Chen Xiaoqiu had a point.
Rather than let other people discover my abilities, talking things over with the people from Greenleaf was the best option I had right now.
I contacted Wu Ling and arranged to meet her that evening.
Naturally, we were meeting at the hotel where they were staying.
The Skinny and the others didn't come with me.
According to Chen Xiaoqiu, this wasn't a "negotiation," but a "discussion." If everyone showed up, the atmosphere would be all wrong.
By the time I got off work and arrived at the hotel, Wu Ling and the others had already ordered room service. Dinner had been delivered.
Gu Mo was at a critical point in his game. He didn't even have time to turn around; he just let out a couple of "ah, ah"s and went right back to wrestling with his controller.
Watching Gu Mo play without even blinking was honestly a little frightening.
Wu Ling and Nangong Yao seemed used to it. They handed me a set of cutlery and invited me to sit down and eat.
The dishes on the table hadn't been touched, and they were still warm. They'd timed things perfectly. It looked like they'd been waiting for me.
"You said you looked through the files yesterday and had a dream?" Wu Ling asked.
I tried to relax as I ate, and told them about the files and the dream.
The "High Monk Enters a Dream" incident had taken place before Gu Mo went missing, when all of Greenleaf had been there. I didn't need to go into detail about the whole incident. As soon as I mentioned the file's name, Wu Ling and Nangong Yao both remembered it.
When I described the dream, they also recognized the ghosts and knew where they'd come from