[Weak.]The phone answered like this.
Yin Ren silently exited the interface and quickly checked the modern definition of "weak". He looked left and right, but couldn't see any new explanation that he didn't know.
Lord Ghost King thought about those two words for a long time.
[Then according to your definition, what is yourself?]
[A stronger weakling.]It answered very quickly, and the words disappeared quickly, as if it was afraid that Yin Ren would not be able to see clearly.
Yin Ren: "..."
Yin Ren: [What did Zhong Cheng say? Do you know who Zhong Cheng said he is?]
Mobile phone: [The weakest person at the bottom.]
[How are they classified?]
[Feel.]The speed of typing on the mobile phone is a bit slow, and it smells of guilty conscience.
"What are you doing, so serious?"
Yin Ren slammed the phone onto the sofa. No wonder the dog ended up in the garbage pile of Shi'an's warehouse. With its better-than-nothing intelligence, it was really suitable to stay there.
After getting Shi'an's legal textbook, he immediately read the "Labor Law" intensively.
Zhong Cheng said: "...didn't you read today's work documents at all?"
Thousand-year-old Jisha suffered a telecom fraud, and his account lost change. Yin Ren beat his chest for a while, then picked up his phone tiredly.
[Siren.]Mobile phone reminded him.
"The brother who gave me the dragon!" Feng Qi took off his earphones and smiled so hard, "The brother who gave me the apple!"
Compared to some time ago, there was surprisingly less work this week.
"Little adventurer, we are here to see you." Yin Ren smiled brightly.
Now that there is no cognitive pollution from the "different world", it is not strange that he can interpret normal language and raving at the same time.
[With enough power, how are you going to get home?]
Ge Tingting has not yet joined the job, and there are no strange cases around him. The "good treatment" mentioned by Fangyuan Yuan finally seems to be true.
Feng Qi blinked: "Are the recordings sent to me? I am responsible for interpreting them, saying they can help many people."
Yin Ren was not surprised.
Paired with the little boy's smiling face and the bright sunshine, the visual impact is really amazing.
After all the evil force payments were made, he mustered up his last patience.
Yin Ren: [Why are you in Shi'an Group?]
Mobile phone: [There is a "fierce evil" underground and wants power.]
His dormitory was in the underage-male section, and he was assigned a roommate with a gentle temperament. When the two entered the door, the boy was lying on the bed looking at the computer, his calves dangling casually.
"Ah, it's to consolidate my abilities." Feng Qi wiped his nose, with a bit of pride in his expression, "After I came back from another world, I still retained some superpowers - I can understand words that others can't understand. , everyone said this ability is very powerful.”
"...What are you using to consolidate your abilities?" Yin Ren's smile froze for a moment.
Is this bullshit reliable? It feels so familiar. Yin Ren thinks of those third-rate apps that only have junk functions after paying for them.
For example, today, Yin Ren and Zhong Cheng said that they needed to pay a return visit to Feng Qi in the morning. Classes would last until three o'clock in the afternoon, and the rest of the time could be freely used. Whether he was studying on his own or just lazy, Shi'an would not interfere.
That night, he removed most of Feng Qi's evil power, and "the abilities that should not belong to the boy" disappeared. However, Feng Qi can withstand the pollution of the evil force, and he does have talent.
Special personnel from Shi'an came forward to help the child complete the inheritance-related procedures, and also changed schools for him. During the compulsory education period, Feng Qi would study in a "special school" within Shi'an.
Feng Qi was wearing large headphones, and the stylus was tapping on the tablet. He looked very focused and wrote something on the tablet from time to time. The black dragon doll was holding the game console and he placed it next to the pillow.
As for the arrangements after graduation, it depends on the boy's grades - even if he has the ability of the black seal, Feng Qi can choose to receive education in the direction of science. Shi'an also has ordinary external departments, and he doesn't have to go down that dangerous path.
Yin Ren ignored it. He switched off the tablet to watch the latest episodes, opened the app store in his hand, and started searching for anti-fraud apps for the elderly.
Zhong Cheng said: "..."
Yin Ren was speechless. In just a few days, his evaluation plummeted from "Dragon of Destruction" to "Weak", and Zhong Cheng said it was even more outrageous, going directly from "The God of Death" to "The Bottom". For the same events related to evil, he received completely different definitions.
Yin Ren took two steps back, biting his ear at Zhong Cheng: "Brother Zhong, does this count as child labor exploitation in Chi'an?"
[have no idea.]The battery of the mobile phone slowly drops.
Feng Qi lives in the Shi'an dormitory area, and the two of them don't even have to leave the campus.
[How are you going to come into contact with the evil spirit of Shi'an?]
[Siren.]The battery of the mobile phone quickly dropped to 1%.
Yin Ren read the report of the seventh group carefully. When the conversation partner is "Yibi" - that is, Feng Qi himself - Feng Qi can still express himself in normal language.
But at the moment, Feng Qi himself is not thinking that far.
[have no idea.]
[The name "Dead Man" is a bit unlucky, but the dog thing is quite good. From today on, you are a piece of shit.]Yin Ren said earnestly.
Yin Ren glanced at Feng Qi's tablet. For some unknown reason, this child chose a blood-red text color, and the words "Mom, Mom, I'm so scared", "Help, help" and "I'm scared, I'm scared" were written all over the tablet screen...
[That’s it, bitch.]
"I've read the catalog." Yin Ren was very confident.
Zhong Cheng adjusted his glasses speechlessly. Isn't it a bit outrageous that he could be cursed by such a person without any trace
Perhaps he should consider other possibilities, such as problems with his own health.
"There is a detailed list in the file. Considering personal privacy, the people in those recordings are all death row prisoners. Except for one of them, the rest have been executed."
Zhong Cheng explained it this way.
"Rather than collecting information, this is really more of a capability test."
"Except which one?" Yin Ren's focus quickly changed.
"Guo Laifu, a serial murderer on the run, has five lives in his hands. He escaped to Haigu a while ago and was caught on the day we met." Zhong Cheng said, stepping back towards the door and trying to lower his voice, "It is said that this man is mentally sound. The other prisoners on death row only have symptoms of madness and have no mental problems."
"Guo Laifu is also a death row prisoner?" Yin Ren said silently, "Then why should we treat him specially?"
"Yes, according to regulations, he can only be executed after he regains consciousness."
Yin Ren looked at the words written all over the tablet again.
What Feng Qi interpreted were all short sentences, and the words were full of fear, without exception. But in a sense, it can also be regarded as a natural cycle and retribution.
He didn't go into details and played with Feng Qi for a while with the black dragon doll.
"Come on, kid. These are confidential documents. Maybe you can dig up some big case." Before leaving, Yin Ren muttered to Feng Qi mysteriously.
Feng Qi's eyes lit up: "Yeah!"
The afternoon class ended on time, and Yin Ren stretched himself out. The warm sunshine shone on him, and if conditions didn't allow it, he would have wanted to flow down the chair.
With Zhong Cheng talking about this note-taking superman, Yin Ren didn't even pay attention to the class. After a few classes, he received a lot of blows from the teachers. However, despite the thousand-year-old evil, he is still thick-skinned -
"Can you lend me your notes before the exam?" Yin Ren lay on the table and turned his head lazily, "Brother Zhong, I'll treat you as a guest after the exam."
Zhong Cheng said the corners of his eyes twitched. Seeing this man half-rolling on the desk, a strange sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously, and the curse on him seemed to be dissipated a little.
"I'll lend it to you."
After entering Shi'an, as the "King of Hell" who travels at night, Zhong Cheng said that he wished he could even control the number of breaths carefully. At the moment, he really doesn't understand - a "thing" that has no connection with evil things has sneaked into Shi'an. Is it just to be lazy at work and take a nap in class
What exactly are you here for
"Brother Zhong, my hero!" Yin Ren perked up, and then yawned hugely, "Let's go to the water bar to eat ice cream—"
Zhong Cheng said: "I'm going to the library."
Yin Ren: "Then let's have some ice cream together. I want to go too. Speaking of which, I haven't been to the library yet. Sister Xiaohe said the environment there is good."
Zhong Cheng said his heart was slightly moved. By looking at the books a person borrows, you can probably get a glimpse of that person's personality. This is a good opportunity to test.
"Okay." Zhong Cheng agreed for the first time.
Shi'an's library is indeed a nice environment.
It is independent of the Shian Building, has four floors, and looks more like an art museum from the outside.
The main tone of the museum is wood color, and the huge floor-to-ceiling windows are filled with greenery. There is a faint smell of ink in the air. Mixed with the smell of old paper, it creates some strange magic that soothes people's hearts.
The design of the stairs and reading area is not rigid, and has a bit of the wantonness of ancient gardens.
The long corridor is surrounded by glass and wood, which can be turned around a thousand times, but it will not make people get lost. Reading areas are embedded in it at random, like new buds on branches, with just the right sense of space and privacy.
The pair split up and soon returned to their seats with their books in hand.
The reading area chosen by the two people is located near the window and looks like a semi-open cafe booth. Ambient lights hang from the ceiling, emitting a soft light. Outside the glass wall-like floor-to-ceiling window, the leaves were blown by the wind, making a vague rustling sound.
The books borrowed by Yin Ren were stacked by the window, their titles flickering in the shadows of the trees.
Zhong Cheng said that he should memorize the titles of the books one by one - he selected four or five general history books, and also selected the biography of the founder of Shi'an. A few thin books were mixed in among the pile of tomes, probably for relaxing.
Yin Ren sat down opposite Zhong Chengshuo. He tied his tail into a low ponytail, and a few strands of black hair swayed gently with his movements. After sitting firmly, Yin Ren dragged the thickest history book and opened the contents pages seriously.
"The environment is really good." Yin Ren commented.
There is a certain distance between the reading area and the reading area, and it is also soundproofed. Although people walked by from time to time, as long as they weren't laughing and shouting, the sound didn't carry very far.
At this moment, Yin Ren was still looking at the spacious and majestic library. Seeing people coming and going among the books and chatting in low voices, Yin Ren's face lost its usual relaxation, and his eyes were a little complicated.
For a moment, Zhong Cheng said that he had a strange feeling - the "thing" in front of him had a picturesque appearance, but his overall temperament had a strange oldness and solemnity. However, the next moment, that subtle aura disappeared.
What is Yin Ren thinking about
It's a pity that Yin Ren didn't bring up any topic. He just looked around silently for a moment, then returned his eyes to the book, unusually quiet.
Yin Ren lowered his eyebrows and his long hair fell down his shoulders. Coupled with the thick old book in his hand, the picture suddenly had a primitive flavor.
Sure enough, this man still hid a lot of secrets, Zhong Cheng said, narrowing his eyes. A heavy murderous intention, a fleeting and complex temperament. Let alone this person "remembering something", it's hard to say whether he lost his memory at first.
Seeing that the other party was looking to read with all his heart, Zhong Cheng lowered his head and started to read seriously.
Ten minutes passed.
Zhong Cheng said that he had sorted out his notes on the first five chapters and raised his head again. Yin Ren's reading progress had just reached the text page.
Yin Ren stared at the book with dull eyes, his ocher eyes were straight, and he could tell that he was distracted. The detached temperament he had just now was gone. At first glance, this person looked like a middle school student who refused to face his homework.
Zhong Cheng said: "...are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Ah? Oh... I've been walking for a while." Yin Ren's voice was full of sleepiness.
Zhong Cheng said, rubbing his forehead: "If you can't see it, don't force it."
"It makes sense." Yin Ren shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the sleepiness on his face, "At least I tried my best."
He shuffled through the tomes for a while, and then took out the thin booklet sandwiched in the book. It was a picture book called "What Bad Thoughts Can I Have?"
Yin Ren used the tome as a cushion. He raised his eyelids, rested his chin on the tome, and read with pleasure.
This man was completely slumped on the table, as if he didn't have a bone in his body. From time to time, he smiled at the page, with "What's for dinner" clearly written on his face, completely losing his elegance at that moment.
Faced with such a situation, Zhong Cheng said that his mood was extremely complicated. He couldn't hold it back and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Perhaps because he took a wrong breath, Yin Ren's eyes instantly turned around: "Why are you laughing?"
"I didn't laugh, I just remembered what happened when I was studying." Zhong Cheng said and quickly made a serious face, "There are many people like you in the school library."
"Because some books are just difficult to read." Yin Ren muttered empathetically, "You are not allowed to eat or drink. Otherwise, read something interesting and waste this environment."
After finishing speaking, he seemed to suddenly think of something: "While studying? Do you also have such a library there?"
"Well, the library in University A is quite good."
To say it is very good is to be modest. As a top university in China, the library of University A is not much worse than that of Shi'an.
Yin Ren was speechless: "They say you can't read books unless you borrow them, but this is too exaggerated... It turns out that you have often come to this kind of place before, no wonder you are so skilled."
He glanced at Zhong Cheng's neat notes and neatly packed stationery. Then he looked at the pile of books in front of him that was as messy as a dog pawing through it, with a slightly bitter look on his face.
"I like the library very much." Zhong Cheng told the truth.
"I heard that your university requires dormitories. Let me guess, you don't spend all your waking hours there?"
"Absolutely." Zhong Cheng said after careful calculation, "Then the dormitory was broken up and I applied to the school to move out. After that, I went less often."
Yin Ren paused: "Ah, I'm a little impressed."
The roommates engaged in prostitution together, and Zhong Cheng said he called the police. After that, the dormitory would naturally be dispersed.
Yin Ren's sympathetic look was so obvious that Zhong Cheng put down the book and explained: "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Living by myself makes things like watching movies a lot more convenient... I lived not far away at that time. The city library is very close. Although the city library is not as good as A, it is not bad. "
To be honest, apart from watching movies, it is also much easier to study evil things. Although commuting time is added every day, Zhong Cheng said that he is generally satisfied.
He took orders at home to investigate, and killed evil creatures while running experimental projects. It was a very peaceful and beautiful time.
That was exactly seven years ago, when "King of Hell" came to prominence.
Recalling this, Zhong Cheng said he felt a little regretful.
If he had known this, he shouldn't have used random letters for his name. The people who travel at night have varying educational backgrounds and have all sorts of messy pronunciations. As time went by, they took it upon themselves to give him the nickname "King of Hell" which was not good enough for the years.
Zhong Cheng said that as soon as he came back from his memories, he saw Yin Ren's smiling face.
Yin Ren raised his face, his eyes were cunning, his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth were flying higher and higher at the same time.
"Why are you laughing?" Zhong Cheng said warily.
"No, this is the first time you take the initiative to talk about yourself. It's quite refreshing." Yin Ren leaned against the cushions with a smile, "Look, now I know you love reading. I will give you a gift next time." an option.”
An army was defeated.
The information was not detected, but his preferences were revealed. This curse not only burned Zhong Chengshuo's ears, but also set fire to the back of his neck.
Zhong Cheng lowered his head with some dejection. He closed his mouth and continued reading. At least the book he chose was practical and safe, with no chance of exposing anything.
But his ears were warm and he had trouble concentrating. Zhong Cheng said to steady his heartbeat and tried to counterattack: "Then what do you like? Besides food."
"I?"
"Yeah, you never talk about yourself."
"I like everything you like." Yin Ren avoided the important and took the easy. He recalled the large entertainment bookcase Zhong Cheng mentioned for a while, and nodded deeply, "If I have to say it, I also like to go shopping. The more lively the better."
"But I can't give this away." Zhong Cheng said, comparing "hobby items" and "hobby activities" in his mind.
"You want to give me something?"
"I don't..." Zhong Cheng said that he subconsciously wanted to refute, but he felt something was wrong, "I don't... I plan to give it away soon, so I just asked."
Yin Ren smiled: "Otherwise, you can give me a birthday."
Zhong Cheng said he was startled.
"Anyway, I don't remember. With a birthday, you can celebrate it in a legitimate way—how about it, you don't even need to spend a penny, you can give it to me now."
"You can think for yourself." He looked away and did not look at Yin Ren.
"Isn't this thing just like the name? I must always feel that something is wrong."
"Then July 15th." Zhong Cheng said, staring at the edge of the table.
Yin Ren's smile slowly solidified: "Change it, this day has passed."
"Don't you want to decide it yourself?"
"But I just want to have a birthday this year—"
Zhong Cheng said he took a few deep breaths. He finally raised his head, and this time, he looked directly into Yin Ren's eyes: "Then on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, we can celebrate for two consecutive days on New Year's Eve."
If you haven't shown your fangs by that time.
After get off work hours, Shi'an Building.
Fu Xingchuan looked at the latest observation report speechlessly.
Zhong Cheng said that Yin Ren came to Shi'an Library today. Zhong Cheng said he watched "Preventive Cardiology" all afternoon, while Yin Ren watched such books as "What Bad Thoughts Can I Have", "Life is Fun" and "A Centenarian Life: Life and Work in the Era of Longevity" books like that. The latter had borrowed a lot of serious history books, but he had never read them.
These two people... not only have unpredictable interests, but they are also unpredictable and a bit subtle, which is really hard to see through.
Fu Xingchuan suddenly felt very tired.
Fortunately, the current situation in Haigu City was calm, and he finally had time to take a breath. Even Professor Li can spare time to give serious lectures at the university.
Minister Fu fell back on the sofa and picked up a travel magazine. He closed his eyes and began to imagine that he was in the prairie—
The phone vibrated, "Director Zhou of the Municipal Public Security Bureau" was calling him.
Fu Xingchuan picked up the phone painfully.
"Hello… ?"
After listening, Fu Xingchuan's laziness disappeared. He frowned and sat upright on the sofa.
"Wait a minute, Director Zhou, what did you say happened?"
"Someone surrendered this morning. He claimed to have murdered seven people in the past six months and wanted to play a game of 'find the body' with the authorities." The other person on the phone repeated it good-naturedly.
Fu Xingchuan: "..."
What's going on with today's criminals? Isn't it good to live a peaceful life
"He calls himself the 'Night Walker' and wants you to intervene. Our comrades have already launched an investigation. Xiao Fu, please send a group of people over there. It doesn't have to be too powerful. I heard Xiao Sun say last time that you... The nine groups are pretty reliable.”
Special investigation team nine, level C investigation team.
The official members are Lu Xiaohe, Yin Ren, and Zhong Chengshuo, plus Ge Tingting who is visiting for training.
Fu Xingchuan recalled the weird book list just now and laughed: "Okay, then nine groups."
Inside the Municipal Public Security Bureau.
A young man sat in the interrogation room. His hands were cuffed, but his legs were crossed and stretched out in a relaxed manner.
He was wearing a brightly colored T-shirt that was too bright, and he had a face with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but unfortunately he had single eyelids and swollen eyelids. The black eyes rolled up, looking particularly mean.
The young man had dyed flowing yellow hair. He probably hadn't taken care of it for a long time, and the roots of his hair had grown quite long and black.
"If you can't find the body, you can't close the case, right?" He said with a playful smile, his tone full of provocation, "If this happens, I will definitely be able to compete with the 'King of Hell'."
The interrogating policeman obviously didn't like his attitude: "What is the King of Hell? Even if there is no body and the evidence chain is complete, you can't escape."
The young man rolled his eyes and looked at him for a while.
"Yeah, truth be told."
He clicked his tongue.
"Then you go look for it? If you find it, I lose. If you can't find it, I'll just come and have fun and broaden my horizons."
"There are seven people." He still smiled.
The author has something to say:
Fuck you, salted fish doesn’t have fangs√
Xiao Zhong: This person neither works hard nor studies hard. Why did he come to know An
Xiao Yin: Canteen.
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"Preventive Cardiology", "What Bad Thoughts Can I Have", "Life is Fun" and "Centenarian Life: Life and Work in the Era of Longevity" are all real books, but they are not easy to code. In order to clarify the character's personality, I simply wrote it directly.
So I emphasize it again, overhead background~
(End of chapter)