"Silly boy, does this have something to do with the person you care about?"
The girl sighed, pulled up a chair and sat next to Wang Jin.
"Um."
The latter nodded, as if he didn't understand why Hu Xiaobei had such an expression.
Judging from the results, Li Hui was not deeply affected by pollution because of this.
Even if it is a coincidence, it is quite worthy of joy.
But this girl's face looked a little solemn.
The next second, he saw the piece of information hidden in the corner.
[At nine o'clock in the evening on the 12th, Jiuchun No. 2 High School flashed a blood-red light. 】
[At 9:50 p.m. on the same day, the bodies of fourteen victims were found.]
"They think this bloody light is the murderer."
Hu Xiaobei nodded, confirming Wang Jin's idea.
"The police are investigating under pressure, but there are no results."
"Public opinion has completely pointed at the bloodshed."
Wang Jin squinted his eyes, his expression a little complicated.
This news comes from a little-known non-governmental organization, but there are quite a lot of comments below.
After all, the incident happened at school, and the victims were not a small number.
The blood light is probably related to Wang Jue, this is a fact.
But he shouldn't show up at school unless there's some reason.
Coupled with the news just now that "the doctor may be hiding in the school"...
Things are a little complicated.
"This kind of thing takes time to brew. It's useless if you think about it so much."
"What you need to do now is to clear your mind."
Hu Xiaobei grabbed the phone, gently held Wang Jin's face, and asked the young man to look at him.
"Silly boy, I feel that you are tired and sad."
"Let you touch me until you are just tired."
The little fox jumped into the young man's arms with an expression as if he was ready to die.
"ha."
Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, and a touch of warmth flashed through his heart.
——
"it's dark?"
Zhao Guangming sat up from the sofa sleepily and rubbed his eyes.
Zhang Yi seemed to have left, and the cold man left quietly.
"That kid hasn't come back from his mission? Could something have happened?"
Zhao Guangming subconsciously picked up his coat and immediately saw the young man sitting on the chair with dead eyes.
"I'm really dying waiting for you to save me."
Wang Jin waved his hand and asked the gangster to turn on the incandescent light.
There was an intermittent sound of electricity, and the light bulb flashed a few times and began to emit a dry light.
"Ah...I fell asleep."
Zhao Guangming squinted his eyes and suddenly remembered that he had just read Wang Jin's report.
"You should be off work at this time, why are you free to come see me?"
The man grinned and collapsed on the sofa again.
Normally, he works the night shift.
Of course, this doesn't mean he's not here during the day.
To be precise, the Security Department office is his home.
"There's something I don't understand."
Wang Jin picked up an apple from the coffee table and took a bite, only to realize that it was not fresh.
"Feast's rating is B, but judging from the final battle, his strength is average."
"…generally?"
Zhao Guangming narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Jin.
He knew that the young man was very anxious now.
Unconsciously comparing my own strength with that of various monsters, thinking about how to win or escape.
He had tightened the strings in his mind too tightly.
He has also experienced this situation, so he can roughly understand Wang Jin's mood.
"I read your report."
Zhao Guangming lit a cigarette with a complicated expression.
"Guitan rating is a bit complicated, let's not talk about it for now."
"Let me review for you what it would be like if a normal tuner cooperated with the Suppression Department."
"The tuner's exploration will stop at the door of the house, and then he will be disturbed by the phantom on the way back to the team, and he will fall into madness or die directly, without even a chance to send back information."
The middle-aged man flicked the ashes from his cigarette and looked at Wang Jin.
"Even if the tuner is strong enough to escape, the Suppression Department's actions will not be easy."
"First of all, it's still the ever-changing phantom."
"Although the people from the Suppression Department can deal with it, they still need to pay a certain price."
"After dealing with the phantom, they will fight against the hundreds of fat men in the house."
"Of course, it is not impossible to directly bomb the Tiefu Tu."
"It's just that Ye Ying will take action to protect herself, and there is another powerful enemy."
"Butler, Ye Ying, feast, and overwhelming secondary weird stories."
Zhao Guangming paused, looked at Wang Jin with a complex expression and spoke again.
"You call this normal?"
"Not everyone is called a genius like the two of us. You have to understand this."
"I don't praise people easily, but you did a pretty good job this time."
The middle-aged man patted Wang Jin on the shoulder and gave a thumbs up.
"Understood."
The latter nodded and put the bitten apple aside.
"second question."
"That person, is he the type who kills innocent people indiscriminately?"
"Hiss...are you waiting for me here?"
Zhao Guangming sighed and turned off the Geiger counter that started to alarm.
He seemed to refuse to discuss the subject.
But after seeing the young man's tired eyes, he still spread his hands and showed a bit of compromise on his face.
"No, or it wasn't in the past."
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and whispered.
"These two sentences have already deducted half of my bonus. You kid, get out of here."
"Hey."
Wang Jin grinned and stood up with a smile.
"Your apples are all gone."
He didn't say much, he just shook his head at Zhao Guangming, looking quite unbeatable.
——
"sad."
In Mingyue Community, Annie, who was wearing a silk nightgown, reached out and poked Wang Jin on the head.
The latter was lying on the bed with a melancholy face, leaning on his arms and thinking about life.
"Yeah, sad."
Wang Jin nodded, with a hint of loneliness in his tone.
Once the big threat of Feast is contained, his authority will also increase.
This is a good thing.
Ye Ying will move into Mingyue Community in a while and help protect it.
Double happiness.
But Wang Jin still couldn't be happy.
He could feel himself getting closer to Wang Jue.
The person who only existed in the photo became an erratic shadow.
Wang Jin doesn't know if this is progress.
But as the secret is revealed, various worries gradually come to mind.
The relationship with the company, the pollution that appeared when talking about Wang Jue, the blood-red light, and countless human lives.
These things were twisted into a ball, and the more they were organized, the more chaotic they became, which made Wang Jin very irritable.
"Your father is not the same kind of person as a doctor. I can see the kindness in his eyes."
"No, at least not before."
In a daze, the words of Ye Ying and Zhao Guangming rang out again.
This made Wang Jin feel a little better.
"Good night."
Annie stretched out her little hand, and warm flames danced on her fingertips.
The flames twisted and burned, and warm illusions flickered in them.
Seeing Wang Jin's frown slightly relax, a faint smile appeared on the little girl's originally expressionless face.