Demon recovery: the beginning of the full-level five thunder justice!

"Warm your sister!"

"Can you be a little gentleman!"

Yaomeier pulled away the quilt covering Jiang Churan's head.

"gentleman!"

"This is possible!"

Jiang Churan frowned, sat up straight, put on his shoes and walked towards the door.

"What are you going to do?"

"I am a gentleman, go out and sleep in another guest room." Jiang Churan yawned for a long time: "I just don't know, are your parents still watching TV in the living room outside?"

"Don't, don't!"

"If you have something to say, don't think about it!"

Yaomeier ran up cowardly and grabbed Jiang Churan's arm...

Chapter 155

Yaomei'er was obviously afraid of cheating, so she choked up her Sichuan dialect, with a cowardly expression and a slightly cute look.

Being held by the arm, Jiang Churan grinned.

"Then who sleeps on the bed and who sleeps on the floor?"

"You sleep on the floor, I sleep on the bed..."

Yaomeier wanted to speak hard, but when she realized that Jiang Churan was about to go out again, she quickly changed her words: "I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the floor, no, no, I sleep on the floor, you sleep on the bed!

However, Jiang Churan was still walking out, and was about to reach out to grab the doorknob.

"You can't sleep on the floor, and I can't sleep on the floor. What do you want to do?"

Yaomeier is really in a hurry.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Churan suddenly turned around and couldn't help but lift her up as well.

"what are you doing?"

"Jiang Churan, you are crazy!"

"Let me go!"

Jiang Churan chuckled.

"There is another option."

"That's all on top!"

Yaomeier wanted to cry: "You should go out."

Jiang Churan smiled: "Whoever goes out now is a fool!"

……

That night.

Inside a law firm, the lights were still brightly lit.

"Xiao Wang, pour me a cup of coffee."

A 50-[-]-year-old bald lawyer was handling the documents and said without raising his head.

But his voice fell for a long time, and he didn't get the slightest response at all.

"Xiao Wang?"

The bald lawyer frowned deeply and looked up at the secretary's seat.

But I saw that Xiao Wang, who was sitting on the secretary's seat, was falling down on the table.

"Fell asleep?"

The bald lawyer was puzzled and didn't say much. He got himself a cup of hot water and continued with his work.

After all, in the past few days, I have been working overtime almost every day until very late, and it is normal for me to fall asleep accidentally when I am tired.

But not long after, the bald lawyer who was completing the complaint smelled a strange smell.

It seems to be bloody smell!

He subconsciously looked up and looked around.

However, there was a pool of dark things under the secretary's seat.

He got up and took a look...

"Blood?!"

The bald lawyer whose pupils shrank sharply in an instant turned his gaze to the secretary Xiao Wang who was slumped on the table.

He saw that there was a pen tied to Xiao Wang's heart!

From the pen, the already viscous blood is still dripping down...

"Wow wow wow..."

The bald lawyer, who was almost bald in fright, chose to call the police.

However, when the police arrived, they first firmly controlled him.

Indeed, according to the general case logic, the bald lawyer is the most suspected.

But it's all ages.

In the 21st century, surveillance is everywhere.

In the face of monitoring, logic is completely untenable.

"Zhao Bureau, how is this possible?!"

A group of police officers gathered around the surveillance camera, watching the contents of the surveillance surveillance, their expressions changed dramatically.

Director Zhao didn't answer when he heard this, but just took a deep breath, picked up his phone and walked out.

Still in the monitoring screen, the scene where Xiao Wang, who was concentrating on processing documents, suddenly plunged a pen into his heart was still being replayed over and over again.

Director Zhao walked into the corridor and called Ma Zhuxie.

Ma Zhuxie said that he would send someone over to investigate immediately, but before the two hung up the phone, a police officer hurried up.

"Zhao Bureau, it's not good! There's another case of weird suicide!"

"what!?"

Zhao Ju frowned in shock...

Jiang Churan, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know.

That night, countless strange murders took place in Shanghai.

Same as Yaomeier's hometown, Kangzhuang Town.

All of these people committed suicide in a weird way.

"what…"

A scream broke the tranquility of the morning.

"Damn it, keep your voice down!"

Jiang Churan quickly reached out to stop Yaomeier's [-]-year-old cry: "Do you want to wake up your parents?"

"..."

Yaomeier blinked her big eyes, and the shouting gradually stopped.

Jiang Churan slowly let go of her.

"You beast!!"

Yaomeier gritted her teeth and greeted Jiang Churan, and fled out of the room.

Looking at the closed door again, Jiang Churan was content to go back to sleep.

Although his eardrums were almost shattered, he was very full.

"Birds?"

"Is this implying to me that next time I can be worse than a beast?"

Muttering, Jiang Churan opened half of the window to breathe, and was about to fall asleep again.

But as soon as he opened the window, his keen hearing heard the siren sounding in the wind.

"what's the situation."

With difficulty, he stretched his head out a little, and Jiang Churan glanced down.

But the floor is a bit too high.

On the 44th floor, his hearing is sharp and he can hear a little, but it is still too difficult to see clearly.

However, there are always more solutions than difficulties.

Jiang Churan took out a high-magnification telescope from under the bed, which was left by the previous homeowner, and looked downstairs.

Although I still can't see clearly, I can already see the general idea.

A white cloth, many police cars and police officers.

If it is inferred, there should be a murder.

After looking at it for a while, Jiang Churan, who felt dull, didn't feel much sleepy, tidied up and walked out of the bedroom.

"Xiao Jiang, good morning!"

Ye's father and Ye's mother were watching TV in the living room, and nodded to Jiang Churan.

"Uncle and aunt, how did you rest last night?"

Jiang Churan asked politely.

Really just being polite.

If he doesn't rest well, there's nothing he can do.

"Ba Shi is very good!"

Fortunately, father and mother Ye only gave Jiang Churan a thumbs up.

Yaomeier is busy with breakfast.

Jiang Churan grabbed an apple, gnawed on it, and watched TV with Ye's father and Ye's mother.

And on the TV, it was the local satellite TV in Shanghai.

The morning news host was talking blah blah.

"Last night, in the whole city of Shanghai, 2 people committed suicide and 7 people were injured. The details of the case are still under investigation..."

Watching the news, Ye's father and Ye's mother swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Little Jiang, is the devil's capital in such a mess now..."

Jiang Churan smiled and waved his hand: "No, this is just a sporadic incident. Uncles and aunts, please watch first, I'll make a call."

He is going to make a call to Zhu Ziqing.

This suicide, if nothing else happened, should be the same as the man he rescued in the mall the day before yesterday.

But now that the news has been reported, it shows that this matter has fermented to a very serious level.

Although, the numbers in news reports are relatively not too serious.

But this is not serious, but it is only aimed at appeasing the public.

In fact, it was just as Jiang Churan expected.

After the call was connected, Zhu Ziqing's tone was unprecedentedly dignified.