Chapter 234: Let the ancestral tomb "rest and rest", you can't always smoke it

The Witch of Mary was about to say that their intelligence bureau could help, and they didn't need to worry about Yan Jiu too much.

Lang Zongyi's eyes were quick, and he led Yan Jiu away: "I won't let you manage it alone." โ€

Yan Jiu was satisfied.

She handed over the mess behind her to the people of M, and did not hesitate to be the shopkeeper.

When Yan Jiu finished burning the roses in the glass room and was about to leave the school, the witch stopped her.

Yan Jiu touched his chin: "All in all, it means to let me change jobs." โ€

The Witch of Mary nodded.

Yan Jiu asked, "Can you also give me triple my salary from time to time?" โ€

Maria Witch: "......" triple salary? Lang Zongyi, this guy doesn't want to be so rolly!

She thought for a moment.

In order to keep Yan Jiu, a "humanoid killer", she still decided to make an exception for the Special Intelligence Bureau.

And then I heard.

Yan Jiu waved the two cards in his hand: "Can you also give me a 100W card from time to time?" โ€

Maria Witch: "...... "Please, the monthly salary of everyone in our bureau is not a million!"

They don't have a wealthy bureau like Lang Zongyi, and their salaries have always been very fixed.

The hesitation of the witch of Mary was seen by Yan Jiu, and Yan Jiu didn't want to turn around and leave.

"Yes!"

The voice of the Witch of Mary is OK.

Success silenced Yan Jiu.

Yan Jiu didn't want to change jobs at all, she told the witch of Mary that her salary, in addition to showing off, was to make it difficult for people to retreat, after all, it is estimated that only Lang Zongyi in the world can give her a high salary.

I didn't expect Maria to be a "gentleman".

The Witch of Mary reluctantly said, "I can pay for it as long as you want to stay." โ€

The first time she learned that Yan Jiu was from Mr. Hong, the secret of "Starry Night" was cracked by a Z countryman, which was unbelievable, and at the same time, she really wanted to make friends with this person.

And when the Witch of Mary found out about Yan Jiu's deeds on the Internet and her behavior in the Psychic Academy, the Witch of Mary couldn't hold back her "joy to see the hunt".

For the proposal that the Psychic Academy should be owned by Yan Jiu, she was the first to agree to Lang Zongyi.

In the face of true power.

Only friendship, not evil.

The Witch of Mary repeated: "I am from Fei. โ€

Don't wait for Yan Jiu to refuse.

Lang Zongyi's voice came from the side.

"At your own expense?"

Maria Witch: "......" Oops, digging into the foot of the wall and digging in front of people.

She looked at Lang Zongyi, and doubts slowly rose in her eyes, not quite understanding why this person was not dead.

Four years ago.

The crystal ball told her.

The metaphysical world of country Z will usher in great changes, after the death of Lang Zongyi, the special bureau will be leaderless, and at that time, it will be the time for their national intelligence bureau to show its prominence.

Unexpectedly.

Lang Zong's life is so hard.

I didn't expect it.

There will be a variable of Yan Jiu.

The Witch of Mary is not afraid of Lang Zongyi, and she proposes that Yan Jiu has the right to choose: "Her existence is a treasure for all mankind, and Your Excellency should not restrict her freedom too much." โ€

Lang Zongyi took out a pen and paper and wrote down a series of numbers: "It is recommended that Ms. Maria go to the hospital to check for cognitive impairment." โ€

The Witch of Mary looked at the phone call of the director of an internationally renowned hospital, and her face was a little polite.

Lang Zongyi glanced at Yan Jiu and said bluntly: "Don't you leave yet, are you waiting for New Year's Day abroad?" โ€

Yan Jiu immediately gave up watching the play.

Bumpy to keep up with Lang Zongyi.

The Witch of Mary did not give up and said: "Your Excellency Yan Jiu is not an appendage of the Special Bureau, I always have to ask her opinion, what if she wants to come to our Intelligence Bureau?" โ€

Yan Jiu: "......" I didn't, I wasn't, she was talking nonsense!

She quickly shook her head.

Put the attitude of rejection out there.

Lang Zongyi only said: "Let the ancestral tomb of the Maria family rest and rest, you can't always smoke it." โ€

He walked steadily, and when he answered the witch of Mary, he didn't even pause, and when Yan Jiu shook his head, he sped up his departure.

The Witch of Mary looked at their backs.

Lang Zongyi's appearance is not common.

She knew that her behavior would cause people to be displeased, but in order to keep Yan Jiu, she was not afraid of offending Lang Zongyi.

But I forgot that Yan Jiu would be unwilling.

She watched quietly.

The warm light hit Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi's bodies, which made the two people walking side by side have a different kind of match, and no one could get close to them and separate them.

The Witch of Mary sighed.

She did her best.

The priest walked over, and he was puzzled: "Why do you want Yan Jiu, an unstable factor, to take over the Psychic Academy?" โ€

The Witch of Mary smiled meaningfully: "As long as she is inseparable from the Psychic Academy, she will not sit idly by and ignore Country M, just a school, if she wants, my position as director can be given to her." โ€

The pastor hurriedly said, "Please be careful! โ€

The Witch of Mary smiled.

It's not that their intelligence bureau didn't pay attention to the Psychic Academy, even if it was lurking like the Special Bureau, they couldn't find a way to bring down the Psychic Academy, but Yan Jiu had it as soon as he came.

Yan Jiu used the simplest and crudest way.

In just three days, he found the evidence of the Psychic Academy's crimes, and it didn't take down everyone with much effort.

The little ones in Room 101 were tossed so badly by Yan Jiu, but they were still willing to follow Yan Jiu.

Here's why.

The priest thought for a moment, "It's a pity that the headmaster escaped. โ€

The Witch of Maria smiled and closed her eyes: "The crystal ball told me that he couldn't escape. โ€

ยท

A deserted garden far from the psychic academy.

The shrubs are overgrown with weeds.

Wildflowers on the ground were trampled under their feet.

The headmaster was in staggered shape.

Holding on to the old wall to stand firm, he was afraid that he would almost die in Yan Jiu's hands.

Thinking of Yan Jiu's ease when he did it.

The headmaster was sweating profusely.

Suddenly.

A voice with an elongated tail came from above: "Look, who made our headmaster so embarrassed." โ€

The headmaster jerked his head to the source of the sound.

Lady Rose, dressed in a long black dress, sat on the wall with an umbrella, and blood-red roses bloomed all over her long dress.

She seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Just wait for the moment to intercept and kill the principal.

Madame Rose smiled softly, "Honey, long time no see. โ€

The principal's pupils shook: "How could you possibly get out of the seal of the playground!?" โ€

The breeze blew the roses on the hem of Madame Rose's dress, and with the help of the rose petals, she floated down the wall: "Thanks to you, I have collected 99 souls. You told me that bad boys are to be punished, and I'm here to punish you~"

Madame Rose closed her eyes and recalled, "You deceived me with rhetoric, leaving me with the loss of my teeth and abandonment by the Bloodline. You want to use my blood to raise the first roses, and don't forget, roses belong to the same rose, and I can get the power you get from them. โ€

After losing the ability of the Bloodline.

She can't protect the Rose Manor.

The white rose is dyed red with the breath of death.

The vast Rose Manor has been razed to the ground and turned into a playground, and they want to suppress her with the breath of people.

But she didn't know that the human beings who sacrificed to her every year would become her nourishment.

She waited for the sun to fall on the roses again, and for the 99 souls who died because of the roses.

Finally.

She waited.

Hughes was the last of the wronged souls.

Time slips through your fingertips.

Blood writes the melody of death, and the once-illustrious headmaster is forced to swim shallow to the bottom of the eerie sea, savoring Madame Rose's past experiences.

The pain of having your teeth removed.

Skinning cramps are painful.

The pain of becoming a prostitute.

The pain of death and soul.