Combined with the words of the She brothers, it is not difficult to see the huge power of the "Rosaceicrucius".

What is revealed now is only the tip of the iceberg.

It can be seen from the burn man.

A necrophile who uses the power of zombies and the protection of the Rosicrucius to hide in the morgue to avoid everyone's attention and develop obscenely is arrogant and hateful.

So.

What role does the owner of the dice play in it? And why did you let the burn man go?

I have to say.

One of the methods of the Samadhi is successful.

If it weren't for the old man of the Liu family.

Yan Jiu would not come to the hospital at all.

If you don't come, you won't be able to discover the evil here.

Yan Jiu frowned.

She didn't believe it was a coincidence.

Except for the fate of seven or eight points.

The remaining three or two points must be deliberate.

Yan Jiu put the dice in his pocket.

If she doesn't feel wrong.

Behind her back, a pair of hands were pushing her to clear the clouds before the darkness, allowing her to clean up the filth little by little.

But.

Who could it be?

She couldn't even figure it out.

To know.

Rao is her master, and she doesn't have this kind of big spending.

Who else could be more powerful than her, better than her master?

Yan Jiu just thought of this.

Suddenly there was movement outside the door.

The next second.

Yan Jiu's body was covered by red dots on the riflescope.

She silently raised her hand.

Innocent as a passerby.

Half an hour later.

Yan Jiu was taken into the car.

Liu Fei sat in front of Yan Jiu.

"Meet again, Director Yan, tell me, how did you appear at the scene of the crime?"

"If it weren't for netizens calling the police, were you planning to outwit the fugitive criminals yourself?"

Yan Jiu sighed: "Speaking of which, you must believe it, I was just carrying a fruit basket to visit your grandfather at first. ”

Liu Fei, who is the grandson of Old Man Liu, but took the initiative to leave the Liu family for some reason: "......"

Yan Jiu said solemnly: "I didn't expect the hospital morgue to be weird, you know, I am a warm-hearted citizen, and I immediately decided to help the dean solve the problem." Miss Puff had an accident, I was also very sad, in order to express my apologies for not being able to save people, I am willing to deal with her funeral for free. ”

Liu Fei: Obviously Yan Jiu said it in an orderly manner, but why do I always feel that something is wrong?

Just when Liu Fei was at a loss.

A deep voice came from the side.

"It's rare to meet the right Curator Yan in the right place, is Curator Yan's house hot feet?"

The owner of the voice came out of the shadows.

The faint light of the car hit his face, darkening his turquoise iris.

It's Lang Zongyi, who hasn't seen him for a long time.

Yan Jiu: "......" He's angry with me!? Say I'm running around? Forget it, for the sake of him being a customer, let him be yin and yang...... Then again, why hasn't he gagged yet?

Her mind was racing.

At this moment, she couldn't help but associate the burns on the burned man's face with Lang Zongyi.

After all, Lang Zongyi can't be counted.

You must know that when she was young, after she learned to tell hexagrams, she was a little genius who could even count one or two as a senior brother.

Yan Jiu was inevitably a little puzzled.

Lang Zongyi's mortality rate seems to be a little higher again.

But it doesn't look like Huiga at all.

Particularly asked questions.

Infuriating too!

Ma Weiwei was behind Lang Zongyi, and waved his hand excitedly towards Yan Jiu: "Senior, senior~"

Liu Fei immediately stood up.

Transfer the case to Ma Weiwei.

Special cases are handled by special agencies.

This is the default of the departments.

Lang Zongyi replaced Liu Fei and sat in front of Yan Jiu.

glanced at Yan Jiu's thermos cup.

Yan Jiu blinked: "Director Lang, do you like this kind of cup too?" I can send you the link. ”

Lang Zongyi said: "Before sending it, I hope that Director Yan will take out the contents of the cup first. ”

Yan Jiu: "......" Is his eyes open? She had clearly drawn the isolation charm, how could he still find out?

No matter how confused.

Yan Jiu still cooperated.

Soon.

After Lang Zongyi was speechless, he asked as usual: "How does Director Yan explain these two snakes, and how does he explain the runic paper, Buddha beads, and dice with a rosicrucifix on his body." ”

In front of him were two snakes pretending to be dead, a pile of rune paper, a string of Buddhist beads, and a dice.

Between words.

Lang Zongyi looked at Yan Jiu unhurriedly.

Yan Jiu paused a little when her gaze swept over the stolen goods (paper), but she quickly calmed down.

It is so tiring to remove the "snake" for the people.

She deserves to be paid.

Yan Jiu was serious: "The director listens to me." ”

Lang Zongyi didn't move: "Hmm." ”

He uttered a muffled syllable through his nose.

Obviously there is only one word.

Yan Jiu interpreted countless questions.

You don't have to think about it to know.

He's a man who's so hard to fool!

Thereupon.

Yan Jiu chose to tell the truth.

She knew that in front of people like Lang Zongyi, any lie would have nowhere to hide, so it was better to confess honestly.

Anyway, there is no rule in the special bureau that you can't keep pet snakes, although snakes and snakes are a little extraordinary~

As for something else?

It all fell into her pocket all of a sudden!

Although the origin is evil.

But the way she did it was formal.

She didn't believe it.

That's what she said.

What else can Lang Zongyi do~

Yan Jiu shook his head and sighed: "What about the trust between people? Of course, I know that Director Lang must deal with it impartially and cannot bend the law with favoritism, if you still don't believe it, you can check. ”

After she finished speaking, she sighed faintly, as if she was looking at the Qingtian Lord who would not slander any good person.

Lang Zongyi: First of all, I want to praise you for your very good attitude, let me ask, can you reply to me ten sentences, and secondly, why can you not answer a single sentence on the topic?

Yan Jiu was afraid that Lang Zongyi would not accept this set of rhetoric, so she naturally began to change the topic and tell Lang Zongyi about the red chessboard grid line she experienced before she met the dice.

Lang Zongyi stared and thought: "Whether it is Go or chessboard, it is a cross array, using the domain to trap the opponent, but there are ninety intersections in chess, and there are three hundred and sixty-one in Go, how many lines and intersections do you meet?" ”

A person who patronized the study of why grid lines materialized did not count the number of intersections: "......"

Yan Jiu and Lang Zong looked at each other.

Silence hit both sides in the face.

Lang Zongyi was speechless: "Very good." ”

Yan Jiu was ashamed: "Praise falsely~"

Lang Zongyi rubbed his eyebrows.

Before today.

They judged that Rosatocross had more than one chain of criminal production, but only the line of entertainment companies was known.

They have also heard about the problems of the central hospital.

But because there really wasn't anything investigated.

There is no focus on it.

It stands to reason.

They should be grateful to Yan Jiu for his excavation.

But somehow.

Lang Zongyi always felt that if he thanked him on behalf of the bureau, Yan Jiu would definitely be able to kick his nose in the face.

It's enough to worry about it now.

He didn't want to bother anymore.

Think about it.

Lang Zongyi said euphemistically: "As the only eyewitness to this matter, if the murderer is caught and the people are harmed, Curator Yan's ...... must be indispensable among them."

Yan Jiu was pleasantly surprised: "Benefits? ”

Lang Zongyi continued: "Help. ”

The two said different things in unison.

After speaking.

The two were silent again.

Yan Jiu labeled Lang Zongyi as a PUA master, and Lang Zongyi became more and more sure of Yan Jiu's "insatiable desire".

Therefore.

The unpleasant conversation is over.

Push open the door.

Ma Weiwei and Liu Fei, who were eavesdropping, almost leaned forward.

Lang Zongyi glanced at Liu Fei and said something inexplicable: "Still unwilling to visit? ”

Liu Fei, who was joining in the fun, suddenly stopped talking.

He looked back at the inpatient floor of the hospital.

A belated apology is not an appropriation.

Late chagrin is not repentance either.

After all, once a wound has formed, no amount of good medicine can restore the skin to its original state.

He can't forgive his grandfather on behalf of his dead parents.

Yan Jiu suddenly stopped in front of Liu Fei: "Officer Liu goes up now, and he can see the old man for the last time." ”

The voice did not fall.

Liu Fei raised his head violently.

He was at a loss and stopped talking.

Finally.

Hurried towards the hospital.

(End of chapter)