"The vessel cracked, did that guy run away?"

"No, it seems to have been killed, by the same person."

"The same person?"

"The person who destroys the vessel is also the one who killed him, and even if that guy fails, he should have been locked up."

"It's not much better, it's good that we blocked the numerology first, but then we're going to deal with the police, as long as the guys from the URA Association don't notice us."

"It's good, just get some money down there, don't get involved in the above, there will be a Far East derby tomorrow, and those horse ears should be able to stop a little, right?"

In the western area of the foreign land, in front of the corridor of the first ring road in the south of Jinghuo Street, Ma Niang, dressed in a black suit, stood quietly, waiting for the few chatting gang members to pass by.

She stood in the blind corner of these people's field of vision, and with her rich experience as a spirit being, she was very familiar with such "hide and seek".

The real difficulty lies in pressing the resentment and irritability in my heart, and watching those people gradually drift away.

At this time, she has a sense of composure and restraint, and it seems that Omo will be a little surprised, surprised that she can see in the other party that she is like her sister is a little mature, and then sigh that these two people are indeed sisters.

Or maybe it's another, different from the mutual influence of blood.

But this spirit still dissipated, because she was about to keep up with the few people in front of her, but she heard an inopportune sound of brakes from behind.

"Commissioner Sunday, I brought what you wanted."

The sound of the greetings immediately followed by the sound of the brakes made her face collapse, replaced by the indifference and impatience that someone would have known.

"I should have said, don't call me that when you're out there." She turned her head to look at the abrupt conversation.

Long brown hair, a drop of white on the forehead, warm and aggressive eyes like rose-red, and the corners of the mouth are curved uninhibitedly.

If you talk about the first impression, anyone will think that it is a rather handsome and chic horse girl.

Dressed in a similar formal suit, with a surname like "symbol", she is unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people, but in her eyes she is just a bear child.

It's the old lady of the "symbol" family who forced herself into the trouble.

Sirius symbolizes, the pioneer of the interstellar 'expedition', who has returned from the arena of the city of Heaven's Gate for a short time, and has since done things that require her to wipe her ass, without the peace of mind of her sitting firmly in the student council.

"Why bother making this expression, tracking those minions won't be very fruitful, why don't you come back here, and then let's go online directly as the Central Question Committee?"

She proposes confidently, and she always does.

Since we firmly believe that "Sirius is the brightest star", it is necessary to have this indomitable strength and self-confidence.

But this fell in the eyes of Sunday Tranquility, just a child who couldn't see the stubbornness and willfulness of the world.

Just like this time, the other party and several other Ma Niang were defeated by the monster-like monsters in Nafu, and then they didn't find a good reason to fool the local police, so that they needed to come over to catch people by themselves-

Some people are addicted to food, but those who consider it as a symbol of the family are reluctant to use the power of the family, and instead ask for help as a member of the Central Committee under the name of the URA Association.

At the thought of this, her expression soothed slightly.

Sirius symbolizes that when she presses the button on the platform, causing the door of the back seat to open automatically, the passenger on display from the back seat makes her slightly startled, and then chuckles.

"The old woman agreed?" She asked, staring at the passenger who looked exactly like her, from her appearance to her size to her clothes.

The latter was quietly closing his eyes and breathing steadily, as if he were in a peaceful dream.

"Of course, I wouldn't steal anything like that."

Sirius, knowing that she was asking the old guy about his attitude, pouted.

"In that case..."

Suppressing the impulse brought about by the convergence tendency that came from the depths of his soul, Sunday Tranquility turned his head and glanced in the direction in which the two monsters had appeared before, thought for a moment, and scooped away the terminal.

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Sunday Tranquility: [In an Outland? 】

“？”

Omer, who was sitting at the door of the police department's intelligence room, looked at the communication with some surprise, and after glancing at the scattered police officers and other visitors around him, he immediately typed out a response:

[You may wish to speak bluntly]

When your message doesn't show failure, asking if the other person is in a foreign land is nonsense.

Can make this special horse lady talk nonsense to him...... Ormer thinks it's a big problem.

Sunday Tranquility: [Is that monster you?] 】

【… Could it be that you're here to warn me to be hidden? 】

Sunday Tranquility: [No, what do you think of that monster?] 】

[Originated from the negative emotions of a certain horse lady, artificially guided and formed, but lacked training.

It shouldn't be a finished product, and the police have also found a ritual field near the monster to strengthen and stabilize negative energy, but it is pointing to another small gang.

To be honest, I'm starting to wonder if the little gangs in the exotic land are all involved in this kind of business.]

Business?

Sunday Tranquility: [... Abduction and trafficking of horse girls? 】

[No...... Although there may be, but the negative energy of the two heads, I mean the horse-eared monster, both originate from the spirit of the same horse lady. That kind of spiritual loneliness, twilight, but the actual age may be young, and there is a pride that probably comes from strength]

Most of the obsessions that can condense negative energy come from impulsive and emotional young people.

Middle-aged people and even the elderly are not impossible, but the negative emotions that accumulate over the years usually lack some purity due to the self-regulation of the holder.

Do you understand what is called the ability of adults to resist stress and adjust?

Mature social animals will even hold on to a trick, and if they can't hold on, they will go to a psychiatrist.

There is really no channeling, fluctuation, and a road to the middle and elderly people who go to the black, but they are often found in places like the wanted list.

That's simpler, after all, every decent prisoner has a detective to sort out his information and information in order to have a chance to arrest him smoothly.

Sunday Serenity: [The scope has narrowed down a lot, but what evidence is this based on?] 】

[Observation, experience, conjecture, although it sounds unconvincing, I trust this answer sheet]

Sunday Tranquility: [Central Traison gathers all the G1 potential Mau Niang from all places Trason and other Ma Niang Academy, and there have been no missing cases in the last five years]

[Maybe sooner than five years?] But to be honest, with contemporary technology, as long as there is a spiritual body, there is no need to kidnap yourself to cultivate that monster.]

———— Tranquility shared a coordinate with you on Sunday————

Sunday Tranquility: [Come here when you have time, register number, ring the bell, someone will discuss the next step with you, maybe there will be a new commission you are looking forward to]

Sunday Tranquility: [Okay, don't disturb you and the group of girls' celebrations, see you later.] 】

Where is the celebration feast...... Ormer looked up again at the intelligence room, which had not yet opened.

The Penguin Logistics staff, except for Co Song, didn't pay much attention to bonuses and event information, and after finishing the work, they waited for Omer to settle the bill, and then left.

Although the Angel of Energy looks like he wants to stay, he is still dragged away by Texas.

Mostima disappeared at some point, and the goodbyes were all unilaterally said by the Angels.

But next to him there should have been a bread man, a croissant of the name 'croissant'.

But the baker is very busy, and he doesn't know how many part-time jobs he has taken on and how many businesses he has done.

After waiting with him for less than five minutes, he answered three phone calls, and the content of the unilateral call without hesitation directly involved the 'source', 'tariff' or something, and was soon called away by a new call.

It was Ormer who reminded her before she left that she would tell if there was progress in the case, and the latter mentioned that it was inconvenient to say this, and the two had some follow-up intersections.

A quick exchange of contact information.

Different from the previous QR code work number, this time it is directly the Line number and the phone number, but Omer is not very happy that he got the private contact information of one of the members of Penguin Logistics so quickly.

He was still thinking about the previous events, and then he was brought to Ma Niang's side by a phone call from Tranquility on Sunday.

Now that I think about it, since this case is quite involved, and it is clearly related to Ma Niang, the three goddesses have not moved, and I don't know if they don't ask about the world, or if they simply don't know, they can go to the back mountain again to try their luck when they turn around.

But tomorrow is the Far East derby, and I guess God will go to watch the game.

"Omer. Is Linton there? ”

His distant thoughts were interrupted by a greeting that had finally opened the door to the intelligence room, where a police officer was looking around with a few pages of papers, and then saw himself with his right hand raised.

"Yes, excuse me—" "Keep up, go and settle your bounty first." ”

"Okay."

Although the officer with the frown is not very friendly and even more impatient, when he hears the topic of income, these are all trivial.

And it is also understandable that the police are dissatisfied with the 'righteous and brave people' who have stepped in to kill the meritorious ones, not to mention that the performance here is quite outstanding, so that the police are relatively marginal.

Omer will not despise the security force because of this, after all, he knows that the police have always sought stability in the face of such cases, first considering the loss of building damage, and then considering the possibility of accidental injury.

- There is this time, and the passers-by who have been replaced by other meddlers have already been on it.

If passers-by can handle it, the police will also switch from being completely prepared to trying not to let passers-by cause undue damage and accidental injury, and choose to assist.

If passers-by can't handle it, then there's nothing to say, it's still the domain of the police.

Omer's gang belongs to the former, and the role of the police is behind the scenes, just like the compensation guarantee funds that will be mentioned when the bounty is settled at this moment, and there is also the follow-up information that Omer needs to ask about later.

There is quite a normal RPG quest chain that has to understand the inside story of various side plots, and after piecing together the final information, only to find the final boss, and when it will be defeated with the props associated with the boss - suddenly a van was parachuted, and a few people rushed out to divide the boss by three, and then turned back and asked the brave man who crusaded against the boss to ask for a 'side plot replay'.

Side plots? You want this? You've killed everyone!?

"Killing is just for safety, and in this day and age, the concept of death has to start with the soul, doesn't it?"

"Why don't I show you the bill for the Soul Gathering business?"

"This kind of thing should not be well revealed to citizens."

"Let's just talk about it, we need to confirm one thing from you before we make the information public."

"Confirm what?"

"Make sure that the group of girls you hired have clearly controlled the criminal, but you still deliberately came over to kill him when they were in a stalemate with each other, is it really just for safety?"

“… Is it necessary? This is not the time when killing people can save the message. ”

"Your race is a demon, Mr. Linton, and in order to suppress some accusations and doubts against you, sit down in front of the lie detector."

Accusations, questions?

It turns out that the reason for tossing in the intelligence room for so long even has its own part.

"Of course."

Omer sighed helplessly, unable to accuse the group of people of being cautious and careful.

Different from the police station on the surface of the Jiemen District, the vigilance of this group of people is indeed commendable, and the police officers who saw them along the way were more or less frowning, as if the case was always around, and there were always prisoners waiting for them to act.

In this atmosphere, even a newcomer will be more or less assimilated.

And with the rate of events in foreign lands, this attitude cannot be said to be overly cautious.

"Hurry up then, I want to get back to the surface by five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Of course, a few words."

The officer nodded, concerned about the timing of the offer.

But that's really just a time for a supermarket bargain near your address.

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