A long, long time ago, there was no distinction between "humans" and "beasts". The reason why humans were distinguished from beasts was not because humans learned to eat cooked food and stimulated the development of the brain, but because by chance, humans learned to erect memorial archways.
This is like the brilliant light of human civilization. In fact, what people have been doing is no different from that of beasts, but under the shining light of the archway, they appear sacred and noble, and eventually form two clearly defined opposing groups.
For example, Feng Si now,
With some background music and some dignified filter effects,
In TV dramas set in the Ming Dynasty, he is a typical image of a righteous person who resists the dark rule of eunuchs.
The two inspectors, two inspectors who were not even excellent, could not make any waves in front of Feng Si. When Feng Si was an inspector before, he basically had absolute strength to suppress the inspectors as a group. What's more, now that he has a yellow belt after the triple jump, he is even more different.
Boss Zhou, who was still in the bookstore, leaning on Yingying's shoulder and taking a nap in the afternoon sun, didn't know yet.
Your own path to promotion,
It was already stained with blood.
Of course, even if he knew, Boss Zhou would pretend not to know. There was still some tacit understanding between them.
Even if we take a step back, what kind of image did Lawyer An and Feng Si have in hell? With so many feedbacks from "positive people", doesn't Boss Zhou know this
But these two people are really useful.
Feng Si was dealing with the corpse. In fact, this job was simple. Although it was not as exaggerated as Wei Xiaobao's signature corpse-dissolving water in "The Deer and the Cauldron", it was indeed not difficult to leave no traces.
The only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the cleaning of the soul traces to prevent the other party from leaving any soul messages or secret signs before being killed. However, Feng Si'er and Lawyer An are both experts in murder, robbery and frame-up, so they are naturally experienced in the finishing work.
Lawyer An also deliberately released the demonic energy that he inherited from the White Fox Demon Pill, leaving his own aura all over the yard.
Feng Si then collected more information and made an identification report, revealing that the two inspectors who had just been killed would soon be included in the underworld's list of people who died in the line of duty.
When the work is done, I will leave.
Lawyer An drove back to the bookstore alone.
Feng Si left alone. It wouldn't be long before he would return to hell. Before that, he had to confirm and finalize his boss' promotion to the position of Tongcheng inspector.
The separation between the two did not seem greasy at all.
Through the car window, each of them had a cigarette and said "see you later" to each other.
A car drove into the yellow afternoon sun.
One walked and stepped into the abyss of dark hell.
When he arrived at the bookstore and just stopped the car, Lawyer An saw the Taoist priest sitting at the door of the bookstore peeling garlic.
Lawyer An quickly got out of the car, walked over quickly, and said with concern and heartache:
"You've just gotten well, how can I keep you so busy? No, no, let me do it, let me do it!"
The old Taoist was stunned for a moment, pushed the garlic bag forward, and said:
"Okay, I'll go in and see if there's anything else I can help with."
“… …” Lawyer An.
Just agree like that
I'm just being polite and showing my goodwill...
The old Taoist got up and went into the bookstore.
Lawyer An took a deep breath and had no choice but to sit down and start peeling garlic.
These hands had subdued many mountain gods and land gods in the morning, and had also participated in the process of killing two patrol officers.
Now,
It has to be used to peel garlic.
Lawyer An doesn't mind being dragged into the rhythm of life anytime and anywhere.
My eyes were smoked.
I feel a little sour and want to cry.
Half an hour later, the garlic was peeled, and Lawyer An got up and went into the bookstore with a plastic basin filled with fresh, cute and tender garlic cloves.
Shouted:
“Why are you peeling so much garlic?”
“Pickled.”
Yingying came over wearing an apron and took the plastic basin from Lawyer An, muttering:
"Why did it take so long to peel it? It's so slow."
“… …” Lawyer An.
Poor Lawyer An, he lived the life of a rich man in his previous life and was doing very well in the underworld after his death. But now he has fallen to the point where he has to peel garlic with his own hands and still be despised.
"By the way, aren't zombies afraid of garlic?"
Lawyer An asked.
Yingying picked up a piece of garlic, put it in her mouth and took a bite. It was very crisp. She chewed it slowly and said:
"Who told you that?"
“That’s how it’s played in zombie movies.”
The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "In the past, many people thought that garlic could prevent SARS. I remember when SARS was at its worst, I saw people riding the train at the train station with a circle of garlic hanging around their necks."
Hearing this, Lawyer An smiled and said, "Will the people around him think he is stupid?"
The old Taoist thought for a moment and shook his head, "No, it's just that people around him asked him for some garlic and used it as a talisman."
“That’s fine too.”
"The situation was quite tense at the time, and those who were away from home probably felt it most deeply."
Yingying took the garlic into the kitchen and continued to work. Since her boss woke up, Yingying went into the kitchen more and more often. Yes, only when a woman truly cares about you and loves you, will she use her well-maintained hands with exquisite nail polish to pick up the spatula for you.
The little boy came down the stairs in a small suit. When Lawyer An saw him, his eyes turned red.
"Is the garlic smell so strong?" the little boy asked curiously.
Lawyer An nodded with some difficulty.
At this time, a logistics truck came outside, and a staff member wearing a hat got out of the truck. After pushing the door in, he asked:
"Excuse me, is this Mr. Xu's home?"
"I found the wrong place. No... Yes, what can I do for you?"
Lawyer An reacted immediately.
“This is the furniture we sent over.”
Several workers opened the car door to unload the goods and carried in a large package that looked quite heavy.
"Where is Mr. Xu? We need him to sign something here."
Zhou Ze just stood up, walked over and nodded to Lawyer An.
Lawyer An took the pen and signed on behalf of the client.
After the other party leaves,
Except for Yingying and Lao Xu who were busy in the kitchen, everyone else gathered in front of the big package.
It’s interesting that the recipient was actually Xu Le.
"Open it." Zhou Ze said.
The Taoist priest and Lawyer An each removed the rope and tape, and the package was quickly opened, revealing a safe.
The color of the safe is dark green, giving it a heavy and solid feeling.
Lawyer An tried to open it but it didn't work. He turned back to Zhou Ze and said:
"Boss, it's locked."
In fact, safes are indeed very useful for some companies and institutions, but for most ordinary families, their use value is very limited.
Especially for safes purchased online, they can basically be smashed open with a hammer. If you are worried about the noise being too loud, you can just wrap them in a quilt before smashing them. This will give the thief an opportunity to exercise and sweat.
However, Zhou Ze doesn't need to find a hammer here, because there are a lot of people in the bookstore whose fists are harder than hammers.
The nails have grown a little.
Zhou Ze used his fingernails to cut down along the gap of the safe.
It is as smooth as cutting tofu, giving people a strange beauty of the contrast between toughness and gentleness.
“Bang!”
The door of the safe fell off.
Inside was something wrapped in a black plastic bag.
Lawyer An wiped his hands. This kind of work must be done by him. He did have some political literacy. He didn't need to be told. He just took out the thing and began to unpack it carefully.
The black oil paper was wrapped layer upon layer. After most of it was unwrapped, Lawyer An's eyes slowly narrowed. From the touch of his fingertips and the shape it now presented, he had roughly guessed what was inside.
"Master, close the door."
Lawyer An reminded.
"good."
The old Taoist immediately locked the door of the study, turned on the headlights, and drew the curtains on the glass windows.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter when the bookstore closes. I used to think that ghosts would come to the store at night, but recently the ghost gates haven’t opened and even the ghosts have disappeared.
I have always kept the habit of opening the store every day, simply because I subconsciously feel that it is stupid to open a store that does not make money and keeps losing money, and it is even more stupid to open a store that does not make money and not open it.
Finally, the last layer of black oil paper was torn off.
The true face of this thing is revealed.
The old Taoist blinked his eyes and shrank his neck back in fear. Fortunately, this was in a bookstore and not anywhere else, so he still felt safe.
Lawyer An licked his lips.
The little boy looked serious.
Zhou Ze stepped forward.
Taking this thing in hand,
Put it in front of yourself.
Switch gently and look at it slowly.
This is... half a face.
However, because the consciousness of half of the face had been absorbed by Zhou Ze, only the form remained.
Lawyer An looked at Zhou Ze and said, "I'll call Rongcheng and ask if anyone has entered the sealed place and taken it out?"
Zhou Ze shook his head.
road:
"No need, the seal over there hasn't been broken."
"Um?"
"The one sealed under Mount Qingcheng in Rongcheng, if I remember correctly, should be the right half of the face. This one is the left half of the face."
At the beginning, Banlian rebelled against Yinggou and became independent. Yinggou lost three thousand years of accumulation. Banlian, as the hope and idol of Goucuner, embarked on the road to dominance, and then was decomposed and suppressed by an unknown existence.
“Ahem…”
Boss Zhou suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and started coughing.
"Boss, what does this mean?" Lawyer An asked, "Is it a provocation or a declaration of war?"
Zhou Ze shook his head.
His fingers gently stroked the back of the skull on half of the face. There were a few words on it, but Zhou Ze didn't want to read them out in public. This matter had little to do with the bookstore.
Because those words are:
"You have such a cruel heart."
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This chapter says that number seven will recover. I know everyone feels bad, but actually... Long feels worse.