"She peeled the walls open and stuffed these things in?"

Ning Lu couldn't bear to look at the black cat corpse.

"Not only that, but everything in the entire room has been completely stripped of a layer of skin."

Sang Ziqing reached into the crack in the wall and pulled out a light metal aluminum coat.

Thin as a cicada's wings, it shines in the sun with a warm color.

But what's the point of that? Fingerprint removal? Then she could have hidden the body in the wall so that the murder would not even go unnoticed! Ning Lu asked puzzled.

Sang Ziqing took out the lace-edged purple underwear and put it on his chest to compare it, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Great!

"I think she must have a strange attachment to things like clothes. And it's provocative. ”

"So, shouldn't she be the one who killed Yang Tianfu?"

Ning Lu snatched the peach-colored object in Sang Ziqing's hand, and her face was flushed with indignation.

The heavy feeling is very different from what I usually use.

When I think of my twenty-seven-year-old self, this sense of annoyance and anger grows even deeper.

"Ahem..." Sang Zi cleared his voice and said solemnly, "I care more about the final result of this formation, as well as the evil organization that has infiltrated my country..."

The strange characters in the formation are not like the words in Chinese history, and the strange beast is more like a strange product of the combination of East and West.

"There has been a change in the room, and the black cat needs to be dealt with properly."

"Mobilize your authority to bring the Guardian on patrol closer to the address of the women on the list..."

Before Sang Ziqing's words fell, there was a bumping sound outside the door.

Tian Xiao broke in with a bloody embarrassment:

"Team Ning! Dr. Sang! ”

Sang Ziqing didn't say anything, just tapped the black-robed corpse with his hand.

"Oh-"

The baby-faced boy let out a long sigh, his face covered in black lines.

Since joining the team, this kind of heavy dirty work has been thrown on me.

The ability of the space in the abdomen does have a lot of convenience, and if you think about it for a long time, you won't have many complaints.

It's just that when carrying something, I always have to suppress the strong feeling of gagging in my heart.

"What's going on with you?" Sang Ziqing asked.

The sudden concern made Tian Xiao burst into tears.

"Ah, Dr. Sang, I met a fallen mutant when I came here, and I killed it with my hand. That guy is really ugly, like a manta ray, with big wings flapping, but there seems to be no bones under the skin..."

"I think it must have bloated bumps on its body from time to time, and it acts like a quilt with a thread off, even if it moves the quilt cover, the cotton ball inside is still unmoved." Sang Ziqing took Tian Xiao's words.

"Absolutely, Dr. San. Were you there? This description is really apt, I feel that the skin of the xenomorph is pulled by an inexplicable force, but the flesh and bones in the body are motionless! ”

Tian Xiao wiped his nose, and the admiration in his eyes deepened a little.

Sang Ziqing's face was gloomy, and he turned to look aggrieved, staring at Ning Lu who was dressed in an exaggerated manner with teary eyes:

"It can mobilize the ability from a long distance, and it can even be given, and this time the opponent's level is conservatively estimated to be at the top of the chaotic torrent. What to do? I'm so scared..."

"Lie to you!"

"Disgusting!"

Ning Lu just wanted to rush forward, but her body froze, and she rolled her eyes and scolded.

"I don't understand, Dr. Sang, do you know the identity of that alien?" Tian Xiao asked.

"Because you've stepped into disorder, it's no wonder you can't recognize it." Sang Ziqing pointed to Lin Meiyi on the side, "It's probably this guy's [clothes] that were forcibly put on another body." ”

Tian Xiao was like thunder, and he felt that his throat was itching and unbearable.

Ning Lu pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Doesn't that mean that there is another corpse?" ”

"Of course! I'm not a woman, but occasionally I have such thoughts, this dress is so beautiful, but it's a pity that it doesn't match the wearer, if it's so-and-so, it's fine, if it's me, I will definitely be able to control it..."

Sang Ziqing covered the light aluminum clothes on the square wooden table.

The size is completely mismatched, the extra piece on the edge of both sides hangs straight down to the ground, and the upper and lower sides in the middle do not completely cover the table top because of the lack of width.

"Let's go, next!"

He patted Tian Xiao on the shoulder: "It's hard work, buy a cup of milk tea on the way and ask Ning Lu for reimbursement!" ”

······

Twin Towers, 17th floor, in the restrooms.

Bai Qiongshi stood in front of the mirror, ruffling a few strands of messy hair.

Her complexion looked good, and her pale face gradually regained its rosiness.

"It's over, all the nightmares... If I had persevered a little more yesterday, would the result have been different? ”

Xiu Jingjiao's beautiful face was shrouded in a layer of haze, and it refused to disperse between her eyebrows.

She put on some light makeup, applied some lip balm to her dry and peely lips, and then slapped her face to refresh herself.

"I wonder if that madman is pestering you again? When in the corridor in the morning. ”

Yang Susu's sudden words frightened Bai Qiongshi's body trembling, and the lip balm in her hand fell into the sink.

"Sister Su Su... Ahh No, he just asked me something, and the man looked strange, but there should be no ill intent. ”

"I thought that young people nowadays have developed some strange ways to pick up conversations to attract your attention?"

Yang Susu's tone was somewhat angry.

Bai Qiongshi's cheeks tried their best to pull the flesh and blood, but in the end it ended in failure, and she smiled bitterly:

"In such a violent way, if you really pick up a conversation, I guess people will be scared to death... And in this world, not everything comes from love..."

Bai Qiongshi has her own speculation about Sang Ziqing's identity.

In this high-pressure atmosphere, there is no room for a person to be sentimental.

"Is there anything else, Sister Susu?"

"Well, my boyfriend and I are just getting engaged. In this strange city, I don't have many friends, and the younger generations have gone one after another, and most of them have lost contact, and there are only a few of you friends. So I discussed it with my fiancé and invited you to my house tonight. ”

"Ahhh It's so nice..." Bai Qiongshi lost her mind and said.

The face in front of him was full of happiness, like a ghost tortured in hell, and people couldn't help but tremble.

"That's nice..." She repeated, a pale, dead silence in her voice.

"So do you have time, Liu Ying, they have already agreed! Oh, good sister, you can come along! There's something else to celebrate besides my engagement, isn't there? ”

What Yang Susu said was the death of a scumbag boss.

She took Bai Qiongshi's hand and kept talking, her joy was beyond words.

"Hmmm..."

"See you at seven o'clock in the evening!"

Seeing Bai Qiongshi nodding, Yang Susu left satisfied.

"That's nice..."

"That's nice..."

Ghostly gloomy words echoed in the cold silence of the restroom.