Why is the system taking my request to photograph a cosplayer seriously?

Chapter 70: Searching for the Fox Spirit and... 1. Towards the Outside World!

In a corner of KFC, Zhao Yanxi, Wen Jing, and Hua Yue sat in a triangle formation, with a freshly made family bucket on the table.

After listening to Zhao Yanxi's story, Wenjing blinked in confusion, then reached into the bucket, picked up a chicken leg, and started eating it.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Yanxi slammed her hand on the table: "What time is it? Still thinking about food? Can't you give me some kind of response?"

Wenjing was startled, swallowed the chicken in her mouth, and looked at her best friend with a pitiful expression.

"I...I hiked all day, so I'm really exhausted...I'm starving!"

When Zhao Yanxi met Wen Jing's innocent, bright eyes, she felt a lump in her throat, unable to swallow it.

She sighed and turned to look at Hua Yue.

Hua Yue crossed her arms and said leisurely, "You mean, you and Ding Heng went to a hotel and found another woman's undergarment?"

Zhao Yanxi nodded: "That's right."

"What does this have to do with me?! And you made me skip the opening ceremony to come here?"

Hua Yue pointed at her two best friends in front of her: "It's you two who are having ambiguous relationships with this man, not me!"

Zhao Yanxi was speechless after being rebuked, so she turned to Wen Jing and gestured with her eyes—say something for her.

Wenjing buried her head in her chicken leg, then looked up blankly, picked up a hamburger, and continued eating without saying a word.

Zhao Yanxi: "..."

She had no choice but to turn to Hua Yue herself.

"This matter really does have something to do with you."

"What's the relationship?"

"Look, I found these along with the undergarment!"

Zhao Yanxi took out a neatly folded piece of toilet paper from her pocket, carefully unfolded it, and found two things inside.

A thumb-sized phone sticker shaped like a cartoon lion with a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and a blank expression; it's ugly as hell.

A long hair, very long, extremely long!

Hua Yue frowned: "What the hell?"

Zhao Yanxi cleared her throat and began her analysis.

"First, this strand of hair."

She picked up the long hair and held it up in front of Hua Yue.

"It's most likely that woman's, so the first characteristic of a vixen is—long hair!"

She pulled her hair down, gestured to the position, and stopped at her waist: "And it's very long, almost... up to this position."

Hua Yue nodded.

"and then?"

Zhao Yanxi let her hair down and picked up the ugly lion sticker instead: "Do you recognize this?"

Hua Yue leaned closer for a look: "Isn't this our Normal University's mascot?"

"That's right."

Zhao Yanxi held up four fingers, her tone resolute.

Based on the evidence, the following four points can be summarized.

First: This vixen is studying at your Normal University!

Second: She has long hair that reaches her waist.

Third: A deep passion for and immersion in traditional Chinese Hanfu (traditional Han clothing).

Fourth: The student's grade level is not low!

"Wait, wait, wait..."

Hua Yue felt a little dizzy and raised her hand to sort out her thoughts.

"I'll take your word for it if you say her hair reaches her waist, but how can you be so sure she's deeply obsessed with traditional Hanfu? That bellyband might just be a romantic gesture between her and Ding Heng!"

Zhao Yanxi shook her head: "That's unlikely!"

Hua Yue pressed further, "And the reason?"

"Throughout the summer vacation, Ding Heng never let Xiao Jing or me wear any Hanfu or ancient style clothing. This shows that he's not very interested in that kind of thing, so that bellyband was most likely brought by that woman herself."

She paused, then added, "Besides, think about it. Most people wear Hanfu just to make it look like something else. Only deeply passionate enthusiasts would wear even something like a bellyband properly."

Moreover, the bodice is made of high-quality material and the embroidery is exquisite; it's probably not cheap, unlike a disposable sex toy.

"That makes sense..."

Hua Yue pursed her lips and asked again, "Then how are you sure they're upperclassmen?"

Zhao Yanxi picked up that ugly lion sticker again.

"Is it ugly?"

"ugly!"

"The fact that this vixen can stick such an ugly mascot on her phone shows that she has a very high sense of belonging to the university and has been there for quite some time."

Zhao Yanxi confidently judged: "So those who are too young, such as freshmen who have just entered the school, can basically be ruled out."

After hearing this, Hua Yue gasped and gently clapped her hands.

"Like father, like daughter!"

She remarked sarcastically, "Zhao Yanxi, what are you doing at Zhongnan University? It would have been so much better to go to police academy and follow in your father's footsteps!"

The words had barely left his mouth—

"Burp~"

Wenjing let out a burp.

The two of them turned to look at her at the same time.

Wenjing shrank her neck, lowered her head again, and continued to gnaw on another chicken leg.

Zhao Yanxi withdrew her gaze, her expression extremely solemn: "So, Hua Yue! I need your help to find a senior girl in your school with waist-length hair who has a deep love for Hanfu."

Hua Yue looked troubled: "Hubei Normal University is so big, where am I supposed to look?"

"Didn't you want to join your school's Hanfu club?"

Zhao Yanxi gave her some advice: "Since that vixen is obsessed with Hanfu, she's likely joined the school's Hanfu club. Narrow down your search to within the Hanfu club!"

Hua Yue fell silent.

Like her older sister Hua Qing, she is preparing to join the school's Hanfu club and compete for the position of club president.

Firstly, because I was interested.

Secondly, their family is in the clothing business.

Her father said that during her university years, any profits from the clothes she sold were her pocket money.

But the matter of joining the company is still far from being settled, and Zhao Yanxi is already arranging for her to become a spy?

"I don't have time."

Hua Yue stood up, making a move to leave.

Zhao Yanxi gritted her teeth: "I'll cover all your expenses for this National Day holiday trip!"

Hua Yue paused in her act of getting up.

Zhao Yanxi took a deep breath and raised the stakes again: "As long as you help me find out who the vixen is, I'll cover your expenses for a trip to Hainan Island during winter break!"

Hua Yue slowly sat back down, still without saying a word.

"Oh, right."

Zhao Yanxi clicked her tongue twice: "I heard that our high school is going to change its uniform supplier. My mom is going to be promoted to dean of students at the beginning of the semester, so she should be able to say a few words to me."

"We're all sisters, don't be so formal!"

Hua Yue patted her chest, exuding a fierce and unwavering air.

"She dares to steal a man from my sister, Hua Yue? She has to be brought to justice! Yan hope, don't worry, if there's anything I can do to help, Hua Yue will definitely lend a hand!"

Leaving behind her guarantee, Hua Yue turned and left with a flourish, her silhouette a symbol of unwavering loyalty and righteousness!

Zhao Yanxi let out a long breath and turned to look at her other best friend.

Wenjing put down her cola and let out another burp.

The two girls stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Zhao Yanxi said irritably, "You're still eating? You're about to lose your man, aren't you worried at all?"

Wenjing picked up a French fry, dipped it in ketchup, and said, "Yanxi, your analysis was all correct, but you missed one point."

"What?"

"Ding Heng!"

Wenjing took a bite of her fries: "Yanxi, do you think you're pretty?"

Zhao Yanxi replied without hesitation, "Of course."

"Do you think I'm pretty?"

"No worse than me."

"That settles it."

She scratched her cheek quietly and cutely, looking a little embarrassed.

"Although it's a bit shameless to say this... we are both beautiful, with different body types, and it would be hard to find anyone more beautiful than us in the entire Yuelu Mountain area."

She paused, her face slightly flushed.

"Think about it, we spent so much time with Ding Heng during the summer vacation, and then I even lived with him for more than half a month, and he didn't do anything to me..."

The words were not finished, but the meaning was already very clear.

Zhao Yanxi seemed to suddenly realize something, never expecting that Wen Jing, who usually had a simple mind, was more insightful in this regard than she was.

She hesitated and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wenjing sighed softly, "Yanxi, I think you've misunderstood him."

"So you think we don't need to be wary of any vixens?"

"That's right!"

Wenjing then turned her head and muttered softly, "I'd rather be on guard against you than waste that time."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing!"

Wenjing quickly waved her hand: "Anyway, I trust Ding Heng and don't want to get involved."

Zhao Yanxi raised her hand and gently poked Wenjing's temple, exasperated: "Speaking of which, I haven't settled accounts with you yet."

"Hmm?"

"After all these years of being sisters, you actually tattled on me to a man?"

Wenjing pouted, clearly unconvinced.

"Then I have to settle accounts with you too."

"What's so special about it?"

"What do you mean by going to a hotel with him behind my back? And you even lied to me and said you were going to see a private swimming instructor?"

The two looked at each other, remained silent for a few seconds, and then simultaneously deflated.

Wenjing tentatively asked, "You went to the hotel with him today, nothing happened, right?"

Zhao Yanxi's eyelashes trembled, and she guiltily looked away: "No."

Wenjing was completely unaware of her best friend's strange behavior. She simply said "Oh" and put her mind at ease.

Zhao Yanxi turned back: "Does our agreement to 'set aside disputes and jointly develop' during the summer vacation still stand?"

Wenjing nodded: "It means yes, don't worry. If anything happens between me and him, I'll definitely tell you."

"Then we need to add one more thing."

"What?"

"When necessary, we will unite against external threats!"

Zhao Yanxi placed her hand on the table and bent her little finger.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wenjing raised her little finger and hooked it together, just like when the two of them had made countless promises when they were children, and loudly repeated the promise.

"Alright, let's unite against external threats!"