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Moonlit Labyrinth: Unveiling the Dark Trade of Supermodels and Mysterious Herbs
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I deliberately paused for a few seconds, and the atmosphere in the live stream became even more eerie because of my words. "Sister Man, don't scare us!" "What on earth is it? Hurry up and tell us!" "Please, be a person!" The barrage of comments flooded in like a tide, almost drowning me.
I lightly coughed, lowered my voice, and pretended to be mysterious as I said, "For example, youth, health, or even... life."
The live stream instantly fell silent, with only a few scattered comments floating by. I picked up my cup and took a small sip, my gaze sweeping over the continuously scrolling messages on the screen, a slight smile appearing at the corners of my mouth.
"Sister Man, don't scare us anymore. There can't be such terrifying weight loss methods in this world!" A viewer with the ID "Little Kitty" sent a comment.
I set down my cup and replied calmly, "In this world, nothing is impossible. Some people will truly pay any price in pursuit of ultimate beauty."
"Sister Man, you’re not talking about Lingling, are you?" A viewer with the ID "Urban Beauty" suddenly sent such a comment.
I pretended not to see that comment and continued, "I have a friend; her name is..."
"Lingling!" The comments from "Urban Beauty" popped up again. "You must be talking about Lingling, right?"
I didn’t deny it; I just sighed lightly and said, "Lingling has been going crazy trying to meet her weight loss goals in just one week. For the past few days, she has been trying all sorts of extreme weight loss methods and even resorted to some dubious weight loss pills. I'm really worried about her..." My voice carried a barely perceptible tremor, as if I was genuinely concerned for Lingling.
After ending the live stream, I took off my headphones and rubbed my slightly sore temples. Lingling's recent state had indeed made me very worried; she was already as thin as a paper doll and had been even harsher on herself in her quest to lose weight.
I got up and walked to the window, gazing at the brightly lit cityscape outside, feeling mixed emotions. I needed to find a safe and effective weight loss method to help Lingling and those girls trapped in the "White Slim Young" aesthetic trap.
The next day, I began asking around for that rumored safe and effective weight loss method. I consulted many industry insiders and reviewed a lot of materials, but the results were disappointing. The weight loss products on the market were varied, but truly safe and effective ones were few and far between.
Just when I was about to give up, a makeup artist who had worked in the modeling industry for many years revealed some news: there was said to be a Mysterious Herb from Southeast Asia that had miraculous weight loss effects without any side effects.
I immediately became interested and asked, "Really? Where can I find this herb?"
The makeup artist lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "This herb is very rare; ordinary people can't access it at all. However, I've heard that a batch has recently arrived in Shanghai; I just don't know who is handling it."
I thanked the makeup artist and immediately began my investigation. After several twists and turns, I finally found the person rumored to be handling the herb; his name was Brother Li, a rather influential figure in Shanghai.
I arranged to meet Brother Li at a teahouse. Brother Li was short and stout with a beer belly and wore a thick gold chain around his neck; he looked like no ordinary person.
"Brother Li, hello! I've heard so much about you," I smiled as I extended my hand to him.
Brother Li looked me up and down with a smirk that didn't reach his eyes and said, "You must be Xiao Man. What do you want from me?"
I got straight to the point: "I've heard that you have a batch of weight loss herbs from Southeast Asia; is that true?"
Brother Li's expression changed slightly as he squinted at me without saying anything.
"What's wrong? Is Miss Xiaoman also interested in this stuff?" Brother Li picked up his teacup and gently blew on the floating tea leaves, his tone revealing no hint of emotion.
I smiled slightly, noncommittal, " brother Li, you must be joking. As a storyteller, how could I be interested in weight loss pills?" I picked up the teapot and filled the teacup in front of brother Li with tea. "I just heard that this batch of herbs has an extraordinary origin and miraculous effects, so I wanted to see for myself."
brother Li set down his teacup and looked me up and down with a scrutinizing gaze. "Miss Xiaoman, you should know that curiosity killed the cat."
I feigned nonchalance and shrugged. " brother Li is overthinking it. I'm just someone who enjoys listening to stories. If you’re willing to share some tales about these herbs, I would be all ears."
After a moment of silence, a playful smile appeared at the corners of brother Li's mouth. "Since Miss Xiaoman is interested in stories, I can tell you a few. However..." He paused, his gaze sharp as he fixed it on me. "Why should I trust you? What if you hear my story and then turn around and tell others? That would put me in danger."
I had anticipated brother Li's question. Calmly, I took out a business card from my bag and handed it to him. " brother Li, this is my business card. You can check it out; I, Xiao Man, value credibility above all in this line of work."
brother Li took the card and examined it carefully, his brow slightly furrowing. "A radio host?"
"That's right," I replied with a slight smile. "I've been in this industry for a few years now and know quite a few people from all walks of life. I'm well-informed about various matters. If there's anything you need help with, feel free to ask; as long as it's within my capability, I will certainly assist."
brother Li tucked the card into his pocket, and some of the doubt on his face dissipated. "I naturally trust Miss Xiaoman's connections. However, helping out isn't something to be taken lightly; you know my rules."
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