After resting for about half a month, Zhuang Mengli's body gradually improved, and then said goodbye to Maoshan Mountain, the road was dangerous, she had to carry Jiang Xingyue on her back for a long journey, and went to the night city. "What? Do zombies get tired too? Jiang Xingyue asked, Zhuang Mengli said angrily: "No, just mountains and rocks, you can't stop me." "Excited by him, the wind under his feet, close to the rock wall, climb up, the peak of ten thousand miles will reach the top of the mountain in an instant, climb high and look, lightning and thunder in the distance, dark clouds are thick, it is the night city.

Here, is the place of exile by the gods, there are no stars hanging, no daylight, only the crooked moon, in the dark clouds and ripples, the two of them walked through the gloomy trees, came to the gate full of beasts, Zhuang Mengli gently turned the mechanism, the door suddenly opened, the straight tunnel like a bowstring, and the faint flickering ghost fire, looking at such a gloomy environment, Jiang Xingyue retreated, but the man's view of honor and disgrace made him feel that it was too embarrassing to run away at this time, so he simply turned his heart down and followed her down the stairs.

On both sides of the road, full of bright red flowers, according to legend, you can reach the netherworld, forget all the past, the female squire used to like this flower, the general planted it, occasionally see things and think of people, in order to send away the feelings of death.

Jiang Xingyue praised: "This flower is really extravagant. Zhuang Mengli broke off a branch of flowers on the other side and put it in his hand to look at it quietly: "No matter how many flowers bloom, they will wither and scatter." The intoxicating fragrance was intoxicating, and the petals withered like autumn leaves.

He didn't know that the reason why the flower on the other side is gorgeous is because it is irrigated by blood, only in this way can it bloom as beautiful as it was at the beginning, although it has the beauty of the heart, but it is strange and lonely, for the ruthless, it will fall into the beauty, unable to extricate itself, for the injured, the deceased will not return, the spring breeze is always there, although the viewers are different, but they are sad.

Out of the fire road, you will see the winding stone road interconnected, criss-crossed, like a hovering dragon, leading to the underground thousand layers of floating slaughter, the rock wall has been dug out of many grottoes, the statues in them have different expressions, there are fairy flying in the purple smoke, there are also the evil ghosts suffering in the hell, the most amazing thing is that the waterfall that is like the Milky Way Lagoon, flowing from the dome to the unfathomable underground, emitting bursts of thunderous roar.

And in the deepest part of the underworld, is the palace built of huge stones, here is ghostly and secluded, only the dissolved moonlight is sprinkled sporadically, but it is not enough to illuminate, the darkness makes people depressed, the architectural style is even more unique, although there is a Chinese-style dougong as the basis, but the use of Western stone materials, but the whole is not abrupt.

In the palace, the gentlemen and ladies are dressed in brocade clothes, kissing and handing cups in a dark environment, playing the world to their heart's content, the blood-colored roses bloom enchantingly in their cups, for them, youth never fades, they can squander at will, only to find when they approach, they all have snow-white skin, their pupils are shining, seeing Jiang Xingyue coming, their tongues are rubbing in their mouths: "It's the breath of human beings!" His blood must be sweet and delicious. "They drank animal blood all year round, and now they are hungry and thirsty when they see living people.

Zhuang Mengli blocked him with his graceful body: "This is my friend, who dares to touch him, don't blame me for being unkind!" Then she held up her glass and filled it with a glass of blood: "The incident happened suddenly, Dream Leave a cup of self-punishment, and salute the eternal night!" Although the zombies were not happy, they also raised their glasses to salute her.

Jiang Xingyue looked at their elegant manners and beautiful faces, and couldn't help but ask, "Are all zombies so elegant?" Zhuang Mengli said: "We are transformed by the living, so the youth is eternal, and the other part of the zombies are born of resentment after death, most of the bodies are rotten and deteriorating, there is no intelligence, they feed on the rotten flesh of the dead corpses, they are ugly and dirty, we disdain to be with them, so we set up our own door here." ”

"I see." Jiang Xingyue nodded, and asked again: "Why don't they do their business and have fun every day?" Zhuang Mengli leaned on the upholstered sofa, delicately holding a cigarette, revealing his long and icy legs, lined with a yellow ink-colored cheongsam, like the white moonlight flowing from the black and gold roses: "Floating like a dream, for the sake of joy, of course, you have to cherish it more." ”

Suddenly, there was an angry roar, breaking the silence: "Zhuang Mengli, how many times have I told you, don't bring humans here." "The person who spoke was the elder of the zombie clan, named Wu Ye, with long hair in a shawl, and an angular face, who had been honestly staying underground all these years, and had no quarrel with the world.

His blue eyes shone brightly, and after absorbing the essence of a hundred beasts for many years, his ability has reached a higher level, and he is a veritable blue-blooded nobleman, Zhuang Mengli hurriedly pulled him and introduced: "This is the policeman in charge of Mr. Wang's case, and it has a major role in clearing my grievances, Elder Wu, don't you mind." Looking at his unforcible gaze, Jiang Xingyue stretched out her right hand and said politely: "Elder Wu, please take care of me when we meet for the first time." ”

Wu Ye directly ignored his handshake and snorted coldly: "Mortals, they just like to be courteous when they have nothing to do." Like a sculpture, noble and inviolable, he said to Zhuang Mengli: "Forget it this time, don't take it as an example, sometimes it's better to be a grass than anything else." ”

Zhuang Mengli was shocked: "Elder Wu, I have something important to tell you, in fact, the female lu is not dead, but is sealed in five artifacts, this is one of them. Handing him the Tongtian Realm, Wu Ye concluded that the artifact was not fake, and hurriedly said: "If this is the case, there is hope for the Zhige Corpse Clan and the Underworld, I will immediately go to the master, by the way, Mengli, how is the investigation of Mr. Wang's case progressing?" ”

Zhuang Mengli replied: "This case was committed by Li Dachuan, and the corpse king Jingdan was released by him, but the real mastermind behind the scenes, I suspect it is Takeda Yixiong." Wu Ye only felt mysterious and mysterious: "How did you come to a conclusion?" Zhuang Mengli analyzed in an orderly manner: "The blue blood left at the scene, compared with your blood components, is extremely similar, and it is the same as the experimental results of Takeda Yixiong back then. ”

The speculation was well organized, and Wu Ye felt reasonable: "You go to Li Dachuan's company to collect evidence first, and this policeman can use his position to help you." Jiang Xingyue agreed, deploying the plan: "I went in on the grounds of judicial prosecution, anyway, Li Dachuan's tax evasion has long been revealed, and when the time comes, you will also disguise yourself as a police officer and take the opportunity to sneak in." ”

The next day, Jiang Xingyue came to Dachuan Group with a cadre of policemen, Li Dachuan stayed in front of the company's gate early, and his entourage ranked second. Jiang Xingyue didn't eat this: "Such a grand scene, I don't know, I thought Boss Li was holding a welcome meeting, but I was doing a routine inspection." ”

"That's, that's, can you not know? As the saying goes: Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, I, Li, have always had a clean breeze on both sleeves, and Deputy Director Jiang checked it. Li Dachuan nodded and said with a smile, which compared him to a ghost urging his life, Jiang Xingyue was so angry, but his appearance was still quiet, and he walked into the company step by step.

This Dachuan Group is not to say anything else, it is tall and magnificent, the sound insulation effect inside is very good, even in the bustling downtown area, there can be a quiet fertile soil, and the desks and chairs here are colored with vermilion lacquer, very warm, there is a feeling of being at home, Jiang Xingyue Chong next to Zhuang Mengli wearing a police uniform made a look, she quickly squatted down to pick up things, and successfully avoided the eyeliner.

Then she quickly took off her police uniform, changed into civilian clothes, with the help of the cover of the nepot-like curtain, smoothly drilled into the ventilation pipe, crawling forward, someone noticed the wind, looked back, the curtains floated, the light and shadow were mottled, but there was no figure, the end of the ventilation pipe, is the area indicated by the scanner, that is the place where only the experimenters can enter and exit, heavily guarded, she carefully hid by the wall to peep, picked up a mirror to look at the situation at the end of the corridor, in order not to attract attention, she pretended to dress up, and lit her lips with lipstick.

The expectation was not perfect, and two people suddenly burst out from the compartment on the left, they were wearing white coats, and when they saw Zhuang Mengli's suspicious appearance, they asked, "Miss, what are you doing?" Zhuang Mengli pulled back his hair, and the green silk spread out like a cloud, revealing a delicate face: "I'm pitiful in the mirror." The two looked at each other and smiled, thinking that she was lonely, lonely and self-admiring, but she couldn't count the machine spring that triggered the lipstick, and the two anesthetic arrows suddenly flew out, and the attack was insinuating, and it was impossible to prevent it, and the two were hit by the trick and passed out.

Zhuang Mengli skillfully took out the fingerprint soft rubber cover, pasted the unconscious person's hand on it, perfectly recorded the fingerprint, and then pasted the soft rubber cover on the authenticator of the elevator, and arrived at the fifth floor underground, where there is a hole, full of all kinds of research equipment, as well as the sound of the collision between the reagent and the beaker, Zhuang Mengli attached to the ceiling, Lan Zhi poked into the wall like an iron hook for more than half an inch, the researcher was busy in the dark, naturally she didn't have the heart to look up, she could sit back and look for evidence.

The research director seems to have a new achievement, dancing excitedly, and at the same time using himself as an example to educate the people around him: "Researchers should not have a narrow vision, but should look at the whole world and strive to change it, such as me." There was a sigh around, he shook his head, and walked back to his office as if everyone was drunk and I was awake, Zhuang Mengli jumped down, locked the door, and then put a dagger against his throat, like a lark silently: "Say, where is the information and authorization letter for researching the zombie virus?" ”

In the face of intimidation, the research director put on a righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor: "Scientists must be ready to sacrifice for the cause at any time. Zhuang Mengli deliberately teased this sanctimonious guy, and used the dagger as cold as autumn frost to swim around his neck: "If you don't say, whether this cut is deep or shallow, I can't grasp it." Although it was a soft speech, it made his cold hair stand on end, and he hurriedly said: "However, the eldest husband can bend and stretch, and sometimes he will be flexible, I tell you that it is Miss, spare my life." ”

The research director rummaged through the cabinets, searched for a few documents and handed them to her, Zhuang Mengli checked them word for word, and after confirming that they were correct, he smiled and said, "You are very honest." The heavy clock on the wall rang, prompting the urgency of time, she didn't think too much, jumped into the pipe to clean up the garbage, slid down, and fell into the garbage heap, but felt that the black smoke miasma, the stench was tangy, she loved cleanliness all her life, liked to use musk, but now it exudes the smell of garbage, and she couldn't help but complain: "This little slippery head, the dirty work is thrown to me, I am relaxed, and my aunt will not do it next time." ”

In the office area, Jiang Xingyue and Li Dachuan were nervous and fierce, like participating in a tug-of-war competition, you came and went, looking at a bunch of policemen as if they were colluding, pretending to look at the account books, Li Dachuan lost patience, and said with annoyance: "Deputy Director Jiang, you have been watching it for two hours, haven't you finished reading it yet?" By the way, don't look at the industry and commerce, it's not your responsibility. ”

The sound of "kicking and kicking" high heels hitting the ground came out crisply and pleasantly, like a beautiful playing, Jiang Xingyue had a bottom in her heart, and mocked: "Mr. Li, you know that I am coming, so I have to make the accounts in advance properly, I have to say, it is really high, but unfortunately you can't count it, and I also keep my hand." But seeing the unkempt Zhuang Mengli limping, he stuffed the document bag into his hand with a sigh of relief.

He didn't pay attention to her embarrassment, proudly opened the file bag, and read aloud: "Li Dachuan, this document has criminal evidence that you colluded with the Japanese company Takeda Group to resell biological and chemical weapons, harm your own compatriots, and then sell the antidote at a high price, raise the price of the medicine, and make huge profits, and it is stamped with the official seal and your signature, the evidence is ironclad, what else is there to say." ”

As soon as the content of this document was made public, everyone scolded wave after wave, and there were not a few employees within the group, and even worse, they angrily scolded their traitors and lackeys, after all, this kind of betrayal of their national interests made everyone scoff, Li Dachuan was like a deflated balloon, and shriveled: "I, I plead guilty, and hopefully, Director Jiang, I will be treated lightly." Jiang Xingyue said in a fierce voice: "Then it depends on your confession attitude, let me ask you, was Mr. Wang, who was killed a few days ago, did you design to kill him?"

Li Dachuan glanced at Zhuang Mengli with his eyes, knowing that this woman had a lot to do with him, and he didn't know how to answer, neither advance nor retreat, Jiang Xingyue stared at Li Dachuan directly, making him stunned: "Let me remind you, if you tell a lie, you will be punished for several crimes, and if you tell the truth, you can be lenient, now you know what to say." ”

Li Dachuan is a veteran of the rivers and lakes for a long time, so he naturally understood the sound of these words, so he told the process of committing the crime again, the difference is that this time the murderer changed from Zhuang Mengli to his hardcore subordinates, and the nature has also changed from a murder to a murder, the plot is vivid, the content is rich, and it is convincing.

This interrogation spread through the media, and the hardcore subordinate committed suicide by taking poison that night, because Li Dachuan promised to give his family a large sum of money if the East Window incident happened, which was enough to worry about food and clothing, but he wanted to come forward to face the crime, and now that the suspect is dead, the police only committed suicide in fear of the crime, and it happened that he could die without proof, and the case would be closed.

Walking to the roof of Dachuan Group, Jiang Xingyue looked at the clear and flawless sky, cloudless, blue as washing, and took a comfortable breath of air, once upon a time, breathing fresh air has also become a luxury, the city is full of greed and desire, and what enters the belly is also filthy gas, here, justice cannot be served, and crime cannot be punished, so he is determined to become a people's policeman and fight the darkness with his own strength, but now, he has also become tainted, in order to distinguish whether it is feelings or friendship, And to protect this woman who only nodded her head to herself, she turned her back on Fang Xuan when she was young, and she couldn't get used to seeing a little sin.

He overlooked the city he was fighting for, lit a cigarette, spit out a smoke ring, and sighed: "People walk in the rivers and lakes, how can they not get their shoes wet!" Zhuang Mengli sat next to him and accompanied him to watch the ukiyo-e gun, and Yuyin was tactful: "Mr. Jiang, the reason why you are favoritistic is because you can't let go of Mengli." Zhuang Mengli can read minds, knows his thoughts, and also lights a cigarette and sucks indulgently, with a faint smell of rouge in the cigarette: "I don't know when we have all become people we hate, I believe in Mr. Jiang's actions, and it has nothing to do with Fengyue, just love, so I do it, why not Mengli." ”

Jiang Xingyue patted her fragrant shoulder: "It should be between friends, isn't it?" He stood up and shook off the dust: "Let's go, this matter is not over yet, it's time to go to Takeda Yixiong to settle accounts." Zhuang Mengli smiled sweetly, like a blooming white lotus, happy that he could regain himself: "Wait for me to change my clothes." Stretching out her slender jade hand, Jiang Xingyue pulled her up and walked towards the afterglow of the sunset.

In the clothing store, there are a dazzling array of clothes in the window, Jiang Xingyue said: "You should also keep pace with the times, choose one, what style do you like?" Ethnic, hip-hop or casual? She picked and chose a lace outfit: "I like the colors of the night, so let's do it." "It's a typical gothic outfit with a tone as gloomy as a thunderstorm.

Jiang Xingyue reluctantly bought it, thinking: "It used to be retro, but now it's completely non-mainstream." However, the public's aesthetics may not be good-looking, and the goths can highlight the noble and elegant and cold handsome at the same time, which is something that other clothes can't do, but seeing Zhuang Mengli put on a skirt, like a rain of smoke and rain into Chengtang, the charm rippled: "How about it, can it still be called eye?" She wore this kind of depressing clothes, and she was still studded with flowers and gradually charming eyes, unable to hide the smell of wind and dust, Jiang Xingyue praised: "You look good in everything, and light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate." ”