I'll Kill You, You Know

"Oh, it's the boss's wife. Why did the boss take so long to go shopping? I hope nothing bad happened to him."

Qin Rang's voice carried a hint of complaint, yet also a kind of comforting tone. "Don't worry too much. How about this, tell me your boss's name and any distinguishing features. We'll go out and ask around for him. If we find him, we'll have him come back, okay?"

The woman stared at him menacingly, while Qin Rang's smile was perfectly timed, making him appear like a genuinely kind-hearted young man, revealing no flaw whatsoever.

Her gaze lingered on Qin Rang for so long that Qin Rang to wonder if she possessed mind-reading abilities and could see through his disguise. Finally, she sighed.

"Thank you for your kindness. My partner's name is Fang Jing, he's about 50 years old, has curly hair, is around 180cm tall, of average build, and has an average appearance. His distinguishing feature... is that he's missing his left hand."

Qin Rang in surprise, "The boss lost a hand?"

Tailor Shop, owner, missing a hand?

How did he make these clothes?

"Um."

Qin Rang wanted to ask why, but when he saw the woman's dark face, his intuition told him he couldn't ask; it was too dangerous.

The woman's eyes were fixed on him, filled with anticipation. Clearly, she had said this to provoke him into asking her a question. Qin Rang was certain that as long as he asked, he would trigger some kind of Rules.

He quickly recalled the Rules of his shorthand.

His attitude and questions were not offensive, and he did not violate the Rules of the Tailor Shop. So the only possibility is that he violated Street Rules.

He guessed that cutting off a hand was a common occurrence for the people here. Asking her why would reveal that she wasn't from here, which would trigger Street Rules One, and in severe cases, Rules Four.

It's Battle Royale time now; if you trigger the Rules, the consequences will be dire.

A thought flashed through Qin Rang's mind, and his smile faded slightly. He sighed, "It seems even the boss has it tough. Luckily, losing a hand doesn't hinder his creative work."

Seeing that he didn't ask, the woman's attitude towards him turned cold again, and she stopped answering Qin Rang's next few probing questions.

Qin Rang wasn't surprised; the contrast between his current living appearance and the woman's eerie demeanor was too stark. The woman definitely knew they weren't from here, but as long as they didn't break the Rules, she couldn't attack them.

Even without the information-gathering tool, Qin Rang didn't rest. By the time he had explored the room for the tenth time, Bai Yang's Little Rabbit had been repaired.

Since he had the materials on hand, Bai Yang filled the Little Rabbit's empty eye sockets with two black gems, making them sparkle. The little dress was also made of the finest fabric, looking adorable and pink.

Bai Yang proudly held up the Rabbit Plush Toy, tilting his chubby cheeks and smiling, "Isn't it cute?"

Qin Rang brought his face close to the Rabbit Plush Toy, pointing solemnly at the two eyeballs. "Is it expensive?"

He got those two eyeballs from the Tailor Shop; he didn't buy them from elsewhere.

Bai Yang replied matter-of-factly, "You pay."

"Why should I!"

"You can take the sun down from that sky." Bai Yang put down the Little Rabbit and immediately gave up. "Anyway, the Master said that saving someone once is a matter of fate, saving them twice means you're no good."

Qin Rang: "... Master?"

Bai Yang glanced at him sideways. "Do you think I'd tell you?"

"Won't."

"Then why did you ask?"

"What exactly is your organization? Did you really come here just to help us?" Qin Rang had heard about Bai Yang and Moonlit Night from Tao Yuan, but he didn't go into details. He only knew that they had indeed protected many people.

"No, we are Master," Bai Yang said.

Qin Rang said "Oh," and then said, "But you have indeed helped us a lot. Could we personally go and thank your Master?"

"There will be opportunities in the future." Bai Yang began modifying the second Doll.

Qin Rang's gaze lingered for a moment on the new brown bear Doll in his hand, then he pretended not to notice and continued to ask with a smile, "The situation is not good right now, with strange things happening frequently. The person behind you might be interested in cooperating with us."

"Authorities cooperation, mutually beneficial. We have many Weird Object in our warehouse that we can't find anyone to use. I see that the Weird Object you use are quite unique. We have several kinds of these Dolls. How about it, consider this cooperation?"

Bai Yang was moved.

The Authorities Weird Object warehouse must contain countless treasures! Just grab a few items for the current Vest to wear, and he won't need to spend Points to buy them from the store.

"No need," Bai Yang said with a smile, without even looking up. "We never cooperate with other forces, especially local Authorities forces."

Can you tell me why?

Bai Yang thought for a moment and said, "That's not right either. Some people in the organization might not mind these things, but most of my colleagues do."

"Let me give you a heads-up: if you encounter other colleagues in the future, don't say these things. They have bad tempers, unlike me."

"They'll hit me?"

Bai Yang grinned, revealing his teeth. "I'll kill you."

Qin Rang's fox-like eyes widened. "Ah, how terrifying! I'll pay for this Doll's eyeball, can you save my life?"

"Ah?"

"That's a lot of money."

"No, I can't beat them either," Bai Yang said irritably. "But you can come find me after we get out. If you can find me, I'll answer some questions you want to know. Is that enough?"

Qin Rang smiled and said with satisfaction, "It's a deal."

Having obtained what he wanted, Qin Rang stopped bothering Bai Yang to make the next Doll. He found a pattern book containing various clothing designs, all of which were popular styles at the time.

"May I take a look at this?" he asked the woman, not forgetting the Rules of politeness.

"Random."

As soon as Qin Rang opened the first page, the model in the picture smiled at him, her face contorted in a grotesque grin, turning what was originally a beautiful image into something eerie and bloody.

"Don't laugh, it looks awful." Qin Rang pressed one hand against the man's face in the picture, "You've soiled his clothes."

The man's smile froze.

Qin Rang glanced at the mannequin beside him. If he remembered correctly, the mannequin in the cheongsam had just been elegantly carrying a small pink leather bag, not in this pose with its hand raised as if it wanted to slap someone.

He got up and sat down next to Bai Yang, who glanced at him but ignored him.

Qin Rang never lets himself suffer a loss, so it's best to talk to him as little as possible.

The mannequin remained still, but Qin Rang dared not let his guard down. The Rules here stated not to get the clothes dirty, but they didn't specify whether the customer would be blamed if the clothes deliberately got dirty.

Bai Yang's position is quite far from the other clothes, so there's no need to worry about him being staged for an accident.

He quickly flipped through the catalog. None of the other things had reacted while they were there, but it was only when he picked up this catalog that it reacted; this catalog must be something special.