How should the spirit master in the mental hospital save himself at the beginning?

Wang Heng looked at Jian Suxin's news and felt a little headache and...a little excited.

The soft and plump feeling on his hands seemed to have not faded away, and what happened in the bathroom that night was indeed very happy when he recalled it in his midnight dream...

"You killed Liu Qiang this time. Although it was not timely in terms of consequences, the bonus is still indispensable to you."

Qin Feng was writing and drawing at his desk, seeming to be calculating something.

The night watchmen of the Superpower Bureau usually receive a monthly allowance, and the amount of the allowance is not shockingly large.

Counting the strain from their daily training, they also need to spend their own money to repair them outside of work.

So if you only rely on subsidies, the life of a night watchman can only be said to be passable.

Wanting to buy a house in Han City is a fantasy.

However, most of the night watchmen's income is not large, especially those in the execution department. In Han City, a big city where land is at a premium, almost everyone has at least one apartment...

The bulk of the Night Watchman's income is the bonus after each mission is completed.

If you are a more diligent night watchman, even someone from the Investigation Department can make a lot of money.

But if you want to earn more, the danger level of the mission must naturally increase.

Some people go to look up some old cases, and the rewards for such cases are the highest.

There is a bounty hall, and some individuals are interested in the case and will reward some money for the incident.

In other words, if you complete this task, you will not only get bonuses, but also additional rewards.

"I don't want my part of the bonus this time. Please help me donate it to the victims of this incident."

Wang Heng actually felt a little guilty.

This "creation" action was obviously for himself.

Although even without a person like him, "Chuang" will do something equally explosive for the future development of the organization.

But if it has something to do with me, it has something to do with it. If I hold this money in my hand, I will feel uneasy.

"Then...then I don't want that part of me either!"

Although a string of zero numbers is tempting, if Wang Heng doesn't want it, Nie Beibei naturally won't want it either.

"..."

Qin Feng raised his head that had been lowered and glanced at the two of them silently.

"This incident has nothing to do with you personally. Don't feel too much pressure. If you feel really guilty, go to Pei Mo for guidance."

"I'm not under much pressure, but I don't want the money."

"Me too!"

"...as you wish."

Qin Feng stared at the two young men, "Don't worry too much about the future lives of the victims and their families. The bureau will try to provide the best arrangements."

"Ah."

......

Perhaps Pei Mo's subsequent mandatory speech had an effect.

On the first day after the "McKay Triumph Mall Incident", Han City spent its time calmly.

In addition to Han City, other cities have begun to experience extreme situations.

Perhaps the calm situation on the first day in Han City was just the calm before the storm.

"Well, there's something I want to tell you here."

Qin Feng was unusually embarrassed and spoke with a little trepidation.

"No way, Bureau Qin, are you here to be my aunt?"

Wang Heng looked at Qin Feng suspiciously, with a bit of scrutiny in his expression...

"Why should I be a aunt when I am a man! And women tend to be grumpy when they are aunts, which is not my situation!!"

"...It seems that Bureau Qin has done a lot of research in this area, please lead me~"

"roll!"

Wang Heng showed a bewildered smile, and when Qin Feng wasn't paying attention, he put a small box of tea leaves on Qin Feng's table into his arms.

This tea tastes pretty good, Wang Heng likes it very much.

However, Qin Feng's treasure was tight, so Wang Heng had to make this last resort.

"Let's get down to business, boss, it's dinner time!"

"You tell me about dinner at nine o'clock in the evening?"

"I eat four meals a day. If I miss one meal, I will lose one day of my life. If you waste my time any longer, you will endanger your life by seeking wealth!"

"..."

Wang Heng has temporarily lived in the Blackwater Villa for the past two days. He has no choice but to do so. His current residence has been watched by countless people overtly and covertly.

If it weren't for the good protection of the bureau, his original underwear might have been looted by the fanatical crowd.

"About what I told you yesterday about making a movie..."

After hearing this, Wang Heng immediately became energetic.

After all, it involves the important issue of whether he can establish himself as the nation's lover in the future. He sat upright and poured Qin Feng a cup of tea.

"Those who do art...really started fighting..."

"??"

Wang Heng's mind was filled with questions.

"Did you let them sit together and have a good chat, and then express their opinions and find that everyone has different opinions?"

"...right."

Although he really didn't want to admit that Wang Heng was right, Qin Feng really didn't expect that the scene of a fight between artistic superpowers would be so exciting...

"So the siren I heard in the villa last night wasn't someone sneaking in, it was them fighting, and you... were watching the show?"

Wang Heng saw through Qin Feng at a glance.

"..."

We still have a harmonious superior-subordinate relationship even if we see through it without telling it off.

When Wang Heng saw Qin Feng's silence, he knew what he meant.

"Then this scene can't be filmed. Alas, I originally thought that I must use all my skills to perform this scene well..."

Wang Heng immediately hit the snake with a stick, took back the tea that had just been handed to Qin Feng, and drank it in one gulp.

"..."

Qin Feng stared at Wang Heng for a while. After all, he was not as shameless as Wang Heng. He allowed a group of artists to fight just to watch a show. Those artists were certainly not stupid.

After reacting, they all declined to say:

"I have no inspiration these days."

"Well, I'm still writing a book myself, so I can't be distracted."

"Actually, I want to help, but my talents are exhausted..."

Qin Feng couldn't hold a gun to their heads and make them write the script, so the situation became a stalemate, and it depended on which side would lose face first.

Naturally, Qin Feng couldn't lower his face and ask for help, so he simply didn't plan to find those hot chicks.

"What do you suggest?"

Seeing Wang Heng's eagerness to try, Qin Feng revealed an imperceptible smile.

"I think these artists have experienced too little. If they follow me every day and take pictures of my daily hard work, maybe they can feel the inspiration called art from my great soul."

Qin Feng nodded in agreement and continued to ask:

"Then what do you want?"

"Of course there is!!"

Wang Heng felt that his opportunity had come again.

"Ahem... An outstanding young man like me doesn't have many requirements. I hope to have two artists who follow me and experience the sufferings of the world every day. One is innocent and cute, and has a crush on me, and the other is charming and passionate, and also They have a crush on me, they want to play with the hidden rules all the time, they want to forcefully kiss me at every turn, and they even launch a heinous money offensive against me..."

"Well, this is indeed a good opinion."

Unexpectedly, Qin Feng did not refuse, but nodded thoughtfully!