After Qi Mu and the others left, the cat always sat leisurely on the boss's chair and sighed at the cigar.

Swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, raising Erlang's cat's legs, is a true master of the cat world.

The kittens sat at their desks, turned into customer service, and worked hard towards the computer.

Meow Meow Co., Ltd. is quite good. Their main job is to collect information and then sell it to customers in need.

Whether it is a private matter, a business, a business secret, or an extramarital affair, as long as you have money, it's fine.

To put it bluntly, it's a great intelligence dealer.

After all, cats exist in every corner of the world. Who hasn’t passed by one or two stray cats? It’s almost the same as the Beggars’ Sect in martial arts novels.

——"Ding Dong."

The Mao Zong’s phone rang, and it was still Huawei’s latest model. This is why it deserves its noble identity.

It opened WeChat and took a cigar.

The WeChat avatar is a cat.

And the sender's avatar is very familiar.

——【Miaomiao, Lord Qiyin. According to your instructions, I have disclosed the news to Qi Mu.】

——【Well done. I have already transferred your remuneration to your account.】

——【Received.Thankyou! Momoda. Meow.】

Mr. Mao flipped through the text messages on his mobile phone and found that he received a large amount of remittance from the bank account.

One hundred thousand yuan. The largest income this month.

The deal with the King of Hunting is indeed very trustworthy.

Well. The news about Geeky Street was revealed to Qi Mu on purpose.

Took them up and took revenge on the Ghostly Street. This is probably Qi Yin's idea. Mao is always a fool, and he can easily guess Qi Yin's purpose.

But... Meow! It has nothing to do with this Meow. The Cat is always at ease. As long as he has money, he is his customer.

It only recognizes money, not people.

Meow, Brother Qi Mu, if you die, don’t blame me. The cat always smokes the cigar again with satisfaction.

While Qi Mu and his group were gone, Lan Yi secretly took out his cell phone.

A person's phone number was called.

Originally, there was no telephone network on this ship, but as long as you do some tricks on your phone, you can talk to outside. This is not a problem for people with superpowers.

The phone is on.

"President." Lan Yi called the other party that.

"Lan Yi. Why are you contacting me now?"

"There's no way. I've been with Qi Mu and the others and haven't found a chance."

"Then tell me, after observing this period of time, is there any movement on Qi Mu?"

"He is not particularly abnormal."

The president said: "Continue to stare at him."

"By the way." Lan Yi said: "I found that there was someone around him who might be suitable to join us."

"Who is it?"

“Mikaka.”

"He? Why? As far as I know, he is just an ordinary good student. He does not meet our membership requirements."

"But." Lan Yi said: "I feel that he has this potential. Of course, this is just my intuition."

The president pondered for a moment and said, "You continue to monitor them. You cannot be discovered by them."

"clear."

Lan Yi hung up the phone and turned around, suddenly - "Wow!"

Oh my god! It's scary!

Behind him, Qi Mu was leaning against the wall, playing with an apple in his hand.

"When did you...you come in!?!"

It's silent, it would be strange if Lan Yi's soul is not scared.

"Just come in."

"Why don't you knock on the door!"

"This is our room, I'm going to knock on the door when I come back?"

"...You heard my conversation just now?" Lan Yi wiped his cold sweat.

“No. No.”

Qi Mu smiled at him, saying that he didn't hear a word.

I believe you, you bad old man!

Lan Yi was still scared and thought, this guy wouldn't have heard all the conversation just now.

This kid always looks mysterious all day long.

Too scary...

"I'll go take a shower first." Qi Mu said, then walked into the bathroom with his clothes.

Looking at his back, Lan Yi suddenly thought: The reason why Qi Mu asked to be in the same room with him was to take the opportunity to spy on his reality?

Sure enough, you still have to be extremely careful about this person.

After all, he is the legendary genius hunter slaughter...

In the real world. When Mikaka and the others were staying on the ghost cruise, it has been two days since the outside world.

Today, Mikaka hasn't returned home yet. He has been missing for two days.

Mom Mi was so anxious that she was like an ant on a hot pan.

In the evening, as soon as Mijie returned home, Mi’s mother ran over, holding his hand, and cried bitterly, “Xiaojie, is there any news about Kaka?”

Mijay tried hard to comfort her, "Mom, don't worry. I have assigned someone to find her. I will definitely find him."

"It won't happen to him, right? Woo-woo, it's all my fault."

Mi's mother covered her face and was about to cry. Mijie helped her to the sofa and handed her a tissue.

Mom still cried.

Finally, she walked to her husband's portrait and folded her hands together.

"Laomi, I have a heavy trust that I have failed to take good care of Mikaka. Woo woo."

Mijay also walked over, held his mother's shoulder, and looked at his father in the portrait. "Mom, I swear, I will definitely make Mikaka come back safely."

"real?"

"Um!"

As he answered, Mijay sighed in his heart. This idiot brother actually went to the Ghostly Street. I'm afraid it's so bad.

He never dared to tell his mother about this. The legend of the weird streets is getting more and more news, and even the TV media began to pay attention to it. No matter what, it was difficult to hide the massacre that night at the subway station.

Moreover, the media is everywhere. All kinds of rumors are rising, and the police are under increasing pressure.

And there is no news on SA. Who doesn't know what actions they will take.

Will my brother come back safely?

Sitting on the sofa, Mijay smoked a cigarette in distress. It was dark and her mother went to bed after washing up.

He was the only one left in the living room, meditating alone.

Mijay's memory is now back 17 years ago.

It was a rainy night. There was heavy rain on the street outside.

The weather forecast also indicates that a typhoon will blew the day after tomorrow.

It was only after ten o'clock in the evening. Dad hadn't come back yet. Mom turned the food hot and hot, and looked out the window worriedly. She hugged 10-year-old Mijie, "Xiaojie, your dad won't have any trouble."

At that time, Mijay could deeply understand his mother's anxious mood.

His father is a detective and runs on the front line all day long. His mother is always worried about his safety.
Chapter completed!