I'm fishing at the Youkai Investigation Bureau

Chapter 87
The moon is setting and the stars are sinking, and the colored sky is gradually blurring.

In the dimly lit room, only the sound of keyboard tapping echoed.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Cheng Fushu took off his gold-rimmed glasses, pinched the wings of his nose, and then drank the rich-colored coffee beside the table in one gulp.

The long and narrow eyes are full of tiredness.

After typing on the keyboard for a while, his fingers paused.Suddenly, he leaned back on the chair, raised his head, stared at the ceiling in a daze.

A soft sigh escaped from his mouth.

tired.

His mind is tired.

Cheng Fushu never thought that he would completely fall into a grotesque world.

If he wants to survive, he must give up his hatred and work for an organization called the Special Incident Management Investigation Bureau.

If he agrees, he and his mother will have a better human/ghost life.

He takes no responsibility for what he does, and even gets a well-paying job.

His mother will not be punished in the underworld for participating in the murder plan, and can also have a job below.

Cheng Fushu had no reason to refuse.

He rolled up his sleeves, and there were scars remaining on his arms.

After joining here, the wound no longer itches.

Purely because he has no time to think.

He is very busy now.

One, he needs to do a lot for the bureau.

These things are not difficult for him, but they are more numerous and cumbersome.

Furthermore, Wanju is a full-fledged Party A.

It often appears, "Xiao Cheng, let's make another version", "Xiao Cheng, I can't tell what's wrong, why don't you make another version", "Xiao Cheng, this version is very good! But I think it can be done again First version", "Xiao Cheng, I think the first version is better".

Honestly, it's very common.

Life is not easy, but he has no problem with it.

Rather, he didn't dare to have an opinion.

In his capacity, it is normal for this organization to be a cow or a horse.

Here, the wages and treatment are very good, and the food is also very good, and he even has the right to go to the cafeteria to start a small kitchen.

It is said that the food in the cafeteria is shipped from Feiyu Building, which can nourish and regulate the body.

He did feel the benefits of working in a non-human unit, but human beings are human beings after all.

Programs, after all, require brain power.

In less than a month, his body has indeed improved a lot, but his brain is also about to wither.

This "children's play" unit completely lacks talents in this area.

It's normal when you think about it carefully. After all, who is a normal person to work here?
Furthermore, monsters can't understand a lot of knowledge of the human race, and the working human race is also the young lady of the aristocratic family. As far as he knows, there are very few of them who have actually completed their studies.

All their energy is spent on cultivation.

Second, during his rest time, he is still busy with his original company - Sudian Culture Company.

Yes, he hasn't resigned yet.

In the beginning, the terms Wanju negotiated with him were only to let him "give up revenge".

He gave up the act of revenge, but he still didn't break the thought.

If he leaves the company, he will no longer have any relationship with the owner of the company.

"Ah."

Suddenly, Cheng Fushu sneered.

This laughter is laughing at himself.

He opened the drawer box, and there was only a chip and a USB flash drive inside.

The original confession video and the information he collected over the years.

He closes his eyes.

"Cheng Fushu, you should thank us, not us, how could you have the motivation to be admitted to such a good university?! Right, hahaha."

"Speak up, Cheng Fushu? A child from a poor family, still want to reach the sky in one step? Swollen face to support fat people to come to this kind of school? Oh, your face is not bad, you are not here to catch rich women, hahaha!"

"Hey, don't spoil this face, feel free to do anything else. Rich women like to look at their faces. If they fall in love with him, they will find that their bodies look disgusting like this. Hahahahaha, it's interesting."

"You, like your filthy mother, want what you don't have, and you deserve it. Who are you not targeting? Who made us all 'kids of the rich', poor people, only worthy of our fun, yes its not right?"

"..."

He never forgot those words.

Since then, he has known.

It would be an eternal nightmare, a hell.

Day by day he deepened his will to revenge.

He clearly never asked for anything from others, and her mother never asked for anything from others? !

But why?
why? !

Invisible maliciousness always wants to take something away from them? !

The clenched knuckles creaked, and the body trembled slightly.

Cheng Fushu slowly opened his palm, feeling the sharp pain from his palm, and couldn't help but recall the scene of that day.

In his only life, the only day he was seen by heaven.

He grasped at a straw—a straw that would allow him to continue his vengeance.

Didn't he succeed already?
Lei Wenhao had already been killed by him and his mother.

Without the existence of the Bureau of Investigation, their plan would be perfect, no one would know that the evil spirit killed someone, and no one would know that he did it.

But Lei Wenhao was still alive, unscathed.

His life was as usual, he forgot the embarrassing memory of begging him for mercy that day, and also forgot the criminal evidence he uttered with his own mouth, and he still lived with peace of mind.

He... is not reconciled.

The strength of the organization is not something he can compete with.

He has all the evidence in his hands.

This shows... They have monitored his various behaviors and have countermeasures.

Or.

It doesn't matter.

He does what he wants to do, but—it's all useless.

This is an invisible pressure.

"... When will you come?" Cheng Fushu murmured.

that timing.

What can come?

His rekindled fire, the opportunity to ignite this straw.

When can I come?
This time of living in a non-human world.

Cheng Fushu read a lot, knew a lot, and understood a lot.

In this world, there is indeed a "sky" where you can see yourself.

"...just look at me again."

The young man's voice was very soft, to the extreme.

This is his prayer, the most sincere and sincere prayer.

Just look at him again...

Wake him... from the nightmare he had had for so many years.

The box on the table shook.

The screen lights up.

Another message from Wanju.

[Wan Xichen: Xiaocheng, I sent the program I modified a while ago to the leader for review, and the above spoke highly of you, you did a good job, take a good rest tomorrow! ]
[Wan Xichen: Oh right, I will help the leaders of Beicheng change their procedures the day after tomorrow. ]
Looking at these words, Cheng Fushu calmed down immediately, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This ten thousand game is worthy of the human race.

What a skilled PUA master.

The day after tomorrow is also his rest day, and he will be forced to work overtime again.

……no way.

Life is not easy.

It is also "human nature" for a leader to use his technology to exchange favors.

It's busy, which is fine.

When he gets busy, his heart will be more stable.

He was still in a hurry.

That's less than a month away.

Compared with the time I had endured, it was only a mere month.

[Cheng Fushu: Good Wanju. ]
He still needs to wait.

hold on.

Wait for that moment.

What goes around comes around.

This is... normal in non-humans.

　I'm closing, the duel is coming soon
　　timing.

　　I hope everyone can add a favorite to vote, thank you.

　　Although the book score is very poor, I will try to update it this month.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)