? Boss, you must have picked the wrong person!"
Lin Chen also took a sip of coffee: "What? People who can do business with Henkel are arrogant and think I'm not good enough?"
“How could that be!” Fingel waved his hands repeatedly. “Boss, you know me, I’m a complete loser. If you need any news or gossip stuff, I can provide you with technical assistance in a heartbeat! But when it comes to trading, well…”
"Useless? Are you confusing yourself with Lu Mingfei?!" Lin Chen said. "Who said you're useless!"
"Am I not a good-for-nothing? Look, I've repeated a year again. I must be the first person in the entire school to get a G grade! I failed so many subjects and I'm waiting to go back and retake them."