Love Apartment: Yifei is my junior aunt

Chapter 127 You Have a Sharpshooter, I Have Cutting-Edge Technology

Apart from Zhanbo, who inexplicably swallowed a crumpled piece of paper, and the famous detective Guan Gu, who was disgusted by his own imagination, there were no other victims in this incident.

Nanfeng's unexpected attack did not achieve much effect. Instead, it made Xiaoxian and Ziqiao, who was watching from the sidelines, realize that Meijia was just a decoy set up by Yifei.

This game, which was originally focused on defense, has finally entered a completely new phase.

As Ziqiao coughed and raised his hand in greeting, Yifei looked over with a suspicious expression.

"Lu Ziqiao, what are you doing?"

Ziqiao didn't speak, but leaned to the right and coughed uncontrollably, which made Nanfeng wary.

He didn't think Ziqiao's team would just passively take a beating. After all, it wouldn't fit their characters if Ziqiao and Xiaoxian, this scumbag and scoundrel duo, didn't have some insidious ideas.

Sure enough, Ziqiao kept coughing until Yifei had to come over and stand in front of him. Only then did he quickly grab Yifei's wrist and shout at the top of his lungs, "Yifei, I want to eat your fried rice tonight."

Lu Ziqiao gave Yifei a fawning smile that made her feel nauseous.

You, Lu Ziqiao, want to eat my fried rice?

How could you say such heartless things? Your sacrifice is too great.

In reality, Ziqiao certainly didn't want to eat fried rice with eggs.

Although they hadn't expected that Nanfeng and his group would be so tightly blocked, preventing them from communicating through eye contact and gestures, Ziqiao and Xiaoxian still considered how they should communicate if eye contact and gestures couldn't accurately convey their plans.

The rules state that talking to anyone other than the invigilator is prohibited in the examination room, but they don't prohibit talking nonsense to the invigilator!

So the team quickly devised a simple code, using time to represent different plans and dishes to represent the operatives.

In other words, "tonight" represents Plan B, and fried rice is, of course,...

Zeng Xiaoxian decisively pulled out two small water guns from his pocket and fired them simultaneously, one on the left and one on the back.

Bright red ink gushed from the water gun, aimed directly at Nanfeng and his senior brother's exam papers and answer sheets.

3. Keep the paper clean, tidy, and undamaged.

Gun God Zeng Xiaoxian grinned slyly, "It's not just you, Nanfeng, who can come up with such underhanded tricks as framing someone. We'll go even further!"

[Senior Brother, Nanfeng, you're going to get a zero on your exam!!!]

Just as Zeng Xiaoxian's smile blossomed, Nanfeng swiftly blocked the deadly red ink with a pad, and even gave Zeng Xiaoxian a thumbs-up.

Judging from Lu Ziqiao's deliberate coughing to the right, it was clear that he was trying to lure Yifei to him, thereby creating a brief opportunity for the team members on the right to move around.

Moreover, the sound of Zeng Xiaoxian's fingers touching the fabric when he took the water gun was extremely obvious to Nanfeng. With his hearing, how could he possibly fall for such a simple sneak attack?

However, Zeng Xiaoxian's sneak attack had no effect on Nanfeng, but it was enough to be fatal to the senior brother who was caught off guard.

Even though Zeng Xiaoxian hadn't aimed back at all, the caught-off-guard senior brother could only watch helplessly as a red jet of water shot towards him, soaking his clothes.

The splashing scarlet water droplets fell onto the senior brother's exam paper amidst his bewildered gaze, leaving glaring marks.

Senior Brother, 0 points!

Damn it...

The first to be eliminated, seeing that Xiaoxian hadn't even turned around to check the situation, immediately covered his exam paper with his draft paper, whispered while covering his mouth, "My exam paper..."

"..."

"...It's dirty now, curry sauce's next task..."

"..."

"...I'll take responsibility."

Nanfeng nodded, and just as Zeng Xiaoxian was about to turn his head to look at his senior brother, he began to cough repeatedly.

Zeng Xiaoxian was so frightened that he quickly shrank back, unable to verify whether his senior brother's paper was stained with red ink.

Yifei turned her head and saw Nanfeng stretching and unconsciously pointing his hands in the direction of his senior brother.

The bewildered Curry Sauce and the nauseous Guan Gu instantly realized that their senior brother had been infected. According to their plan, whoever was infected could temporarily take on the role of Curry Sauce's test subject and sacrifice, as long as Yi Fei hadn't discovered it yet.

If things go wrong, the senior brother can even act as a self-destructing infantryman to try and drag the enemy down with him.

Ziqiao guessed that Xiaoxian had completed his task, and then he chuckled and pulled his hand away from Yifei's: "Yifei, it's nothing, I just had a bit of a cough and was craving something sweet."

"You're craving it, aren't you?" Yifei said with a smile. "Don't worry, I'll definitely make you the fried rice you want tonight, a whole big bowl of it. Remember to finish it all!"

Fried rice with egg?

Yifei's fried rice?

A whole big bowl full!

Ziqiao felt his stomach starting to cramp: "Yifei, I've been thinking about it, and it's really too much trouble for you to make me fried rice by yourself. Let's just forget about it."

"Forget it, how could I forget it? Don't worry, I'm making this fried rice tonight."

"If you can't finish it, I might reluctantly agree to let you invite Zeng Xiaoxian over to eat this fried rice with you."

Xiao Xian, who was still engrossed in her elegant shooting, immediately changed her expression upon hearing this: "What does this have to do with me?"

Yifei didn't reply, she just stared straight at Zeng Xiaoxian.

Don't think I don't know what you guys were doing. Lu Ziqiao was the mastermind, and you, Zeng Xiaoxian, were his accomplice.

Since you've chosen to use my cooking as a code, you'll always have to pay a small price.

Tonight, I'll let you try my new product: chocolate fried rice!

Ziqiao, intending to press his advantage, peeked out from behind Yifei and winked at Xiaoxian.

Xiao Xian understood immediately and said loudly, "Yi Fei, I can have fried rice with Zi Qiao, but could I also have an extra strawberry milkshake tonight?"

Lin Wanyu, codenamed Strawberry Milkshake, had a bright look in her eyes. While Yifei was looking at Xiaoxian, she took out an identical water gun from her pocket and chose Guan Gu to her right.

Don't think I don't know, you must have thrown that little piece of paper at me just now, it hurt so much!

Wan Yu quickly raised her small water gun, ready to aim and shoot. She had actually trained at a shooting range in the United States, spending enough money to buy a sports car.

Wan Yu was very confident that with her marksmanship, even if Guan Gu was on guard, he would definitely not be able to dodge her shots.

It's time to show you Japanese ninjas what American-style iaido is all about!

[Little Guan Gu is a force to be reckoned with; watch as I deliver a fatal blow!]

Wan Yu drew her gun and fired, but a strange force came from the gun, causing her to drop the water gun from her hand.

The red water jet veered off course as the water gun flew backward, ultimately only wetting Guan Gu's back.

"Wanyu".

Yifei's voice, like a nightmare, came from behind her. She walked over and picked up the water gun that had fallen to the ground and the lollipop that had knocked the water gun away.

"Feifei..." Wanyu said with a wry smile.

Yifei stuffed the lollipop she had prepared as a hidden weapon into her pocket, and pinched Wanyu's cheek with a regretful look: "A Saint Seiya won't be defeated by the same move twice, let alone me, the Gold Saint of Leo."

"Don't repeat the same operation a second time, otherwise it will be too boring."

Wan Yu opened her eyes wide and feigned a pitiful expression, saying, "Do I still have a chance to correct my mistakes?"

"I'm sorry, no. I already said before the exam that lowering someone else's score through improper means is also considered cheating here."

Yifei patted Wanyu's head: "You can go out and play until the exam is over, or you can sit on the sofa and chat with Meijia."

Seeing Meijia happily waving at her, Wanyu now understood what Meijia's role was in the exam room.

She stood up, pouting, and said, "Could you order me a strawberry milkshake tonight?"

"Of course," Yifei said with a smile. "But you'll also get a serving of chocolate fried rice tonight, so don't be shy."

[Wanyu: Waaaaah...]

Lin Wan-yu, out!

As Wan Yu's American-style Iaijutsu was no match for Yi Fei's ancient Chinese martial arts, everyone present suddenly learned about a brand new hidden rule.

The same trick cannot be used twice in front of Hu Yifei, otherwise it will only invite Hu Yifei's most severe punishment.

Being kicked out of the exam room is secondary; chocolate fried rice, a dark dish that sounds like something out of a devil's mouth, let whoever wants to eat it eat it!

Didn't you see that Ziqiao and Xiaoxian's faces turned even blacker than chocolate when they heard about chocolate fried rice?

"Nanfeng, should we retaliate...?" Guan Gu asked in a low voice.

Even if Guan Gu's clothes aren't worth much, they're still brand new, and bleaching them is a hassle!

Nanfeng nodded. If we don't fight back, they'll think we're really weak and easy to bully.

Instead of trying to cheat properly to improve their grades, they only want to ruin other people's exam papers and make them get zero points. This method is really dirty.

Nanfeng, who was the first to start the framing and slander, was now looking down on Ziqiao and his group without any self-awareness.

Guan Gu took off his glasses, looking drowsy.

He pointed his glasses at Zhanbo's direction, adjusted himself into a comfortable sleeping position, and fell into a deep sleep.

Hidden in Guan Gu's sleeve, a small flashlight emitted a dim light, which was then focused on a specific point on the edge of Zhan Bo's paper by his glasses, which had been replaced with magnifying lenses.

The low-light, high-heat flashlight is one of Xiao Hei's many failed attempts.

As a flashlight, the light it emits is negligible in brightness and gets frighteningly hot; it's a complete failure.

Nanfeng had complained that Xiaohei's invention was utterly useless, with almost no use in it. But Guangu felt that it must have some unique use, so he put it into his detective toolbox.

And wouldn't you know it, this situation just happens to come in handy today.

Lu Ziqiao, you don't think that only the two of you could come up with such a brilliant idea as destroying someone's exam paper, do you?

Guan Gu smiled vengefully in his sleep. This is a small thank you gift for making me feel nauseous for half a day.

[Zhanbo, behold my killer light attack!]

Zhanbo was revising the answer sheet when he suddenly smelled a faint burning smell.

He looked down and saw that his test paper was sparking.

"what!"

Without thinking twice, Zhanbo grabbed the mat and pounced on the sparks, extinguishing them in no time.

"Thank goodness..." Zhanbo patted his chest, looking relieved, when Yifei walked over.

Zhanbo looked at his test paper with a small hole burned in it, his face contorted with despair: "Sis, is such a small hole really okay...?"

Yifei didn't bother with him, but simply pointed in the direction of Wanyu and Meijia and ordered Zhanbo, "Go sit over there."

"Oh……"

Zhanbo stood up helplessly, then immediately put on a fawning expression: "Wanyu..."

Lu Zhanbo, out!

Guan Gu pretended to have just woken up, turned off the flashlight, and put on his glasses.

He stretched, and the flashlight from his sleeve slid down his outstretched arm. If he were searched, he could easily slide the flashlight, which was tucked into his stomach, into his crotch.

Surely Yifei and Meijia wouldn't need to be searched there too, would they?

The evidence has been eliminated.

Guan Gu adjusted his glasses, putting himself in Moriarty's shoes.

Compared to famous detectives, our Mr. Guan Gu seems to have a more outstanding talent for becoming a criminal.

Perhaps this is why Guan Gu, despite always being able to make logically consistent deductions, never gets his reasoning correct.

"Senior Brother, I almost forgot about you. Since I'm already here, you can stay there too."

On her way back, Yifei noticed the red water stains on her senior brother's clothes. She glanced at his paper after prying aside his drafts and then politely invited him to sit on the sofa.

The eldest disciple remained expressionless. He rose and sighed, "He died before achieving his goal, leaving behind only heroes..."

"Alright, alright, senior brother, you haven't all been wiped out yet." Meijia interrupted her senior brother's lament, and said with a smile, "Come over here and have some sunflower seeds."

The eldest brother walked over and, finally having a chance to ask the adorable Meijia, asked, "Are you Guangu's...?"

"..."

"...A personal assistant?"

"Yes." Mika nodded. "I really love Guan Gu's simplistic love stories, that's why I became his assistant."

"Then you've seen mine...?"

"..."

"...The Twelve Generals?"

Meijia nearly swallowed the sunflower seed shells in her mouth: "You drew the Twelve Gods? So that means the Holy Spirit Talisman, Starry Night, and One Thousand and One Dreams are all your works?"

"Um."

"Senior Brother, I didn't know you were this amazing."

Meijia's eyes lit up as she looked at her senior brother.

It can only be said that the order of events is truly amazing. If someone had told Mika from the beginning that the author of these comics was a brooding, bespectacled man who couldn't even speak clearly, Mika would have been disillusioned.

But when Mika learned that the unassuming senior brother in front of her was actually one of her favorite comic artists, she immediately felt that even his pauses in speech had an artistic quality.

"Actually, I'm busy with my creative work and taking care of my child. I've always hoped to find someone as beautiful, kind, passionate about comics, and capable as you..."

"..."

"...Life assistant."

Upon hearing her senior brother's words, Meijia burst into laughter: "I'm not as good as you say, senior brother. I just help Guangu with some daily chores as much as I can."

"Don't be modest, you are very outstanding, you have qualities that other girls find hard to..."

"..."

"...a copied highlight."

Ziqiao listened to their conversation and felt choked up.

What does he mean by that?

It wasn't enough that they were competing with me for the title of Little White Dragon, they even set their sights on Mika!

I'm coming

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