Officer Ozawa hesitated for a long time, and then said to the pavilion master: "I will try my best."
"Okay, but you have to be quick." The Pavilion Master nodded.
Officer Ozawa saluted, and the pavilion master waved his hand, indicating that he did not need to send him as a gift.
After the pavilion master left, Officer Ozawa let out a long breath.
It really put him under a lot of pressure just now. He sat on the chair, looked at the table and couldn't help but fall into hard thinking.
How on earth was he going to draw up this list.
Indeed, in Ozawa's observation, many people fit the characteristics of those evil gangs. They behave strangely and irrationally. But how can you completely prove that he has participated in the evil gang? What if that person I'm just a little nervous lately. What if I make a mistake? ?
The task assigned to him by the master of the pavilion put great pressure on Officer Ozawa. In fact, he did not want to put anyone on the opposite side of Shuangshou Pavilion.
Outside the window, the cold moon is like eyes, and the shadows are shining like frost on the rugged rock cliffs of Shuangshou Pavilion.
On the cliff, a Japanese-style castle almost growing together with the rocks stands under the cold moonlight. There is obviously no trace of night fog, but it makes people feel that it is completely shrouded in a layer of mystery. Staring there, there is something strange. When you are entranced, you will suddenly find a pair of eyes on the opposite side, staring at this end...
…
On the viewing stone platform, Lingling is sitting on a rock bench, quiet and elegant.
There is no one here, and even the night watchers may not go to such a remote corner.
I looked up at the moon, which was right above my head. I estimated that in about two days, this small moon front would completely disappear, and the entire earth would fall into absolute darkness.
"Lingling." A man came over with a lazy smile on his face, as if he had just woken up.
Lingling didn't get up, or even turn her head to look.
The person coming is Mo Fan. He made an appointment with Lingling last time to leave a note here if he finds anything important and meet at midnight.
"Did you find anything this time?" Mo Fan walked up and asked.
"Yes, but unfortunately the enemy is also very cunning." Lingling said.
"Why are you so cunning?" Mo Fan asked.
"He has some clones. He will never risk his true self until the most critical moment. When I saw a fish entering the net, I deliberately waited for a few days. Who knew that there was still this fish in it? There is a way, whether it is a small fish, it is better than catching nothing at all." Lingling turned around at this time and showed a charming smile.
With white teeth and bright eyes, Lingling is indeed a beautiful child, and the older she grows, the more evil she becomes.
"We have to take it one step at a time. Who is that little fish?" Mo Fan continued to step forward, almost reaching Lingling.
However, just when Mo Fan was about to take another step, his body stiffened inexplicably, as if his feet were caught by a rope, and it was very difficult to move.
Mo Fan frowned, looked down at his feet, and realized that he had stepped into a trap at some point.
Where he stepped, there was a magic circle the size of a manhole cover. Inside the magic circle were staggered brown light traces. No matter how complex these light traces were, they would form a Demonic Hexagram with several other light traces. The center of the Demonic Hexagram was , the spears of light stood up, locking Mo Fan in place, unable to move.
"You, you are that little fish." Lingling's smile did not diminish.
"Lingling, don't make such a joke, are you also possessed by a demon? I am Mo Fan..." Mo Fan said.
"Are you really Mo Fan? Then I will torture you with a few questions. If you can answer them, I will let you go?" Lingling walked around Mo Fan.
"You ask."
"The first time we met..."
"At Qingtian Hunting House." Mo Fan answered quickly.
"How many stripes were there on the Scottish striped student shirt I wore when we first met?" Lingling asked.
Mo Fan: "???"
"If you can't answer, then you will die." Lingling snapped her fingers, and the light marks in the trapped six-pointed star suddenly shot out a series of astonishingly powerful light-inch spears, and they directly carried out Lingchi's attack on Mo Fan. punishment!
"Lingling, are you crazy?" Mo Fan shouted while enduring the pain.
Lingling was indifferent. She even looked directly at Mo Fan who was being tortured, as if she was executing an enemy.
Mo Fan, who was trapped in the Demon Array, seemed to finally be unable to bear the puncture and laceration. His whole body glowed with blood-red light, and his whole body was like a large blood vessel that was congested and swollen, ready to burst at any time!
“BOOM!!!!!”
The plasma splashed out, but split open the surrounding rocks like swords, guns, swords and axes. Lingling ducked back. It seemed that a protective barrier had been arranged in advance where she stood, and the spilled plasma did not hurt her.
"Oh, the true colors have been revealed, right?" Lingling stared at the bloody man in the magic trap.
His whole body was bathed in flowing blood, and his appearance could not be clearly seen, let alone his skin. The Mo Fan in the Demonic Trap Array finally showed his true appearance.
In fact, he has no face at all, and the Blood Demon can transform into anyone.
"Then where did I show my flaw?" The Blood Demon stood under the cold moon, looking even more sinister and terrifying. He opened his mouth, but there was no tooth in it, like an old body without skin.
"Huh?" Lingling stood in the protective barrier.
"I am a dedicated and motivated Blood Demon. In the past, I often imitated a person and almost managed to live with his wife and children for several months without any problems. I could even do better than the original person. Perfect, making the people closest to me obsessed with me, completely forgetting the original person. If there is anything I should improve on, can you tell me before you die?" The Blood Demon showed a strange smile.
"If you want to imitate a person, you must first learn the person's flaws." Lingling replied.
After hearing these words, the Blood Demon really fell into thinking. After a while, he smiled again, as if he understood the meaning of Lingling's words.
"Only those with flaws and bad habits look real. The person I try to create a perfect image and deliberately try to gain recognition from others is actually scary and makes people feel hypocritical, right?" said the Blood Demon Humanity .
Lingling didn't talk any more nonsense with the blood demon.
The Blood Demon continued to smile. He looked really happy, as if he had learned a better skill, and said: "Thank you for your advice, so you can go and die... Oh, I said before you die, It’s you!”
Even though the Blood Demon was smiling, it was clear that he was showing an aura of crazy anger.
