Can a System Have Bad Intentions? - Chapter 47

“The blackened chicken wings were clearly made by Liang Cheng. The other three were made by someone else. If I don’t eat them, I’d hurt Liang Cheng’s feelings. Do you think I was eating chicken wings? I was eating friendship! You don’t get it!” Lu Tang rolled her eyes and took a few more sips of water.

[Oh, acting like you’re so smart. Then tell me, who made the other three wings?]

“Brother Qin, of course. Who else?” Lu Tang answered without thinking.

[Reason?]

Why does this system ask so many questions?

“First, the three wings taste really good, but our inn doesn’t have a chef yet. If any of the hired helpers had that skill, they wouldn’t just be helpers, they’d be assistant chefs. Second, Zhou Shu, Xu Shen, and Guo Dawei don’t have that ability. Even if they did, Liang Cheng wouldn’t hide it from me. The only one he would hide it from me is Qin Mo.”

[Why?]

“We are good friends. Last time I had a stomachache, only Qin Mo could help me, not Liang Cheng. Today, I was so nice to Qin Mo. Liang Cheng wouldn’t want me to know that Qin Mo makes better wings.”

System: I actually thought you got smarter!

[What kind of logic is that? What about the third one?]

“It’s definitely not Song Qingzhan.”

[Why not Song Qingzhan? Did he offend you?]

“No, I just think Song Qingzhan wouldn’t have the energy to get up and make chicken wings right now.”

System:…

I feel like something’s wrong!

It seems like I got on a strange ride that’s not going where I belong!

The system decided to stay silent.

This conversation was going to need at least four thousand words to sort out!

On the third floor.

Song Qingzhan sneezed as he climbed in through the window. “What’s going on? I’ve been sneezing non-stop.”

Looking out the window, his sharp eyes scanned every inch of the area. Seeing nothing unusual, he closed the window.

Qin Mo, sitting comfortably with his legs crossed, eating chicken wings and drinking tea, said, “Caught a cold?”

Rubbing his nose, Song Qingzhan limped over to Qin Mo, grabbed unused chopsticks, and picked up a chicken wing.

“Four years ago, Yu Shunhai’s son accidentally killed a classmate. The Gu family covered it up.”

Song Qingzhan had gone to find Feng Chunshan, the Deputy Minister of Justice, and was lucky enough to get some information.

“Back then, the official ruled there was insufficient evidence, and the son was released. The death was ruled an accident. Feng has reopened the case. Also, he said Gu Zongming pressured Zhao Jin to release Gu Changming, but Zhao refused. It looks like these two sides are clashing. Whether Gu Changming gets out depends on who wins. Lu Deren won’t be released. If things escalate, Zhao Jin’s actions could be exposed, and Lu Deren would be the perfect scapegoat.”

Song Qingzhan laughed, “Unexpectedly, Lu Tang created the easiest path for everyone.”

Zhao Jin, the county magistrate.

Everyone had their own plans for dealing with Lu Deren, but no one expected Lu Tang’s wild accusations to make things so chaotic.

Ever since Gu Changming was arrested, Gu Yunhe had been trying to get him released. It had been six or seven days with no result.

Snapping his fingers, Qin Mo put down his chopsticks and finished his drink.

“So, now he’s targeting the little fool.”

Song Qingzhan nodded, “He’s trying to pressure the Qiao family to speak on Gu Changming’s behalf. He’s desperate. If Gu Zongming can’t get him out, how can the Qiao family?”

Song Qingzhan sat down, but quickly stood up with a yelp, “Ouch!”

Qin Mo frowned, “What happened?”

“Don’t ask. Someone set up a trap in the mountains.”

Qin Mo burst out laughing, “Are you telling me the mighty commander of the Xiaowei Camp got caught in an animal trap?”

Song Qingzhan:

Shut up!

The next morning.

Lu Tang had just woken up when she heard shouting outside.

“Zhou Shu, you jerk! Where’s my general?” Guo Dawei’s loud voice echoed.

Then came the sound of running footsteps down the stairs.

Lu Tang rubbed her face and kicked off the covers, getting up as Zhou Shu and Guo Dawei started fighting outside.

Stretching and yawning, Lu Tang got up, looking envious.

Today was her preliminary exam day, oh no, no, no!

After washing up, she went downstairs. Liang Cheng was just coming in with soybean milk and dough sticks, “Brother Tang, breakfast!”

Lu Tang nodded and walked over. She had just picked up a bowl of soybean milk when she saw Qin Mo and Song Qingzhan coming downstairs.

Qin Mo looked energetic and refreshed, while Song Qingzhan limped behind him.

Lu Tang: !

Following her gaze, Liang Cheng asked, “Brother Qingzhan, what happened? You were fine last night. Why are you limping after one night?”

Lu Tang: !

Her hand shook, and she put down the soybean milk bowl. She quickly grabbed a cushion and handed it to Song Qingzhan, “Brother Qingzhan, use this to sit.”

Embarrassed, Song Qingzhan accepted it, “Thank you, Little Tang.”

He placed the cushion on the chair and sat down carefully, giving Qin Mo a dirty look.

Look how thoughtful Little Tang is. You wouldn’t even help me!

Qin Mo casually pulled out a chair and sat down, “What kind of luxurious breakfast does this inn serve?”

Lu Tang looked from Song Qingzhan to Qin Mo: Scumbag!

[Enough gossip, your limited-time reward is about to expire!]

Annoyed by her thoughts, the system reminded her. Then it added.

[And you know about using cushions? Aren’t you a bit too imaginative for a single girl in two lifetimes?]

Lu Tang bit her lip and looked away, “You know?”

[Of course, I’m in your head. You imagine things, but I get the full show with sound! Please, I’m a simple system turning into a sewer!]

Seeing Lu Tang zoned out, Qin Mo tapped the table in front of her, “I’m talking to you!”

Liang Cheng quickly brought over the breakfast he had bought, “Sorry, we don’t have a chef yet. This morning, we have some local specialties.”

Just then, a servant came in with a smile and led someone in.

“Young Master, the manager from Yunyang Restaurant is here to see you.”