Come to think of it.

Mu Ruojin couldn't help but lick the corners of his lips, lowered his head again, and glanced into his arms.

Seeing that Qinghui was still holding his little fist in his arms, he was groggy in his sleep.

The more I look at this white and tender little face, the more I like it.

This time there are no restrictions.

Mu Ruojin's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Qinghui again.

In the end, the dead skin shamelessly came to a conclusion: mine.

is the satisfaction to wash.

The work has come to an end, and today is the time to go to the monster management department to see what the hell is going on with those people.

It was also good to take Qinghui to the last hukou, so as not to move Qinghui's hukou directly to himself.

He'd already figured out the location.

Well, spouse.

Mu Ruojin couldn't help but think while washing, and when he raised his eyes, he saw himself in the mirror.

Even if it was himself, he could see a hint of spring in his expressionless face.

Mu Ruojin coughed lightly.

Then he turned around and walked to the bedroom.

The little girl has not woken up yet.

Sleeping with the quilt in his arms.

Glancing at the time, Mu Ruojin didn't intend to call Qinghui up directly.

After sending a message to the monster management department, he sat on the side and looked at the little girl with his face propped up, waiting for Qinghui to wake up.

***

The Yokai management department is just starting to work now.

The few people who were sent before had very hard mouths, and they couldn't ask who the undercover agent in the monster management department was.

And with the passage of time, although the psychological pressure on the other party has increased significantly, they all look like they have confessed, and they plan to stay in the cage for a while, and other indifferent postures.

It's also a little helpless.

Seeing that Mu Ruojin and Qinghui were about to come over, they still didn't have any results here, and several people couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

Torture chamber.

"What we can say has already been said, what are you still trying to say? If you're persecuting us like that, then we're going to have to get a lawyer. ”

The big gray mouse who had been scared back to the prototype by Qinghui said with a fearless look.

"You can, but your lawyer would do well to explain to you why you know our unique number."

The little brother who was arraigned had a somewhat serious face, and raised his eyes to look at these people.

"Hey, can't you just forget where you heard it? Or do you think your security is responsible? ”

The big gray mouse continued.

The few humans next to them just hung their heads down, a little frozen, but still didn't say a word.

After all, the people here are all monsters, just a few of them, and they are humans.

The little brother is talking from various aspects, but the vigilance of the other party is too high.

There was no leakage at all.

It seems that you still can't ask anything today?

There was a hint of seriousness in the little brother's eyes.

Then everyone heard the door being pushed open.

The big gray rat was just about to ask if it was time to let them go.

Then I heard the man say, "Haven't you made any progress yet?" Today, he is free, and he wants to bring the giant panda cub over to see the situation. ”

"Don't say it."

The little brother was also a little irritable, and when he turned his head to look at these people again, he saw that these people instantly shrank into a ball.

The big gray mouse is also dodging.

It's as if I'm looking for an opportunity to become a prototype and leave here.