Tang Jinglian has been having a bad time these days.

Very bad.

was locked at home by his father, saying that he was recuperating, but in fact he was under house arrest.

Why didn't anyone believe in themselves? I now dreamed every night that at that desolate crossroads, a huge monster pounced on the crowd, and in an instant, blood splattered down. Just when I felt that I was going to die, the vulgar episode I usually hated the most-the hero saving the beauty appeared.

Blood fascinated her eyes, but in a trance she could see a figure, fluttering with the monster, no fancy rules, just punching and punching. But Tang Jinglian was just an ordinary person after all, and when Yuan Xiao was fighting with the "Scarlet Red Armor", he had already fainted, and he only had a vague impression of Yuan Xiao, the life-saving benefactor.

His father is also a parent official in this city, and when he knew that he was injured, he immediately called the General Bureau to start looking for the murderer, but after a few days, his father never mentioned this matter again, and it was like a different person, gloomy and terrible. Until yesterday, my father said to himself in a hoarse voice: You are not allowed to go out from today, and you should not mention this matter again. Although Tang Jinglian was puzzled, the shadow of that night was too profound, so she nodded obediently.

Tang Zheng is the mayor of this city and Tang Jinglian's father. His depression in the past few days is no less than Tang Jinglian. At the beginning, when he knew that his daughter was involved in a large-scale homicide and was in the hospital, he was red-eyed when he was old. Usually, I can't wait to make the flies protected by Tang Jinglian unable to fly within a radius of five meters, and I am actually involved in a homicide case?

Just after urging the General Administration to investigate the case, a few days later, he received a phone call with an unknown number, claiming to be from the state security department on the other end of the phone. At first, I thought it was a liar, but I listened to the detailed description of the case on the other end of the phone, and used some internal means to prove it, and tactfully warned Tang Zheng that this matter could end here. Tang Zheng no longer doubted the identity of the other side of the phone, but turned into deep fear. There is a saying in police circles that if a case is taken over by the people's police, most of them will mediate; if the criminal police take over, most of them will go in; and if the national security takes over, don't care anymore...... But Tang Zheng has been in the political circles for decades, and after a short silence, he said calmly: "The case involves my daughter, and I hope to get an answer, whether it is as a father or as a mayor, I do not accept this result." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and there was a sigh, it sounded like an older man, I don't know if it was because of Tang Zheng's sentence "as a father" and was touched, and he was silent for a while and told Tang Zheng that if you really want to intervene, go to the substation to find a criminal policeman named Song Ming, he will tell you what you want to know, and hang up. Tang Zheng also calmed down, and it didn't take a few minutes to think about his next move. He said hello to President Luo of Fuji University, and said that Jinglian was really frightened and wanted to take a few more days off. Then on the third day, he also complained of illness, did not inform the secretary, nor did he inform his wife and daughter at home, and drove to Song Ming's substation. He needed an explanation—one that reassured him.

Song Ming's side, if you use one word to describe it, it is chickens flying and dogs jumping.

The monster was killed by the original owl by unknowable means, but the problem after the killing is the real big problem, Song Ming and Lao Tang finally understood the original owl's words: I am not responsible for the repair costs.

It's a fucking money grab!

The accommodation and accommodation expenses of the resettled villagers, the compensation for the repair of the eight houses, and the resettlement expenses of the Erzhu family...... Song Ming really had the urge to pull out his gun and kill the original owl who was doing nothing next to him. Lao Tang and Chen Kequan were assigned a task by Song Ming, Lao Tang went back to contact Guoan to see if the mutilated monster corpse could be exchanged for some funds, and Chen Ke went to appease Erzhu's family and try to replace material compensation with spiritual compensation...... A sub-bureau like Song Ming, there are so many funds for a year, so many people in the bureau, so much equipment, food and maintenance, and there is not much left.

As for the original owl, Song Ming was a little helpless, but he was also a little excited in his heart, the scene that day can be said to have really shattered Song Ming's original solid materialism, and also opened a new door for him. Song Ming recalled the scene of the original owl standing in the air, waving his knife and rushing forward, and thought to himself that he had really found the right person this time. Before he finished sighing, another phone call came, it was the family of the Christmas Eve homicide, asking for compensation for the loss, yes, Song Ming was busy again.

Yuan Xiao stood at the door of the police station and watched the sky. He didn't explain the truth to everyone in the police station, yesterday's monster was no longer a simple "submerger", the moment he rushed up, he felt an extraordinarily strong aura, and sure enough, this "submerger" directly advanced to become a "feather splitter" in the battle! Demon hunters have a common sense - no matter how strong the demons on the ground are, they are just demons, but the demons in the sky are already murderous weapons!

Most of the demons can't fly, only a few high-level races have flying species, among them, the "Submarine Reapers" as a low-level reconnaissance force in the demon clan is an exception, although most of the "Submersion" are land troops, but, if you are lucky enough and accumulate enough energy, the "Hidden Reapers" will give birth to wings and become a mid-level demon "Feather Splitter". In addition to possessing all the abilities of a submersible, the agility of the body has risen several steps, and it can be said that it can be said that it can also be ranked among the demons.

Humans naturally can't fly, and although the demon hunter is strong, he can't escape the laws of physics, so the casualties that a flying demon can cause are countless times that of a land traveling species! "I'm still a little concerned, is that guy coming back? Hara's eyes narrowed, pondering the last words of the Feather Splitter.

"Hello, is Comrade Song Ming inside?" Yuan Xiao raised his head, and a very dignified middle-aged man stood in front of him, although his temples had turned slightly white, but the traces of time on his face were not obvious, but added a little time to the precipitation, it can be seen that when he was young, he must have been handsome and miserable. "Yes, follow me. Yuan Xiao sensed that the other party was not hostile, so he led him into the police station.

"Don't worry, we will give you an explanation for this matter, yes, yes, there will be compensation, you can rest assured, okay, we still have tasks here, and we will notify you of new progress when we come back, okay, goodbye. Song Ming wiped the sweat from his head, a little helpless. What happened to the people now? Someone in the family died, if you don't catch the murderer in a hurry first, you will open your mouth and close your mouth to lose money, and money is more important than human life? Song Mingzheng sighed with emotion, Yuan Xiao had already led Tang Zheng in.

"This uncle wants to see you. "Yuan Xiao is very sincere.

Song Ming was stunned for a moment and glared at Yuan Xiao fiercely. Walked over quickly, "Mayor Tang, hello, I'm Song Ming." Song Ming stretched out his hand a little nervously, he has been a policeman for so many years, and he has seen a lot of prisoners, but this is the first time he has seen such a big official. Tang Zheng nodded, although he didn't know what to think in his heart, the smile on his face was very warm and warm, he held Song Ming's hand with both hands, and said: "Officer Song, I have heard the people of the General Bureau mention you many times before, and they all said that the Song team dares to fight, is not afraid of death for the people, and dares to charge, it is the treasure of our sub-bureau, and I have always wanted to come to see you." In the end, it is the ultimate old fritter in officialdom, and a few words make Song Ming feel the urge to cry and dedicate himself.

After some greetings, Song Ming tested Tang Zheng's intentions. "That's the case, Officer Song, you are in charge of the Christmas Eve murder case, right?" Song Ming patted his head, and suddenly remembered that the daughter of the family was also involved that night! Tang Zheng waved his hand, "Officer Song, don't be nervous, that girl is jumping around, but her spirit is a little stimulated, and she always mutters about what monsters, and the man who kills the monster with his fists. Tang Zheng was also tempting. In fact, he has already gotten a lot of information from the realization of national security, and after so many years in officialdom, there are some things that he can't say, and whether he can understand them depends on their own abilities. Why is the national security so stubborn? Because of discipline. Why did you let me come to find Song Ming? Song Ming knew the truth, and he was not an insider, so there was no discipline restriction. So, what is the truth that Guoan can't say, and Song Ming doesn't dare to say?

Thinking of the incoherent and weird stories that his daughter told him in the past few days, Tang Zheng suddenly understood that he was already approaching the truth of the matter. You know, the higher the level, the more things you can know, the more truths you know, and you will understand that the world is peaceful and there are no ghosts and gods in the world, these things are just a joke.

Therefore, Tang Zheng decided to test Song Ming to see if it was the same as what he thought, and it was really related to that aspect. Song Ming was a little hesitant here, not knowing whether to say this or not. Tang Zheng smiled, knocked on the table, and said, "Officer Song, don't be nervous, I'm here by myself today, just to solve the problem for our substation." The Christmas Eve homicide case, a lot of ordinary people died, ZF also wanted to give some compensation, to comfort the family of the deceased, including I heard that yesterday in the urban and rural junction, there was also a lot of movement, the police action, ZF will definitely support strongly, as a firm backing. ”

Song Ming sighed in his heart, looking at people's observation ability and speaking and doing things, there was really no official position given in vain. "Mayor Tang, don't hide it from you, these things have indeed brought us a lot of difficulties, and when you say this, we will have a spectrum in our hearts. Plain owl, come here. Yuan Xiao Zhengmu watched the excitement, listened to Song Ming's greeting, and ran over. "Mayor Tang, let me introduce you, this is the young man who saved your daughter on the night of the Christmas Eve murder. ”

Yuan Xiao didn't understand the world at all, he stretched out his hand, "Yuan Xiao." "Well, he only knows the word sign-up......

Tang Zheng actually noticed Yuan Xiao from the moment he entered the door, although Yuan Xiao didn't talk much and his expression was dull, but he had a temperament that people couldn't ignore, and his appearance, even if Tang Zheng read countless people, he had to praise: What a young man with a logo.

"What a hero out of a young man, I'm Tang Zheng. Hold the two hands, then let go. "I must thank you for saving my daughter, but I need to know the truth of the matter now, and I will talk about the thank you later, I won't beat around the bush, what happened that night?" Tang Zheng suddenly became a little nervous.

Yuan Xiao glanced at Song Ming, Song Ming nodded, took out the key and threw it to Yuan Xiao. Yuan Xiao nodded towards Tang Zheng, meaning to follow, and then walked outside the house. Tang Zheng said goodbye to Song Ming, and then hurriedly chased after him. When I went out, I saw that Yuan Xiao was already standing at the door of a basement behind the police station. Tang Zheng stepped forward, and just as he was about to ask, Yuan Xiao had already opened the lock of the basement and walked in. Tang Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, he hadn't seen such a faceless person for many years. Without thinking much about it, Tang Zheng also walked in.

It was very cold inside, like an ice vault, but fortunately it was late autumn, and Tang Zheng's coat was very cold, but the slightest coldness still drilled into his head. "Mr. Tang Zheng, right? The voice of the original owl came through the darkness. "Huh?" Tang Zheng was a little puzzled. "If you're going to vomit later, there's a trash can on your right side, don't spit on the ground, and I'll have to clean it up. Tang Zheng reflexively looked at the bucket on the right, and the light was turned on at this time. Tang Zheng instinctively raised his hand to cover the light, and his gaze returned to the center of the room.

In the center of the room was a large block of ice, on which lay a strange corpse.

Then Tang Zheng vomited and spit into the trash can on the right.

Yuan Xiao kindly ran over and patted Tang Zheng on the back, and Tang Zheng vomited even more. For about two or three minutes, Tang Zheng couldn't vomit anything, took the toilet paper handed by Yuan Xiao, wiped the vomit from his mouth, and forcibly allowed himself to observe the corpse in front of him.

This corpse is the dead "Feather Splitter". Because the original owl was too ruthless, the corpse was already in pieces. Old Tang said that it might be useful for the corpse to come back, so the original owl finally put it together, transported it back, and temporarily made a simple cold storage morgue and put it here.

Tang Zheng looked at it for a while, his voice was a little hoarse, and asked, "Yuan Xiao, what kind of corpse is this?" "It's the same species as the thing that killed people on Christmas Eve. You can call him the devil, you can call him the devil, he came from the abyss, he came from hell, he came to kill and he died to kill. Tang Zheng suddenly had some realization in his heart, "What about you, Yuan Xiao." ”

"I, I'm in charge of sending them back to my hometown. The corners of Yuan Xiao's mouth stiffened and pulled up, like the bloodthirsty smile of an executioner.