How to fall in love with the demon king at first sight

Eleven in the morning.

Lu Miao came out of the police station.

After fighting with the police for more than an hour, the police brothers didn't believe him at all, and even got him a city map, pointing out that the distance from his home to Tang Xiu's home would take two and a half hours by car at the fastest.

At six o'clock this morning, Tang Xiu's neighbors saw him appearing at the breakfast shop downstairs, and according to what Lu Miao said, Tang Xiu left around four o'clock in the morning, so it was impossible for him to rush back before six o'clock.

So everything was a false report by Lu Miao. They even thought that Lu Miao had read too many novels and had a wild imagination.

"What the hell, that person is obviously thinking wildly, what are you talking about vampires to me!"

He kicked the stone at the entrance of the police station. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Tang Xiu coming out of the police station—he was called in for questioning.

He didn't intend to talk to him at first, but he really couldn't swallow this breath.

This person appeared in his room in the early morning and told him some nonsense, but he denied it when he arrived at the police station, and laughed at him in the police station, saying that he had a great brain and was especially suitable for writing novels. Naked sarcasm.

Lu Miao thought of something, stopped, turned around, and walked towards him.

"Mr. Tang?"

He stopped.

"Sorry, I was wrong in the police just now. I shouldn't make a big deal about it. It should be a secret. As soon as I came out, I found that I had a severe headache. Mr. Tang was right. How did Mr. Tang Know that I was bitten by a vampire?"

Tang Xiu glanced at it calmly.

Lu Miao was a little nervous until Tang Xiu said, "You saw the wound when you interviewed me."

YES!He was excited in his heart, but worried on the surface: "Can you see the wound?"

"Hmm. Vampire wounds are easy to spot."

"How to identify?"

"Bite once and the hole will be bright red, but it will turn dark red three times. Yours is exactly dark red."

"Meaning I've been bitten several times, right?"

"Ah."

"But don't vampires bite people to death, or transform them into vampires?"

Tang Xiu looked far away, "Vampires are different from before. Now they don't suck up a person's blood at once, but in batches. Transformation also depends on the specific person, not everyone can be transformed. "

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Tang. I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

Lu Miao turned around and took a few steps, showing a wretched smile, stood at the gate of the police station and took out the phone with the recording button turned on from her bag.

I really admired myself as a reporter, Lu Miao was a little excited, and turned her head to peek at Tang Xiu's movements.

Who knew he just smiled, put his hands in his pockets and left.

Well, you can be proud.

Lu Miao walked into the automatic door, took out the earphones, put them on, and pressed play.

Here's the evidence that the man was clearly delusional.

But Lu Miao stopped in his tracks. He clearly recorded almost 2 minutes of audio, but when it was played back, there was nothing.

He played it back a few more times, still nothing.

--what happened? !

The hard-won evidence is gone.

It was in vain for him to get close to him.

Lu Miao tapped her phone in frustration, then walked out with her head bowed.

It was already depressing enough to be considered a false alarm by the police, but the phone was always useless at critical moments and abruptly pulled his emotions to the lowest point.

When he went to work in the afternoon, he lay prone on the table until the editor-in-chief stared at him when he came over, scaring him to sit up immediately.

Lu Miao spread out yesterday's notebook, intending to write a manuscript, but when he saw Tang Xiu, he just wanted to replace him with the word "crazy".

He took a deep breath and turned his head to look outside. Looking at it, his eyes involuntarily moved from the trees in the window to the face behind the window, which was Jiang Dongze, the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper.

He is proofreading with his head down.

When he came to City A with big bags and small bags, Yu Guang got him an interview opportunity with this company.

However, he later found out that the newspaper was located in a remote location and had little money, so he intended to refuse. In order to live up to the reputation, he came to meet him symbolically.

Who knew that the first interviewer was Jiang Dongze.

It was still in July, and he was sitting in the reception room, being blown by the cool air from the air conditioner. Since he didn't intend to come, he wasn't nervous, and looked at him casually.This publishing house is small, crowded and messy. Even the interview area is full of books and various back issues. The environment is really bad.

When his eyes slipped to the door, Jiang Dongze just came in. He was wearing a black T-shirt and black pants, his short hair was very neat, his skin was fair, and his eyebrows were handsome. It was the first time he saw a delicate face with unparalleled heroism, like a schoolmaster and like a soldier.

He pulled a chair and sat down, "Lu Miao, right?"

He immediately straightened his body and raised his legs, "Yes."

When Jiang Dongze raised his head, he suddenly stared at him for a long time, staring at Lu Miao until his face burned.

Maybe it was a little excited, but his brain was spinning very fast. Lu Miao miraculously performed exceptionally well in that interview. Even he himself didn't believe it. He received the admission notice the next day.He was the one who made the accepted call, his voice was deep and magnetic, and he accepted it with a blank mind.

Thinking about it now, Lu Miao covered his face - he was ashamed to say that the news was ideal, he was completely bewitched by beauty.

In a daze, the WeChat on the computer suddenly rang.

He clicked on it and saw that it was Jiang Dongze. His WeChat nickname was Dong, and his profile picture was that of a strange monster in an ancient painting.

Lu Miao couldn't help but glanced back at him immediately, while he focused on the screen.

"You went to the police station this morning?"

"Ah."

He has been here for two months, and he has almost never talked to him. Today, he asked the editor-in-chief for a whole morning's leave, and he actually knew.

Lu Miao's heart was pounding, and her fingers were bouncing fast on the keyboard.

"Something happened?"

"It's nothing, someone sneaked into my house last night, and I called the police."

"Aren't you hurt?"

"No."

Lu Miao really didn't expect him to care about her, so she couldn't help but say more: "It's a psychopath, that's the person I interviewed yesterday. Tell me some vampire is sucking my blood, and then he is some kind of ancient god to save me .As a result, I didn’t say anything when I arrived at the police station, and I was so mad.”

Jiang Dongze paused for a while, "What's his name?"

"Tang Xiu."

Jiang Dongze paused again for more than ten seconds, and Lu Miao stole a glance at him.

"Call me if you need anything, and I'll help you," he replied.

I will help you.

Lu Miao took a sip of water.

He was not an innocent little girl, but he still couldn't help his heart beating wildly.

what a shame.

Jiang Dongze's few words swept away the dark clouds before him.

Lu Miao happily returned home with the vegetables, only to realize that the house was still a mess because of rushing to the police station.

But he was in a good mood, so he didn't care too much, and tidied up slowly.

When I was making my bed, I suddenly found that the book I put on the bed before going to bed was gone.

"No way." He quickly turned around, looking left and right, but couldn't find it.

"That's Grandma Zeng's inheritance!"

As he muttered, he opened the quilt and mattress and checked again. He even removed the boards, looked under the bed, and moved the cabinet, but he couldn't find any shadows.

Where to go?

It is impossible to leave this bedroom.

And he made sure he put it on the bedside before going to bed.

I searched for another hour, even the irrelevant corner of the wardrobe table, but I still couldn't find it.

The police will not take them away, because they are walking together, the only possibility is——

Because he still saved his number during the interview, he immediately sent a text message angrily: "Mr. Tang, please return my book to me!"

There was a quick reply: "No."

Lu Miao was furious: "I've never seen such a brazen person like you!"

Tang Xiu: "Thank you for your praise."

Lu Miao:! ! !

Fingers are shaking.

Lu Miao: "Do you believe me to call the police?"

Tang Xiu: "^_^"

Lu Miaomiao walked back and forth in the room, and for the first time really felt what it meant to be so angry that it exploded.

Who is this? !Neuropathy!abnormal!asshole!Son of a bitch!

He used all the bad words he could think of, and originally wanted to call 110 immediately to accuse him of stealing.But he thought again, if the police didn't believe that Tang Xiu ran into his house last night, they certainly wouldn't believe that he took his things, and even a book, they wouldn't even call the police.

He thought about it, and remembered that the police had asked Tang Xiu for his address when he was taking notes, and they had pointed him out specifically - No. 2202, Building A, Qingpu Community, the top floor of a villa complex.

Only then did his resentment ease.

Go directly to his house tomorrow to ask for it, if it doesn't work, grab it, an eye for an eye!

He thought about it again, and felt that more people were needed to come to the door, and it was best to teach him a lesson and show his anger.

Yu Guang was still out of town, and the far water could not save the near fire. He remembered that Jiang Dongze said "I will help you" today, so he sent a WeChat message: "Brother Jiang, I wonder if I can ask you for help?"

After posting, he suddenly calmed down, his face became hot, and he suddenly realized that, in fact, they have a normal relationship, and he might just be polite.

"can."

There was a quick reply over there, and they didn't ask what was the matter.

Lu Miao's heart beat faster, thumping.

Stare at those two words for at least 1 minute.

He belatedly began to explain: "I have a book that was taken away by that psychopath, and I want to get it back. But I am afraid that something will happen, so I have someone to take care of it."

Afraid that he thought he was making a fuss out of a molehill, he added: "That book was left by my great-grandmother, it can be regarded as an ancestral inheritance."

"when to go?"

"Go straight after get off work tomorrow."

"it is good."

Lu Miaomiao stared at the good word for another minute.

Jiang Ge people are too good.

He looked calm and indifferent, completely unexpected that he was such a nice person.

The matter of the book being stolen was swept away in a flash, and I only felt that there was a real person whose appearance was directly proportional to his heart.