Chapter 39: Confrontation in the Corridor

Kemon sat in the car, quietly looking at the portrait on the wanted notice.

What exactly happened at the museum, why did it involve wanted criminals, and did wanted criminals have anything to do with the appearance of mysterious sunshine?

To outsiders, the sky suddenly brightens for a few seconds is nothing, but Kemon knows that it is not an accident.

Kemon thought for a moment, the appearance of the golden sunlight must be what happened in the museum.

The location of the mysterious incident was found, but the matter was related to the official, and he did not have the authority to investigate for the time being, and it was impossible for him to enter the museum to investigate.

So this matter can only end, Kemon drove around the area, and after making no new discoveries, he drove straight home.

Stop the car, open the door, and pick up the round dumplings.

I thought there would be no harvest, but the glutinous rice balls suddenly erected a long dog hair and pointed in a certain direction.

Kermon looked over there, and a man stopped in front of a red piece of paper with a rental notice, and he seemed to be looking for a house to live in.

Kemon walked over, and the man, as if sensing something, jerked into Kemon's eyes.

And Kemeng also happened to see the other party's face, square face and broad eyebrows, pupils seemed to have no focus, and his eyes were very floating, looking absent-minded.

"Are you looking for a house?" Kemon said to him, holding a large stuffed doll.

The square-faced man frowned, and when he saw a big man holding a big stuffed doll, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart.

In a hoarse voice, he said, "Yes." ”

"The monthly rent is 3,005, finely decorated, three bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and two bathrooms, including WIFI, and the water, electricity and gas fees are charged according to civilian standards." Kemon finished speaking in one breath without gasping, as if he had said it hundreds of times.

The square-faced man was silent and didn't reply for a long time.

"How about it, do you want to rent, I am the landlord of this building, the family who used to rent the third floor has moved away, you can move in at any time."

Kemon looked at his hands, which were rough calluses, and looked like a man who had done heavy work.

Look at the arm muscles again, the lines are clear and strong.

With this punch, it is possible that Kemon will even break his ribs.

But the rice balls in Kemeng's arms are not vegetarian, and it is uncomfortable enough to straighten the dog's hair and prick him in the face like a hedgehog.

Of course, it is not easy to end up with a hedgehog essence attack, and Tang Yuan can also use his body to hit his head and knock the opponent unconscious, which is more convenient.

The square-faced man was silent for a long time, carefully looked at Kemeng's figure, thought that Kemeng was very easy to deal with, and immediately nodded: "Yes." ”

Kemeng is 1.8 meters tall, with some small muscles, not fat, but compared with the strong square-faced man, he is still a little far behind.

Kemeng waited for a few seconds, and saw that the fugitive wanted by the police did not take the initiative to chat, so he had to take the initiative to say: "Then go upstairs and have a look?" ”

"Hmm."

The square-faced man glanced at Kemon, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Kemon unlocked the side door and asked the other party to go upstairs first, and Kemon followed behind him with the big doll.

The square-faced man walked slowly, and the shadow below him was also connected to his two feet, against the wall of the staircase.

The infrared sensor on the staircase automatically senses a human, and the light bulb comes on.

His shadow stretched very long at this moment, directly to the left of Kemon's feet, almost to the edge of Kemon's soles, and parallel diagonally to the shadow at Kemon's feet.

Kemeng's pupils shrank slightly, let go of the hands that were holding Tang Yuan, and moved his left hand, ready to catch the shadow.

The rice balls were let go, fell to the ground and bounced violently, rushing directly to the back of the square-faced man.

The square-faced man stood at the twelfth step with his back to him, and heard the sound of a heavy object bouncing on the ground, but he was unmoved and calm.

Or rather, the square-faced man didn't realize what a terrible existence he was about to face.

Bang.

The rice balls hit the other party's back.

The square-faced man only felt that his back was hit by a huge force, and his body fell uncontrollably, lying on the ground with his hands and feet.

“!” The square-faced man was shocked.

How much power does the landlord have?

As everyone knows, that is the power of the glutinous rice balls themselves.

It sat on the back of the square-faced man, locking his upper body.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up.

"You're from the Mission?" The square-faced man frowned, lying on the ground and screaming.

Kemon didn't respond to his question, and he chose to remain silent.

Suddenly, the shadow beneath the square-faced man swelled and contracted, trying to change the shadow's slope and move towards Kemon's feet.

According to what the two female shadows said before, there is a long period of sleep after the shadow parasitism, and temporarily changing the host means risk, but at this moment, the square-faced man can't take care of it anymore and plans to temporarily change the host.

Kemon's left hand snapped together and clenched into a fist.

The stairwell fell silent.

The man fell to the ground, and there was no shadow, only the shadow of the rice balls remained on the ground.

Kemon's left hand clenched into a fist, and no black shadow edges spilled out.

The man's shadow was being held in the palm of his hand.

With a flick of his left hand, he took the other person's shadow back into his body.

In the consciousness of the other party, it was just a trance, and there was a strange attraction that sucked him away, and then a strange repulsion threw him.

If he grabbed it multiple times, he would sooner or later realize what had just happened, but now he didn't know what had just happened.

"What just happened?" The square-faced man said in disbelief.

"Stunk." Kemon said.

The dog on the square-faced man's head jumped up sharply, aimed at the back of his head, and sat down again.

Syllable.

The square-faced man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Guarding his shadow, Kemon distanced himself and returned to the door.

According to the two girls' shadows, when they are in a parasitic state, as long as they stun the host, they will also faint.

Kemon is considering whether to call the police directly or threaten him with his ability to catch the shadow, and asks him to get information about the shadowflow.

He thought about it, since this person was concerned by the police, it was not appropriate for him to torture the other party again.

Thinking about it, Kemeng took out his mobile phone and dialed 110.