A group of villas and big houses in the mid-levels area.
Judy Tang absentmindedly flipped through the book in her hand and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was past midnight half an hour ago, and it was almost one o'clock.
If you don't have time to go home early, you can't go home late if you don't have sex. Regardless of whether you're a man or a woman, if you often come home late at night, there must be someone outside.
"But, what does this have to do with me..."
Judy Tang closed her book and was about to turn off the light and go to bed when Liao Wenjie opened the door and walked in with a depressed look on his face.
"I'm sorry, Sister Judy, for keeping you waiting."
Liao Wenjie walked into the shower room, washed himself briefly, then got into the bed skillfully and held Judy Tang in his arms.
Good brother, a quilt!
"Ajie, why are you so busy every day? If you are with your girlfriend, you don't have to rush back all the way. I can fall asleep by myself." Tang Judy also leaned in Liao Wenjie's arms skillfully. Thinking of what happened this morning, she was suddenly shocked.
Some are ready to move.
"Don't make fun of me. You don't know. Where did I get a girlfriend from being single all year round?"
Liao Wenjie raised his hand and put it on Tang Zhudi's forehead, and while using the Taoist technique of spring breeze and rain, he sighed: "I could have come back two hours early today, but I took on a case and have to get up early tomorrow to rush out a report."
Enjoying the Taoist techniques that calmed the mind and helped him sleep, Judy Tang didn't feel sleepy at all, and asked doubtfully: "You are not a policeman, why would there be a case against you?"
"A ghost-catching case! I know Taoism, so I have a consultant title with the police. Sometimes I help them deal with some unnatural problems."
Liao Wenjie explained and stopped talking. He raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll tell you an exclusive news. Huo's Center is haunted. The chairman has died. In the future, Huo's Group will be in chaos for a while. You also have real estate business.
, seize this opportunity well, you might be able to make a profit."
"There is such a thing!?"
Tang Zhudi's eyes lit up, and she did not doubt what Liao Wenjie said. She had seen Wang Wanwan's ghost with her own eyes, and knew that her little brother was different from those deceitful Taoist priests and had real ability to open a supernatural consulting company.
"That's it, go to bed early. I'll go find Sister Wen Jing tomorrow and ask her to help me get the report out."
After finishing the Taoist art of spring breeze and rain, Liao Wenjie turned off the bedside lamp, and within a moment he slowly fell asleep and began practicing in his dream.
To wipe out the ghost nest, the system only gave 500 financial points. I don’t know if it’s because I’m used to being stingy, or because I think it’s easy for a max-level player to wreak havoc in the novice village, so it’s not worth giving too much.
No matter which one it is, the results are very bad, especially the second one. As it becomes stronger and stronger in the future, you may not get any benefits from farming ordinary monsters.
Liao Wenjie fell asleep here, and Judy Tang stared wide-eyed in the darkness, her chest was warm, and she couldn't fall asleep. She was afraid of waking up her brother on the pillow, so she didn't dare to move, and it took her an hour to close her eyes and fall asleep.
…
At dawn, Liao Wenjie opened his eyes in confusion, took out his disobedient hand, and then slipped his other hand out of his crotch.
The first hand is his own, and the second hand is Tang Zhudi's...
Something's wrong!
Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly and remembered clearly that the last time the brothers were in bed together, it was not like this.
From a psychological perspective, this is a subconscious behavior, which can be subdivided into primitive instincts driven by desires.
"It's unreasonable. I treat you as a brother, but you actually want to sleep with me!"
Liao Wenjie raised his eyebrows and planned to wake up Judy Tang and discuss the matter seriously.
The time to remedy the situation is not over yet. Before it's too late, brothers still have something to do. You have to explain the matter clearly, otherwise you will make a big mistake and regret it later.
But when he saw that Tang Zhudi was sleeping like a dead pig, he thought about it and decided to forget it. The quality of his sleep was not very good recently. After a while, the situation improved and there was no need for him to help him sleep, so the matter would come naturally.
it's over.
"Forget it, we are all brothers, I will suffer a little, so I'll bear with it."
Liao Wenjie lamented that in this society where it is common for brothers to stab each other, there are not many brothers like him who value loyalty and are willing to sacrifice personal interests.
After washing up, he put on his clothes, opened the door to the next door, and shook the sleepy Cheng Wenjing awake.
"Hey, Ajie, why are you so late..."
Looking at the bright light outside the curtains, Cheng Wenjing changed her words in confusion: "Why did you come back so early? Where did you go last night?"
"I came to you just because of what happened yesterday. Get up quickly and write a report for me."
After telling what happened yesterday, Liao Wenjie added casually that he was too tired last night and accidentally fell asleep in Tang Zhudi's room.
"!"
Hearing this, Cheng Wenjing immediately felt no longer sleepy.
She grabbed Liao Wenjie's sleeve, her heart full of expectation, and said with an ugly face: "A lonely man and a widowed woman, you haven't done anything to feel sorry for me, have you?"
"That said, you still don't understand my character?"
"That's true."
Cheng Wenjing has a flat mouth, and Liao Wenjie is good at everything, but he is too upright and beautiful, and he doesn't have any ideas at the moment.
If Liao Wenjie had an idea and put it into action, she would have achieved her wish by hugging him on both sides, unlike now, where her pillow is cold and empty every night.
Her eyes quietly shifted to the bedside table. Last time, she asked the housekeeper Zejuan for a bottle of... repair parts. Because Liao Wenjie suddenly retreated into seclusion and could not be put to use, now is the time.
"Hey hey hey..."
With the butler's assurance, Cheng Wenjing was full of confidence and couldn't help but think about it, showing a proud face like a winner in life.
Snap!
Liao Wenjie slapped Cheng Wenjing on the face and said speechlessly: "Wake up, stop dreaming, you smile so much, get up quickly, finish writing the 3,000-word report before eating."
"Three thousand words are so many..."
Cheng Wenjing muttered, got up and started to wash up. As a skilled old tool worker, she was not very good at rejecting bosses with strong personalities, such as Judy Tang in the past, and Liao Wenjie now.
Although Liao Wenjie was not her boss and had an up-and-down relationship, she still chose to be obedient.
"Ajie, I've never written a police report before. Is there any special format?" After washing up, Cheng Wenjing sat at her desk, writing in a daze, not knowing where to start.
"I haven't written it before either. Just write it in a narrative way. Someone will re-edit the report once it is submitted. Don't worry about the format." Liao Wenjie shook his head and just wrote casually to make up the number of words.
"Uh, but I've caught ghosts, how do I write that?"
"I just expanded the thirty characters I just had. With your ability, you can squeeze in two thousand nine hundred and seventy characters. Isn't it easy to get it at your fingertips?" Liao Wenjie pointed out.
"I told you that I have never caught a ghost..."
"There are a lot of articles in the world. If you have never caught a ghost, you must have seen the movie! Just copy it and you won't go wrong!"
"Okay, I'll try."
Cheng Wenjing frowned and thought for a moment. She had indeed watched a few horror movies, so writing tens of thousands of words shouldn't be a problem.
So, two hours later, Liao Wenjie hurriedly stopped and left with a 5,000-word report, saying that for professional matters, professional tools should be hired.
If it were him, he would have no problem deceiving people, but writing a report...
A cup of tea, a pack of cigarettes, and 500 words written a day.
…
At the police station, I contacted the middle-aged police officer who contacted him last night, and Liao Wenjie handed over the report.
The latter looked through it again, and when he saw the last line, he frowned subconsciously: "Liao Private, where is the bottom? Why is it missing?"
Where did Cheng Wenjing come from?
Liao Wenjie replied in his mind, shrugged and said: "This is a report, not a novel. All the content that should be written is here. If you want to see the follow-up, I have to catch someone."
"It makes sense, just wait..."
The police officer nodded after hearing this, thought carefully for a moment, made a phone call to his superior, and ran out of the office after a while, bringing back a document.
Really!?
Liao Wenjie looked surprised and just said something casually. He didn't expect that the plain-looking police officer in front of him actually gave him a mission.
Is it possible that this is the real NPC?
Vaguely, Liao Wenjie saw a big exclamation mark on the other party's head.
"Sir, I was exhausted yesterday and forgot to ask for advice. I wonder what your name is?"
"Private Liao, you're welcome. I'm also a senior inspector. We're on the same level. I'm a few years older. If you don't mind, just call me Lao Zhang."
"Brother Zhang."
"Prince Liao, you're too polite. I don't dare to call you brother in front of people like you who have real abilities."
"Okay, everyone, you're welcome. Just call me Ajie."
Next, Liao Wenjie and Lao Zhang chatted for a while and learned that the other party had a good relationship with Uncle Feng. They had had work friendships for several years, and most of them were related to weird and supernatural events.
Regarding the origin of the cooperation between the police and practitioners, Lao Zhang did not know the specific details. He just acted according to the order. When a case involving supernatural beings was transferred, he contacted Uncle Feng or others. After confirming that there was indeed something abnormal in the case, he transferred the case to the police.
Remove it and place it in a special archives room.
As expected, he is the one who sends out tasks!
Liao Wenjie secretly nodded, patted his chest and told Lao Zhang that helping others has always been his purpose. If Lao Zhang receives any weird cases in the future, he will contact him directly no matter day or night, and he will be on call at any time.
"It's easy to talk about."
Seeing that Liao Wenjie was so enthusiastic and easy to talk to, Lao Zhang nodded with a smile and handed over the file in his hand: "Ajie, look, this is a case that was transferred yesterday. The women's prison is haunted.
Whether it is man-made or there are real ghosts has not yet been confirmed."
"Okay, I'll rush there as soon as I leave the police station."
Liao Wenjie flipped through the files. The reports were in a mess and there was no clue. However, the problem was not big. Whether it was man-made or haunted, he could tell the truth at a glance.
Human beings aside, if there is a ghost causing trouble and you encounter him, it is the ghost who should panic.
"Thank you for your hard work. To be honest, if you hadn't handed over the report so quickly, I would have definitely contacted other people to help."
"Others..."
Liao Wenjie paused, said goodbye to Lao Zhang, and drove away from the police station.
In the past, if there was information about other practitioners, he would definitely inquire about it. But now, unlike in the past, he no longer has such thoughts.
Anyway, Uncle Feng also said that the Hong Kong Association is a mess, with both people and ghosts showing off. He will not join such an organization to find trouble.
…
On the other side, when Liao Wenjie drove to the women's prison, a red sports car was parked in the underground parking lot of Huo's Center.
Zhang Lihua, who was in a hurry, opened the car door and helped an old nun out.
"Master Tai, this building is the Huo Center."
Zhang Lihua looked solemn and decided to conquer the demons sooner rather than later. She had been delayed for two days due to illness. Yesterday she spent time on Lantau Island talking about everything and finally invited an expert to help her.