It was close to nine o'clock, and Lu Chang finally pulled the candle out of the bar.

What a wayward little child. Lu Chang sighed, glanced at the little girl in front of him who had drunk too much wine and talked a lot, and was humming a song and jumping around at the moment. Look at yourself again, your hands are full of clothes bags, and now you have two more bottles of fruity whiskey, and the small bag of wine is stuffed with coupons.

"I must come often." The manager smiled flatteringly as he handed the coupon to the candle at checkout, who threw it into the bag without looking.

A man who had never drunk alcohol, drank two bottles of blueberry fruit wine... Although the concentration is not high, Lu Chang can't rest assured now.

He followed the candle closely, for fear that she would be planted on the ground.

When was the last time you cared so much?

Lu Chang vaguely remembers those days. At that time, Shi An and he were not in the same high school because of volunteer transfers, and the two would only meet at family gatherings during the winter and summer vacations. My uncle and my father are comrades-in-arms, and they have a very strong relationship with each other when they were on a mission in a squad during the peacekeeping movement, so the relationship between his family and Shi An's family has always been very good. They later agreed to go to the same university. Even, the optional dormitory roommate was assigned to a dormitory.

Those days, high school life, away from all familiar people. Everything is unexperienced, everything is sharp. At that time, Lu Chang was as inconspicuous as Lu Chang now, and Su Qiang was a dazzling flower in the first year of high school. How do you know it? Lu Chang didn't understand. Maybe it's because I don't talk much, and when I silently got to the first place in the final semester of the class, everyone was still looking left and right and wondering who this was? At this time, Su Qiang spoke to him for the first time-

"Are you Lu Chang? You've been in the top 100 of your grade in the regular class! It's amazing! ”

Lu Chang couldn't remember how to respond at the time, his face should be flushed, and he didn't know how to answer. Originally, he only had some impression of Su Qiang, but he also thought it was just a vase, but since then, whenever he saw Lu Chang, Su Qiang would wave and take the initiative to greet him, and always smile like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, very real and warm.

How did Lu Chang like her? Is it a greeting from every meeting? Is it from the winter vacation when Su Qiang asked him the question? Whether it was the Winnie the Pooh that Su Qiang gave him at Christmas, or the first time Lu Chang received a gift from a girl on his birthday - a small moose with the words "Lu Chang, smile a lot, you look good when you smile!" ”？

How did she lose her?

That car.

Lu Chang was not at the scene, he hadn't seen Su Qiang for the last time, and he didn't know if she had left some words for herself. At that time, they had been together for nearly half a year, and they had done their homework for a trip to Xiamen during the summer vacation, and Su Qiang also bought matching sunscreen clothing for the two.

That man, the one who was willing to give half of everything to him, the one who cared for him all the time, was thrown up high, and the blood flowed like a pour.

"Lu Chang," a voice called out to him, "if you have anything you want to ask, finish asking on the way." ”

It was like Su Qiang's voice. The voice that Lu Chang was looking for.

"Hey, hey!" Candle pulled at his hair, the highest height she could reach. At this time, the girl's face was flushed, and the coldness disappeared from her, and she was as lively as a little squirrel.

"Oh, oh." Lu Chang realized that they had walked along the old street to the river.

At this time, there were very few people on the riverbank. Limestone-carved stone pillars line up as guardrails against the river, and paper lantern-like street lamps emit a hazy glow, and one is hung every few steps. The pavement is freshly paved with asphalt, and the sidewalks are old bluestone slabs. On the other side of the road is a thousand-year-old parapet wall, with many plants growing between the cracks of some bricks, some full of white or blue flowers. Walk along the river for a while, and then cross two roads, there is the school of Lu Chang and Candle.

"Forget it, I'll say it myself." Candle held her face impatiently and sat down on the wooden seat on the side of the road, looking a little tired from walking.

"First of all, you remember, everything is psychic." Candle paused, as if wondering if the sentence needed an explanation. "It is that all life has spirituality."

Someone nodded desperately.

"In general, people are different from other lifeforms. According to Darwin's theory of evolution, higher life has its own language system and expressions. We are born with a certain spirituality, while other beings, spirituality is formed in nurture. A small number of people who are born with a spirit have a spirit. The spirit is similar in them... It's an organ, I don't know what form it is. Mrs. didn't tell me about that. ”

In short, with the organ of the spirit, it has different functions in different people, and it is manifested as a mustard seed. In other words, mustard seeds are the manifestation of different spirits in different people. And according to the strength of spiritual power, the type of mustard seed, there is the strength of the person. My mustard seeds are malt. ”

As she spoke, Candle raised her hand, and many tiny particles of light gathered in her hand.

"These malts are a kind of pseudo-spirit. Malt can give life to tiny objects, but it's all under my control, so it's half a living thing. I've tried though, and something slightly larger doesn't seem to work. ”

The first time Lu Chang heard this, those small lights gathered in the candle's hand, swaying like a candle flame.

"Madame's mustard seeds are bruises. The role you will know later. Amy's mustard seeds are forbidden places, do you see those people with hoods and bells on their heads? That's the Patrolman, the embodiment of Amy's mustard seed, which works so that unmarked creatures can't use spiritual power within the entire range of the patrol. ”

"Sir is a little different. Because he's just like you, he's an ordinary person. Because of sir, our rules have also changed a bit. "Candle looked a little helpless." However, you can use talismans. The spiritual power of the talisman was infused by me in advance, and as long as it is triggered, it will have an effect. ”

"Finally, let's talk about the social rules of the club at the beginning of the month, and some of the realities you have to face."

"At the beginning of the establishment of the Moon Society, the purpose was to exchange for equal value. Truth be told, we are businessmen. The first president made it very clear that he would find spiritual people in the entire territory of China and specialize in transactions that others could not do. ”

"Do you want to buy your life?" Lu Chang trembled and stretched out his hand to ask.

"No, we have social rules. Article 3 of the social regulations stipulates that no matter what dynasty, the Yueyue Society shall not seek money or kill people and do misdeeds, and all means of seizing life with spiritual power must comply with the French precepts. ”

"Whose precepts in French?"

"O country! Are you lawless, and the country allows illegal organizations to exist? We are also human beings, and we are not capable of fighting the army. Candle reached out and took out a bottle of fruity whiskey from the bag next to Lu Chang, but couldn't find the corkscrew, Lu Chang helped her bite it open with a flattering face, but Candle was disgusted and wiped it three times with a tissue on the mouth of the bottle before taking a small sip.

"The last rule of the society, exterminate all the forces of the sword and axe group."

"Knife and axe group?"

"An organization founded by psychic beings. Unfortunately, what they are doing is what you call killing people and buying their lives with money. Moreover, their whereabouts are uncertain, there are a large number of people, and I am afraid that there is enough room for the files of relevant events handled since the founding of the People's Republic of China. Although a lot of arrests have been made, I am afraid that it is less than 12 out of 10. ”

"How do you know if they did it?"

"They said it themselves." Candle then picks up a stick and writes and draws on the ground.

"Well, that's the sign. They will remain at the scene of the crime. Candle threw away the stick and sipped her wine on the chair with her legs crossed. Lu Chang leaned to the ground, and the painting was of a fanged demon, with two long axes crossed under the demon, very hideous.

"If you meet it, run away, you can't beat it anyway." Candle sound reminder.

"Still have questions?"

"Yes, yes," Lu Chang said smoothly, "Is there really a soul when a person dies?" ”

"I don't know."

"Huh? The underworld..."

"Haven't been or seen before. There is also the noon realm, which is said to be the place where people who stay between death and life, and there is no end. ”

"Supposedly? According to whom? ”

"Textbooks."

Candle Yang raised the PHS in his hand, which was no different from Lu Chang's PHS. It reads-

"Candle, you talked about the training of new members this year, just like I told you back then." Signed Mrs. Changle.

Lu Chang was speechless for a while.

"I'm done, if you don't understand, you can ask Madame, I'm going back to sleep." Candle finished Madame's explanation, her face was full of pride, and her blush deepened.

"Oh, oh, oh."

They continued along the river. The pink oleanders on both sides bloom vigorously, draped in the shadows of the night, like a veil.

"What do you mean by saying that the rules have changed a bit?"

"It means that we also have to take care of this kind of unpaid case today." Candle pouted, and his face was instantly unhappy.

"Why would..."

"We have cooperated with the police. Some high-level people came up with cooperation after knowing our presence through the axeman. Sir is the person they sent to work with us. Originally, we were only involved in cases related to the axeman, but now we have to help with everything that involves spirits. In short, they were too kind to bully Madame. ”

"That sir, have I seen him?"

"No, but I'll see you tomorrow morning when you get the results. That haggard uncle with a stubble on his face is. The axe man killed his fiancée. ”

"So he's a hungry wolf." Candle whispered.

Archives.

A man sits at his desk, stacked in front of him with a thick stack of files.

Dossier in the hands of a man, striking picture, woman in a wedding dress lying on the ground with a red rose in her heart.

The man lowered his head, unable to see his expression, and smoked silently.

"Here again, sir." Mo pushed open the door and walked in, "It will take five to seven days to compare the fingerprints of the theft case the day before yesterday, but the results of the corpse test of the murder case yesterday have just come out." ”

The man looked up and snorted. Asked

"Amo, how many years has the special task force been established?"

"Probably... Three to four years. ”

"Three years, seven months, and twenty-two days. During these times, we have incorporated psychic abilities and united with the Moon Society, but there is not even a trace of a criminal. ”

"Don't blame yourself too much." Amo reassured.

"I don't care anymore." The man extinguished the cigarette hard.

"I'm going to interrogate that person again." He walked out of the house, "I must let them, pay with blood." ”