Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

The leader of the strategy analysis team was holding a large stack of documents in his hands with a serious look on his face.

When he looked at Qiu Jue, there was still some evasion in his eyes.

After all, he knew that the person in front of him was the real Ghost King, the kind of person who could destroy this place with just a wave of his hand.

You have to serve this master well.

The team leader cleared his throat and looked at the strange configuration of three people in front of him.

"First question: Qiu Jue, why did you build the Gui Hu?"

Qiu Jue had answered this question in front of Zhan Yuan before, but this time it was a more formal occasion, and the Supernatural Bureau also wanted to know whether Qiu Jue's answer would be the same the second time.

Qiu Jue: "I was bewitched by Zhuang Yue at the time. I don't know what means she used, but I almost lost my mind. Zhan Yuan can prove that the amulet I was wearing was a spell to suppress my bloodlust and keep my mind clear."

Zhan Yuan nodded, indicating that he was right.

Lin Xuan also took out the amulet from his collar and showed it to the team leader.

The team leader nodded, and the stenographer and recorder on the other side were working.

"Second question: Qiujue, did you know Mao Mao in the past? Why do you and your sister have a photo with Mao Mao?"

The photo comes from the weird one between Mao Mao and the man in gray suit, the one taken at the press conference that looks a bit modern.

Qiu Jue scratched his head, trying hard to search in his mind.

Mao Mao helped answer this question: "Brother Qiu, you are a forgetful person. Let me answer it."

Mao Mao first applied for permission to use strange energy, and the team leader agreed. So Mao Mao gestured a few times in the air, and strange energy surged out, and it seemed that Mao Mao's memory began to be played, turning into a video.

At that time, Mao Mao looked quite young and was wearing a black suit, but his temperament showed that he was a salesperson.

In the background is a press conference for an angel investment.

After graduating from university, Mao Mao always wanted to start a business, but unfortunately he had no money, so he came to this angel investment conference with the mentality of giving it a try.

However, he did not have an admission ticket, and his ability was not enough to obtain these things.

In the photo, the khaki file bag he is holding contains his business plan.

At that time, Qiu Jue and Qiu Yuan were just passers-by. When they saw Mao Mao standing outside the angel investment meeting, nodding and bowing to everyone, hoping that someone would be willing to take a look at his plan and invest in his dream.

But no one.

The young boy, sweating profusely, sat down on the ground exhausted, his face filled with sadness, not sure if it was sweat or tears.

Qiu Jue originally didn't want to care.

But he couldn't resist Qiu Yuan's curiosity.

Qiu Yuan was holding Qiu Jue's arm at that time, pointing at the somewhat collapsed Mao Mao, with curiosity on her face: "Brother, what happened to that guy?"

Qiu Jue pressed Qiu Yuan's hand down: "Don't point at people, it's impolite."

Qiu Yuan did as she was told, but her curiosity made her let go of Qiu Jue's arm, walked up to Mao Mao, lowered her head and asked him, "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Mao Mao raised his head, his eyes were soaked with sweat and he was facing the sun, so he couldn't see clearly.

But it seemed that he had finally found an outlet for his emotions, and he wanted to let out all the grievances he had suffered in the past few days.

"I... am a loser." Mao Mao lowered his head again. He just realized that the girl in front of him was wearing a skirt. It was not polite to look up like this: "I want to attract investment, but no one is looking."

"If someone saw it, they would definitely think it was a great idea, but...why wouldn't they take a look? It wouldn't be a waste of time to learn about it."

Mao Mao's mentality is that of a college graduate who still has illusions about society. He feels that he is capable and has some credibility.

Qiu Jue came over and heard these words. He looked at Mao Mao's face again and felt a little funny. He had already realized Mao Mao's situation.

But let's give this young man a little encouragement: "Show me?"

Mao Mao looked up and found that it was a man about his age, but... his temperament was obviously not that of an ordinary person.

Could this kind of person be some rich second generation from some family?

Mao Mao subconsciously ignored the strange clothes that Qiu Jue and Qiu Yuan were wearing that almost wrapped themselves up tightly, and his eyes were full of excitement.

After opening it, Qiu Jue began to read it carefully, and Qiu Yuan also came over to take a look curiously.

This project is actually a mouse that has its own auto-aim function, which can be said to be a must-have for playing games.

The samples were also in Mao Mao's bag, along with a laptop.

He just sat down on the ground outside, turned on the computer and started demonstrating to Qiu Jue.

Hanzo opened a storm and hit all of them with headshots, making the opposing Tanki and Genji scream in pain.

The whole screen was filled with [Hanzo is a cheater! ] [Report Hanzo! ], but Mao Mao had a proud expression that said, "Look, that's awesome!"

Qiu Jue: 6

"Don't worry, these reports won't work!" Mao Mao proudly put his hands on his hips and said, "I've been reported for several years and I haven't been blocked."

Listening to this, Qiu Jue couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

“How much investment do you want?”

Mao Mao raised his head proudly. It was a great feeling to be recognized by others. "Not much. I just want one million. I want publicity and a production line..."

What a weird production line...Qiu Jue was speechless.

If everyone is cheating, it's the same as no one is cheating.

"I can give you 100,000, no more."

Money in the human world is just paper to Qiu Jue, but one cannot give him too much, so that this ambitious and naive college student will not learn bad things.

So, the group photo came out.

However, the question also arises: "Qiu Jue, why did you want to infiltrate the human race at that time, and where did you get the money?"

Qiu Jue looked at Mao Mao with a reproachful look. Damn, why are you speaking so carefully?

Now all the pressure is on Qiu Jue.

"Qiu Yuan is curious about human affairs, so I accompany her out to play. Money... can be earned by selling some antiques."

Everyone was in awe. Is this the hidden rich man?

"The third question," the team leader continued to ask without wasting time, and warned Mao Mao not to answer like a storyteller, so as to save some time.

Mao Mao shrank back silently, and the boy patted Mao Mao on the head.

"Why are the dead residents resurrected?"

"Because... if the death is caused by breaking the rules, all souls will be gathered here, and their bodies will be fixed at the moment before death. It is not difficult to put the soul back and perform a healing spell."

"But if it is eaten by other monsters, then it is not my responsibility."

This point was carefully noted by the recorder. After all, in the past evil dens, or even in the various small evil dens in the Happy Community, there has never been a precedent of someone dying and being resurrected.