local demon bureau

"Bang bang bang——" Xie Ya felt his heartbeat was too loud, and even suspected that Feng Shiyun had heard it.

He tried his best to hold his breath and suppress his frantic heartbeat. The extreme tension made his pupils dilate continuously, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, dripping with sweat, and his clothes were drenched.

Through the narrow light source, accompanied by the sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the floor, a pair of white feet came into view, and he heard a short laughter from the woman's mouth. At this moment, the voice was somewhat distorted, as if it was far away in the sky, and it seemed to be close at the same time. very close.

Xie Ya's brain is a little lack of oxygen, and his mind is numb.

"Let me see who the fat sheep is." Feng Shiyun squatted down slowly, and reached out to lift the bed sheet hanging down on the side of the bed.

"Bang!" With the sound of glass shattering, a black shadow rushed out.

"Who?!" Feng Shiyun's eyes were fixed, she dropped the sheet in her hand and quickly chased after her.

Hearing the commotion outside, Xie Ya immediately crawled out from under the bed, ignoring the dust all over his body, he picked up the wooden box from under the dresser and was about to run downstairs.

Suddenly, his waist tightened, as if he was entangled by something. Xie Ya thought Feng Shiyun had returned, and his heart skipped a beat. Before he could react, a huge force pushed him out of the window. Pulled out.

Xie Ya tightly hugged the wooden box in his hand, the leaves fell off his face.

"You... are you all right?"

How could he hear the voice of ink?

Xie Ya opened his eyes abruptly, and it turned out to be Shui Mo. He suddenly realized that the sound of glass shattering just now should be Shui Mo's trick to save him.

"Sister Tong was the one who distracted Feng Shiyun just now?"

Shui Mo shook his head and said: "It's Ma Suo, he runs very fast, Feng Shiyun can't catch up with him."

Feng Shiyun may soon realize that something is wrong and rush back. Anyway, this place is not safe, and they have to leave quickly.

Looking down, such a tall tree, I don't know how the small body of Shui Mo climbed up.

"We have to leave quickly, it's not safe here." As soon as Xie Ya's words fell, Shui Mo nodded to him in agreement, and suddenly the familiar feeling on his waist came again, before he had time to clearly see the clothes wrapped around his waist. What is it, I heard Shui Mo whispering to him: "Don't be afraid, I will take you back."

Then in the next second, Xie Ya's whole body flew into the air, and ink and ink actually took him into flight. To be precise, it wasn't flying, but swinging.Borrowing the surrounding green trees, it is flexible like a monkey in the forest.

After both feet landed, Xie Ya still felt a little unreal, his legs were a little soft, so that he only saw an afterimage retracting from his waist.

What it is?

What is the original form of ink painting?

"Let's go, let's go." Shui Mo seemed unable to stand the sun outside, pulled the hoodie from the back of his neck to his head, curled up in the large sweater, his skin was white and glowing, and he walked out with his head down, Seems to be very frightening.

Xie Ya followed him out of the alley, took the bus back to the Demon Management Bureau.

"This is brought back from Feng Shiyun's house, her mother seems to be very afraid of this." Xie Ya put the wooden box on the table.

Ma Su was still outside, and there were only Xie Ya, Shui Mo, and Mei Shutong in the Monster Management Bureau.

Mei Shutong raised her hand to cover her nose, her brows were tightly frowned, "It smells so strong of blood."

Ink's fair face wrinkled into a ball, "It stinks."

"Go aside, I want to see what's inside." Mei Shutong waved Xie Ya back, reaching out to open the wooden box.

Xie Ya, as the only vulnerable human being in the Demon Control Bureau, stood aside with self-knowledge, so that he didn't see what was in the wooden box immediately.

The eyes of Mei Shutong and Shui Mo turned cold at the same time, staring at the opened wooden box, they didn't speak for a while.

"What's wrong? What's inside?" Xie Ya asked strangely.

Shui Mo covered his mouth with his cuff and didn't speak. After a long silence, Mei Shutong stared at him and said, "It's a complete human skin."

Xie Ya opened his mouth slightly, before he could digest the shock in his heart, he heard Mei Shutong say again: "It should be Zhan Xinlin's."

The air instantly became sticky and heavy, the sound of cicadas outside the window suddenly approached, and Xie Ya stood there with a dull expression.

After a long silence, he grabbed his thermos, poured a cup of warm water from it and drank it.

But it had little effect, and the chill from the bottom of my heart to my fingertips couldn't be dispelled no matter what.

"She... Why did Feng Shiyun do this?" Xie Ya's throat was dry, and he cleared his throat with two coughs, "Zhan Xinlin and her have no grievances, why did she kill Zhan Xinlin? And deliberately use such a cruel way, Even peeled off her skin and put it in..."

Xie Ya's words froze, he remembered that the wooden box was placed under the dressing table, at that time he was still thinking in his heart that it was not a stepping stone, why did he put the wooden box there.

Thinking about it now, Feng Shiyun probably really put it there on purpose as a stepping stone.

He shivered, the blood flowed backwards all over his body, and his hands and feet were cold.

What kind of deep hatred is worthy of Feng Shiyun treating Zhan Xinlin like this?

He couldn't think of an answer anyway.

"We must act as soon as possible, Feng Shiyun will soon find out that this wooden box is gone." Mei Shutong's eyes darkened.

"Just tonight. I'll ask her out. I promised her to introduce my partner to her." Xie Ya suppressed the anger in his heart, and said as rationally as possible.

Mei Shutong took a deep look at him, "Okay, we will definitely protect you."

Shui Mo also nodded thoughtfully, "Yeah, I'm amazing."

Xie Ya couldn't help laughing, "Well, I trust you."

Mei Shutong contacted Zhong Ju to arrange the action for tonight. As soon as their side succeeded, the police would immediately rush into the prostitution den that Wei Qian mentioned and take them all together.

Xie Ya sat in Mei Shutong's passenger seat and sent a message to Feng Shiyun. He didn't dare to make a phone call, fearing that he couldn't help showing his emotions.

Feng Shiyun replied quickly, and agreed without any hesitation.

"Huh—" Xie Ya let out a long breath and rubbed his face.

After letting go for a while, Xie Ya casually found a topic to chat with Mei Shutong to divert his attention, "Sister Tong, I heard that in the original form of a demon, only a partner can ride it, right?"

"Huh?" Mei Shutong paused, and suddenly laughed out loud, "What age is this old-fashioned, there was such a saying a long time ago, but with the development of the times, the social atmosphere has been open, and it has long been out of fashion. This kind of saying, now it means that the relationship between husband and wife is good, and they usually hand in their salary cards.”

Xie Ya: "..."

"It turns out that you demons are also so materialistic."

"It's not materialistic. It's hard to move without money. Now there are so many single monsters because of the heavy financial burden. Who wants to get married if they can't afford cars and houses? It's better to be a monster by yourself. Those who don't want to make progress The monsters have gone to work in the zoo in their original form, and they will degenerate back to ordinary animals over time."

The most annoying thing for Mei Shutong is to solve the problem of finding a job for fresh graduates every year. Every year, there will be some youngsters who are squatting at home, or because of too much psychological pressure to find a job, they have collapsed to the point where they cannot maintain their human form.

"It's hard to be a monster. You humans work too hard. There was a kid who went for an internship before. He was scared by the normal work of the seniors in the company and didn't dare to go to work. It was my mother who I went to give him psychological counseling."

When Xie Ya heard this from Mei Shutong, he felt very cordial. In the past, staying up late and working overtime was indeed the norm in life. Although it hasn't been long, it seems like it happened in a previous life.

"Sister Tong, do you still do psychological counseling?"

"No, I just threw him back to work and threatened that if he dared to resign, he would be eaten." Mei Shutong saw the green light ahead, and stepped on the accelerator.

Xie Ya was jolted, and his mind followed suit, "Is he alright?"

"Very good, now I have fully adapted to the rhythm of human life, and I have learned to go drinking and socializing with my seniors after work." Mei Shutong raised her chin proudly, "These little brats live too comfortably and do not take care of themselves. When we cultivated human form from animals, we had to go through ninety-nine and 81 thunderstorms, so it's not like they were born as demons, and they naturally turned into human form when they grew up."

Xie Yaxin said, could this be the second generation of demons in the legend?

Pushing open the door and seeing Ji Lingqu, Xie Ya suddenly remembered what he was going out for.

He touched the back of his head apologetically, "Sorry, it may take a few days before I can make dessert for you."

Ji Lingqu lowered his eyebrows, stepped forward and sniffed him, "You're going to a dangerous place again."

Are cats' noses so sensitive?

Xie Ya's expression froze, and he explained: "I have reported it to my colleagues from the Demon Control Bureau, and I didn't commit the danger quietly and alone."

He was about to tell Ji Lingqu the whole story. A cool motorcycle was parked out of place in the yard. The pure black body was dotted with a little silver. It was simple, clean and sharp like a sword chiseled from ice.

If Xie Ya remembers correctly, this motorcycle is not much cheaper than that sports car, and it is also a limited edition worldwide.

Riding in a small city like theirs, even if there are not many people who know it, it will definitely attract thieves, because it is very valuable at first glance.

Low-key luxury, every line reveals fineness.

Probably noticing Xie Ya's gaze, Ji Lingqu turned his head to look at the motorcycle, and said flatly, "Didn't you say that cars take up too much space? Motorcycles should be fine, right?"

Xie Ya swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suppressed the impulse in his heart, and said, "This car is not cheap, it's easy for thieves to worry about it."

Ji Lingqu heard the words and said indifferently: "It's not much money, I can get it back for you immediately if it is stolen."

This rich and powerful appearance is simply a model of forcing a king.

"It's convenient for you to commute to and from get off work. Don't always take other people's cars, and don't ride other monsters." Ji Lingqu frowned slightly when he mentioned this matter, obviously he was very concerned.

"I asked Sister Tong, and she said that times have changed, and this kind of saying has long been out of fashion. Brother Ma is a demon of the new era, and he may not have heard of this tradition at all. I guess he is only interested in money. The two of us are ordinary colleagues, and he kindly sent me back, so don't worry about it." After Xie Ya explained, Ji Lingqu's complexion didn't improve, but instead he flung his sleeves and entered the room in a bit of embarrassment.

Xie Ya thought to himself that it's a good thing I didn't tell him. Sister Tong said that only old-fashioned people think so.

He hurried to catch up and talked to Ji Lingqu about the business, and when he talked about the business, Ji Lingqu was no longer ashamed, and his expression became solemn.

"I will try my best to cooperate with you tonight." Ji Lingqu stared at Xie Ya, his eyes moved slightly, he raised his hand to press down his curly hair, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you."