Unlucky black cat

Hey, Jiang Sheng, you made a lot of mistakes in the English test paper for Unit 2.

Inside Zhuang Yuan's rental house.

Yang Momo was sitting at a square table, examining the two papers in his hand.

You have to go back to school tomorrow.

In order to manage her daily identity, she came over in the afternoon and invited Jiang Sheng and Zhuang Yuan to jointly hold a study meeting.

But although it was said to be studying, in fact, these three people were just making up for their homework.

Ah, is there any?

The black cat changed back to its original form just after writing the test paper, and now he was lying on the table eating cookies.

have.

Glancing helplessly at the carefree Jiang Sheng, Yang Momo returned the cat's paper.

I asked you, can you be a little more serious? If you take the exam like this, you won't get good grades.

I am a cat.

Jiang Sheng, who had a mouth full of cookie crumbs, shook his beard.

Maomata doesn't want to go to college, so why do you need grades?

Then don't interfere with Xiao Yuan and I's study!

Yang Momo, who was furious, used his fingers to ravage the black cat's ears and cheeks, causing Jiang Sheng to show his fangs.

Am I influencing you? I'm just sitting around eating cookies. It's obviously you who are influencing me.

Eat biscuits, eat biscuits, can you eat biscuits with that mouth of yours? They are leaking everywhere.

Hey, let's talk. Don't attack me based on your physical flaws.

I'll focus on the flaws, how about you?

Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow!

You scold me?

I didn't scold you.

You're just scolding me!

Why did I scold you, meow wow wow.

You're still scolding!

On the table, Yang Mo grabbed the black cat by the back of the neck.

The black cat, on the other hand, tilted its head and chirped, not knowing what it was saying.

Seeing the two people scolding each other, Zhuang Yuan smiled secretly.

Thinking about it carefully, she seemed to have some luck in her misfortune.

At least she didn't really cause death, at least she didn't really end up living on the street.

At least she didn't really become some kind of harmful evil spirit driven by various hardships.

At least, she still has a completely different path to choose.

Yes, in this afternoon with blue sky and sunshine, white clouds and breeze, notes and erasers, and sweet orange juice and cookies.

Zhuang Yuan finally took a step towards the direction away from disaster.

Someone reached out and grabbed her.

From a place that is also not very bright.

‘Speaking of which, after I graduate, can I stay and work in the Census Bureau? ’

As if something suddenly occurred to him, Zhuang Yuan asked a question with the notebook in his hand.

This was probably the first time she imagined the future after her mother's death.

of course.

Yang Momo saw this question, smiled and patted Zhuang Yuan on the shoulder.

Don't say you have graduated. After this matter is over, you will become an official psychic. There will be a staff, liaisons, bosses, subordinates and salary. As for me, as your senior and teacher . will also be responsible and provide you with various specific guidance.”

‘Then may I ask, what are the jobs of psychics in general? ’

Zhuang Yuan lowered his head unconsciously, and then asked slowly in words.

Harm, that's not easy.

Yang Momo finally let go of Jiang Sheng's neck, then put his hands on his hips and said, It's nothing more than subduing demons, maintaining public order, and helping others.

‘Assisting others? ’

There was some fluctuation in Zhuang Yuan's eyes.

That's right. Yang Momo clenched one of his palms.

Use these unfortunate abilities within us.

Yeah.

In the future, can I use my misfortune to help others get rid of their suffering?

Zhuang Yuan thought, and her heart gradually felt soft.

In that case, if it can be done to that extent.

Will I be able to let go?

I just wait until I get my revenge so that others don’t have to walk the same path I did.

…

Team leader, the disaster on Zhuang Yuan has been loosened.

Opposite the apartment building.

A psychic who was monitoring the situation put down the telescope and reported to the walkie-talkie at the collar.

Oh, it seems Jiang Sheng's plan is going well. Bai Guanji's voice came from the other side of the intercom.

Yes, judging from the current situation, as long as the bad luck relaxes a few more times, we can try to get rid of the misfortune.

The psychic who was on field duty casually expressed his judgment, and then stuffed a piece of bread into his empty mouth.

Well, after so many days, I finally have some good news.

Bai Guanji's voice sighed with emotion, rarely becoming softer.

But team leader, I'm still a little worried about the weird collaboration.

Quickly swallowing the food, the psychic continued to speak to the walkie-talkie.

Bai Guanji also strongly agrees with this.

Indeed, after all, we still haven't been able to confirm whether they are connected to the recent two strange cases.

And this morning, I found some unusual psychic reactions near Zhuang Yuan's house.

The psychic said, opening the water bottle next to him and taking a sip of water.

Oh, what exactly is it like? Bai Guanji asked seriously.

After thinking about it for a moment, the psychic analyzed it with certainty.

That kind of fluctuation does not belong to the supernatural, nor does it belong to any of our people.

Really? Bai Guanji pondered for a while.

It seems that the other party has a prop that hides his whereabouts and aura. Where did you find the reaction? I will go and see for myself.

No. 136 Xiahe Street, next to the second trash can behind the grocery store.

Why are you digging through other people's trash cans?

No, team leader, I'm going to take out the trash.

In this case, I understand. You continue to guard the mission goal. It is best not to show up unless there is an accident.

I see.

Um.

…

Bai Guanji turned off the compact walkie-talkie and looked up at the sky.

At this time, he was on his way to buy groceries. Today's dinner for the three children would also be delivered to Zhuang Yuan's home by him.

Just in time to drop by for a checkup.

Speaking of which, when I was busy with work in the past, Xiaojie seemed to cook for me.

hehe.

Bai Guanji thought and smiled to himself.

I shouldn't have adopted a child.

With Mrs. Qi in my hand, I should die alone.