"Alright, you can open your eyes." Mu Bai's cold and steady voice came into Ci Su's ears.

When he opened his eyes again, Ci Su was already in a completely unfamiliar environment.

Looking around, I have to say that this place is empty.

In the vast space, it is white as far as the eye can see. The only color is the black marble square table and swivel chair in the center of the room.

The mahogany plaque hanging above is engraved with the three big characters of floating guest.

Although I had expected that it would be a little unusual, when I really saw it, Rao was the little ancestor in Kyoto, and he couldn't react a little.

Seeing Mu Bai appear, Tian Qing and Aunt Ning, who were standing on both sides of the chair, breathed a sigh of relief.

Tianqing helplessly raised her moist and elegant eyebrows, and Aunt Xianning stepped forward. The jade flute in his hand knocked on Mu Bai's head.

Mu Bai covered his head with a sigh, frowned and looked at Aunt Ning who was slowly walking behind Tianqing, "Aunt Ning, if you look at him, you know that you are bullying me!" The tone was a softness that Su had never heard of.

Aunt Ning looked at Mu Bai, who was the same as a child's complaint, and smiled silently, "You, you're embarrassed to say it." It's gone all of a sudden, and your Azure brother is worried about you. ”

After speaking, he looked at Ci Su on Mu Bai's side, and his eyes flashed with a smile.

For this person who had never appeared here before, Mu Bai didn't take the initiative to mention it, and they wouldn't go beyond it.

Raising his wrist and looking, Mu Bai put his hands in his pockets, and returned to his usual cold son, "Let's go, the guests are about to arrive." ”

Mu Bai took the corner of Ci Su's clothes and walked towards the square table.

Ci Su also looked at her quietly, with a faint expression and a little charm.

Mu Bai played with the black card in his hand, sat on the swivel chair as if he had no bones, paused with his lightly tapped index finger, and then picked it out of thin air, and a crack suddenly appeared in front of him.

A tall man in a police uniform stepped out of it.

Mu Bai had already sat up straight at this time, raised his right hand and signaled, "Mr. Jiang, please take a seat."

A square chair appeared behind Jiang Pei.

Nodding towards Mu Bai, Jiang Pei sat down straight.

"Mr. Jiang doesn't need to be nervous, relax. I'm not a black-hearted shop here, it's all about conscience. Mu Bai was serious and business-oriented.

With a lift of his left hand, a file bag made of kraft paper appeared in his hand.

Very skillfully took out the thick stack of biographical information and turned to the page he wanted.

looked up at Jiang Pei and continued to speak: "Jiang Pei, male, a criminal policeman of the Lin'an City Public Security Brigade, had been undercover under the gangster for ten years before his death, and died to cover his comrades after the success of the anti-gangster, and was posthumously named a martyr." Mu Bai formatted a summary of Jiang Pei's life.

"In the early years, I divorced my wife without agreeing with my three views, and the custody of the children after the divorce belongs to you. In short, the only relative you have in the world now is that eighteen-year-old son. ”

Hearing that he didn't have time to see his son for the last time before he died, Jiang Pei couldn't help but tremble.

Glancing at Jiang Pei lightly, Mu Bai wanted to continue talking.

Ci Su frowned, took the tea cup in Aunt Ning's hand and put it in front of Mu Bai.

Mu Bai, who was suddenly interrupted, looked up at Ci Su who was standing next to him, and his shallow phoenix eyes looked at her for a moment, with a water light that was about to overflow.

The corners of Mu Bai's mouth twitched, looking at his little appearance of 'stop me if you don't drink water', he actually took it up and drank it for the first time to moisten his throat.

Ci Su looked at the corners of Mu Bai's dry mouth thoughtfully.

After clearing his throat, Mu Bai continued to speak in a cold voice: "Presumably, Mr. Jiang is most relieved of your son now."

Mu Bai pursed his lips, his eyes were slightly dark, "Jiang Chen, male, eighteen years old, is now studying in the third (eleventh) class of Jiangyancheng Experimental Middle School, after his father died, he lived alone, no one took care of him, and he was kidnapped by the younger brother of the gang not long ago..."

After a pause, he looked at the resolute man who had froze and slowly added, "Broke a pair of legs." ”

In fact, Mu Bai didn't say it completely. In order to avenge their boss, the outlaws originally wanted to take Jiang Chen's legs alive, but they didn't have time yet.

Mu Bai didn't say it, Jiang Pei naturally wanted it.

Jiang Pei raised his hand with difficulty, not wanting to listen to Mu Bai continue. Slowly raised his head to look at Mu Bai, and opened his mouth tremblingly: "I voluntarily dedicate my spiritual breath, and from then on my soul will return to heaven and earth, and I will never enter reincarnation."

The man who has been dormant on the line of life and death all the year round has never had red eyes in his life, but now he is crying out in pain after knowing his son's condition: "I just want... I just ask you... Help my son. ”

He knew that the cold young man in front of him must have the ability to help him realize this wish.

That's why he tested his spiritual breath value before entering the reincarnation, and filled out the application form that he snatched from the hands of the ghosts of the underworld with the attitude of giving it a try.

Mu Bai looked at Jiang Pei, who was already kneeling in front of her, without any waves.

Raising his hand and snapping his fingers, a piece of tattered brown paper appeared on the table.

Above it are ancient and intricate text.

Mu Bai clasped his hands together and touched his thumb lightly, "Mr. Jiang doesn't have to be like this, it's just an equal transaction, if you want to buy, we are willing to sell." ”

After that, he raised his head and gestured to the ancient deed on the table, and said very rigidly: "As long as you sign this contract, the business will be established."

Jiang Pei looked at the ancient deed, with determination in his eyes, "I'll sign it." ”

The tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation.

Mu Bai looked at Jiang Pei and nodded.

Turning his head sideways, he whispered to Tianqing, who was guarding the side, and Tianqing immediately said hello, walked to Jiang Pei's side with a light posture, took out a white pen feather, and asked him to sign his name.

Tianqing took the signed ancient deed and retreated to Mu Bai's side. Mu Bai glanced at it casually, and then said, "Please rest assured, Mr. Jiang, I will immediately arrange for someone to handle the relevant matters of your son Jiang Chen." Before the mission is completed, you can rest assured in this netherworld. Once the mission is complete, I will personally come to retrieve your Breath. ”

Jiang Pei looked at Mu Bai, who looked indifferent and expressionless, and said hello slowly.

Mu Bai stood up, squinted his eyes, raised his hand and waved, and when the red line flickered, Jiang Pei disappeared in place again.

Tianqing re-spread the collected kraft paper in front of Mu Bai, and her clear voice was like a dingdong spring water in the mountains: "Who are you going to send out to do this task this time?"

Mu Bai blinked and didn't speak, and casually conjured up Qing Yu and engraved two words one by one.

Tianqing tightened the jade flute in his hand: "The little master plans to go in person?"

Mu Bai didn't speak, but it was a tacit acquiescence.

Looking at Mu Bai, who had no expression, Tianqing twisted her eyebrows, as if she had thought of something, and said with some worry: "Are you going to school?"

Since the little master has decided to help Jiang Pei's son in person, doesn't he have to go to school to be a student?

"I'm going to go, but who says you have to be a student?" Mu Bai leisurely dropped such a sentence with his hands behind his back, grabbed Ci Su's sleeve and walked out.

She's not stupid, who would pretend to be a student for a mission these days?

Doing business, it has to be strategic.

According to your actual situation, you have to formulate an appropriate policy, and choose an identity that is suitable for approaching the mission goal and convenient for you to complete the task.

Let her go to the third year of high school to experience the passion of fighting for the college entrance examination?

Forget it!

Ci Su followed Mu Bai's side step by step, led by Mu Bai and walked out, with an innocent cat curled up in his arms.

This half-moon seems to be noisy, and when I see strangers, I don't even bother to look at them. Now that he has seen Mu Bai with his master, he has also become docile.