Personal profession fills in corpses, the police are numb

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a normal person.

No, it's not like a human being riding a horse at all!

Jiang Bai smiled lightly, signaling the two policemen not to be nervous.

Then he patted Bai Wuchang on the shoulder: "The thing is too heavy, so I asked my friend to help deliver it, is it reasonable?"

Policeman Zhao silently glanced at the picture of ghosts and animals he had just drawn.

Swallowing: "It's reasonable, but your friend...why..."

After struggling for a long time, Lao Zhao finally found a suitable adjective, "So straight!"

Jiang Bai took it for granted: "The talent is extraordinary, of course a man must be straight."

Old Zhao's mouth twitched wildly: "..."

"Then why are you ringing the bell? Also, your friend's attire..."

Of course, the two policemen would not believe him. They observed Bai Wuchang's actions and continued to question him.

Hear this.

Li Fugui was overjoyed, and was so moved that tears were about to come out.

Two big brothers!

Is your IQ finally on the high ground yet? ?

He is a zombie!

Zombies! ! !

Li Fugui kept yelling in his heart, as if this could help the two policemen find something strange.

Jiang Bai couldn't hold back his smile, and he said confidently: "Of course it's fun to ring the bell and put on clothes, isn't it driving corpses?"

Two policemen: "..."

"(°ー°〃)"

"(°ー°〃)"

It makes so much sense.

Do you want the dignified police to say that he chased away the corpse?

joke!

Where are the zombies in this world!

Old Zhao and the buddy next to him took a big sip of water at the same time, suppressing their shock.

"Ahem, of course it won't be driving corpses. In modern society, everyone should believe in science. However, you still need to pay attention to the impact of your costume, it's not good to scare people."

Jiang Bai nodded: "Okay, okay, sorry for scaring the police."

Old Zhao raised his chest and said proudly, "We are the police, so we won't be afraid."

Seeing this scene, the water friends in the live broadcast room laughed like crazy.

"This wave, this wave is a self-explosive truck!! Hahahaha I never thought that the boss of the dead man would come up and let himself go!"

"All I can say is that the heifer takes hormones—it's amazing! The boss is jumping repeatedly on the death line!"

"I've thought of a thousand ways for the corpse exorcist to avoid the police's inspection, except for riding on the face!"

"The two police officers are so cute hahahaha, did you see that painting, (￣︶￣)↗!"

……

The two policemen didn't know that their entire reaction was broadcast live.

At this moment, I calmed down my inner emotions a little bit.

The big bag of prohibited weapons that Old Zhao put Bai Wuchang on the ground.

Reach out and grab.

We must carry it up.

After trying hard, I found that Shen was still to blame!

It doesn't make sense.

Who makes fake toy guns and so on?

No wonder his mother went bankrupt and ran away.

In order to ease the embarrassment, he quietly loosened the cloth bag.

Cough twice.

"except this……"

"Any more?"

What he said was asking Jiang Bai if there were any remaining contraband.

If there are any, send them together so that they can carry out the record processing.

Seeing that these words fall into Jiang Bai's ears, it has another meaning.

"Yes, I have."

"There are eleven more."

"I called them in."

The wishes of comrades of the people's police must be fulfilled!

Said, Jiang Bai nodded, shook his palm lightly, and the soul-destroying bell rang again!

Jingle Bell……

The crisp bell rang through the entire police station.

What followed was the sound of heavier footsteps than before!

boom!

boom!

The footsteps that appeared this time were obviously much denser.

neat and tidy.

If the hammer fell on the heart just now.

So now it's just bombarding with cannons!

The faces of the two policemen froze.

The temples throbbed.

Inexplicably, there is a bad feeling.

Groove.

"No way……"

"At least not so..."

The two twitched their cheeks twice.

Qiqi looked at the gate of the police station.

boom……

The footsteps came from far to near, and soon came to the door of the office.

The two policemen looked up subconsciously.

The whole person suddenly froze in place!

"Fuck...fuck!"

"Why so many!!!"

But see, at this time in front of the office.

Covered with dense figures in black robes!

He is tall and exudes an invisible sense of oppression, as if he is an evil spirit who has experienced blood and fire on the battlefield and returned from hell!

A gust of wind is blowing!

The two policemen subconsciously wrapped their clothes tightly, and their faces turned a little blue.

numb!

Everyone is numb!

Even if they are mentally prepared.

Seeing these twelve black robes...

When the figure with stiff joints.

Hair is numb!

Thorn pull!

The light bulbs above the office began to flicker frantically at this moment.

The lights of the entire police station flickered.

It's like a ghost movie scene!

"..." Old Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, "You...you..."

For a while.

He swallowed the words that came to his lips again.

Crazy told myself. ,

Don't think about it.

It must be a coincidence!coincide!

The live broadcast took off directly.

"As scary as he is, there are still eleven boss exorcists!"

"Brain: I think they're zombies! Mouth: No! Believe in science!"

"We are professionally trained, we will not be afraid!"

"The person is in the toilet, already laughing!"

"At this moment, the coffin of science was pushed back by the two sirs, and nails were even driven into it!"

……

Watching the ridicule of the water friends in the live broadcast room.

The little girl sneered in her heart.

The two policemen have already slowed down.

Use scientific belief to let yourself escape from evil imagination.

"Hehehe..." Old Zhao laughed dryly, "You youngsters are quite good at playing~"

"If we weren't the police, we would have been really scared by you."

However, in order to ease the somewhat embarrassing atmosphere.

Old Zhao took out the dusty old-fashioned rifle from his cloth bag.

After studying it carefully, I fell into deep thought: "Who makes this kind of gun toy? It's a style from the last century. Is this for business or charity..."

He played with it carefully for a while.

Rifle in disrepair.

Without anyone touching the trigger.