[Quick Transmigration] Tragedy protagonist every day

Little Aisha has a natural vigilance for keeping secrets. Since the peach tree incident, she has become less fond of going out. She has been nestled in a coffin for several years, causing Mo Yu and Wamir to fight each other around the little girl every day. Summarize and reflect on their family education.

Knocking on the lid of the small coffin, he promised all kinds of benefits while coercing and luring, and waited until one night when he was lucky, and then he could wait for little Aisha to talk to them about some irrelevant topics with a face full of bitterness and hatred.

What is stealing?What is life?Do vampires have souls?What does the Bible say?So do you believe in gods?

It’s okay to ask this kind of question once or twice, but it’s a bit unbearable if every meal is slammed. Mo Yu thinks that he and Wamir have seen the world’s affairs, but when it comes to this little girl’s mouth. It shouldn't be perfect anyway.

Fortunately, I didn't cope with such days for too long. After all, as the saying goes, ask Du Niang if you have anything to do.

In this family, the Internet occupies an extremely important position. Wamir is to receive business, and little Aisha is to think about life. Mo Yu is the guardian of these two people in different senses. If you pay attention to it, the Internet will be even more powerful. It is unavoidable, but no matter who it is, it has not disturbed the lives of others.

Independence is one of the few positive factors in this paranoid and closed family.

Therefore, when little Aisha tried to block Wamir's business, the sense of weirdness was even more abrupt and obvious.

***

In the evening of parting, Wamir narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard the stubborn little girl in front of him speak almost ridiculously.

The vampire's physical development is extremely slow. Seven years have passed, and just like Moyu and Wamir's unchanged appearance, little Aisha still looks like five or six years old, with short hands and feet, and a pair of annoying faces on her pale face. Palpitating sea blue eyes.

Mo Yu watched from behind, and thought in his heart that the main reason why he agreed to adopt this little vampire at the beginning was that he owed more, and it was to make up for what he had done about Wamir, because he had participated in it. Life has become a mess.

"Dad, don't kill people anymore, okay?" Since her appearance has not changed, her voice has not changed either. Little Aisha's voice is still crisp, the kind of pitiful and clear child's voice.

But when it came to Wamir, it turned into winking for the blind. In addition, the blond blood never reported before going out. It was a coincidence that little Aisha stopped him today. It is hard not to make people think otherwise .

Wamir frowned, before saying calmly, "Come back and ask you."

After hearing this, Mo Yu couldn't help chuckling. He came from behind, hugged little Aisha who was hesitant to speak, and whispered to his family's financial pillar, "Go early and come back early."

They live together for ten years, and leave once every ten years. Although they put up an airs and hug each other, they have no real relatives or friends. The whole family is a model of keeping their ears out of the window, so naturally they don't suspect each other, Xiao Ai Sha's whim, at most, is nothing more than flipping through Wamir's computer.

They just smiled lightly, trusting, detached from the outside world, unaware of the pain in the tumult of the world of mortals, unaware of the dirt in the intrigue, so naturally they did not know the whereabouts of those ants and mortals.

It was as if they didn't know that fifteen days ago, the local police concealed a murder case that happened in the barren hills on the outskirts of the city.

***

The pattering rain was still falling, making the mountain scenery more and more empty. Jian Tingting, accompanied by the staff, wore a raincoat and climbed from the foot of the mountain to the place where the victim died.

The road on this road is rugged, and the stagnant water meanders down along the ravine. As a woman who is used to sitting in an office, what she is going through today is really uncomfortable.

The people who came with her were middle-aged men, and they had met each other before, but in such a dignified atmosphere, the only feeling of pity and pity was gone. Silently disgusted in my heart.

It is inconceivable that the task force actually sent a woman to command.

But that's not the end, the more you go up, the heavier the smell of rotting corpses, taking advantage of the moonlight, you can see the group of people who arrived earlier are surrounding the scene to seal off the scene, running errands, pulling belts, and taking pictures , a chaotic group, and seeing Jian Tingting and the others, they self-disciplined and consciously gave way.

Jian Tingting stepped forward and glanced at it, then turned her head to the side unbearably. She felt her stomach was overwhelmed, so she subconsciously stroked the wedding ring on the ring finger of her left hand. I despised it.

Several experienced people knew that this weak woman was actually the wife of Shang Han, a well-known dark hand in the Southeast District Police Department.

Jian Tingting's original reputation was very good. A top student in the Department of Computer Science has helped the police solve many major cases. It's just that a sneak attack six years ago went wrong and she detonated a bomb installed by the enemy, causing heavy casualties on our side. Shang Han, who had no bones left, was judged dead by the police force.

But just three years later, the person who was 'dead' came back to life, but his hands were stained black, and it took him a while to wash them off. Later, he married Jian Tingting, I don't know if that was lucky The unfortunate woman was promoted all the way, and was not evenly transferred to the task force until recently.

Jian Tingting suppressed the feeling of retching in her mouth, and she turned her attention to the corpse again. The deceased was a woman who died violently in the wilderness in a severe thunderstorm. On maggots wriggling.

The investigator beside Jian Tingting whispered in Jian Tingting's ear, "The deceased was 29 years old. The cause of death was preliminarily speculated to be excessive blood loss, the family was poor, and he was a professional prostitute, but he had not been sexually assaulted before his death."

Pausing for a breath, the little investigator paused. He looked at his leader's face before adding, "The deceased had extremely serious stab wounds and drilling at the artery between the base of the thigh and the neck."

Jian Tingting's eyes darkened, this was already the fourth time this month.

***

As soon as Wamir left, Mo Yu carried little Aisha to the back room, but he just kept his face straight at the little girl for a while, and then he couldn't stand it anymore, loli and so on, he couldn't be serious at all.

"Why did you stop him?" Mo Yu asked with a smile.

The man's voice was very soft and gentle, even if it was just an ordinary question, it had the power to comfort people's hearts. Little Aisha lowered her eyes silently after hearing this, and she said lightly, "I saw it."

"What did you see?" Mo Yu asked.

"...the lamb."

A dying, lost, lamb at the slaughter.

"What?" Mo Yu actually heard it clearly, but he didn't understand it. After all, he didn't believe that little Aisha, who complained every day that rat blood was bad to drink, would suddenly understand the direction of the soul, or the value of life. The mysterious and mysterious problems of the class.

Lamb, what lamb?

Is little Aisha referring to the prey?

But he soon knew the answer, because he saw little Aisha turned on Wamir's computer with trembling hands.

The little vampire was not limited by the complicated deciphering codes on the computer. The ten white fingers were as light as the white elves when he dreamed back in the middle of the night. heart palpitations.

After all, in his memory, little Aisha has not received relevant cracking techniques in his knowledge reserve, but he has no time to care about these things.

Because along with the last enter key, a picture appeared on the large computer screen, depicting the extremely handsome face of a man.

The man has a stern demeanor, sharp eyes and a stern expression, and a thin scar that extends from the eyebrows to the temples, adding a sense of ruthlessness to this already outstanding face.

Mo Yu only felt that his breathing was stagnant, he would never forget that scar, just like he would never forget the person in the photo.

That was the student he had single-handedly taught, and that was the lover who had been tactful and courteous under him.

That's Qi Ran!

Mo Yu's body froze, and she thought to herself, so, although the protagonists are at different times at the beginning, Wamir and Qi Ran are actually living in the same plane.

So, Qi Ran is the victim tonight, the prey that Wamir's blade is aiming for, and the person under the scythe of death?

Little Aisha noticed the change in Mo Yu's eyes, and only felt a pain in her heart, before she raised her lips and asked, "Will Daddy die tonight?"

Mo Yu looked sideways at Aisha, he didn't know why the little vampire asked such a question.

The information that little Aisha exposed in this question is that at the beginning, she was comparing Wamir to a lamb.

But from anyone's point of view, even if it was a real confrontation, Wamir with a vampire physique should have a better chance of winning, but he vaguely felt that things were not that simple.

But there is no doubt that,

With him around, Wamir will definitely not be able to do business tonight.