"The vessel cracked, did the guy run away?"
"No, it seems he was killed by the same person."
"the same person?"
"The person who destroyed the vessel was also the one who killed him. Originally, even if he failed, he should have been imprisoned."
"It's not much better. Fortunately, we blocked the numerology first, but then we will be prepared to deal with the police. As long as there are no URA Association guys, they shouldn't notice us."
"It's good. Just make some money down there and don't get involved in the bad stuff up there. There's the Far East Derby tomorrow. Those horse ears should be able to calm down a bit, right?"
In the exotic West District, in front of the corridor of the South First Ring Road of Jinghuo Street, Ma Niang, dressed in a black formal dress, stood there quietly, waiting for the chatting gang members to pass by.
She stood in the blind spot of these people's vision. With her rich experience as a spirit body, she was very familiar with this kind of "hide and seek".
The real difficulty lies in suppressing the dissatisfaction and irritability in my heart and watching those people gradually walk away.
At this time, she had a calmness and restraint about her. It would have seemed to Omer that he was a little surprised. He was surprised that he could see in the other person something like his sister's mature attitude, and then sighed that these two people were indeed the same. sisters.
Or maybe it's another kind of mutual influence that's different from blood ties.
But her enthusiasm still dissipated, because just as she was about to catch up with the people in front, she heard the untimely sound of brakes coming from behind.
"Commissioner Sunday, I brought what you asked for."
The sound of greeting that came immediately after the sound of brakes made her face fall, and she changed into a look of indifference and impatience that someone would be familiar with.
"I should have said, don't call me that outside." She turned her head and looked at the guy who spoke suddenly.
She has long brown hair, a drop of white on her forehead, rosy red eyes that are as intense as they are aggressive, and a heroic face with an unruly curve at the corner of her mouth.
If we talk about the first impression, anyone would think that she is a pretty handsome horse girl.
Wearing a similar formal suit and having a surname like "Symbol", he is unattainable in the eyes of ordinary people, but in her eyes he is just a naughty kid.
It's the trouble that the old woman from the "Symbol" family forces on herself.
The symbol of Sirius, the pioneer of the interstellar 'expedition', briefly returned from the Tianmen City competition field, and then frequently did things that required her to wipe her butt, without her worry-free sit in the student union.
"Why bother making such an expression? Tracking those minions won't accomplish much. Why don't we come back here, and then how about we go directly to them as members of the Central Committee of Questions?"
She suggested confidently, as she always does.
Since we firmly believe that "Sirius is the brightest star", we must have this indomitable strength and confidence.
But in Zhou Jingping's eyes, he is just a child who cannot see the stubbornness and willfulness in the world.
Just like this time, the other party and several other horse girls were defeated by the monster-like monster in the house, and then they couldn't find a good reason to fool the local police, so that they had to come here to fish for them——
Some people are addicted to food, but those who are considered to be the symbol family are unwilling to use the family's power. Instead, they ask for help as members of the Central Committee of Questions and Issues under the name of the URA Association, which is still acceptable for the time being.
When she thought of this, her expression relaxed slightly.
When the Sirius symbol pressed the button on the platform, causing the back seat door to automatically open, the passenger revealed from the back seat made her slightly startled, and then chuckled.
"The old woman agreed?" she asked, looking at the passenger who was exactly the same as her from appearance to body shape to clothing.
The latter was quietly closing his eyes and breathing steadily, as if he was in a peaceful dream.
"Of course, I wouldn't steal such a thing."
Knowing that she was asking about the old guy's attitude, the Sirius symbol curled his lips.
"In that case..."
Suppressing the impulse caused by the convergence tendency from the depths of his soul, Zhou Jingjing turned his head and glanced at the direction where the two monsters appeared before. After thinking about it, he fished out the terminal.
.
Sunday Tranquility: [In a foreign land? 】
"?"
Omo, who was sitting at the door of the police station's intelligence room, looked at the communication with some surprise. After glancing at the scattered police officers and other visitors around him, he immediately typed out a response:
[You might as well speak frankly]
When your message delivery does not show failure, asking the other party if they are in a foreign country is nonsense.
To be able to have this special horse girl talk nonsense to him... Omer thought it was quite a problem.
Sunday Tranquility: [Is that monster you? 】
[…Could it be that you’re here to warn me about being secretive again? 】
Sunday Tranquility: [No, what do you think of that monster? 】
[The negative emotions originated from a certain horse girl, which were artificially guided and shaped but lacked training.
It's probably not a finished product yet. The police also found a ritual site near the monster that strengthened and stabilized negative energy, but it was pointing to another small gang.
To be honest, I’m starting to wonder if all the small gangs from foreign lands are getting involved in this kind of business]
Business?
Sunday Tranquility: […kidnapping a horse girl? 】
[No...although it is possible, those two negative energies, I mean the horse-eared monster, all originate from the spirit of the same horse girl. That kind of spirit is lonely and sluggish, but the actual age may be young, and there is also an arrogance that is probably derived from strength]
Obsession that can condense negative energy mostly originates from impulsive and emotional young people.
It is not impossible for middle-aged people and even the elderly, but such negative emotions accumulated over many years usually lack some purity due to the self-regulation of the holders.
Do you understand what adults’ ability to withstand stress and adjust is?
Mature social animals will even try to hold on. If they can't hold on any longer, go to a psychiatrist.
Middle-aged and elderly people who really have no guidance or stability and can find their way to the dark side are often found on wanted lists and the like.
That would be simpler. After all, every decent prisoner has agents who compile his intelligence and information in order to have a chance of arresting him smoothly.
Sunday Tranquility: [The scope has suddenly narrowed a lot, but what evidence is this conclusion based on? 】
[Observation, experience, and conjecture. Although it sounds unconvincing, I quite trust this answer sheet]
Sunday Quiet: [Central Teresin gathers G1 potential Ma Niang from all local Teresin and other Ma Niang academies, and there have been no missing cases in the past five years]
[Perhaps earlier than five years? But to be honest, with contemporary technology, as long as there is a spiritual body, there is no need to kidnap the person in order to cultivate the monster]
——Sunday Tranquility shared a coordinate with you————
Quiet Sunday: [Come here when you are free, sign up, ring the bell, and someone will discuss the next step with you, and maybe there will be a new commission you are looking forward to]
Sunday Tranquility: [Okay, I won’t disturb you and the girls’ celebration party. See you later. 】
Where is the celebration party... Omo looked up again and looked at the intelligence room that had not yet opened the door.
The people at Penguin Logistics, except for Croissant, didn't pay much attention to bonuses and event information. After the completion, they waited until Omer paid the check and then left.
Although Angel seemed to want to stay, he was dragged away by Texas.
Mastema disappeared without knowing when, and the angels said their goodbyes unilaterally.
But so to speak, there should have been a bread man sitting next to him - referring to the croissant represented by the name 'croissant'.
But the baker is very busy, and he doesn’t know how many part-time jobs he has taken on and how much business he is doing.
Within five minutes of waiting with him, I received three calls. The content of the unabashedly unilateral calls directly related to 'supply of goods', 'tariffs' and so on. I was quickly called away by a new call.
It was Omo who reminded her before she left that he would tell her if there was any progress in the case, and the latter mentioned that it was inconvenient to talk about this because of his work number, so the two of them had some subsequent interactions.
Contact information was quickly exchanged.
Different from the previous QR code work number, this time it was directly a line number and a phone number, but Omer was not very happy that he had obtained the private contact information of one of the members of Penguin Logistics so quickly.
He was still thinking about what happened before, and then a call from Zhou Jingjing brought his thoughts to Ma Niang.
Now I think that since this case is quite involved and is clearly related to Ma Niang, the three goddesses have not made any move. I don't know whether they are not interested in worldly affairs or simply do not know. They can go back to the back mountain to try their luck later.
But tomorrow is the East Derby, and I guess God will also go to the game.
"Is Omer Linton here?"
A greeting interrupted his drifting thoughts. It was the door to the intelligence room that finally opened. A police officer was looking around with a few pages of documents, and then he saw himself with his right hand raised high.
"Here, may I ask -" "Follow me, go and get your bounty first."
"OK."
Although the police officer with the frown lines was not very friendly and even more impatient, when he heard the topic of income, these became trivial matters.
And it is also understandable that the police are dissatisfied with the "brave men" who stepped in to kill the meritorious service, not to mention that the performance here was so outstanding that the police were relatively marginalized.
Omer would not despise the security force because of this. After all, he knew that the police always wanted stability when facing such cases. They must first consider the damage to the building and then consider the possibility of accidental injury. The considerations and preparations before handling the matter are all important. Heap, and the efficiency is even more subtle because of actual implementation issues.
——At this time, all the other passers-by who had a hand in it would have already been involved.
If passers-by can handle it, the police will switch from being fully prepared on their own to trying to prevent passers-by from causing unnecessary damage and accidental injuries, and choose to provide assistance.
If passers-by can't handle it, then there's nothing to say. It's still the domain of the police.
Omo's group belongs to the former. The role of the police is behind the scenes, such as the compensation and protection funds that will be mentioned when the bounty is settled at this moment, and the follow-up information that Omo will need to ask about later.
There is quite a normal RPG mission chain where you have to understand the inside story of various branches, piece together the final information, and then find the final boss. When you are about to use the props associated with the boss to defeat him - suddenly a van airborne and several people rushed out. The stupid man defeated the boss three times, five times and five times divided by two, and then turned around and asked the brave men who defeated the boss for a "branch plot replay".
Side plot? You want this? You killed everyone! ?
"Killing is just for safety. In this era, the concept of death has to be calculated from the soul, isn't it?"
"How about I show you the bill for the soul gathering business?"
"It would not be good to reveal this kind of thing to citizens."
"That's all. Before we disclose the information, we need to confirm one thing from you."
"Confirm what?"
"Confirm that the group of girls you hired have clearly controlled the criminal, but you still went out of your way to kill him when they were in a stalemate. Is it really just for safety?"
"...Is it necessary? Today is not an era where information can be preserved by killing people and silencing them."
"Your race is a demon, Mr. Linton. In order to suppress some of the accusations and doubts against you, please sit in front of the lie detector first."
Accusations, questions?
It turns out that I even had a share of the reason why I had been struggling in the intelligence room for so long.
"certainly."
Omer sighed helplessly, unable to accuse this group of people of being cautious and cautious.
Different from the police station on the surface of Jiemen District, the vigilance of this group of people is indeed commendable. The police officers they met along the way were more or less frowning, as if cases were always around them and there were always prisoners waiting for them to take action.
In this kind of atmosphere, even a newcomer would be more or less assimilated.
And given the rate of incidents in foreign lands, this attitude cannot be said to be overly cautious.
"Then let's do it quickly. I still want to get back to the surface before five o'clock in the afternoon."
"Of course, it's just a matter of a few words."
The police officer nodded, looking carefully at the time proposed by the other party.
But that’s really just the sale time at the supermarket near your address.
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