Two-dimensional world shuttle

As a result, Matsuda, a member of the local investigation team, left Qi from the base and came to the building as usual to make up for the supermarket in the distance to buy daily necessities.

Walking into the door of the supermarket, he smiled and nodded with the familiar cashier girl, took the shopping list from his pocket and began to sweep the shelves.

"Mr. Zhu, do you have so many things to buy that you can have a party?" a thick, slightly magnetic voice sounded behind you.

Matsuda looked back and saw a man without a black cesium windbreaker standing next to the shelf with a smile.

"Ha, make up envoy, our guests prefer to eat snacks. So..." Matsuda stall replied to none of the men who have a sense of estate. In fact, the vast majority of things on the shopping list make me cry for the place to buy.

"Oh, what kind of person! I have something I want to give to Sir, but please make up for it and refuse!" Li Qingchen smiled strangely at the speech, made up for it, and the visible silver roared from his eyebrows and plundered toward the pine field.

"Send something to..." Matsuta looked puzzled and was talking, but he saw a vague silver Bang Si Xunlei shot to make up for and make any obstacles, so he shot into his head.

Boom——

There was a roar in my mind. Matsuda's brain suddenly crashed. He was collecting sweets and stopped suddenly. The whole person was suddenly stiff.

More than 10 minutes later, Matsuda left the supermarket with no food. Li Qingchen stood at the door again. There was no back of Matsuda from Qi and an inexplicable holy harvest across his face. Back to the hotel, Li Qingchen took out the machine and dialed the number of the original wild dragon one: "let me, from now on, collect the evidence of the night holy moon envoy Kira, and pay attention to hiding myself!"

Hang up the phone. Li Qingchen calls Qi's computer and is ready to make his masterpiece. "When it comes to talking, do you know if the news is broadcast?"

Click Qi web page and enter "Philippine rapist Mackey Aquino". Suddenly, the search results are short.

Click one at will. Li Qingchen's eyes rang and his face was full of joy.

Fruit!

Which guy died? He hit the ground. The cause of death is the same as what I wrote!

"It's really a holy thing!" Li Qingchen laughed, which could make up for the discomfort after killing people.

"Mending mistakes, although I have two books, it's said that the saint of death has never seen a beep!" he rubbed No. Li qingchenba thought, "Oh, let's make mending envoy find time to see a famous saint of death, thiok?"

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Besides the whole investigation team, except L, everyone has great trust in the night holy month, which is less than respect for the night holy month minister and sympathy for the night holy month after the death of the night holy month girlfriend.

Although he joined the investigation team, he also allowed a student to enter the base freely like the members of his investigation team.

As a free man, the night holy month has more opportunities to go home and use it to continue killing people. When it comes, it gives the original wild dragon a chance to collect evidence.

When I was crossing the road, I was knocked down by a man who rushed to the ground. When the man saw that he bumped into someone, he quickly picked up yeshengyue, apologized and asked. After confirming that yeshengyue was all right, he left Qi with an apologetic face.

The man walked across the street and disappeared. After a few minutes, he looked strangely from his pocket. "The task has been completed and the eavesdropper has been successfully placed!"

Answer the phone. The wild dragon smiled and immediately ordered him: "make up for your mistakes! Make up for your mistakes. You call me and find a chance to install, bug and closed-circuit television in the room of the holy moon at night!"

"Make me understand!" the man nodded and hung up immediately.

For all that happened just now, the night holy moon knows nothing, so Si makes up for himself as a passer-by. There is no expectation that someone will put a bug again!

Maybe the saint of death knows him quietly, but as a saint of death, he knows what he will say to the night holy moon. Like what it says, two complements help each other!

As time goes by, the holy moon and l fight openly and secretly, but how can they make up for each other.

Due to Li Qingchen's intervention, the struggle between the two fell into a stalemate, and the Bureau was deadlocked. The whole investigation team made the pressure more and more serious.

As time goes by, the number of criminals who die will increase. The investigation team's staff became more and more depressed as they were urged and asked to make up for the peak and break.

hotel.

"Sir, where's Mr. night holy moon!"

Li Qingchen sat on the sofa again and nodded: "well, let Yu come in!"

Li Qingchen's goblin Saint shrouded the whole hotel. As soon as he stepped into the hotel, he was noticed. In contrast to the holy moon at night, Li Qingchen is more interested in making the death Saint nearby.

Then Li Qingchen's Holy Spirit shrouded in the sky. He felt a faint shadow of death hovering next to the holy moon at night. In fact, it only makes a shadow, but the specific situation is difficult to detect.

"Mr. Li, if you don't stay for many days, you'll be fine!"

With a smile from no fans, the night holy moon sat down and Li Qingchen said to him.

"Yes, I haven't seen you for some time. I think you should be very helpful. Would you like to see me?" Li Qingchen felt no nose and smiled.

"Hehe, how could it be! Mr. Li's kind of people and things can make many people want to see Du and see the place to save again!" was swallowed by Li Qingchen. He said to himself that the holy moon at night could make up his troubles.

"Don't talk nonsense! I've come to see you today. It's said that you are the saint of death! How can I make you see the guy next to you!"

Hearing Li Qingchen's polite words, the night holy moon smiled bitterly, "come on!"

Then he lifted a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Li Qingchen.

Li Qingchen stretched out his hand to take it, and then pointed to the moment when he touched the paper, his sight suddenly appeared a huge shadow with wings on his back, and his limbs were like claws and shaped like dolls.

"Who makes death holy? What makes death holy?"

Li Qingchen flashed a bright bang. When he saw the death Saint thiok, he laughed and greeted him: "your estate, a strange stranger! My name is thiok, making a death saint!"

"Your estate, death Saint thiok! I've always been very strange before. It turns out that death saint is like an elder! Estate, fruit is very domineering!"

Li Qingchen nodded with a smile and praised him sparingly. Although he saw the Deathly Hallows when he was in the movies again, he was far from shocked by the real scene.

Hand over the paper to longyi Yuanye next to you, and let him have a "look". After that, there was no night holy moon and said, "the night holy moon, since you let me die, I will let you see its place!"

With that, he waved and Li Qingchen showed two black cesium notebooks in front of him.