When the mouse heard the loud sonic boom, he thought something bad was wrong, and he quickly kicked open the manhole cover in front of him with a sliding shovel, and rushed in.

"Woooooo Lan Zhi protested, but as soon as she raised her head, she was knocked into a daze by a protruding pipe and reverted to her prototype.

"It's finally stopped." The rat simply showed the prototype and tied her back to her big tail, dragging her away. He couldn't care if Lan Zhi would settle accounts with him afterwards, and now it was a question of whether he could run away.

Luo Sheng saw the rat running into the sewer above, he looked at the height, and knew that he would definitely not be able to go down, so he simply listened to the sound on the ground and ran along. Seeing that the sewer in front of him was about to turn into the community, Luo Sheng knew that something was wrong, so he simply ran to the inflection point in front.

The mouse below suddenly had an ominous premonition, and before he could react, "Knock-".

The pipe in front was pierced by a fist, and the mouse was startled and quickly retreated, only to find that the pipe behind it had also collapsed at some point.

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The mouse scolded, and the next moment he was pulled out by a big hand carrying his front legs.

I don't know when a bunch of people have gathered around. The onlookers originally wanted to see a lively scene, but when they saw Luo Sheng take out a mouse from the sewer, and there was a green unidentified object with soup tied to the rat's tail, they all vomited. Luo Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the two unidentified objects in his hand.

"......" The mouse looked around, and suddenly showed a shocked expression: "Look over there!" ”

The corners of Luo Sheng's mouth twitched, and he directly broke one of his toes: "I saw this trick 200 years ago." ”

The mouse screamed in pain, and the police had already arrived. Luo Sheng very calmly untied Lan Zhi from the tail of the mouse, and shook the soup and water on her body, which attracted a wave of evasion and scolding from the surrounding crowd.

The corner of the policeman's mouth twitched as he just got out of the car, what a immoral person. After simply leaving a few people to investigate at the scene, the police took Luo Sheng, Mouse and others back to the police station.

Luo Sheng truthfully explained the situation, but he did not explain his identity as an android, and the excuse was that he had a car accident in the early years, and some parts of his body were replaced with machinery.

The policeman who made the transcript told the director about it suspiciously, and the fat oily director took Luo Sheng's certificate, and immediately changed his face after seeing the unnatural reflection on Luo Sheng's ID card.

Ten minutes later, Yan Ruo, who was taking a bath at home, received a call from her secretary, saying that the matter was important and that the director of Dongcheng District asked her to go.

Yan Ruo rubbed his eyebrows, yes, this must be Luo Sheng's kid, looking for trouble every day.

After simply drying his body, Yan Ruo couldn't care about his undried hair, and went straight to the Dongcheng District Police Station with one foot on the accelerator.

"Hey, Miss Yan Er is here, it's an honor, it's an honor."

"Don't fight me, call your chief out." Yan Ruo flew over with a knife in his eyes, and the little policeman who was scared broke out in a cold sweat. Before the little policeman could say anything, the fat director ran out of it, and the fat all over his body was very funny.

"It's small, it's not right, I was in a little anxious just now, and I couldn't meet it in advance." The director smiled, and several folds were squeezed out of his greasy face, like a fat bun steamed with oil in a cage.

Yan Ruo looked at him and couldn't stop feeling disgusted, she moved her eyes to the building, and frowned slightly: "It's your good life that has come to an end, and my people dare to deduct it?" ”

"No, no, no! Definitely not! The fat director hurriedly explained: "It's the identity of this Mr. Luo, it's really a little suspicious......"

The fat director looked around, turned sideways and made a gesture of please: "Please also come in and talk in detail." ”

Yan Ruo glanced at the director and walked straight in front of him. The director wiped his sweat, glared at the little policeman, and then quickly followed.

Yan Ruo sat on the sofa, his momentum was not angry and arrogant, and the director did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly ordered someone to brew the good tea that he had treasured for many years.

The tea was brewed, but Yan Ruo didn't drink it, she only asked coldly, "What about Luo Sheng?" ”

"Still in the transcription room."

"Is he charged with anything?"

"It's not a crime, it's just that there are a lot of public property destroyed, and the compensation is ......" The director looked at Yan Ruo tentatively. Yan Ruo didn't say anything, only took out a card from his pocket and threw it on the table.

"The password is six 1s. 3 million, is it enough? ”

"Enough, enough." The director hurriedly replied: "2 million is enough." ”

"I'll fund the excess." Yan Ruo picked up the tea and took a sip, then put down the teacup: "Can you tell me now the real reason why you came to me?" ”

"Miss Yan is wise, then I can really say it......" The director looked embarrassed: "The identity of this person is really unknown, the ID card shows that he is a thirty-five-year-old adult man, but the covering film of this ID card is the exclusive ......film of the demon clan."

"I specially approved, do you have any opinions?"

"Nope! Absolutely nothing! The director immediately shook his head: "It's just that this is not very ...... the rules?"

"Rules?" Yan Ruo smiled, smashed the teacup in his hand as soon as he grasped it, and threw it to the ground. The director was shocked and quickly apologized.

"I'm in charge of this place, and you're here to talk to me about the rules?"

The director wet his back with a cold sweat.

Yan Ruo wiped the water on his hands casually: "You will remember it in the future." ”

"I'm the rule."