The villain, his beauty is flourishing [Quick travel]

Qin Luo found an empty room, stuffed Tan Zheng in, took out a pen and paper, went to the empty seat and sat down.

"Tell me, what kind of hatred do you have with Hu Ling?"

Tan Zheng snorted coldly, "Taoist priests are born to cast down demons and eliminate demons, so do you need a reason to kill a vixen?"

Qin Luo took off the cap of the pen and wrote a few words on the paper, "Apart from this, is there no other reason?"

"No."

Qin Luo put down his pen, "You seem to have a big opinion on our administration?"

"No comment." Tan Zheng had a stinky face, and Hu Ling pushed open the door and poked his head: "Qin Luo, here's what you asked for."

"Come in." Qin Luo smiled and took the talisman from Hu Ling's hand, and walked to Tan Zheng.

"Fortunately, I had the foresight to ask Hu Ling to ask Brother Liu for a mantra."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Tan Zheng's black face, he patted the amulet on Tan Zheng's forehead.

"Now let's ask again." Qin Luo picked up the notebook, "Why did you kill Hu Ling?"

"Monster, the disaster of subjugation of the country." Tan Zheng pursed his lips tightly, trying to resist the power of the truth talisman.

"You are the evildoer, and your whole family is evildoer!"

Qin Luo pulled him back, "Hu Ling, calm down."

Hu Lingqi's fox paws were all exposed, "When he chased and killed me, I told him a hundred and eighty times that the one who got involved with the emperor was just an ordinary white fox."

Qin Luo held the notebook, "Is there anything else to add? So, you attacked Hu Ling because of your personal prejudice."

The mantra talisman flashed for a moment, and Tan Zheng couldn't help saying viciously, "He also insulted the reputation of the Holy King, damaged the image of the Holy King, and deceived the public with false words. Even a vixen dares to call the Holy King reborn, so he must be killed to make an example to others. .”

Qin Luo was taken aback when he heard the words. He has been in this world for so long, of course he knew that Shengjun was referring to his great-uncle, and Hu Ling became popular by playing his great-uncle.

Thinking of this, Qin Luo subconsciously looked at Hu Ling, and sure enough, he saw the same bewildered expression on the other's face.

"Grass!" Hu Ling, who had been unlucky since finishing filming that TV series, had a mouthful of blood in his throat this time, regretting it extremely.

If time goes back, he will not pick up that drama even if he is killed.

Qin Luo silently sympathized with Hu Ling with his eyes, then looked at Qin Zheng, "You think Hu Ling's role has damaged the image of the Holy King in your mind, and you found out that he is a fox, so you shot him Yes. Do you have anything to add to the above?"

"No." The mantra flashed again, and Qin Luo ticked the record paper.

Then he put down his pen and looked at Tan Zheng curiously, "Since you maintain the image of Shengjun so much, do you know who rescued Hu Ling from you?"

"I don't know." Qin Zheng replied in a firm voice.

"Heh—" Hu Linggui on the side laughed coldly, and said sarcastically, "Someone eats a sage, but in the end he doesn't even know that the sage is standing in front of him."

Tan Zheng stared wide-eyed, and asked word by word: "You, what, what?"

Qin Luo shrugged, "Hu Ling is right, the person who saved him is the sage you think of."

Tan Zheng's eyes widened instantly, and then he fainted out of breath.

A tall figure appeared in the room.

"Qin Luo, what were you talking about just now?"

Qin Luo and Hu Ling turned their heads and looked puzzled, "Boss, why are you here?"

Long Jun looked straight at Hu Ling, "You said it was Sheng Jun who saved you?"

This tone is a bit strange.

Hu Ling pondered in his heart, and nodded tentatively. Seeing the other party's eyes darken, he suddenly became excited, and quickly pointed to Qin Luo and explained, "The holy king is Qin Luo's great uncle, probably because Qin Luo and I are friends. , so it may be because of Qin Luo's face that Shengjun will save me."

Sure enough, after saying this, the dangerous aura on the other party subsided.

Qin Luo is not a fool either, seeing this, he asked: "Mr. Long and my great-uncle know each other?"

The very handsome young man nodded reservedly, thinking that when he was attached to the Panlong pillar in the Qinzheng Hall, he could be seen going to court every day, so he naturally knew him.

"Huh." Qin Luo was a little surprised, "I haven't heard my great-uncle mention you. It turns out that my great-uncle has a relationship with Long Jun."

Out of sympathy for Hu Penggouyou, Hu Ling quietly pinched him.

Seeing that the big brother is unusual for Long Jun, you even directly said that the big brother has never mentioned Long Jun, isn't that telling Long Jun that he doesn't remember you at all!

Qin Luo was pinched for a while, and immediately turned around, "Hu Ling, what are you pinching me for? Dragon Lord is here, don't mess around."

You idiot, it's the Dragon Lord who won't let you speak!

Thinking of this, Hu Ling saw the death gaze delivered by Shang Longjun, the smile on his face froze suddenly, and he silently withdrew his hand.

Forget it, if you want to die yourself and think that others have stopped you by mistake, this kind of situation is generally hopeless.

"Where is he now?"

Qin Luo scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "The great uncle is in the house I rented."

"Rental house?" Long Jun's voice raised two degrees, "You actually let him live in a rented house like you?"

Qin Luo felt ashamed for some reason, "Boss, you also know that I am now a black householder, and my great uncle is also a black householder. Although my great uncle has already earned enough money to buy a house, I cannot buy a house for the time being because of my registered permanent residence. "

Long Jun's eyes became colder, "How dare you ask him to earn money for you? You won't tell the Bureau if you don't have an account? Do you think our Special Administration Bureau can't even get an account?"

"But I asked the masters in the bureau, and they said that the registration is handled by other departments..." Qin Luo retorted weakly.

Long Jun frowned, "I'll let someone arrange it later."

"Ah? No, no need." Qin Luo shook his head quickly, "Although I didn't have a registered permanent residence before, I asked a girl to help me two days ago. She said she could help me with it."

Just as he was talking, Qin Luo's cell phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was a string of numbers without notes.

Qin Luo looked at Long Jun, and the other party turned his head, "Take it."

Qin Luo pressed to answer.

"Master Qin, the household registration has been completed, where are you now? I'll send it to you."

"Ah, just find a courier to deliver it to me, don't bother you to go there." Qin Luo didn't expect to say anything, and hurriedly reported the address of the administration.

"Alright then." The girl's voice on the other end of the phone was a little disappointed.

Qin Luo said a few more words of thanks, and then hung up the phone.

"I still have a vacant house near here that I can lend you for free. After all, even if you get your account in a short time, you won't be able to get a number."

Long Jun suddenly spoke, and Qin Luo was startled by his sudden generosity, "Borrow me for free, lend me?"

Long Jun raised his chin slightly, "Go back and discuss it, and give me an answer tomorrow morning. If you are not interested in the one near here, I still have a few sets in other places."

His words carried an unquestionable taste, Qin Luo nodded blankly, and then watched the other party's figure flash and disappeared in place.

"Strange." Qin Luo muttered, then looked at Hu Ling again, "What did you do to pinch me just now? It almost made me lose my composure in front of the boss."

Hu Ling ground his teeth, "I don't know good people, I was saving you just now, do you understand!"

"I'm not in any danger." Qin Luo was puzzled.

Hu Ling: "..."

"Don't mention this." Qin Luo held the notebook, "I have to find someone to process the surveillance video of the lot."

Hu Ling said suddenly, "Qin Luo, lend me your cell phone."

Qin Luo handed him the mobile phone and said, "Didn't you bring the mobile phone yourself?"

Hu Ling clicked on the social software without looking up, "My mobile phone's roaming fee is too expensive, and the data is almost used up."

He opened Weibo proficiently, and the hot topic happened to be the scene of the car accident. The headline of the news was that the truck turned strangely and hit the sidewalk, and the driver was burned to death in the driver's seat on the spot.

It appears that the passing of the car accident was not known.

Hu Ling was about to exit the software, but subconsciously clicked on the search button. Hu Ling saw his name on the hot search at a glance.

#Hu Ling Suspected to Go to Love Nest with Homosexuals#

Hu Ling frowned, and clicked on the hot search topic. The photo on the top was clearly the scene when he went downstairs with Qin Luo after admitting his mistake to the boss, and was secretly photographed by paparazzi on the road.

In the comments, it was his fans who were scolding the marketing account for him. Hu Ling felt a little relieved. Fortunately, his fans were sensible and did not believe this inexplicable guess.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Luo saw the red and white on his face, and couldn't help looking closer curiously.

Hu Ling turned off the phone with a guilty conscience, "It's nothing, just to see the aftermath of the car accident."

"Don't worry about the car accident, our bureau will do the finishing work well." Qin Luo comforted him while taking the phone.

"The driver's death can't be blamed on you. If you didn't force him to turn around at that time, the pedestrians along the way might have suffered."

knock, knock, knock

There was a knock on the door, and Liu Neng probed and handed in an envelope, "Qin Luo, this is the bonus that the boss just gave you and the last work-related injury compensation."

Qin Luo was startled, and quickly took the envelope. The envelope was so thin that he couldn't feel it.

Qin Luo opened it curiously and saw a check lying quietly inside.

"How many?" Hu Ling was curious.

Qin Luo put the check back in the envelope and pinched himself hard.

The pain is extremely obvious.

"Fuck, it's not a dream." Qin Luo blurted out, "The boss actually gave me a bonus of 20 yuan!"

Even if the previous bonuses were included, the amount on the check far exceeded what he deserved.

Liu Neng looked inside, "That Tan Zheng, is he alright?" With his head down, he must have been beaten to death, right?

"It's okay, I just passed out." Qin Luo said slowly. "I just asked a few words with the mantra, and he got mad at himself."

"So that's how it is." Liu Neng breathed a sigh of relief, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

After Liu Neng left, Qin Luo put the records he had sorted out back into his files, so he had time to ask Hu Ling about the Nine-Tailed Fox.

"What happened to the white fox?"

Hu Ling shrugged, "The white fox is very vain. In order to become a nine-tailed fox, he snatched the tail of other foxes and put it on his body. After the foolish king who was obsessed with it destroyed the country, someone accidentally saw the white fox behind him. The real tail and the eight fake tails, and it was confirmed that the white fox belonged to our Nine-Tails clan."

Then the Nine-Tails clan was murdered from then on, and it hasn't been cleaned up after hundreds of years.