Demons Beside You (The Demons Beside Me)

No one can take little Gelin away from him, even if it's just a 'temporary loan'.

Even if this person is a relative of little Ge Lin.

"If you want to come and visit little Ge Lin, you can do so at any time." Chen Zhao politely declined Alex's request.

"Haha... How stingy." Alex is a lawyer, how could she not hear Chen Zhao's subtext.

Chen Zhao neither wanted her to live in his house, nor did he want little Ge Lin to stay with Alex temporarily.

"I've already booked my flight. My flight is at three o'clock in the afternoon. Pick me up at five o'clock." After Alex said that, she hung up the phone.

Chen Zhao looked at the time, it was only noon.

Chen Zhao called Fali and wouldn't go home at noon.

After all, it takes nearly an hour to get back to Mingyue Villa, and the distance from Mingyue Villa to the airport is even longer.

So since we have to pick up Alex later, we might as well stay in the city and wait until the time comes.

Procrastinating for time is the most uncomfortable thing. The more you care about time, the slower it will pass.

Chen Zhao felt that a whole day had passed, but in fact only half an hour had passed.

Chen Zhao had no choice but to go shopping.

I remembered that Shara told herself last time that the wooden comb she bought that caused trouble came from 558 Downey Street.

Chen Zhao planned to go there and have a look. If the people at No. 558 Downey Street deliberately sold that kind of 'dirty stuff' to others, Chen Zhao would inevitably have to come and clean up the harm for the people.

After all, Chen Zhao claims that Los Angeles is his territory, although Chen Zhao never takes the initiative to solve problems.

But now that the problem has been put in front of him, Chen Zhao will also take time to solve it.

This is a store that ordinary people cannot find.

It was also the first time for Chen Zhao to come to this store.

But Chen Zhao also heard from people in the association.

There are quite a few people in the association who often pay attention to this store.

The entire street of Downey Street is full of high-end luxury stores. If the decoration is not up to standard, they will be closed down by the city government.

But the store at No. 558 Downey Street is very old, a wooden house from the 1920s and 1930s.

It's old and worn, and the paint on the door frame is fading.

The windows are not modern floor-to-ceiling windows, but wooden split square glass windows.

When Chen Zhao pushed the door open and entered, he was a little uncomfortable with the dim environment in the store.

The things displayed in the store are also quite messy and there are a lot of things.

There was an old woman and a red-haired girl lying on the couch behind the counter of the store. When they saw Chen Zhao coming in, they immediately trotted forward with a professional smile: "Hello, sir, what do you need?"

Chen Zhao glanced at the red-haired girl. This red-haired girl's magic power was quite good, probably similar to that of Jolene Nash or Giselle in the association.

As for the other old woman sleeping on the recliner, Chen Zhao felt that she should be similar to Gaia.

But this is just talking about magic power. If it were to be used in actual combat, it is estimated that this old woman would be directly dismantled by Gaia.

Chen Zhao knocked on the glass counter. When the red-haired girl saw that Chen Zhao ignored her and went to quarrel with her boss, she frowned, showing a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Sir, if you have no other needs, please leave." The red-haired girl said dissatisfied.

At this time, the old woman woke up and opened her eyes to look at Chen Zhao.

"Sir, do you need anything?"

"Some time ago, you sold a wooden comb here, right?" Chen Zhao asked.

The old woman was a little confused and looked at the red-haired girl.

The red-haired girl didn't know if she was pretending or if she really couldn't remember. Her eyes were a little confused: "This needs to be checked. Is there any problem?"

"There's a problem. Someone has died because of this wooden comb." Chen Zhao said.

The expressions of the old woman and the red-haired girl changed slightly. What business people fear most is an accident.

Especially shops that sell magic props and magic raw materials like theirs are even more afraid of this kind of thing.

"Who are you? From the government? Or a family member of the deceased?" The old woman stood up. She was very old and her body had shrunk. She looked less than 1.5 meters tall.

However, the old woman's eyes were still alert, and she looked straight at Chen Zhao with a somewhat sharp look.

"Los Angeles is my territory." Chen Zhao said.

When the red-haired girl heard Chen Zhao's words, she immediately became furious: "You want to slander our store and then charge us protection fees?"

Obviously, she regarded Chen Zhao as someone collecting protection money.

Chen Zhao just glanced at the red-haired girl lightly.

She should just be a store clerk here.

And with her brains, she probably wouldn't be the mastermind.

Chen Zhao cast his gaze on the old woman.

This old woman's magic power is definitely powerful.

If it was this old woman who was very powerful both in terms of life experience and personal strength, Chen Zhao had no doubts about it.

Of course, Chen Zhao didn't just come here to investigate, but to clarify the matter.

The old woman would not treat Chen Zhao as collecting protection money.

The person who can find her shop and dare to stand in front of her and accuse her is definitely not a scumbag.

And she has been in Los Angeles for so many years, and she has not been blind to what's going on around her.

She knew about the Supernatural Society, and it had become even more famous recently.

And the Supernatural Society claims that Los Angeles is their territory.

I heard that the president of the Supernatural Association is a Chinese.

The old woman has roughly determined Chen Zhao's identity.

"Sir, we are also at a loss regarding your accusation. Can you tell the whole story clearly? Even if you want to convict me, please provide evidence."

"There is no evidence, but there are witnesses." Chen Zhao said: "An ordinary person once entered your shop, bought a wooden comb, and caused a series of supernatural events. Then the wooden comb The reason is that a person died, and this person was still a psychic."

"Impossible." The old woman shouted immediately.

"You are so slanderous." The red-haired girl shouted excitedly: "How could ordinary people get in here?"

"The fact is that ordinary people can find this place. Unless someone brings her in, or someone in your shop asks her to come in, otherwise she will not be able to get in here." Chen Zhao said calmly: "I don't care if you Take my word for it, I need an explanation anyway.”

"What if we can't give an explanation?" the old woman lowered her voice and said in a hoarse voice.

It seemed that she was also angered by Chen Zhao's brutal attitude.

"If you don't give me an explanation, I'm going to tear this store down and kick you out of Los Angeles."

Although doing so may seem like a bully bullying the weak.

But the world is like this, and besides, this incident originally started because of this store.

Chen Zhao has also confirmed that this is a fact. Xia La is indeed the victim, and one person died.

So no one is considered innocent.