The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 380 - 338

Chapter 380: 338

"Seiko works at a bathhouse called Jile Tang."

The two of them talked while eating.

"Jile Tang is the best bathhouse on Bathhouse Street, probably the best in the whole Metropolis too."

"Its owner is Granny Qian, the richest person on Bathhouse Street. Besides Jile Tang, she owns more than a dozen other bathhouses and restaurants."

"Of course, there are rumors that she’s not the actual owner, just managing on behalf of someone else."

Jinzi said.

"How’s the security at Jile Tang?"

Liu Zheng asked the crucial question.

"Hard to say, Jile Tang always prioritizes making money and providing top-notch service. Rarely do you hear about conflicts with guests. Even if there are any, they’re only with the ordinary folk, you could resolve it easily with your strength, Zheng Chan."

"The real powerhouses, Jile Tang tries to satisfy them fully since they wouldn’t want to destroy a place where they can spend their money comfortably."

Jinzi shook her head.

"Thanks, I’m flattered."

Liu Zheng said emptily.

What does she mean ’even someone like him could handle it easily?’ Is he some weak little trash?

He’s at least the second-in-command in the delivery department, alright.

"Hehe, I was just giving an example, Zheng Chan won’t get mad, right?"

Jinzi stuck out her tongue.

"If you give me a chest pillow, I won’t be mad."

He scoffed.

"Okay, if it’s for Zheng Chan, even serving as that kind of tool is no problem."

Jinzi’s smile twisted.

"Enough, stop it, if we go on like this we won’t pass review later,"

Liu Zheng cut her off.

"But why wouldn’t they have other places to spend in the city? There should be bathhouses capable of accommodating them, right?"

He asked.

"They wouldn’t go into town. Jile Tang’s guests, many of them are top-notch delicacies, the nourishing kind. If they went into town, they could easily attract attention from certain restaurants."

Jinzi pointed a finger towards him.

Obviously, one of those certain restaurants must be Bloody Restaurant.

"Ahaha~"

"Zheng Chan is so easily embarrassed. But Granny Qian is really strong, they say she’s an incredible shaman who can summon many gods into her body."

"Man, don’t tell me this Bathhouse Street is actually the Northeast Bathhouses street?"

Liu Zheng said emptily.

Now that summoning gods are involved, is it time to set up a ritual and call forth the five marshals and their troops.

"Ah, no. The name of Bathhouse Street is just Bathhouse Street, do you know something, Zheng Chan?"

Jinzi was curious.

"Nothing, I’m just venting."

He waved it off.

"Is there a specific comparison, for instance, is Granny Qian stronger than Niu Ma?"

"That, I’m not sure."

Jinzi said sheepishly.

"You guys don’t know this, don’t know that, it’s hard for me to work for you like this. Forget it, I’ll return the stuff to you."

Liu Zheng took out a disposable underwear and was about to throw it at Jinzi.

He always acted boldly yet cautiously, staying away from his sphere of influence without sufficient information. No matter how lucrative the pay, this kind of job could end badly.

Better to rise in the Metropolis than end up dead on Bathhouse Street, that would really be the last laugh.

"Zheng Chan dares to blow up Peacock’s office building but is afraid to storm a mere Bathhouse Street?"

Jinzi provoked.

Afraid, so what!"

Liu Zheng shouted back.

"Uh..."

His attitude left Jinzi speechless for a moment.

"Don’t think about using those tricks on me, I operate first on profit, second on loyalty. If you’re thinking of playing mind games with me, then I’m ready to play with knives."

Liu Zheng drew out his boning knife, stabbing it through the sashimi and the table.

The previously harmonious and ambiguous atmosphere instantly filled with murderous aura.

"Zheng Chan, would you really stab me?"

Jinzi’s face twitched, forcing a smile.

"A day as husband and wife means a hundred days of grace, although we haven’t spent a day as such, Jinzi has been gentler than any wife. So..."

Liu Zheng suddenly stopped.

"So?"

"In our place, there’s a custom where a treasured blade is first sharpened with the blood of a loved one. So, since I like Jinzi so much, of course, I should use your blood to sharpen this knife."

His tentacles caressed the blade, dark red blood flowed down the edge, dripping onto the orange-red flesh of the fish, making it look like it had been smeared with jam."

Feeling that imminent murderous aura, Jinzi’s body trembled slightly.

Because of their pleasant earlier chat, she had forgotten that the man before her was a lawless madman who exploded wherever he went.

"Zheng Chan, it’s not that we are unwilling to provide you with information, but Granny Qian really protects her information well. Moreover, if we were to collect her information openly, she would definitely find out."

Jinzi took a step back, crouching on the ground.

"That’s no excuse."

Liu Zheng said coldly.

"Then, we are willing to cover the expenses, and you can collect the information yourself, would that work?"

Jinzi asked tentatively.

"That’ll work, but I’ll charge an extra 10% as a running fee."

He said.

"Alright."

"Good. I won’t save money for you, nor will I waste it wastefully. And, until I feel the information collection is sufficient, I won’t take any official action. Don’t trust suspect, trust and don’t suspect, do you get it?"

Liu Zheng raised an eyebrow.

"Got it, got it."

Jinzi nodded repeatedly.

"First, give me a hundred thousand as a deposit, return the excess or fill the deficit."

He said nonchalantly.

"This... okay, please wait a moment, Zheng Chan."

Jinzi made a phone call, and soon Seiko came in carrying a stack of cash, then knelt next to Liu Zheng, holding it over her head.