"hehe."

Ji Xu looked at the hanging-up call and couldn't help but curl his lips, "The lonely elderly people are prone to irritability."

He drank the coke in his hand, threw it into the trash can, then looked around, and got into a taxi.

“Mandelli Hotel, thank you.”

Anyway, since the Demon City has no place to stay, let’s go there to see if the netizens mentioned by Ji Lian are there.

Besides, it’s almost seven o’clock now, and I’m going to have dinner. After running like this for a day, I’m still a little bit painful when I meet ghosts one after another.

Thinking of this, Ji Xu released his spiritual consciousness and carefully sensed the driver's energy. After confirming that he was a human, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it’s not that I just met someone who was possessed by ghosts.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the hotel, Ji Xu scanned the code to pay, and then walked in with his backpack.

After being introduced into the lobby by the waiter, Ji Xu glanced quietly for a week. Unfortunately, he didn't even have a look on him.

"Is the concentration of the demon city so strong?"

Ji Xu couldn't help but rub his cheek, "I have too high immunity to beauty."

Thinking about it boredly, he was about to walk directly to the restaurant beside him, but suddenly he paused, then turned around and looked towards the door.

Ji Xu's eyebrows were slightly locked, and his majestic spiritual consciousness extended out along the front and instantly spread to the entire street.

The invisible spiritual consciousness is like a gust of breeze, filling up the entire radius of hundreds of meters, without missing any corner.

The voices of people, the sounds of cars, the noise and chaos were like whispers to the ears. At this moment, he seemed to transform into the high Lord, overlooking the world.

"Is it an illusion?" Ji Xu took back his spiritual consciousness, but his frown brows still did not soothe.

Just now, when he wanted to turn around, the light from the corner of his eyes clearly flashed across the door, as if he was secretly observing himself, and as if he was a hunter in the dark waiting for an opportunity to move.

Therefore, Ji Xu released his spiritual consciousness without hesitation. Only this omnipresent ability can find the other party in an instant.

If I read it correctly, there is such a person.

But in fact, nothing was discovered.

Ji Xu rubbed his eyebrows and turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

He knew that his actions were a bit rash.

In the Demon City, where dragons and snakes are mixed with each other, the huge spiritual consciousness must have attracted the attention of some existences. What can be sensed must be true powerhouses with numbers.

He will not forget that the "Nan Zhenshou" who is as famous as Zou Shang is in the Demon City. Moreover, there is a Yushou with a somewhat awkward position here. Although it is easy to be ignored, being able to become a Yushou must be a leading figure like Liang Changming in the realm of blood and smoke.

But when things are done, there is nothing to hesitate to look back.

Because the figure he saw was so familiar.

...

When Ji Xu's figure turned to the corner and disappeared, a figure suddenly walked out of the door.

The south was already much warmer at this time. As May approached, most of them were wearing thin clothes, but he was still dressed in a hooded long-sleeved style, and it was obviously a winter style.

A smooth chin appeared under the hood, and stood in the direction Ji Xu left for a while, then left directly.

At the same time, at the intersection of the street, Dong Huangyi stood there quietly, looking at the figure leaving, frowned slightly.

I wanted to keep up and take a look, but immediately gave up my thoughts and walked towards the hotel.

...

In the capital, a cafe facing the street.

Because it was a weekend, there were a lot of people in the room, and many people were laughing and talking.

Ji Lian was wearing a black coat, a baseball cap on his head, and a mask on his face, dressed in a look of fear of being recognized. He hid on one side of the pillar, covered his body with bonsai decoration, held his cell phone in his hand, and faced the guests at the table not far away.

He naturally attracted the attention of the waiter in the store, but after seeing the identity sign hanging around his neck, he turned into contempt with an inquiry look. No one would have any good impression of a paparazzi who was secretly photographed, especially in the capital.

"Xiao Ji, how are you doing inside?"

A sound that could be suppressed came from the earplugs, and the voice was low and thick, which made Ji Lian's somewhat drowsy eyelids suddenly open.

"Boss, everything is in control." He replied.

"Very good, you can find a way to take intimate photos of the two men sitting opposite Ning Duo and her. I will take a few more photos when they come out."

“oj8k.”

Ji Lian responded casually, adjusted the angle of the phone, and surrounded the men and women not far away.

In fact, he didn't need to take pictures, and he knew that the person sitting in front of Ning Duo who was like a rice dumpling was just Cheng Yuan, his cheap cousin's good friend, a policeman with big eyes and dark face.

He curled his lips and complained a little about the newspaper where he is now working.

With the other party's connections, Cheng Yuanming's identity can naturally be found. The captain of the criminal police brigade of the Beijing Police Station is enough to make him afraid to shoot such gossip in the entertainment industry, so he thought of making himself a fool.

Ning Duo, a little flower in the entertainment industry, is now in a hot mood. Her relationship is suspected to be exposed. She meets her underground boyfriend at night. How exciting it is.

Unfortunately, because of the Ning family's status in the entertainment industry, no matter which reporter is, he dares to touch the tiger's beard. Therefore, this matter can only be handed over to Ji Lian, an intern reporter who is said to have "some background" and "very familiar with Ning Duo".

Ji Lian said in his mind that MMP, but found the right angle to the phone in his hand, and then prepared to take Cheng Yuan and Ning Duo into it in a while.

The reason why you don’t use a convenient camera but use a mobile phone is naturally considered by yourself. The pixels of mobile phone photos are limited, especially at night. Of course, the more hazy and blurry the photos you process, the better.

Not at any time the quality requirements for photos are all in high definition.

"Okay, are you going to kiss me?" Ji Lian looked at his phone intently. Cheng Yuan seemed to have said something on the screen. Ning Duo seemed to be laughing. Then Ning Duo quickly took off his mask and pecked Cheng Yuan's cheek.

Then, Ji Lian looked at the moment he took a picture with satisfaction, and couldn't help but sigh that he was indeed "hawkeye". His hand speed and judgment of the timing were sir, and he was a bunker.

"Wait." Ji Lian's eyes narrowed, and there seemed to be something wrong in the photo?

He stroked his fingers and enlarged the photo.

When Ning Duo kissed Cheng Yuan's cheek, a hint of undetectable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It is like the cruelty and excitement that the carnivore will chew after hunting, or it is like a kind of temporary respite and pride after success.

But when Ji Lian looked up, the man not far away was as honest and stupid as usual, at least that's what he thought.

But the freeze in the photos will not lie.

Looking at the two people who were no different from other couples, they laughed with some unconcealed little happiness, and were also hiding and hiding, afraid that they would be seen and recognized, and completely integrated into the warm harmony in the store.

Ji Lian narrowed his eyes, his eyes deep, and it seemed as if ink and water gathered inside.
Chapter completed!