Eighteen Niang, her house was set on fire, and it was done by a few parents who were not calm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info This seems to others to be a naked diversion of hatred.

Because everyone else is dead, I hate the one who survived and wish she died too. It's only fair that everyone is dead.

The problem now is that not only must we guard against the murderer who has no clues, but also be vigilant against the parents who have suffered the pain of losing their children and daughters, and continue to do anything radical to the eighteenth mother of the house under the sad mood. Nor can they be allowed to meet each other.

And Zhai Eighteen Niang, a lonely girl, is now homeless.

"This matter, I will explain it to the eighteenth mother of the house." Wang Zhen proposed, and further explained, "I am the same age as her, it is easier to communicate, and there are incidents in the special department that I want to investigate." ”

"And what about her?" The policewoman asked.

"Of course, I'm in charge." Wang Zhen said.

"There is also a lawyer to negotiate that matter, and you can persuade her too." Li Haijiang said.

"I try." Wang Zhen said.

He entered the interrogation room, and Zhai Eighteen Niang sat quietly on the chair alone, her face lost its blood color in the cold light, and she shrank into a ball weakly.

"Eighteen Niang," Wang Zhen exclaimed sympathetically, "you can go, come out." ”

Zhai Eighteen Niang stood up, and when she passed by Wang Zhen's side, she said; "You're here, and we're meeting again."

Wang Zhen followed her and left the police station.

"I have one thing to say to you."

"What's the matter? I don't want to hear it now, I just want to go home. Zhai Eighteen Niang said.

"Can you come with me somewhere?" Wang Zhen asked.

"I can't." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "I said it all, I want to go home." ”

Wang Zhen stretched out his hand, if it was usual, he would grab the sleeve of the eighteenth mother of the residence, but now it is summer, he can only grab the wrist of the eighteenth lady of the residence and take her away.

Her skin was slightly cool, in the palm of his hot palm.

"Where is this, you let me go." The eighteenth lady of the house shook him off.

"This is my door." Wang Zhen replied, "You know what? I am a Stranger. ”

"But what does this have to do with me?"

Wang Zhen explained everything to her in detail, the classmates who died in a row, and the suspected illegal aliens. The national organization that manages the Anomalous is investigating. Parents, who lost their minds, set fire to her house and burned her house.

"You're going to live in my house today, right?" The king said sincerely, "I am the only one in my house now, and I will protect you." ”

He looked into her eyes, and there seemed to be a trace of affection in them.

Wang Zhen is not stupid with him, he knows that he is so handsome, and the eighteenth mother of the house is interesting to him, so he said it so boldly.

"I'm going back and see." Eighteen Niang said

"Don't go back, right? Your home has burned down. Will you go back tomorrow? Wang Zhen persuaded.

The eighteenth lady of the house lowered her head and hid her expression. Wang Zhen could only see her shoulders shaking. Here, obviously, it's not because of the cold, but because of fear.

"I'm so scared, I'm really scared." Zhai Eighteen Niang's whole body trembled, and slowly retreated, "Why, why would someone brutally kill so many people in this world?" Why would anyone take their hatred out of me? Is my survival a hurt and a mockery for them? I don't dare to think that if I were still in the house, I would have been burned to death. It's not that when I'm dead, they will feel mentally balanced. ”

Wang Zhen took a step forward, boldly hugged the eighteen Niang of the house who trembled with fear, and assured her.

"Don't be afraid, I'll protect you. Whether it's an evil paranormal or a crazy parent, I'll protect you. ”

Zhai Eighteen Niang leaned on his shoulder, tears wetting his clothes. She stretched out her hand and hugged Wang Zhen's back, which was not too strong.

"What should I do now, can I trust you?"

"Yes, surely. Now let's go back, shall we? ”

"Okay." The eighteenth lady agreed.

If it weren't for this situation, how should it be characterized as entering the house of a boy who didn't meet once or twice?

Entering Wang Zhen's luxurious villa, Wang Zhen suddenly became cramped.

"This is my house, usually only my grandmother and I are at home, and during the day there will be a nanny to help with the housework." Wang Zhen introduced the layout of his home in detail to the eighteen mothers of the house, living room, dining room, balcony, bathroom, bedroom, study, guest room and the like.

Zhai Eighteen Niang also has a simple understanding of his family's situation, Wang Zhen lives with his grandmother, although his grandmother is nominally retired, but still has a wealth of experience to assist the city's special energy department. His grandfather is in another place, his grandparents and grandmothers are in a similar situation, and they are in another city to guide the young 'special police', and his parents, who are also very powerful special powers, have been on secret missions all year round.

The legal Abilities of this country belong to the military and police, and are called Paracops, or Super Agents. The main goal is to defend the homeland and the country, to protect the safety of people's lives and property, and to resist the enemy's powers. It is not as unattainable as imagined, unapproachable, arrogant, and does not accept unified leadership and work arrangements.

"This is for your room, can you see it?" Wang Zhen picked a room that looked good.

"Of course, I'm grateful you can take me in, but."

"What."

"I still can't trust you, and I'm in a mess right now, are you saying something about the Adept for me?" The eighteenth lady of the house pleaded.

"Nothing else."

"So let's prove if you're a supernatural or not, right? Let me see your abilities? The eighteenth lady of the house dragged Wang Zhen's clothes.

"Okay." Wang Zhen agreed.

"I'm a little thirsty."

"Ah, I forgot, let's go back to the living room, there's a drink in the fridge." Wang Zhen found out that he didn't pour tea for her.

"Don't, you'll gain weight by drinking drinks at night." Zhai Eighteen Niang said, "Drinking water is good for the skin." ”

Hey, didn't your house just burn down? Wang Zhen was a little puzzled.

Zhai Eighteen Niang sighed and grabbed the hair on both sides of her cast, "Please find something to do for me, I don't want to, if I stop, I don't know what will happen." ”

"Okay."

Wang Zhen unleashed his supernatural ability, True Eye, Phase I. Being able to distinguish between an adept and an ordinary person is a passive skill that does not require the ability to activate.

But when he activates his abilities, anything in his eyes will be marked with real data, such as length, width and height, movement speed, circumference, and volume. But it's a big burden on the brain.

Fifteen-year-old Zhai Eighteen Niang, whose height is one meter five seven, she didn't know at this time that she would only grow one centimeter in the next year, and finally fixed at one meter six. (To be continued.) )