The business car that was moving smoothly on the expressway, with two girls who fell asleep after being tired of playing, and also with Mu Qian holding a book in the side seat.

"Xiao Qian loves studying very much." Zhu's mother sighed, "My Zhu Su, apart from playing games, is about to worry about my father and I."

Mu Qian lifted the book in his hand and chuckled, "I am also addicted to the virtual world all day long."

Zhu's mother said that she couldn't answer this...

Mu Qian couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Zhu Su was happy all day long, with satisfaction and laziness in his eyes, but his family members... Zhu's mother kept talking about her son's shortcomings, and her sister Zhu Xiu also kept facing each other with her brother...

Why? Zhu Su still feels happy? On the premise of being sure that he is not shaking ‘m’.

Although the ‘Human Investigation Report’ was stuck on the subject of love, it did not prevent him from conducting other research at the same time.

The family has that kind of bond.

Is it because of blood relationship? Mu Qian lowered his head and thought, his eyes slowly swimming on comic books. It is not a problem to use one mind and two things.

Outside, the sun has set in the west, but there is still some time for summer night to come, so they can return home before dark.

Strange human.

Mu Qian smiled lightly and decided to observe slowly. He had time. His phone rang and Zhu Su sent a message:

‘Come back quickly, there are so many customers in this snack bar! I can’t stand it anymore! That beautiful girl hasn’t come back yet when she went out in the afternoon. She just saw her passing by with a hat across the street! She didn’t say she would come back to help!’

This is full of complaints...

"Auntie, take Xiaoling and me directly to your house. Zhu Su helps me at the place where I work. It seems that I can't get busy, so I'll go and serve him."

"Don't worry about him, let him lose weight!" Zhu's mother smiled and scolded, "This guy doesn't do any housework at home, but he's diligent outside!"

"Yes," Mu Qian smiled and didn't know how to answer.

He has not fully mastered the way of speaking and speaking skills of the aunt and the aunt, and he feels that this is a communication skill that requires the support of human social experience to be proficient in using.

Wearing a hat?

Mu Qian imagined Song Shijing's image at this time...

Didn't she know that the best disguise was actually natural?

I don't have time to care about her.

Looking down at the comics, this collection of single-language books that originally made him feel that this trip was worthwhile, but for some reason, now it feels a little bored.

...

“Ha…yawn.”

Chen Shaoyong yawned a long and long yawn. Don’t ask him why he was covered in tears, don’t ask him why he looked haggard and sleepy.

I made an appointment with Song Shijing to meet in a park at 5:30. Song Shijing was actually more than half an hour late, which made the uncle, whose sleep quality was worrying recently, feel sleepy...

Sitting on the bench in the park, crossing his legs, muttering boredly, why didn't Xiao Song appear yet?

He was bored and drowsy for more than ten minutes. Just as he was drowsy, he sat there while nodding his head... nothing happened.

He fell asleep and fell asleep.

The girl with a baseball cap turned around the corner of the park's grove and walked straight to the bench... "Mr. Chen, I'm here."

This meticulous and a little nervous voice that seemed very serious made Chen Shaoyong shudder.

Chen Shaoyong opened his eyes in a daze, "Who are you? Oh, Xiao Song..." He asked a little amused and crying: "Are you really not hot? Why did you wear another hat?"

"The necessary disguise is an effective means to protect oneself, and this is our compulsory course."

Song Shijing put down the backpack on her shoulder and held it in her hands. There seemed to be many heavy objects inside. She pinched her shoulder and took a breath.

Chen Shaoyong actually said something similar to Mu Qian's cognitive words popped up in his mouth... "In fact, the best disguise is to naturally integrate into the surrounding environment, so that people don't pay too much attention to you, that is a kind of temperament."

It seems that if you can draw such a conclusion by reading more comics from Zhongqi.

Noting that Song Shijing's windbreaker was a little dirt and a little muddy, Uncle Chen muttered in wonder: "What have you been doing? Climbing the wall?"

"No," Song Shijing looked at the sky indifferently.

She would never! She climbed herself up to the third floor of the hotel from outside, pried open the window and entered her original room, and after rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, she lie down from the third floor with this package on her back... Tell anyone!

The location she chose to climb was very hidden, and the time she chose was just right, and she was not discovered by the passing people.

"I just prepared some combat equipment. Please give me instructions on how to act next."

Chen Shaoyong: "Well, first of all, you need to find out the other party's background and don't disturb them, otherwise there will be danger. We will divide the troops into two groups and keep in touch with each other."

Song Shijing nodded solemnly, feeling that although this uncle was a bit awkward to eat and drink, he was indeed a professional criminal investigator.

She said: "Do I need to report this to my superiors? If necessary, I want them to send people."

"Well, it's best to find some powerful masters, the kind that can fly and escape from the sky! This is very important!" Chen Shaoyong nodded solemnly, "No need to delay, we will act separately now, and the online activities will begin soon. If you miss it, you won't get that rare badge... Well, cough! Remember, if you find a suspicious person, try to avoid it and contact me in time."

"Don't worry, I will not be without seriousness!"

This even used respect... Song Shijing's eyes were full of respect.

He is worthy of being a professional criminal investigator and is so organized in his work.

When she was a child, she always had a dream of becoming a public servant of the people. Of course, this dream later became a demon-removing master with outstanding potential because of her spiritual power.

Generally, juniors with poor strength will use "good potential" to encourage them, which is an international practice.

If she didn't become a demon-killer, she felt that she should be able to become a capable female policeman, wandering around the streets with a gun for nothing, and she could still get the praise from others.

"Come on, beautiful girl!"

Uncle Chen, who was walking away, turned his head and shouted, disturbing the few white pigeons who were taking a leisurely walk.

Then, he trotted to the exit of the park.

Song Shijing stood there with a bag, with a fallen leaf floating by behind her back. She breathed a sigh of relief, and her waist, which had been straightened, relaxed slightly. She was always afraid of making a fool of herself in front of others.

I sent a message to Sister Yu and briefly reported the matter here. If the uncle just said no, he should be afraid, the uncle could solve those guys who have regained their souls... she didn't want to go to Sister Yu to scold him again.

The text message did not reply immediately.

Put my phone back in my pocket, put my backpack on my backpack, and headed towards the other exit of the park in the dim sunset.

Where should I find someone? You can't ask around, right?

‘Uncle, have you ever seen strange strangers in the town today?’

The other party will definitely point fingers at him?

That guy Xiao Qian is here... No, he is an ordinary person and cannot be involved in such unusual things. Humph, I don’t know what that guy is doing now. He said he was taking leave to take his sister out for fun. He is such a leisurely little citizen, protected by his sister!

Well... his sister is so cute.

"Is Xiao Song?"

A chuckle came from the side. Song Shijing was stunned. She was very unfamiliar with the voice, but the other party's name should be a name that only an acquaintance can have.

Unless it was just heard from Uncle Chen.

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came. It was the woods next to the aisle. Somehow, the bushes had no dim sunlight, only darkness.

Within a few dozen meters around, the light was slightly distorted, becoming dim and a little gloomy.

"Who?" She pulled down her sunglasses slightly.

A figure who could barely tell the shape came out of the darkness, and it seemed that a sneer could be heard. The figure raised his hand at her, and Song Shijing saw a silver-white pistol...

Bang!

A gunshot echoed in the park very simply.

Chen Shao, who had just run across the road, stopped bravely, but when he turned around, a man with headsets and dreadlocks was gently shaking his body to the drum beats on more than a dozen zebra crossings across the sidewalk.

A few women's screams came from the park, accompanied by dog ​​barking and wolf howling...

The young man with a dreadlocked black skin across the street showed his white teeth to Chen Shaoyong... and then gave him a downward middle finger.
Chapter completed!