Your sister is a demon party!

Zhou Qingfeng tilted his head sideways, his eyebrows cold.

Uncle, I just wore a demon mask that I played with as a child, and I used it to cover my face, why did I become a demon party?

Linda herself wears a gorgon-like mask and beckons the female reporter and videographer into Hashem's lair. Her sentence in front of the camera greatly exaggerates the significance of the whole filming process - this should be the first time you have photographed a goblin lair full of sin and darkness, and I hope you will shoot it well and tell the world everything about it.

Linda mingles in the underground society, she has an older brother who works as a 'cleaner', and she also has an open bar that welcomes all kinds of people. She understands the dark side of society more thoroughly than Zhou Qingfeng. When the camera enters the first floor of the nest, she acts as a docent to explain the origins of the place.

"Every year, a large number of people go missing in Pall. Few people know where these people went? And no one cares what happened to these people? The media never reported it, and the police were powerless to follow up. ”

"It's often young women who go missing, and there's a huge evil industry that has devoured them, and they're not even left with slag. They may come from poor families in Eastern Europe, they may be maids who have been tricked into working from Southeast Asia, they may be lone women traveling in Europa, or they may be students studying in Paoli, and they may be stupidly jumping into traps. ”

"See these bodies? Goblins from North Africa or Central Asia, the population of this ethnic group in Gaul has increased dramatically in recent years. Has anyone ever wondered how these millions of people survive? No, the media never reports it. All they would say was how welcoming the Gauls were to these goblin refugees. But in reality, they are cancers. ”

"This is the basement, do you know who is in the body bags?"

"This is the business floor, you should really have a good interview with these poor trapped girls. Hear how they were held here and abused. Investigate how many innocent people have been killed in this goblin lair? This includes even young children. ”

"Do you know who these corpses are in the room? It's the goblin commoners of this neighborhood. They know it exists, and they're happy to spend a little money to have fun. They base their happiness on the misery of those poor girls. The goblin boss who benefits is the one who controls it. ”

"You must ask, why didn't anyone come to the rescue of these poor victims? Why didn't anyone come and destroy this lair? The media should really ask this question. Because the officials weren't going to come to the neighborhood at all, so we came. ”

"We were the ones who set fire to the temple in order to distract the goblins and make sure our rescue operation was unhindered. As for how many goblin civilians died in the process, we don't care. Because we believe that only violence can cleanse this cancerous race. ”

"While others are proud of Gaul, I am deeply ashamed of its depravity. For this reason I am willing to bear any sin just to cleanse the world of all evil. ”

During the whole filming process, Linda talked eloquently, the female reporter was trembling, and the microphone fell out of her hand several times, just because she saw a large number of scenes that made her feel like a nightmare.

Imprisoned women, tortured corpses, slaughtered goblins, all of these materials are too powerful, each of which can cause a super shock in the media world, and now it's all in one place.

Inisha even regretted walking into this goblin lair a little, because it was so eerie and terrifying, whether it was the decoration, the smell, or the sight, it was completely hellish. She finally looked at the camera, held the microphone and burst into tears, sobbing and saying, "I can't believe it's real, it's terrible, it's really terrible." I want to run, I'm scared to see it all. ”

The people Linda called took more than twenty minutes to clean up Hashem's goblin lair, they took the trapped woman who was still alive, filmed the entire lair, collected a lot of evidence from the scene, and even carried away the body bags in the basement. These people are quick and efficient, everything is done in an orderly and silent manner.

More than half an hour later, including Zhou Qingfeng, the so-called 'Demon Party' all withdrew. The fires in the outer neighborhood are also gradually being brought under control. Inissa and the cameraman walked out of the nest tremblingly, both of them had blank brains and sweat, and they didn't know what to do.

The cameraman put down the camera on his shoulder and said angrily and frustratedly: "With the current trend of public opinion, it is impossible for the video we took to be played." That 'demon party' will soon be arrested, and the incident will be covered up. This has happened countless times, and there is nothing we can do about it. ”

"yes, I know what you say." Inissa only felt sick and uncomfortable. As if she had lost her soul, she left the neighborhood on foot, and saw reporters from several major TV stations interviewing her on the way. The goblin civilians wept in front of the camera, saying that they were moderates, that they should not be subjected to such a terrorist attack, and that the media and society should respect and protect them.

Ridiculous, ridiculous!

Back in his car, the cameraman was not too busy to leave. Instead, he imported the video into his computer for editing. Inisha asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Tonight's events are bound to shock the whole of Gaul, and we will both be found. Those 'demon party' people were so careless that they exposed a lot of details that would get trouble. I have to work on the video right now and cut out some of the frames. I'm going to get a few more copies and pass them on to some of my friends for safekeeping. ”

"You want to protect them?"

"No, I want to protect myself."

On the other side, Zhou Qingfeng and Linda and their group left in a bus. Except for the driver who focused on driving, everyone else looked at Zhou Qingfeng silently. He sat in the front seat of the bus, and he was also curious about how Linda had managed to find such a group of people. Judging by the proficiency of cleaning up the site, none of them are ordinary people.

Zhou Qingfeng was about to ask, but Linda broke the silence in the bus and said, "Okay, Mr. 'Demon' and I will get off at the intersection in front, and the 'driver' will take care of the rest." I know it came so suddenly, and it's irresponsible for me to drag you in. But I'm glad you all came to help me, and I'm very grateful. ”

The driver of the bus was a middle-aged man who also wore a ridiculous mask, and his height and physique were average, not outstanding. However, he can take over the rest of the mess and should be the leader of Linda's team.

He nodded with satisfaction with Linda's random 'code name' and said, "Very good, we will call each other by code names in the future, so it's safe."

As for tonight, I did choose to join on impulse. But no matter how it ends, I don't regret it at all. Because when I walked into that goblin's lair and saw the ultimate evils, I knew I had made the right choice.

Someone has to step up and stop this. As for the follow-up, I'll take care of it. Trust me, I'm a professional. ”

Zhou Qingfeng and Linda got out of the car, and the 'driver' continued to move forward with a group of people. Linda also has to go to retrieve her motorcycle. Zhou Qingfeng followed behind her, casually threw away the demon mask, and asked, "Who are you calling?" ”

"It's my friend, I thought it would be nice to come one or two to help, but I didn't expect them all to come." Linda returned to the side of the road where the motorcycle was parked, and said tiredly: "My brother has trained me for many years, but today is the first time I have shot and killed. I'm not very comfortable, can you drive me for a ride? ”

"Absolutely." Zhou Qingfeng got on the motorcycle, and Linda put her arms around his waist in the back seat. The two didn't know what to do next, but Coco sent a message and asked, "Victor, where are you?" I'm still waiting for you to come back, I really made dinner and I think you'll like it. If you're still busy, don't reply. ”

The time was more than nine o'clock in the night, and Zhou Qingfeng sighed after reading the text message. Linda asked him what was wrong, and he replied with a wry smile, "There's a girl waiting for me to come home for dinner." ”

"You're pretty happy." Linda glanced at Zhou Qingfeng's mobile phone, but hugged his waist tightly and didn't let go, pressed against his back, and said, "Please continue to take me for a ride now, because I also need your care." ”

Zhou Qingfeng was not busy starting the motorcycle, he called back the coco's number first. After connecting, Coco happily asked, "Victor, are you done?" ”

"Yes, it's over. But I didn't find Laura. Her phone still can't get through, I really don't know where she went? Zhou Qingfeng's heart was full of frustration, he caused a lot of trouble, but he couldn't solve the problem.

Hearing that the oriole hadn't been found yet, Coco was not in a good mood. The girl was very sensible, and whispered, "Why don't you go to Laura's apartment again?" Maybe she's gone back, but her phone is out of battery or her bag is robbed. After all, in Palla, it is common for things to be stolen and robbed. ”

A dead horse is a live horse doctor.

Zhou Qingfeng said 'um', saying that he would go and take a look. Coco asked again, "Will you come back to me?" It's a little cold, and if you come back soon, I'll warm it up again. ”

"Yes." Zhou Qingfeng still gave an affirmative answer. He was also a little tired, and he couldn't bear to let the girl's family continue to wait. "I'll take a look at Laura's apartment, and then I'll go to you."

Hang up the phone and the motorcycle starts. Linda lay on Zhou Qingfeng's back, hugged his waist, and set off for the 19th district of the city. Neither of them talked much along the way, and they were preoccupied. Zhou Qingfeng was sad, he thought that everything that had happened to go back in time had happened, and it would definitely be possible to save Huang Li. Can ...... now

Maybe tomorrow morning, the morgue will call again and ask him to identify the body.

Oh, no. He didn't call the police, no one would report to him.

Wait, maybe the blast police really come back, or even break into the door with loaded guns. It's not about the orioles, it's about him setting fire to the onion temple and slaughtering the goblin gangsters.

Ah......, a thousand things, what the hell is going on?

Why do you go back in time?

What does this mean?

Zhou Qingfeng's mind was full of mud, blowing the wind all the way, and driving for nearly an hour back to the 19th district, the 'Yamaha' motorcycle stopped under the apartment where Huang Li lived, and Linda, who was lying on her back, seemed to be asleep, and kept muttering. He looked up at the side of the road, looked at the dark and quiet window of Huang Li's room, and sighed again.

Eh......

Zhou Qingfeng raised his head again, blinked his eyes, not quite sure, and looked at the window of Huang Li's house again in confusion - it was pitch black, the lights were on in that room, and it was even a little crackling, and the sound of smashing things came out, and it was very lively.