Coming out of the negotiation room, Wen Jie did not return to Zhao Xiaolong's workstation.

Of course, it's also his desk now.

He skillfully shuttled through the office area of the substation, and crutched into the smoking room at the end of the corridor.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a shriveled cigarette case. The pale yellow box was wrinkled, and the narrow metal threads that shone golden were curled, and he glanced at the fluorescent red word "Yuxi" in the center of the box...... I couldn't help but smile and shake my head.

It's a festive cigarette case, but it doesn't look good at this time.

This is what Bai Yu stuffed in his pocket, and he usually doesn't smoke Yuxi.

Knocking on the cigarette case, he took one out of one of the few cigarette rolls, put it under his nose and sniffed, and lit the lighter with a "snap".

The smoke approached the yellow-blue beating firelight, and as a wisp of white smoke rose, the smoke was ignited.

The smell of nicotine filled his mouth, but his mind was focused on the butterfly-shaped cord clasp.

He searched his memory for memories related to the butterfly-shaped rope buckle.

However, as long as you try to think about it, there will be memory breakpoints.

At the same time, a huge, indescribable hatred rushed through his mind, and some images flashed uncontrollably in his mind:

Lace skirts, blood-stained bodies, pointy heels, messy faces, long hair, short hair......

Suddenly, the picture settled on a pair of round white thighs, and the corners of the skirt embellished with lace embossed pleats danced with the footsteps, swaying back and forth, swaying from side to side, swaying back and forth......

He lost his mind in a trance, and looked down his long, well-proportioned legs, a pair of black high heels on the dirt road.

He looked around, isn't this the road in his hometown?

Moving his gaze up, he saw a face with heavy makeup, who was it not Liu Qingqing?

And seeing that Liu Qingqing lifted a stone to stun him, and then insulted him.

Wen Jie's hand shook, and it turned out that the smoke had burned to his fingertips. He gasped for a few times, then jerked the cigarette to his lips and took a few hard puffs.

As the taste of tobacco spreads in the mouth, the body is immersed in nicotine paralysis......

The snow-white wall, the ashtray beside him, the trash can in the distance, and the words "*** two sub-bureaus" printed on the trash can gradually became clear in his sight.

It's just a hallucination, an illusion! That's not true.

In the smoking room of the unit, there is no Liu Qingqing with heavy makeup, no black silk and black high heels, and no dirt roads in his hometown...... He let out a long sigh of relief.

He had been standing at the window when he had just smoked.

He loved the location and could puff on a cigarette while enjoying the view of the city outside the window.

But after that fright, he was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery at all.

I couldn't help but take a few steps back and sit down on the chair in the smoking room.

Somehow, he felt a sadness that he had never felt before.

His mind had memories of the last few days, and he vividly remembered his hatred of the murderer. learned that the murderer brutally killed Yang Shanshan, and felt that stabbing the murderer thousands of times was not enough to vent the hatred in his heart.

And this cheat daddy system has corrected the murderer's life trajectory, and the reshaped Zhao Xiaolong has a sound personality and a brilliant future!

He became a scapegoat and a target for the police.

Every time I saw a similar scene, the murderer's uncontrollable madness...... And, as well as fear.

It seems that if you don't kill that person, that person will violate him, will bully him, will humiliate him.

Only by killing that person can this oppressive and breathless fear be removed.

He brought the cigarette to his mouth again and found that it had long since burned out.

Not at all in the mood to go back to work, he pulled another cigarette case out of his pocket and prepared for another one.

At this time, the system boot screen appeared in front of me, and it seemed that it was completed in less than two seconds from 0% to 100%.

Lift his spirits!

The system, you're online, do you know how I got here in the past six hours?

Wen Jie was about to burst into tears, and casually threw the shriveled cigarette case into the trash.

Cigarettes can not be smoked for a day, and the system cannot be without ...... for a day

[Soul Patch System Cannot Start Normally]

I'll go, what the hell! System, don't scare me!

Are you going to watch me get caught by the police and be shot and killed?

[If the system test questions do not meet the assessment standards, please choose to re-complete the test questions or take the system intensive training questions]

[Re-finish]

……

[Select Devastating Patch]

As long as he doesn't kill that woman's pervert, he'll do it to everyone else. At the same point in time and space, it is either Zhang San or Li Si.

Isn't this painful lesson enough?

Doesn't it mean death in the Devastating Type? That women's pervert is innocent.

Although the intensive training is simpler, but when is this, Wen Jie was chased by the police and almost ran away, and it is more important than anything to hurry back to his life trajectory. Even if he is scolded by the king, he is a hundred times stronger than now.

As soon as the picture turned, the path in his hometown appeared in front of Wen Jie's eyes:

Zhao Xiaolong walked over, smiled at him, walked to the fat aunt's house, stepped on half a basket of eggs, and smiled shyly......

Wen Jie thought to himself, a very big child is always so shy, but hurry up and move forward! It's really exciting!

Finally Zhao Xiaolong turned around and walked out of the fat aunt's house, Wen Jie ran into the fat aunt's house quickly, picked up a knife from the kitchen, and looked at the blade that flashed with cold light, he showed a pleased smile.

His smile was bumped into by the fat aunt who entered the room, and the fat aunt trembled with fright, sat down on the ground, shrank back, and stammered:

"You...... Who are you? You...... You...... What do you want? ”

Wen Jie's face showed a fierce light, and he sneered at the fat aunt who was frightened and pale on the ground and said, "It's nothing to do with you, get out of the way, don't delay me to kill." ”

Wen Zhuo went to the fat aunt's house and hurried forward, keeping a distance not far from Zhao Xiaolong.

looked at the thin figure in front of him, swaying in the field unhurriedly.

He felt that the day was extraordinarily long, and the sun was very lazy, hanging an inch above his head, and he was sweating from the sun.

Finally, Bruce Zhao was attacked!

Belch...... It doesn't seem good to think that way.

Wen Jie scurried up, crossed the grass, stepped over the eggs, stepped into the path, and saw the women's pervert holding Zhao Xiaolong hostage.

At this moment, he struggled to pick up Zhao Xiaolong and walked forward, Zhao Xiaolong was knocked unconscious, and his head and limbs hung limply. The road was uneven, and he violently threw off the heel on his left foot. The right foot hooked up and knocked the left calf, the high heels on the right foot also fell off, and the black lace skirt was lifted up and tied around the waist, revealing a pair of strong thighs......

As if he had heard something, he wanted to look sideways.

Wen Jie's kitchen knife had already been lifted, and he didn't have time to turn his head sideways. Wen Jie stabbed down from the left side, and the women's pervert ran out of gas.

Blood is pouring and splattering everywhere!

He squinted slightly, and a smile rippled on his lips a little bit.

He looked down at the kitchen knife in his hand, and then at the breathless women's perverts on the ground. A surging hatred welled up in his heart: for countless nights he hid under the quilt and shivered, unable to let go or forget, and was tormented like this, day after day, year after year,

Sometimes he really wanted to die, once he plucked up the courage to cut his veins, and after being rescued, looking at his mother's grief-stricken look, his heart finally relented.

You can't die if you die, and it's not good to live and live.

With the knife in hand, it all came to an end. He had waited for this moment for too long, too long.

Wen Jie stared at the corpse on the ground for a moment, wiped the fingerprints on the knife, put the knife still in the basket where the eggs were placed, set up Zhao Xiaolong with one hand, and carried the egg basket with the other, and left the scene of the murder.

He can't let Bruce Zhao become a suspect, and then he doesn't know how his life trajectory will be affected; It's not good to leave fingerprints on the hilt of the knife, in case it causes trouble to yourself back then, living in that Yonghui village three or five kilometers away from here, it will be even more worth the loss.

He took Zhao Xiaolong a kilometer away, by a small river on the outskirts of the village, and threw the kitchen knife into the river downstream.

Seeing that Zhao Xiaolong's clothes were splashed with blood, he helped Zhao Xiaolong take off his clothes and throw them into the river to soak, and after soaking for half an hour, the blood still left a trace of marks. I couldn't grab a handful of weeds, and rubbed the marks on my clothes, and the marks were finally covered in green.

The clothes were dried, and the sun was sinking little by little.

"Oops!" Zhao Xiaolong, who was lying behind him, muffled his voice. 〗

[Whether to place patches]

[Patch Placement Successful]

[Test question completion: 60 points for overall score]

The picture flashed, and Wen Jie's figure disappeared by the stream on the outskirts of the village.

The picture slowly faded, watching Zhao Xiaolong rub his head, seeing that his clothes were a little dirty, he dusted his hands. Looking around blankly, he silently picked up his schoolbag and looked at the empty basket beside him.

Slightly stunned, he raised his foot and kicked the basket into the stream.

The picture fades and fades, and finally disappears.

The system interface scrolls, and a colorful color bar appears from the center of the screen, and the color bar rotates in a spiral along the clockwise direction, as if this is not a plane but a three-dimensional space, and the spiral rotating color bar is getting farther and farther away, and finally disappears at the center point of the screen.

【Congratulations on successfully completing the system test】

【Welcome to the Soul Patch System】

…… Wen Jie was in a trance for a moment, why, he just entered the system.

Before......

It's hard to accept that after you think you've done your best and passed the test, you tell you that everything hasn't started yet!

[Random reward for test questions: skill +1]

[Warning: If the carrier brings out an object that does not belong to this world, the system will produce an unknown error.]