"Hey! That who. It is forbidden to run inside the police station, and no idle people are allowed inside the police station. A policeman saw Mo Ling's voice and immediately shouted. By the time he finished panting and shouting, Mo Ling's figure had long since disappeared.

The office of the director of the police station was not very far, just over ten seconds, and Mo Ling, who was following behind the two members of the White Night, saw the two people in front of him stop in front of a door.

Xiao Lin pressed the handle of the office, but he didn't move, and his heart suddenly sank. There is absolutely nothing good about the office locking in this broad daylight.

Xiao Lin glanced at his uncle's face, pointed to the keyhole, and signaled whether to open the lock directly.

The uncle shook his head, not that he was afraid of offending a director, but they were more afraid of the captain's anger than offending the director. After all, no matter how good the director is, he can't control their white nights.

The two were worried if things really went their way. If the two of them broke in directly, it would only cause worse consequences.

The two chose to knock on the door.

Unlike what the two of them thought, in just five seconds, the door opened, and it was the director Wen Lang who opened the door. Gentle and well-dressed, with a natural expression.

In the slight stunned eyes of the two, Wen Lang spoke: "Is there something wrong with the two of you?" ”

"We're here for Mo Luo, she should be here with the Director!" The uncle's face opened, and his eyes swept over the office as he spoke.

"Oh, you're here for that little girl named Morlo? She was indeed in my office. As he spoke, Wen Lang moved out of the way of the door and walked towards the office.

"Come in and tell me something! Miss Morrow is now in the bathroom. If there's anything, let's talk about it when she comes out! Wen Lang said as he sat back on the leather sofa behind his desk and took care of the case on the computer.

The two walked into the office, the office was very well lit, the air was very fresh, and the desks, chairs and floors looked very clean.

But—

The two looked at the separate bathroom in the office with solemn expressions.

Smack.

As the footsteps came to mind, another person walked into the office.

It was a young girl. The girl looks elegant and energetic with casual clothes on the top, jeans on the bottom, and long hair shawl.

"That's... Sister Morrow is here, right? The girl looked around the room and asked with some uncertainty.

Well? This girl seems to have seen it somewhere, the uncle thought to himself. Then he suddenly remembered something, and asked with some uncertainty: "Little sister Xia Huang?" ”

"Uncle, who are you? We've seen it? The girl was puzzled. Then he asked again, "Sister Mo Luo is here, right?"

"No, I haven't seen it. The little sister said that Sister Mo Luo is now in the bathroom. The uncle replied with a face.

But I thought in my heart: Fortunately, I reacted in time, and Xia Huang's sister was in the White Night Branch that day, but it was erased. Although he knew Sister Xia Huang, Sister Xia Huang didn't have her own memory, how could she forget this.

"The little girl is also here to find Miss Morlo?" Wen Lang stopped the movement in his hand and looked at Mo Ling.

Mo Ling also looked at Wen Lang, dressed neatly, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked very righteous, but his heart was extremely dirty.

Mo Ling controlled the impulse in his heart and let himself smile: "Well, I'm Mo Luo's sister's brother's girlfriend. I couldn't reach her brother for the past two days. ”

As soon as Mo Ling's words fell, a gentle voice sounded: "Your boyfriend is Mo Ling, he has passed away in an accident." ”

The pupils of his eyes dilated instantly, his face turned white in an instant, and his body softened and took a step back to stand firm.

Astound! Panicky!!

No one can disguise such a true expression, even if the nightmare has several times the physical strength of a human being. I can't control my body to make such an expression.

Mo Ling was really shocked, in her mind, her body should have been found tomorrow. Why was it discovered today?

Could it be that the owner of the inn entered early?

It's very unlikely, there is enough food in the hotel room for five days, even if you don't go out for three days, it is not surprising, and the room card system of the hotel room is also a federal professional system.

The ban will be lifted when the room expires. The only thing that can open that door before it expires is the key card in the room. Even the innkeeper's master key card cannot be opened. The boss is also unlikely to break straight in.

Other possible words. Mo Ling suddenly thought of the recent frequent cases, which caused Bai Ye to start a large-scale investigation.

Absolutely, if it's Bai Ye, you can easily sense the residual spiritual power on your body. And just one door naturally can't block the road of the white night.

Then the only mask he has can't be used, and not only that, but his height and even body shape may appear in the white night's database.

Mo Ling also complained a little about Xia Huang in her original body, if it was her, going out to hunt would not only disguise her clothes, hairstyle and face. He also heightens his shoes, puts things on various parts of his body to blur his body shape, and even appears as a man.

It's also very easy to turn into men's clothes, after all, there is no resistance at all in the chest of this remnant thought!

Mo Ling didn't eliminate the information in the hotel before, first, he didn't want to make trouble, and second, the cases like the one before would basically be handled by the police, and the police wanted Mo Ling without the slightest pressure.

Who knew it would end up in such trouble!

……

Mo Ling's thoughts, several people in the room didn't know. What they saw was that Sister Xia Huang was shocked to hear the bad news, and her face turned white.

The uncle's face was also very sympathetic in his heart, a girl who was so cheerful and lively in the White Night Branch, but now she had to accept such bad news.

"Sister Xia Huang?" A soft voice sounded, Mo Ling looked up, and what he saw was Mo Luo, who was holding on to the door frame with a slightly pale face and red eyes.

"Xiao Luo" looked at Mo Luo's appearance as if she couldn't stand steadily, and Mo Ling hurriedly ran over.

"Sister Xia Huang, I'm sorry!"

Mo Luo forced a smile on his pale face: "My brother is gone!" ”

"There's nothing to be sorry for, Xiao Luo doesn't have a reason to apologize!" Mo Ling looked at Mo Luo's appearance and felt a pain in his heart.

Then, Mo Ling, who has the ability of [blood control] and is a hundred times more sensitive to blood than ordinary people, obviously felt a trace of blood on Mo Luo's body.

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[The following paragraph, I originally wanted to save it for the next chapter tomorrow.] But I feel like if I don't post it today, I'll be hacked to death by you, so I'll take this chapter. 】

The doors and windows of the office were closed, and the shackles of desire were opened.

Wen Lang couldn't hold back the desire in his heart any longer, threw off his coat and threw it on the sofa, and threw himself towards the holy angel in front of him.

……

The blood slowly dripped to the ground, snapping and shattering, like a blooming rose.

Wen Lang's pupils dilated, his chin raised, and a senseless roar came out between his throats.

Morrow lifted her lips away from her gentle neck and wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth.

Such filthy blood is not worthy of yourself! Morrow's eyes were red, and she took a step back, looking at her own masterpiece in front of her.

Wen Lang, who had lost Mo Luo as his fulcrum, fell to the ground, constantly twisting his body, and kept roaring from his mouth.

"Devil!" Wen Lang struggled to yell those two words out of his throat.

Scold! Mo Luo sat on her desk, her legs crossed, and looked down at Wen Lang, who was twisting and struggling on the ground.

She knew that she was very abnormal now. But the moment her brother left, the human body lost its meaning in her eyes, so—

"Devils, vampires, monsters! I will personally avenge my brother, even if it means becoming a bloodthirsty butcher. Moro said in a very flat tone, saying something that his previous self would never have been able to say.

At a very young age, Morrow discovered that he was not a normal person, or that he was a normal person, but he had an abnormal ability.

And the effect of this ability also appeared clearly in Mo Luo's brain, turning into a vampire, greatly improving his body, and being able to control people who have been sucked by himself.

"Devil, vampire, slut, framed X#@¥%¥& amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; Ahem" Mo Luo jumped off her desk and stepped on Wen Lang's chest, her hairband flying in the air.

"If it weren't for the usefulness of this face of yours, this foot would have been stepped on your face by now. So—" Mo Luo looked down at Wen Lang and kicked Wen Lang's lower abdomen, his eyes widening in pain.

"The weak should obediently shut up! Wouldn't it be nice to wait for time to pass and become one of my puppets! Yes? ”

Only three minutes passed, Wen Lang stopped speaking, his body curled up, and he lay on the ground with only a little struggle in his eyes.

Fourth minute

……

Looking at Wen Lang, who stood up obediently standing in front of him, Mo Luo touched his sharp tiger teeth, and seemed to have a little urge to suck blood again!

It's just such filthy blood, forced to taste it once and sick to your stomach!

"Dispose of the traces in the room and the blood on the floor, and lick it! Then," Mo Luo thought about how Wen Lang had treated him before, and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"From now on, be a good director and do your duty. And don't expose it in front of others, with your IQ, you should know this! ”

Wen Lang bowed deeply to Mo Luo and said in a pious and fanatical tone.

"Yes, my Majesty the Queen!"

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No one who can see this chapter should ask: [Obviously Mo Ling's memory has recovered, but why don't you know the uncle's face] such a question, right? If we really asked, we could only answer: I don't know such readers.

This book is half true and half false. Half of the real name and half of the kana. Being able to see the present and understand it is definitely a true love reader whose IQ has been challenged and read it seriously.

I love you too, and I wish you a Merry Christmas.