After being killed by the author who wrote fanfiction [Korean Entertainment]

So what is the reason for Miss Jin to be honest about her illegitimate meal now? "

"Have you two heard of the broken window effect?" Jian Wuyu looked at the girl next door who was being educated. The girl looked impatient. It was obvious that the police's long speeches entered from the left ear and then came out from the right ear.

"Although I don't understand it thoroughly, this lady is definitely its loyal supporter." She said, "Because she thinks that an illegitimate meal like mine is a broken window, this lady wants to eliminate us, correct us, and reach her heart justice, and defend the god in her heart—Bian Baekhyun."

The two policemen suddenly sat up straight, their expressions dignified.

"If I choose to succumb to her justice in order to conceal my identity as a illegitimate fan, just like the previous victims," ​​Jian Wuyu smiled calmly, "such an envoy of justice would shock me with a taser in the early morning. After a few hours, she will be able to hurt others with an electric shock baton, and will she do other things in the next ten hours?"

"The feeling of crime has always been addictive," her voice became a little ethereal, "like drugs, at first I thought I was maintaining the justice in my heart, and slowly, slowly, I got the feeling of judging others from shocking others. Power, the pleasure of gaining control over others, being above the law, justice has become a high-sounding excuse for crime."

This sounds like the emotion of a prisoner in the past after he was released from prison, but the woman in front of him has no criminal record, and even has a high degree of education and a fairly good family background.

Therefore, it is even more absurd and creepy.

"Although I broke into a private house, Bian Boxian didn't call the police. Even if I admit that I broke the law, you can't deal with it according to the Public Security Management Punishment Regulations," Jian Wuyu said surprisingly, or hit a straight ball according to his usual style, "and Bian Boxian also has no intention to call the police, he will never come to the police station."

"But if I report the case, the girl tried to shock me but failed, it should be considered an attempted intentional injury, which is a criminal case, and Bian Baekhyun is a witness, you will let him take the interrogation transcript."

"At that time, he will probably be very angry, because as a public figure, he definitely doesn't want to go in and out of the police station. At that time, if he doesn't want to care about what I do, he will think about what I do."

In the end, Jian Wuyu was almost talking to himself, so lightly that no one could hear him: "I will have to stay here for twelve or eight days, so meddling in other people's business is indeed a bad habit."

A policeman had already got up and left to inform the colleague next door who was educating to detain the girl. The remaining young policeman looked at Jian Wuyu and couldn't help saying: "Miss Jin has such a good sense of law, she should have learned it well before. .”

"It's not even half-baked," Jian Wuyu looked at the young police officer and smiled, "It's just to bluff people and give yourself a chance."

The lights are on again.

The halo of the city dyes the night sky, smoky red, light orange, egg yellow, gray blue, with blurred boundaries.

Naturally, the operation of the police station will not be stagnant because of the beautiful scenery.

Wearing a very low black fisherman's hat and a black mask, a young and thin man hurried into the police station, led by the police to the duty room, saw the young woman leaning on her comfortably, with cold eyes In an instant, nameless anger burned.

He raised his jaw slightly, his sharp gaze seemed to be sliced ​​off by a knife, but his tone was still gentle to thank the police officer: "Thank you."

"You guys sit here for a while, I'll pour tea." The policeman said.

"You're here." At this moment, the woman raised her face and waved to him familiarly, still dressed like a female ghost, with a smile that didn't deserve to be beaten.

Bian Boxian stood where he was, and sneered lightly: "We know each other well?"

"Greetings are just basic etiquette," Jian Wuyu said calmly, and Bian Baekhyun seemed too annoyed, "I heard that South Korea pays special attention to etiquette, but if you mind, I can cooperate with you."

Bian Baekhyun's sober and indifferent gaze fell from the dark eyes, and his voice was soft and harsh, but the bit of gnashing of teeth was still conveyed through the cold tone: "You are sitting, still speaking plain language."

Jian Wuyu smiled: "You didn't take off your mask and hat either."

Whether it was more than ten hours ago or a few hours later, she was homeless after amnesia, or she was in the police station as a victim, this woman still didn't change at all, and she was still irritating with ease.

"You should apologize to me," Bian Baekhyun suppressed his tiredness and anger, his hoarse voice became even more deep and indistinct through the mask, "Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

As an artist received a police summons, no matter how hidden or innocent, the news media can make up the news they want.

"You came very quickly." Jian Wuyu did not answer Bian Boxian's question. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and said slowly, "Although citizens have the obligation to cooperate and assist in the investigation, the law does not stipulate that violations of this I thought you would take advantage of this to refuse to make a statement, because it would not do you any good."

She looked into Baekhyun's dark eyes and said with a smile, "Is it for legal justice, or for personal benefit?"

Bian Baekhyun pulled off the mask, his thin face showed a kind of indifference and coldness, he was still white and glowing, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was so beautiful, but he was still cold: "Speak human."

"OK, I'm just curious, I didn't mean to offend you," Jian Wuyu spread his hands, looking foolish, "It doesn't matter if you don't answer."

Bian Boxian rubbed his brows irritably, his eyes were so cold that he could kill someone: "Are you kidding me?"

"Because I didn't choose to call the police," he said coldly, "As a victim, you are so cowardly that you can't stand it, that's why you did it, didn't you?"

Jian Wuyu asked calmly, "For what?"

She turned her head and glanced at Baekhyun Bian: "Why did I do this? For you? Someone who has nothing to do with me? Let you dare to speak up and stop being useless?"

Jian Wuyu's eyes are very ordinary, but inexplicably because of the eyes, they have unfathomable depth, complex, deep and penetrating, and they are indifferent even when they smile.

"I'm nosy," she stood up, walked up to Baekhyun, and said, "But I'm not a person who can't control myself. The cowardice you mentioned is a necessity for Baekhyun as a public figure. .I don't approve of you, but I don't demean you, and I don't want to question your way of being."

Bian Boxian took a step back to distance himself, his eyes were indifferent: "So why did I suddenly change my mind and call me to the police station, and my interests must be damaged."

As an entertainer who came out of the entertainment industry, Bian Boxian's lack of politeness and nonsense is worthy of appreciation, and I don't know if it's because he doesn't need the so-called personality when facing illegitimate meals.

Looking at Bian Boxian's focused and serious eyes, those strange factors in Jian Wuyu's bones began to move around, which made her a little excited.

"Oh, I'm just pure," Jian Wuyu laughed viciously, vivid emotions jumped out of his dark eyes, "I just don't like being a human being."

Bian Baekhyun gritted his teeth for a moment, and the veins on his forehead and neck gradually appeared.

Half an hour ago, at the end of the conversation with the police, Jian Wuyu asked, "You must take good care of this girl, it's too dangerous."

The policeman comforted: "We will do our best to prevent you from being injured a second time."

Jian Wuyu shook his head: "It's not me."

"Water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it."

The door was pushed open, and the policeman who was going out came in, just in time to hear the last sentence: "Finally backlash, the god in this little girl's heart - Bian Baekhyun will also be finished."

Ineffective intimidation

Before the police came in with two cups of steaming tea, Bian Boxian had calmed down his fluctuating emotions.

At the same time, Jian Wuyu was observing Bian Boxian's deep black eyes that were so calm that it seemed that the wind and rain had never stirred up waves. She was leaning comfortably on the sofa, her tone of voice carried her unique irritable objectivity. : "The artist's psychological quality seems to be either exceptionally poor or exceptionally good."

Facing Jian Wuyu who didn't seem to feel sorry for the trouble he caused, Bian Boxian realized that he really couldn't deal with her the way he treated ordinary people.

He directly ignored Jian Wuyu's ambiguous exclamation, and asked, "You plan to send that girl to prison, let her be punished, and ensure your personal safety, don't you?"

"My personal safety?" Jian Wuyu stared at Bian Boxian inexplicably, and the corner of her mouth smiled faintly, which made the shadow at the corner of her mouth look like fog, a little elusive, "No, if she Going to jail will not be because of me."

Bian Boxian frowned: "What do you mean?"

Jian Wuyu looked at him: "I can understand your doubts, because you don't know yet—this girl has several victims, and the victims are all your illegitimate fans, and I am the second to last—before we let her go Within hours of leaving, she hurt another sasaeng fan."

"A purposeful punishment." She noticed Baekhyun's sudden cold expression, but continued. "I heard that the victims left scars after being shocked."

"If an electric shock baton of that power shocks through the clothes and for a short period of time, it will generally not leave scars." Jane continued with a nonchalant smile, "So our justice envoy deliberately did some cruel things. "

"And those girls who don't want to be known are choosing to protect their perpetrators in order to preserve their dignity and face."

Bian Boxian raised his eyelids, the indifference and fickleness in his eyes didn't seem to change at all, he stared at Jian Wuyu, and said slowly: "What do you want to say?"

If there is any fan of Byun Baekhyun, she will be very confused