The next day.

The silent attic is no longer silent.

From time to time, it bursts into laughter.

"Ah Jiu, do I look good in this?"

Yan Jiu nodded perfunctorily: "It's good-looking." ”

"What about this set?"

Yan Jiu continued to perfunctory: "It looks good." ”

She didn't lift her head in reply.

After being ruthlessly perfunctory, the owner of the laughter was not angry, and she continued to turn around and change her clothes.

The speed at which the outfit was changed in that second.

It is obvious to conclude that she is not human.

The glass window reflected a cold beauty with long hair and waist, barefoot in a long crimson dress.

The skirt is staggered with the dark lines of the red heart Q in the playing cards, and the long skirt is ankle-length, and she is more and more petite when she is in her early sixties of one meter.

The tunic skirt had two silver chains.

One of the waist chains still has a broken blade hanging from it.

Yan Jiu printed out a pair of Lolita boots that Jiang Azi fancied, and a fire ignited from her fingertips.

Like those clothes scattered all over the place.

Yan Jiu burned it to Jiang Azi in the same way.

Jiang Azi quickly put on her shoes, she held her chin, and gently lay beside Yan Jiu: "I love Ajiu the most." ”

Yan Jiu was unmoved: "No matter how much you love, there is no printing paper, and today's dress-up game is over." ”

She pressed her index finger against Jiang Azi's head.

He handed the two sheets in his hand to Jiang Azi.

Even if the Earth Bound Spirit is freed.

Eternal life and eternal life can not be reincarnated.

In the choice of becoming Yan Jiu's inspector and wandering around, Jiang Azi decisively chose the former.

This is where there is a costume change.

When I was looking at the list in Jiang Azi.

Yan Jiu burned the work card to the other party again: "Clean up the room on the west side of the first floor and use it as a morgue, dear Miss Admission, you are going to officially take up your post today." ”

Jiang Azi happily clipped his work card to the chest of his coat, and Shi Shiran bent over: "Obey, my curator." ”

She's addicted to drama.

The image of a maid is vividly performed.

In order to prevent Jiang Az from being stimulated by the rosatocross again.

Wait until Jiang Azi leaves.

Yan Jiu lit up the search page on the tablet.

She'd just double-checked.

The rose is a symbol of love.

It represents romance and beauty.

The cross is the emblem of the Asura clan.

Represents death and despair.

There are people who forcibly entangle romance and beauty with death and despair, and I don't know which one of the brainless nerves is wrong.

At the same time as Yan Jiu complained about the Rose Cross.

Far away.

A masked man with an iron-red mask wrinkled his nose, and he held back to keep from sneezing.

He gently stroked the mask on his face.

Carefully as if he were serving the old master.

The mask is surrounded by a strange circle of crosses, mysteriously revealing a hint of murderous aura.

Obviously.

The cross on his mask was unusual.

In front of the masked man.

It is a mirror that can reflect the other.

The interior of the mirror is lavishly decorated in contrast to the cave environment in which the masked man lives.

The two are not at the same level at all.

The mirrored suite is exquisitely furnished and extravagant.

All furniture is expensive.

Who is comfortable.

Who is shabby.

Glance.

The masked man looked at the man in the mirror and said in a deep voice, "Find out who killed 1009?" ”

In the mirror, on the boss's chair behind the desk, there is a person who can't see clearly.

Hear the words.

He shook the cigar in his hand.

The masked man frowned: "Beihai's formation was suddenly broken, you are the closest to Beihai, do you have a clue?" ”

The cigar man shook his head again.

This moment.

Even if the two are far apart at this time.

Nor could it stop the Masked Man's desire to destroy.

The masked man's falcon-like eyes flashed with displeasure.

The devastation of terror rushed up like a tidal wave.

Destroyed the cigar man...... of seats.

The masked man was a little amused, and he snorted coldly, "Who do you think you're talking to?" ”

The cigar man fell to the ground.

I don't care about the pain of the back of my hand being burned by a cigar.

The cigar man hurriedly knelt down at the masked man.

Obviously, he realized that this masked man was not the other masked man.

He trembled and didn't dare to look up.

Lest I disagree.

The next thing to be destroyed was his head.

Communication is unilaterally cut off by the Masked Man.

The masked man looked around.

I looked at the masked people around me one by one, both in terms of clothing and dress, like copy-paste.

Even if they look the same.

But.

He is distinctly different from the other masked people.

As soon as you can see it, the awe-inspiring momentum around him is enough to force anyone to death.

The masked man snorted coldly, leaving a sentence before disappearing in place: "When the prophet returns, let her contact me." ”

Before the masked man leaves.

The people present did not dare to breathe.

lest they be swept away by the wrath.

·

Yan Jiu didn't know what was happening in the distance.

She's getting a lot of attention online.

Now.

Yan Jiu is staying in a short video.

And the popularity of her live broadcast room has risen to 2.3 million.

Although the number of fans has not exceeded 2 million.

But if you think about it, it's not far off.

With Yan Jiu, he will watch a short video for a while.

Netizens moved with Yan Jiu's gaze.

It is rare for the two sides to be so harmonious.

[The feeling of watching a video across two screens is different, it's simply obsessive.] 】

[Heheda, are you obsessed with short videos? I'm too embarrassed to break you! 】

[Since watching the live broadcast of the anchor, I haven't slept well again, so I have to pull the whole family together. 】

[Family: Tui, you have been expelled from the household register! ] 】

[The anchor is now the first hot search in the same city, and after the first hot search in the country, he can enter the world~]

[Do you all have cat cakes, and you like to watch the live broadcast of death as much as I do. 】

[Reply to the friendly army upstairs, your friend's is not obvious, the knife is confiscated, and the burial is thick.] 】

[The child is still young, and he hasn't gone through this kind of battle, can Jiu Ye be lighter and be gentle with others? 】

[I want to get off the bus, this is not a car to kindergarten!] 】

[Sisters, please put on the bitter tea seeds. 】

Yan Jiu didn't know about the comments on the Internet.

She was wondering if it was a water reversal today.

I watched it for most of the day.

I didn't find a single customer in the same city.

Just when Yan Jiu was silent.

A private message that was followed by Yan Jiu attracted her.

Yan Jiu decisively withdrew from the live broadcast.

Click on the background private message.

[Hello, I am the lover of the five-star detective, did you tell my husband that you can contract the funeral needs? ] 】

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[All of them, as long as my husband can walk decently, my contact number is 17xxxxxxxxx. 】

【^_^ Okay dear, I'll contact you later.】 】

Yan Jiu hadn't started to react yet.

System: [It's not easy, this brother can still give us such a big fortune after he dies.] 】

Yan Jiu also didn't expect it.

She made a bet with the five-star detective.

The other person's lover will really take it seriously.

did not resent her because of her comments, and could only say that the other party really married a good wife.

When Yan Jiu stood up.

Jiang Azi immediately came over: "Is there a business again?" ”

Yan Jiu touched his chin: "Well, a hearse is urgently needed at this stage, and we will go out to buy a car later." ”

Jiang Azi nodded: "Can Ah Jiu drive?" ”

Yan Jiu: "......"

That's a fucking good question.