Xinglu looked at him and nodded without any objection, "I'll ask Fang Wenbo to write a report later. By the way, how is your mother lately?"
Zhou Qi's hand in his pocket licked lightly, "If you hang it with money, you can still live for a few months."
Xinglu patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.
There was only a mess left in the house after the bodies were taken away. The landlord had already rushed to the door to ask Lin Qiao to pay for it.
The coagulated blood stuck to the floor, a corner of the window sill was broken, and the floor inevitably bore a few scars from the axe.
Lin Qiao promised that the other party would lose money after getting Lin Deshun's deposit tomorrow, and then he calmed down his temper and turned around to leave.
It would take some time to clean the living room. Lin Qiao looked at Chu Ji, a smile suddenly appeared on her lips, and she said calmly and gently: "Can you help me?"
As soon as she smiled, the gray world of monsters became vivid and interesting, and the spread of colors made the coagulated blood on the floor look like blooming wild roses, bringing a bit of joy.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Mop the floor and get all the blood out of those cracks."
When he wanted to come over again, Lin Qiao turned around and took the mop and rag and put them into his hands. "You have so many 'hands', don't waste their functions."
In order to help him better understand what housework is, she had previously called up the cleaning guide from her mobile phone and showed it to him.
Chu Ji really learned quickly. The split flesh flaps at the tips of his tentacles simulated human fingers. He picked up the mop and bucket and entered the toilet. Then he started working on the floor with several fingers at the same time.
One shovels blood clots and throws them into the trash can, one follows behind and mops the floor, and one helps change the water on the rag. The whole process is very orderly.
There was another one that quietly climbed onto the sofa and wrapped around Lin Qiao's legs. She was in a good mood to squeeze it as she was lazy.
Chuji's waist just felt numb, and she turned around to see the tentacles stretched out disobediently from her lower back playing with her, and then with a normal expression, she transferred most of her tactile nerves to that tentacle.
The happiness doubled in an instant. He narrowed his eyes in comfort and excitement, curled the corners of his lips and continued to clean distractedly.
Lin Qiao completely regarded the ferocious black and red tentacles as a moving rope, wrapping them around her fingertips and tying a bow.
Not to mention the style is quite unique and cute.
She glanced at Chu Ji casually, and when she saw him turning his face to look at her, the tips of his ears turned red.
Lin Qiao, who realized that he was going too far without working, smiled again and immediately untied the knot, "It won't hurt, right?"
"It doesn't hurt."
In order to show that it really doesn't hurt and still likes it, one of the monster's hands melted and gathered into the sofa to form a pile of squirming "ropes". He said in a conniving tone, "You can tie them all into knots if you continue to play."
A single soft touch is quite cute, but if it turns into a bunch, the visual effect will be greatly compromised and a bit disappointing.
Lin Qiao silently moved her eyes away, retracted her hand, and stood up, "I've had enough rest. Give me a piece of rag and I'll help."
Chu Ji said regretfully, "Okay."
With His help, the house was quickly cleaned, and Lin Qiao received all the inheritance left by his parents the next day. Except for the 20,000 yuan deposit in Lin Deshun's account, all that was left was an old mobility scooter.
She took Chu Ji to the incineration plant and snatched the body from the furnace mouth, "I will handle it myself."
The police station already knew about the murder case in the slums and did not involve Lin Qiao. They just merged the cases and pointed them all at Zhuang Huai's child, using him as the culprit to close the case.
After all, Lin Qiao couldn't be caught with anything, so this result was no surprise.
The extra corpses of the alien species were transported away, and the remaining corpses did not have citizenship levels, so it was naturally irrelevant.
Lin Qiao easily got the two bodies back into the car after completing the formalities, "Chu Ji, my parents have been dead for a while, can you still get the memories from their brains?"
Chu Ji: "What do you want to do?"
Lin Qiao drove the car to an uninhabited Black Sea beach, turned off the engine and explained: "Lin Deshun and Zhao Gang know each other, and Zhao Gang seems to be connected to a super company. I think there are some strange things that I can't understand clearly. I want to see Look at his memory. After you collect it, tell me everything in detail."
Chu Ji didn't think this was a problem, so he just asked, "Where is your mother?"
Lin Qiao was silent.
"Take a look too."
She used to always ask Luo Jinyu why he still gave birth to her when he was so disgusted. It was not just because of the girl. What were those additional factors? She wanted to know in her heart.
Luo Jinyu never told her, and she was so disgusted that she didn't even want to mention the memories. She only regretted why everything became irreversible when she was transformed from a cell into a human.
The wind and waves on the beach were strong and the black water surged. Luo Jinyu's body bag was first pulled open to reveal an unrecognizable face.
Chu Ji stretched out a very thin tentacle and penetrated into the shattered brain, and spread his knuckled hands towards Lin Qiao, "I can let you see it directly."
Lin Qiao looked at the rotten face for a moment, then stretched out his hand and put it into the monster's porcelain-white palm.
There was a slight pain in the wrist bone, as if a very fine needle had penetrated into the blood vessel. Lin Qiao's eyes suddenly lost focus, and his pupils were stained with a layer of death-like gray, and he fell into the vortex of memory.
"Government Z has raised taxes again. 25% of the grain production has to be turned over every year. If there is not enough money to make up for it, it is really fucking hard for people to live!"
"Don't they know that with acid rain falling like this, the land is getting worse every year? It's almost impossible to grow sweet potatoes!"
"The agricultural and commercial groups have kept suppressing the price of grain harvests, and the dictatorship has not allowed us to sell individually. Sooner or later we will be driven crazy."
At this time, Lin Deshun was still running his own family farm, holding several acres of land to make a living, surrounded by neighbors who were doing the same business as him.
However, the living environment is getting worse year by year. Agricultural and commercial groups are not under the jurisdiction of the Z government. In order to make more money, the chaebols have repeatedly lowered the price of grain harvests, resulting in constant conflicts in the village and a gloomy atmosphere.
Farmers living in the cracks can't afford to pay for fuel vehicles. God knows the price of oil is ridiculously expensive, so they have to use cheap synthetic lubricants as oil. Even if they reduce costs in this way, they can't stand being exploited at all levels.
It was at this time that Luo Jinyu knelt down and prayed to his God, asking for a son who would do well in everything and achieve great things.
Not only was it her heart's desire, but also because her husband, Lin Deshun, favored boys over girls and dreamed of having a son.
Compared with the future of farmers like them, there is no citizenship status, and they can only do the most rubbish jobs in the city. There is nothing for a girl except to let her work as a prostitute to earn enough living expenses. usefulness.
The abnormal class society made Lin Deshun become extreme. He longed for the stars, the moon, and his son to come to him. He was even willing to spend a lot of money to prescribe tonics for Luo Jinyu's body despite the financial constraints, hoping that she would not live up to her expectations. My belly will give birth to a son as soon as possible
