believe your evil

The friend mentioned by Mr. Meng has been dead for 22 years, and Sheng Lian is just 22 years old. Both of them happen to be snow lotus plants that are rare in ten thousand years. The scene mentioned by Mr. Meng is exactly the same as that in his dream. It's hard not to even think about it.

But there is only so much information in total, Meng Wangque didn't mention it all the way back, Sheng Lian didn't want to chase after the leader to ask more questions, so let it go.

Back at No. 9, Ji Jiuyou had already arrived one step ahead of time. His expensive luxury car was parked in the yard grandiosely, but in fact, No. 9 never allowed the staff to park the car in the yard. The reason was naturally to keep a low profile— —

In fact, the 9 townhouses in their eyes are different from the three townhouses in the eyes of ordinary people. Huang Sewei once told him that a "blind eye charm" was pressed under the foundation of the three villas in 9 places. The uniforms on them are also special. Ordinary people will never find that this villa is often entered and exited by people inside and out, let alone know that this villa is a special office of the underworld in the human world.

Although he didn't know what the effect of the "Ecstasy Talisman" was, Sheng Lian found that the residents in this community did not have any special curiosity about their building. As if this building and the staff coming in and out of them didn't exist.

Followed Meng Wangque into Office 9 and went up to the interrogation department on the second floor. At the top of the stairs, they met Shen Ma who was waiting for them.

When Shen Ma saw Meng Wangque, she kicked her heel hard, pretending to salute: "Mr. Meng!"

Meng Wangque frowned and said, "As long as you are tall, lead the way."

The three of them entered the interrogation room, passed the three keys, and walked towards the interrogation room where Awan was being held. On the way, Shen Ma winked at Sheng Lian, seeing that Meng Wangque didn't pay attention to them, and deliberately lagged behind by a few steps. Ask Sheng Lian: "I heard that Sister Huang died?"

Sheng Lian looked at him speechlessly: "You want to be purified by Sister Huang, so you say that?"

Shen Ma sighed: "I'll go to the hospital to see her when I have time," paused, and then complained in a low voice, "Damn it! Don't you know that I almost broke my leg just to catch that Awan, loach If I hadn't guessed where she was going, I would have been run away by her."

With that said, the three of them walked to the interrogation room where Awan was held.

Sheng Lian looked at the grade sign at the door, there were no letters, only the word "Special".

Special interrogation room.

It is said that those who entered this interrogation room either lost their souls or were thrown into the Eighteen Hells for eternity.

Sheng Lian and Shen Ma looked at each other, and they all trembled.

Pushing open the door, this special interrogation room is really different from other levels of interrogation rooms. There is no surveillance, like a dark prison cell, with a cold smell of iron filings, and a faint smell of blood that goes straight to the tip of the nose.

Sheng Lian frowned at the smell of blood, but Shen Ma poked her head curiously, looking in over Meng Wangque's shoulder.

Meng Wangque paused, as if remembering something, she turned her head to pay attention and said, "Since you are involved in this case, you will naturally come in, but I will say hello in advance, boys, no matter what you see later, Don’t make any fuss, let alone yell at me.”

Shen Ma and Sheng Lian nodded together and followed Meng Wangque in.

After closing the door, I walked a few more steps in and crossed a screen-like two-meter-high wall blocking the door. I saw a beam of light hitting the center of the room, and a woman sat quietly in that beam of light with her head down. , and in the darkness beyond the light beam, Cui Zhuanlun stood and Ji Jiuyou sat.

Meng Wangque quietly led Shen Ma and Sheng Lian around the base of the wall and approached. Cui Zhuanlun turned his head and glanced at Meng Wangque. After the two looked at each other silently, Cui Zhuanlun looked at Sheng again. Lian didn't say anything, and turned his gaze back in silence.

Ji Jiuyou sat with his jaw propped up from beginning to end, his eyes calmly and indifferently falling on the woman named Awan in the light beam.

Meng Wangque walked quietly to Cui Zhuanlun and lowered his voice: "Have you recruited?"

Cui Zhuanlun shook his head.No move.

Meng Wangque slowed down, and then asked in a low voice: "Aren't you willing to say anything?"

Cui Zhuanlun shook his head again.Did not say.

Meng Wangque didn't suppress her voice this time, but just looked at the woman and said two words softly: "Looking for death."

Apparently the woman heard this, she raised her head slowly, revealing a young and plain face, with unwillingness in her eyes, she said through gnashing of teeth, "It's my bad luck to be caught by you."

Meng Wangque raised her eyebrows, and whistled as if applauding.

The light was shot straight from the top of the woman's head. The light was so strong that it seemed to dye her body with a layer of gold. She sat there in a posture of catching her hands, her wrists were firmly placed on her legs, and her back was also pressed against her. The back of the chair seemed to be tightly bound by an invisible rope.

Sheng Lian originally wondered what kind of high technology this was, but after his eyes got used to the strong light, he turned to look at the surrounding darkness and was stunned.

In mid-air and in the dark, there are countless black cones hanging, and the tip of each cone is pointing towards the woman under the beam of light, like a ghost seeking life in the dark night, all of which make people tremble.

And in this interrogation room, the most frightening thing is not the Hei Lingcone who hangs in the air and can kill instantly, but Ji Jiuyou who always sits silently on the chair.

Sheng Lianjue realized that the Ji Jiuyou at this moment was different from anything he had seen before. Those warm words, the tender wiping movements, and the smiling gentleman's face seemed to be nothing more than a false mask worn on the face.

The real Ji Jiuyou may not be known to the public, or maybe it is like this now.

After all, Shen Ma is a feathered shellfish. He was chilled by the prison-like interrogation room and the increasingly cold atmosphere. He hugged his arms and shook, and asked Sheng Lian in a low voice: "Hey, do you feel that?" It's kind of cold in here."

Sheng Lian: "It's okay."

Shen Ma muttered to herself, birds really can't be friends with vegetables.

Just after finishing speaking, a black awl pierced through the darkness and pierced the woman's thigh, and a bloody hole was instantly exposed in the air.

"Ah!" The woman screamed, kneeling down on the ground in pain, clutching her legs, trembling all over, not knowing whether it was from pain or fear, he said with a trembling voice, "You guys, you're using illegal activities! Immigrants!" Management law has never had such an interrogation process!"

Meng Wangque tutted: "Yo, I still know the law." She swayed her legs and smiled in the darkness beyond the light beam, and snorted: "The immigration management law doesn't protect you monsters, why pretend? Since it's been 22 years You had the guts to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but now you still want the treatment that a normal monster should have, are you kidding me?"

Awan was stunned for a moment, she probably didn't expect her identity to be found out so quickly, showing a trace of panic, but under the strong light, she could only see the figures in the dark, but couldn't see the faces clearly, looking for the voice. In the past, argued: "What 22 years ago, I don't know what you're talking about!"

Cui Zhuanlun spoke at this moment, with a thick voice, with the rational indifference of a judge, and slowly said: "Ah Wan, your body is a 'troll rabbit' with four red claws, no tail, cannibalism, and a demon-suppressing tower. One of the monsters, you took the opportunity to fish in troubled waters to escape to the human world during the chaos of the Netherworld, and lived among ordinary people as Awan. There are ghosts in the products, and you sell these skin care products to ordinary humans, what else do you have to argue about?"

After listening to it, Awan sat on the ground with his hands on his legs. He was stunned for a while, and argued again: "Yes, yes, I am a rabbit spirit, but I am not a man-eating rabbit. If you don't believe me, you can beat me back to my original shape. I have a tail, and my paws are not red, and I don’t eat people! I don’t know what’s wrong with the health care products you’re talking about, and I get all my products from the suppliers’ factories. I don't know anything at all."

Just finished speaking, as if to prove her innocence, she closed her eyes, gritted her teeth hard, and changed back to her original body on the spot.

Awan's original body was a white rabbit about 20 centimeters long, with long ears, a snow-white body, a short tail, and four snow-white paws. "The Man-Eating Demon Rabbit".

The little rabbit has soft snow-white fur and looks very cute. It ran around in the light circle, quickly stretched out its paws tentatively, jumped out of the light beam circle, and ran towards the urging wheel.

The figures of Cui Zhuanlun and Meng Wangque were imprinted in those big red eyes, and Shen Ma and Sheng Lian behind them were not clearly seen, but obviously the irrelevant people present were not important at all, she was very smart and knew Just prove your identity to the "chief judge" of this trial.

Its red eyeballs quickly printed a pair of trouser legs and a chair, and it immediately realized who was in charge here, so it hurriedly jumped over, stopped after approaching, and confirmed that the "chief judge" would not kick After kicking him away, he slowly approached him, cautiously.

The prototype of the main body is too small, and Awan dare not raise his eyes to look around. So far, he has not seen who the sitting man is, but after she ran over, he picked her up with one hand, and she shrank the back of her neck obediently. , like a pitiful kitten, and then, the man's face and his smiling and indifferent eyes finally appeared in her eyes.

"Little rabbit, lying will turn you into roasted rabbit meat." Ji Jiuyou held the white rabbit in his hand, and said slowly with a smile, but his eyes were cold.

Seeing this face clearly, the little white rabbit shrank its red pupils and trembled in horror.

However, Ji Jiuyou continued to hold her with one hand, his posture of propping his chin remained unchanged, and the smile on his lips was cold as if he would put the roast rabbit meat on the plate at any time.

Not to mention Cui Zhuanlun and Meng Wangque at this moment, even Sheng Lian could see something was wrong——

How do you feel that this person and one rabbit know each other?

Awan is obviously struggling, but more trembling, she seems to have seen some frightened scene, her two hind legs kept kicking back in the air, finally, there was a scream from the hare's lips, the white rabbit was struggling Breaking free from Ji Jiuyou's grasp, he flipped back, turned back into a human and fell to the ground on the spot.

The lights in the interrogation room suddenly came on, and the black cone that had been in the air had disappeared.

Awan turned back into a human again, looked at Ji Jiuyou sitting on the chair in horror, shrank back in a panic, and shook his head: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I didn't do anything, it's none of my business Shit, I really didn't do anything 22 years ago!"

Sheng Lian and Shen Ma were very surprised by this sudden change of attitude, they looked at each other, and at the same time thought silently in their hearts, it seems that everyone is very afraid of becoming a dish.

Look at this scary.

Ji Jiuyou still didn't stand up, looked down at Awan, and spoke softly and slowly, but what he said was extremely cruel: "You have been given away by me as a token of love, why, it's only been 22 years , have you already forgotten how the body of the man-eating rabbit was purified?"

Awan has not forgotten it, and will never forget it in this life. She seemed to be reminded of the past, and finally got up, knelt in front of Ji Jiuyou, kowtowed heavily, and cried bitterly: "Your Highness, please go around Me, don't kill me, really don't kill me."

Everything in the world probably cannot escape the word "death", and it is probably the word that is most afraid of.

Sheng Lian stood silently in the corner, a bit speechless. As a pure yin body Tianshan snow lotus being targeted by the boss, he was also afraid of death, afraid of becoming a dish, and even more afraid that the boss would feel too greasy when eating roasted rabbit meat. Would love some savory vegetables to accompany it.

At this moment, he heard Cui Zhuanlun and Meng Wangque whispering to each other.

Meng Wangque: "Damn, this rabbit is the little pet that was turned into a god by me back then, without its hostility and demon body."

Cui Zhuanlun: "It should be."

Meng Wangque: "Fuck, hasn't she seen the real face of my male god?"

At this time, Awan, who was prostrate on the ground, crying and kowtow, slowly raised her twinkling eyes, and then lowered her eyes quickly. Since she is a demon, her hearing power is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people. She also heard what everyone whispered.

Probably also wanting to reduce the punishment for himself through the old incident, he knelt on the ground tremblingly and said: "The two adults are talking about that divine envoy?"

The interrogation room suddenly fell silent.

Ji Jiuyou's voice couldn't hear the ups and downs: "Go on."

Awan buried his face: "Yes... I, I have actually never seen the face of that envoy, only glimpsed the holy light on his body a few times."

Ji Jiuyou: "That's all?"

Awan thought for a while, then suddenly said: "Oh, and there is a red scar on the back of the envoy's foot. I heard, I heard him say that the scar was there when he transformed into a human form." It is equivalent to a birthmark .

No one said anything, but Shen Ma suddenly let out a "huh".

Meng Wangque turned her head and said "shut up" to the members of her team, Shen Ma swallowed obediently, but turned her eyes to Sheng Lian next to her, and squeezed her eyes hard.

Naturally, Sheng Lian understood. His narrowed eyes were actually talking about—what a coincidence, don't you also have a birthmark on the back of your instep?