"Smack——!

The tough guy stretched out his hand and hit the back of Xiaojie's head again.

"How old are you, still homesick!"

Jj:......

It's his extravagant hope.

"I'm a state protection officer, so you can't be gentle with me!"

Xiaojie was angry and yelled at them quietly.

He is still in the period of voice change, and his voice is unusually hoarse and low.

It's like, fried - cat.

A female police officer in the agency reached out and touched Xiaojie's head, "Good ha, we are already very gentle with you, and everyone else enjoys this treatment." ”

Xiaojie: "......"

I feel that the hand on the top of my head is as heavy as a daughter.

He was afraid that there was some misunderstanding of the word gentleness.

"That ghost ....... just now" The hand movements on his head kept moving, and Xiaojie had already given up struggling, "She should be a high-level ghost." ”

"How?" The big sister above her head tilted her head and her voice was gentle.

"She'll search the space!" Xiao Jie was slightly excited, "The space suddenly twisted just now, and then, whoosh!" Boom——, pop! The ghost is gone! "She's definitely going to teleport somewhere else!" ”

There was a moment of silence in the air.

A group of people looked at Xiaojie with a look of pity.

In the end, it was the big sister who rubbed Xiaojie's head that broke the peace, sighed, and said earnestly: "Child, you can read novels, but you can't indulge in them, you remember well, you are a person with brains." ”

Xiaojie: "......"

Why do you think you are scolding him with this?

"But I really saw it." Xiaojie's tone was resentful, "That ghost was standing here just now, and then she was like this, like that...... Bala Bala Bala. ”

But he didn't give up, and continued to explain what he saw.

This is not the first time he has encountered this situation, and he is used to it.

"If you don't believe me, I can draw it for you!" After the explanation, Xiao Jiexiong was entangled, and he was about to take paper and pen in high spirits.

For police officers in a special department like them, a simple sketch is needed to know a little.

"Don't, don't!"

Someone quickly snatched the paper and pen from the table.

"Don't we believe you're not good yet, don't paint! We believe everything you say! ”

Everyone else nodded.

Look like we believe in you.

"You, you...... Hum! ”

Xiao Jie's eyes widened angrily, and he pointed at everyone tremblingly.

And then—

I just myself off and ran away.

There are so many people, he can't say it, and he can't beat it, what can he do.

Whew-

Watching Xiaojie run away, everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

It's really not that they want to dislike this child.

It's really because Xiaojie is the legendary - high-level hand handicap!

I don't know what the reason is, they speculate that their eyes are too good, so Xiaojie's hands-on ability is extremely poor.

With a simple square, he can draw the temperament of a three-year-old child drawing Picasso.

They looked left and right, and they couldn't see what he had drawn.

It's just the person who is handicapped.

He always thought he was very good at drawing.

Every time, the tools are carefully prepared, and the stroke by stroke is extremely serious and sacred.

I usually do it as a ritual.

And every time I forcibly invite them to watch.

He's a guy who takes an hour to get a line!

Paint a complete picture.

It's just a human face.

Calculate how much time it will take!

The waiting time was miserable!

So after accepting this stupid invitation for the first time, no one in the institution allowed Xiaojie to paint.

Anyway, they painted the faces of ghosts, and they looked at them as if they didn't.