I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 92 Master Lang who knows "PUA" VS "Desires are hard to fill" Yan
Combining the words of the She brothers, it is not difficult to see the huge power of the "Rosie Cross".

What is revealed today is just the tip of the iceberg.

It can be seen from the burned man.

A necrophile uses the ability of zombies, borrows the shelter of the rose cross, and hides in the mortuary to avoid the eyes of the public and develop wretchedly. It can be described as arrogant and hateful.

Then.

What role does the master of the dice play in this?And why let the burned man go?
have to say.

One of the samadhis, Jiangdi means, is successful.

If it wasn't for the old man of the Liu family.

Yan Jiu would never come to the hospital.

If you don't come, you won't discover the evil here.

Yan Jiu frowned.

She doesn't believe it's a coincidence.

Excluding seven or eight points of fate.

The remaining three or two points must be deliberate.

Yan Jiu put the dice into his pocket.

If she doesn't feel wrong.

Behind her back, there are hands pushing her to clear away the clouds and mist before the darkness, and let her clean up the filth little by little.

but.

who can that be?

She couldn't figure it out.

To know.

Rao even her master didn't have this kind of generosity.

Who else can be better than her and her master?

Yan Jiu just thought of this.

Suddenly there was movement outside the door.

next second.

Yan Jiu's body was covered by the red dot of the rifle scope.

She silently raised her hand.

Innocent as a passerby.

After half an hour.

Yan Jiu was taken into the car.

Liu Fei sat in front of Yan Jiu.

"We met again, curator Yan, tell me, why did you appear at the scene of the crime?"

"If the netizens didn't call the police, are you planning to outsmart the fugitive criminal?"

Yan Jiu sighed: "You have to believe me when I say it. At first I simply visited your grandfather with a fruit basket."

Liu Fei, who is the grandson of Mr. Liu, but left the Liu family voluntarily for some reason: "..."

Yan Jiu said solemnly: "I didn't expect that there was something weird in the morgue of the hospital. You know, I am a warm-hearted citizen, so I immediately decided to help the director solve the problem. Miss Puff had an accident, and I was also very sad. In order to express that I couldn't I apologize for saving the person, and I am willing to deal with her funeral for free."

Liu Fei: Obviously Yan Jiu speaks in an orderly manner, but why do I always feel that something is wrong?

Just when Liu Fei was at a loss.

A deep voice came from one side.

"It's rare to meet the right Curator Yan at the right place. Is the floor of Curator Yan's house hot?"

The owner of the voice came out of the darkness.

The faint lights in the car hit his face, making his green irises a bit dark.

It was Lang Zongyi who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Yan Jiu: "..." He must be pissing me off! ?Said I was running around?Forget it, let him be yin and yang for the sake of him being a client... After all, why hasn't he yet?
Her mind was spinning fast.

At this moment, she couldn't help linking the burn on the burned man's face with Lang Zongyi.

After all, she couldn't figure out Lang Zongyi.

You know, when she was young, after she learned fortune-telling, she was a young genius who could even count to one or two among her seniors.

Yan Jiu was inevitably a little puzzled.

Lang Zongyi's death rate seems to be a little higher.

But it doesn't look like Gaga at all.

Especially the question asked.

Annoying too!
Behind Lang Zongyi, Ma Weiwei waved excitedly at Yan Jiu: "Senior, senior~"

Liu Fei immediately stood up.

Hand over the case to Ma Weiwei.

Special cases are handled by special agencies.

This is the default for all departments.

Lang Zongyi replaced Liu Fei and sat in front of Yan Jiu.

He glanced at Yan Jiu's thermos.

Yan Jiu blinked: "Director Lang, do you like this kind of cup too? I can send you the link."

Lang Zongyi said, "Before posting, I hope curator Yan will take out the contents of the cup to have a look."

Yan Jiu: "..." Are his eyes open?She clearly drew a spacer, how could he still find out?

No matter how doubtful.

Yan Jiu still cooperated and followed suit.

Soon.

After Lang Zongyi was speechless, he asked as usual: "How does curator Yan explain these two snakes, and how does he explain the talisman paper, Buddhist beads, and dice with rose crosses on his body?"

In front of him were two snakes pretending to be dead, a stack of talisman papers, a string of Buddhist beads, and a dice.

talking room.

Lang Zongyi looked at Yan Jiu unhurriedly.

Yan Jiu paused when her eyes flicked across the stolen goods (talismans) and objects (paper), but she quickly calmed down.

Eliminating "snakes" for the people is so tiring.

She should get paid.

Yan Jiu was serious: "Director, listen to me."

Lang Zong remained motionless: "Yes."

He uttered a low syllable through his nasal cavity.

Obviously only one word.

However, Yan Jiu deciphered countless questions.

Don't even think about it.

He's such a hard-to-fool man!
then.

Yan Jiu chose to tell the truth.

She knew that in front of someone like Lang Zongyi, any lie would have nowhere to hide, so it was better to tell the truth.

Anyway, the Special Bureau does not stipulate that pet snakes cannot be kept, although snakes are a bit unusual~
As for other things?

It all fell into her pocket suddenly!
Although the origin is evil.

But what she got was very formal.

She doesn't believe it.

She said so.

What else can Lang Zongyi do~
Yan Jiu shook his head and sighed: "What about the trust between people? Of course, I know that Director Lang must deal with it fairly and not bend the law for favoritism. If you still don't believe me, you can investigate."

After she finished speaking, she sighed faintly, as if she was looking at Master Qingtian who would not slander any good person.

Lang Zongyi: First of all, I want to praise you for your good attitude. If I ask a question, you can answer me with ten sentences. Secondly, why can you answer none of the questions?

Yan Jiu was afraid that Lang Zongyi would not accept this set of arguments, so she let the flow take its course and began to change the subject, telling Lang Zongyi about the red chessboard grid lines she experienced before meeting the dice.

Lang Zongyi stared and thought: "Whether it is Go or chess, there are cross formations on the board, using localization to trap opponents, but chess has ninety intersections, and Go has 360 intersections. What you meet is how many lines and how many points?" intersection?"

Someone who patronizes the study of why the grid lines can be materialized does not count how many intersections: "..."

Yan Jiu and Lang Zong looked at each other.

Silence slapped both sides in the face.

Lang Zongyi was speechless: "Very good."

Yan Jiu felt ashamed: "That's ridiculous~"

Lang Zongyi rubbed his eyebrows.

before today.

They judged that Rosicrucian had more than one criminal production chain, but only the entertainment company line was known.

They have also heard about the problems in the central hospital.

But because there really wasn't anything out of the investigation.

There is no focus.

Arguably.

They should thank Yan Jiu for digging.

But somehow.

Lang Zongyi always felt that if he thanked him on behalf of the Bureau, Yan Jiu would be able to show his face.

It's enough to worry about now.

He doesn't want to worry about it anymore.

Think about it.

Lang Zongyi said euphemistically: "Curator Yan is the only witness to this incident. If we catch the murderer and eliminate the harm for the people, Director Yan must be among them..."

Yan Jiu was pleasantly surprised: "Benefits?"

Lang Zongyi continued: "We will help you with all your strength."

The two spoke different words in unison.

Done.

The two fell silent again.

Yan Jiu labeled Lang Zongyi a PUA master, and Lang Zongyi became more and more sure of Yan Jiu's "desires are hard to fill".

therefore.

The unpleasant conversation is over.

Push open the door.

Ma Weiwei and Liu Fei who were eavesdropping almost leaned forward.

Lang Zongyi glanced at Liu Fei, and said something inexplicable: "Still unwilling to visit?"

Liu Fei, who was joining in the fun, suddenly stopped talking.

He looked back towards the inpatient floor of the hospital.

A belated apology is not an apology.

Late chagrin is no confession either.

After all, once a wound is formed, no good medicine can restore the skin to its original state.

He couldn't forgive grandpa on behalf of his dead parents.

Yan Jiu suddenly stopped in front of Liu Fei: "Officer Liu, go up now, and I can see the old man one last time."

The voice did not fall.

Liu Fei suddenly raised his head.

He was at a loss and hesitated to speak.

at last.

hurried to the hospital.

(End of this chapter)