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There was a small strand of gray-black hair under the fence of the cell. Shao Ran squatted down and wiped it lightly with his finger, and the remaining hair of the monster disappeared into the air.

He was slightly stunned, how could there be traces of low-level monsters in the basement?

Monsters are also divided into levels and levels based on their own strength. Can such a collection of demon energy that cannot even be repaired in the most basic human form be able to sneak into the Special Criminal Investigation Department?

Considering Jing Yu's sudden concern about Pei Lanzhi's phone call, he was surprised, no way...

Could it be that Pei Lanzhi on the bed is a fake and has already run away?

Or it's avatarism.

The avatar technique is not a simple spell with many restrictions. He has only seen the Fufeng Sword before which can separate the sword from its scabbard to achieve consciousness avatar, and how Miao Chen can use the magic weapon to separate the same person at different times. The avatar was killed, and Miao Chen could be resurrected as an avatar at another time, but he had never heard of Pei Lanzhi's avatar or puppet technique since he knew Pei Lanzhi.

He thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to Pei Lanzhi in the cell. Just when his hand was about to touch Pei Lanzhi's breath, Pei Lanzhi on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Are you sick?"

Shao Ran coughed dryly, "See if you're still alive."

Pei Lanzhi was expressionless.

Shao Ran pretended to be calm and left with his hands behind his back. He called Jing Yu back and said, "Pei Lanzhi is still in the Special Criminal Investigation Department."

Jing Yu was a little embarrassed, "I was overthinking."

Since the little black ball was not Pei Lanzhi, why did it find him?At this time the night was getting dark, Jing Yu looked out of the dark window and finally softened his heart. He hoped that the black ball had left, but when he opened the door, he found that the black ball was still huddled on the edge of the anti-theft door.

Holding tightly in his hand a crooked wooden stick, on which was carried a pocket luggage wrapped in sackcloth, about the size of a fist, so cute as hell.

There was a cool breeze blowing in the corridor, which made the black ball shiver.

Heiqiu looked at the light source projected inside the door, and the warm breath on Jing Yu's body couldn't help letting out an aggrieved hum, "Goo..."

Such a small group of monsters, weak and helpless, may be trampled to death by those who come and go.

"Come in." Jing Yu sighed, he didn't feel any threat from Black Ball, so he mercifully let the frozen little guy through the door.

Hei Qiu stood in the porch and didn't dare to move. Jing Yu turned around and found Saraj lurking in the living room. Nick poked his head out. Just as he was about to step forward, Saraj pinned down his paw, "Roar."

Nick had to go back to his nest.

Jing Yu saw that Saraj was only paying attention to the action of the black ball, and did not resist or drive away, so she said to the black ball: "Today you can spend the night here."

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the inch-sized carpet under his feet.

Hei Qiu nodded obediently, let out a breath, and sat down on the carpet.

Jing Yu went into the kitchen to warm up a glass of milk, and when he returned to the living room, Hei Qiu unpacked his luggage. Inside the fist-sized package was a sock—white shallow men's socks.

Jing Yu almost spat milk, "Is this the sock that was blown away by the wind when I was drying clothes yesterday?"

Hei Qiu nodded, and returned the socks to Jing Yu like presenting treasures.

Jing Yu was a little surprised, "So you came to me for this?"

The black ball nodded, and shook again, it swayed its body uneasily, its eyes fell on Jing Yu's lips covered with milk froth.

just want to be with you...

Jing Yu thought it wanted to get some reward, so he happily prepared a lot of small dried fish for Hei Qiu, and Hei Qiu took his hand and ate one bite at a time until his belly rounded.

On the second day, Heiqiu huddled in the corner and unexpectedly did not leave. Instead, he offered to help Jing Yu when cleaning, and pushed the rag with his small body to scrub the floor. .

Jing Yu couldn't bear it because it was cute, so she didn't forcefully drive her away.

A few days ago, he had ordered a dessert teaching course in a dessert shop through an online appointment, and he was going to go out to study on Monday.

The location of the class is located in a private residence, not far from the happy community.

Regarding whether Saraj and Nick can go with him, Jing Yu got a positive answer after asking the owner’s opinion. The owner has a blue cat with a docile personality, while Saraj and Nick are very sensible. Jing Yu is not worried, only the black ball.

"Stay at home obediently and wait for me to come back, okay?" Jing Yu asked Hei Qiudao.

The black ball was lost and looked a little sad.

Jing Yu could only say: "Then you hide in my bag, be good."

"Hey!" The black ball swelled up with joy.

Jing Yu came to Mr. Dessert's private residence. Mrs. Dessert was taken aback when he saw Saraj. After all, Saraj is a retired military dog ​​with a strong aura, but soon he was caught by Saraj. Every move of the kitten basket conquered.

Nick sat obediently in the basket, not making a fuss, but seeing his own kind was a little scared, but Saraj was beside him, so he mustered up his courage and greeted the owner's blue cat, " Meow."

The blue cat sniffed it and responded very friendly.

But to Jing Yu's surprise, he thought the dessert teacher would be a girl. After all, when they communicated online, the teacher's profile picture was a cute cat.

"My surname is Tian, ​​Tian Xin." Just after the dessert teacher introduced himself, the other two students laughed in unison.

"This name is a bit cute." The young man himself laughed, "Let's get to know each other today. From now on, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, there will be dessert classes. You can freely choose whether you want to learn or not."

In addition to Jing Yu, there are two other girls who come together to learn how to make pastry.

The dessert teacher looks cool and handsome, but his name is unexpectedly soft and cute, even his craftsmanship. The first class today is to learn about the tools for making pastry and baking cranberry biscuits. Before that, he let the students Sit down and make yourself a pot of strong coffee for everyone to taste.

Jing Yu never drank coffee, so he explained with some embarrassment: "Sorry, I can't drink this, I just want a glass of plain water."

He is handsome, tall and outstanding, and he has pets. He is actually very attractive, and the girls can't help but peek at him.

The dessert teacher originally thought that he would like coffee, because Jing Yu has a very temperament in his gestures, and maybe he would like freshly ground coffee that is more emotional. Unexpectedly, Jing Yu completely followed the route of health preservation, and talked with two girls about his daily routine of going to bed and getting up early And pets, "My Ajie wakes up at four o'clock in the morning, but it's not noisy. We usually go to the park for a few laps."

Tian Xin almost choked, "Four o'clock?"

The girl who originally wanted to run into Jing Yu while walking the dog was devastated. She had never seen the sun at four o'clock in the morning in her life!

"Night? Go to bed at 10:30 in the evening." Jing Yu smiled ignorantly.

The girls looked at each other.

Tian Xin smiled at the side, but at the moment when his expression was most relaxed, Saraj suddenly screamed wildly.

Saraj couldn't yell for no reason, Jing Yu immediately ran to the living room, and saw the kittens hiding under the sofa in panic, Saraj growled at the anti-theft door, and at the door, someone pushed a pink cat envelope.

"What's wrong?" Jing Yu hugged the furious Saraj.

And Tian Xin picked up the envelope, his smile turned pale in an instant, his fingertips were stiff, and he stuffed the envelope into his pocket for a while, "It's okay, let's bake biscuits."

The young man's expression didn't seem to be all right, Jing Yu sniffed the tip of his nose in confusion, "What's the smell?"

The young man was stiff, and he walked into the kitchen with a dry smile. After a while, he stuffed the pink letter into the trash can, revealing a bloody mark.

The accident disturbed everyone's minds, and Saraj returned to calm. It wanted to enter the kitchen, but Jing Yu stopped it.

When Jing Yu walked into the kitchen, he could smell blood. The smell was strong, and it must not be human blood. When he was stirring the eggs, he wanted to ask Tian Xin if he needed help, but Tian Xin didn't seem to want to bring the topic up. to the envelope.

A girl who also saw the pink envelope smiled and said, "Could it be a love letter?"

Tian Xin shook his head and said, "No."

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything more, Jing Yu worked quietly.

The two girls exchanged their egg-beating experience. After Tian Xin explained the production process, he left the kitchen and went to the bathroom.

Taking advantage of the two girls not paying attention, Jing Yu wanted to bend over to dig through the trash can, but he saw that the black ball who had sneaked into the kitchen was one step ahead of him, unfolding the torn pink envelope and the blood-stained inside pages.

Jing Yu was stunned, and then pursed his lips seriously. After today's baked biscuits were freshly baked, he immediately fed the biscuits to the black ball who helped.

Knowing that she shouldn't meddle in other people's business, Jing Yu still can't let her mind go, because there are only three words written in blood on the letter paper - "Go to hell".

Tian Xin, who came back from the bathroom, seemed to have cried, his eyes were slightly red, he was not interested, after hastily evaluating the biscuits of the students, he packed some self-made snacks for the two girls and Jing Yu, as a send-off up.

Jing Yu picked up a small piece of shredded paper and walked out of the gate of the community. He gave Saraj a sniff of the shredded paper. Its nose became extremely sensitive after Jing Yu smeared it with spirit grass juice.

Saraj shook his head, and ran towards a dessert shop outside the community with small steps.

Jing Yu looked up and saw that the dim sum shop with the words "Sweetheart's Sweetheart" on the signboard was Tian Xin's own business, because the decoration of the shop was exactly the same as Tian Xin's WeChat avatar.