Hui Tian

Chapter 25

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The next day.

City B, central area.

The heavily guarded prison gate slowly opened, and a black bulletproof car with a Shenhai license plate stopped in front of the sentry post. The armed guards came forward and knocked on the car window, "Show me your ID!"

The driver's window slowly lowered, and the person inside was wearing sunglasses that covered half of his face, revealing a deep, cold, and white chin. He looked at them without saying a word.

"… "

Several guards' hair stood on end. "Supervisor Shen Shen Shen!"

Shen Zhuo didn't say anything. He rolled up the car window again and drove towards the iron-gray prison building at the end of the asphalt road.

"I think this coat is nice, what do you think?" In the back seat of the car, the witch Itardo handed Bai Sheng the latest season album of Chanel and asked for his opinion in a condescending manner.

Bai Sheng answered sincerely, "I think burgundy goes well with your hair color. Besides, this skirt, this suit, and this whole set of jewelry... all look good. How about we buy all the new products this season?"

The witch was happy: "Sure! Go ahead and do it!"

Shen Zhuo: “…”

After sending Kingston, who had broken his leg, to the hospital yesterday, Bai Sheng personally took Itardo Witch shopping in the mall for an afternoon. After shopping, Itardo Witch seemed to be a different person. She was now wearing a full set of high-end dresses, with a dazzling diamond ring on her hand. In the back seat were piled her 16 bags - eight Hermes and eight Chanels, which Bai Sheng bought for her yesterday after closing the store. Her extravagant spending shocked the entire mall, and when she signed the bill, all the staff were opening champagne and applauding.

For the first time in her life, the witch experienced the joy of "except this, this, everything else is covered up". Because she was too happy, she twisted around in the morgue last night in ten-centimeter high heels, and almost scared the guards who were patrolling in the middle of the night sick. Before leaving early this morning, she couldn't wait to change into a full set of Chanel. On Shen Zhuo's private plane, she even took several selfies with the blue sky and white clouds, and posted a nine-square grid in Shui Shuihua's circle of friends. Everyone in the Supervision Department praised her.

"Oh, no, don't look at it. Aquamarine doesn't suit you." Bai Sheng leaned sideways to look through the same jewelry magazine as the witch, and lovingly turned a page for her: "Look at these rubies, they match your hair color so well. Later, I'll have someone make you a ruby crown, and put a one-to-one replica of the Iron Throne in the morgue, so that you can go to work every day with a coronation ceremony, how do you think?"

The witch imagined the scene and was delighted: "Very good, very good, there are not many people with such taste as you now!"

With a clapping sound, the witch and Bai Sheng clapped their hands, as if they were about to hold hands and become sworn brothers, as if it was a great friendship that transcended the races of the universe.

"…" Shen Zhuo withdrew his gaze from the rearview mirror and uttered four words: "Enough is enough."

Witch: “Heh.”

"Don't worry, dear. We haven't forgotten you." Bai Sheng said with a smile as he flipped through a magazine. "When we were shopping at the mall yesterday, we picked out a birthday present for you. It's a set of 18 horse whips of various styles. The witch said that some of them are particularly suitable for your temperament. We will pack them and send them to the interrogation room of the Supervisory Department tomorrow. You can use whichever whip you like when beating the suspects in the future. How do you think?"