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The policeman was about to leave, but he hesitated, looking at Mu Xiaoxiao. âMaâam, if you are worried that he will continue to harass you, Iâll take him back to the police station to question him.â
Hearing that, Nimo frowned and said unhappily, âI donât like going to the police station.â
His expression darkened as he thought about how to get rid of this policemen.
âSir, youâd better take him away and keep him locked up for a few days. I really donât want to see him,â said someone from behind them.
As soon as Mu Xiaoxiao heard the voice she turned around excitedly and called out, âJie!â
She freed herself from Feng Tianqi and ran to Yin Shaojie. She threw a little fist onto his chest and grumbled. âWhere have you been? I was almost kidnapped, you know that?â
Yin Shaojie wasnât usually so careless.
âYou fell for the trick of âluring the tiger off its mountain lair.ââ Yin Shaojie cast a glance at Nimo, his big hand grasping her little hand as he explained in resignation. âHeâs not a bad person. Heâs a friend of mine.â
Mu Xiaoxiao was surprised. âWhat? Heâs your friend?!â
Feng Tianqi was also quite dumbfounded.
Nimo walked over and suddenly reached his arm out over Feng Tianqiâs shoulders in a friendly gesture as he said, âDidnât I tell you already? I was just playing with you.â
Feng Tianqi jerked his shoulder to get Nimoâs hand off him, annoyed.
âGet lost! Who said you could my lean on my shoulder? Do I know you?â
Mu Xiaoxiao looked at Yin Shaojie, puzzled, and she asked, âIs he really your friend?â
âYeah.â Yin Shaojie nodded. Then he explained to the policeman and told him that everything was fine.
The policeman then left.
âLetâs go in and talk.â Yin Shaojie said. The four entered the restaurant together.
Mu Xiaoxiao still had her guard up around Nimo. She said with discontent, âWhy didnât you say he was your friend beforehand? He pointed a gun at me out of nowhere, wanting to kidnap me. What the heck was he trying to do?â
âThatâs the way he is. Heâs just playing with you. He wonât hurt you,â Yin Shaojie explained briefly without saying too much.
But indeed, Nimo wouldnât hurt Xiaoxiao.
Earlier, it was because Nimo was around that Yin Shaojie felt free to walk away. However, he hadnât expected Nimo to be so dramatic.
After sitting down, Feng Tianqi couldnât help but ask Nimo, âI clearly saw you hide your gun earlier, so why didnât the policeman find it?â
Nimoâs smile was enigmatic. âIf I donât want him to find it, he wonât find it.â
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Feng Tianqi wasnât satisfied with his answer. He pointed at him and said, âYou moved the gun someplace else, right? How could he not have found it otherwise?â
âSome other place? What place? Here?â Nimo said to him, suddenly reaching his hand out toward him. As if by magic, he reached behind Feng Tianqiâs neck and pulled out his gun.
Feng Tianqi and Mu Xiaoxiao were both shocked.
Yin Shaojie watched, amused. He had seen Nimo perform the trick many times.
âWhat the heck are you⦠Are you a magician?â Mu Xiaoxiao asked curiously.
Nimo laughed, âMagician? You could say that.â
Mu Xiaoxiao nudged Yin Shaojie with her elbow, âHey, is he for real? Is your friend a magician?â