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Chapter 202 - 135 Su Zimai: Watch closely, this is the Exorcist (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 202: Chapter 135 Su Zimai: Watch closely, this is the Exorcist (Requesting Monthly Tickets)

It’s the evening of July 21st, China, Li Jing, Gu Yima District.

The night sky tonight is especially bright, and the cicadas on the trees are chirping desperately.

Under the shade of the trees, three silhouettes are paused in front of an apartment building.

Controlling the number one body Gu Wenyu, Ji Minghuan walks ahead, expressionlessly fiddling with his phone.

Meanwhile, Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuo Case are holding luggage, quietly standing behind him, waiting for him to use the key to open the door.

Ji Minghuan slightly droops his head, sending messages to Su Zimai on WeChat, while fumbling for the key in the backpack slung over his shoulder, slotting it into the door’s keyhole.

Even though the key is in the hole, he resolutely refuses to turn the doorknob.

The next second, his body suddenly stiffens, eyes fixated on the phone screen, as if he has just received a threatening text from a bandit.

[Gu Wenyu: Oh right, forgot to tell you, Dad and Big Brother are already back in the country. They want you to hurry home from Japan.]

[Su Zimai: I’m already home.]

Gu Zhuo Case and Gu Qiye stare at the suspenseful silhouette, as if there’s something unclean inside.

Their eyes gradually fill with confusion, wondering why this kid is taking so long just to open a door.

But the two don’t voice any complaints, believing that being patient is the best approach to a child who takes his time but hates being rushed.

A small supermarket across the street casts a white light screen outside, someone bikes past on the street, shadows of the wheels roll through the light screen, chains rustling.

Moments later, Ji Minghuan finally lifts his eyes from the doorknob, turns to look at them, and stares peculiarly for a while.

The suspenseful atmosphere enveloping the three grows thicker.

Ji Minghuan remains silent, only shaking his head, beckoning with his hand, like a special forces soldier signaling his teammates to breach a door during an explosive action.

Gu Zhuo Case and Gu Qiye, though confused, cautiously come closer to Gu Wenyu.

Ji Minghuan turns back, wrapping his arms around their shoulders, letting their heads rest together, then making some gestures in front of them.

First, he points to his eyes with his index and middle fingers, then slices his hand knife through the air an inch in front of his throat, followed by a head lean back and eye roll.

"A murderer broke into the house?"

"A thief hiding in our home?"

Gu Zhuo Case and Gu Qiye simultaneously speculate, their tone and expressions extremely calm.

Ji Minghuan shakes his head, takes a deep breath, looks at them both carefully before slowly unveiling the answer:

"Little sis said... she already arrived home yesterday."

The father and son’s expressions were fairly relaxed, as if a thief in the house were just an ordinary small matter to them, but after Ji Minghuan reveals the truth, they slightly freeze, visibly becoming more serious.

Indeed... if a bad guy broke in, they merely needed to moderately leverage their physical strength to a level below that of a normal human world champion, trying to subdue the adversary without lethal force;

Even if the situation worsens, and while they are dawdling outside, all valuables get stolen, they could just buy everything back since words like "lacking money" didn’t exist in Gu Qiye and Gu Zhuo Case’s dictionary.

Especially for Gu Qiye, the salary he’s earned from the Mutants Association over the years is unspendable, not to mention the income from endorsement deals beyond that.

But... having Su Zimai in the house changes the nature of the situation entirely.

This little tyrant’s status in the family is unquestionable.

In their eyes, Su Zimai is like a bomb, and from the first second they step inside, they should be prepared to carry out bomb-defusing actions.

Misjudge even a line, and she could erupt in place, slam the door, and vanish for the entire summer.

Ji Minghuan releases his arm from their shoulders, tugs a bit at the corner of his lips, and looks contentedly at the anxious two.

He thinks, warriors, show the vigor with which you held me at the sushi place for several minutes. As an innocent lamb under collateral attack, the original instigator, little sis, should by all means apologize or die?

"Speak... how do we call her for a meeting?" He breaks the silence, tone profoundly solemn.

"Actually it’s unnecessary, think calmly, Xiaomai just secretly went to Japan without telling us." Gu Qiye shakes his head. "She just got back after much effort, let’s not put pressure on her, let her have some peace, and try to act naturally."

Gu Zhuo Case hangs his head low, silent.

The old father doesn’t have much say in the family, only contemplating that next he has to talk to Gu Qiye, and discuss the Exorcists’ matters with Su Zimai...

Confronting both issues overlapping one another, his single-thread thinking brain is already in chaos.

"Huh? We’re really not calling her for a meeting?" Ji Minghuan instantly deflates.

"No, let’s pretend nothing happened, and find a chance to talk to her later." Gu Qiye laughs. "Alright, stop standing foolishly by the door, anyone not knowing would think there’s a burglar inside."