I got up from the coffin and was taken back to the nest by the dragon

Two yelling drunks staggered into an alley.

"Boss, what's that?" A drunken man raised his hand and pointed to the end of the alley not far away.

"That's, that's..." The person known as the boss widened his eyes, and a shrill howl squeezed out of his throat, "Ghost ah ah ah!"

The three people squatting on the ground watched the two drunks run away speechlessly, and the boss even threw a dog to eat mud.

Su Bai silently touched the gas mask on his face, "Is it so scary?"

"It should be this that scares them." Ji Xiaqing put on the rubber gloves that Guderian handed over to him, straightened the black and scorched dead body that had just extinguished the flames, and cast a strange glance at Guderian, "Are you still There are all kinds of weird things."

Guderian silently put away the fire extinguisher and shrugged, "It's not that I have come here a few times, I have to bring all the gadgets."

He showed His Majesty Qing Emperor the things in his storage space: pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil and salt, a change of clothes...

"What is this?" Ji Xiaqing picked it up hesitantly - a black donkey's hoof.

Guderian rubbed his nose, "Isn't this something you have to go to the grave occasionally? The black donkey's hoof wards off evil spirits."

"Why don't you have some black dog blood?" Ji Xiaqing complained wildly.

"Uh, yes."

His Majesty Qingdi took a deep breath, then gave up entanglement with this problem, put on gloves, and carefully looked at the charred corpse in front of him.

With a focused expression, the woman looked carefully at the surface of the corpse, then looked at the soles of her feet, took off the gas mask and sniffed lightly; then pinched the shoulder of the corpse, stood up and compared her thumbs to visually measure the height of the corpse for a while.

"...Did you see anything?" After Ji Xiaqing fiddled with it for more than 20 minutes, Su Bai finally couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice.

"No." His Majesty Qing Di crossed his fingers in distress, "I'm not a professional either."

Even if His Majesty Qingdi is talented and intelligent, her brain is quick, but dissection and solving cases are not her strong points.

Xiaobai couldn't hold back, sighed deeply, covered his face, and complained in a low voice, "Then you just watched it for so long."

"Leave it to me," Guderian smiled and nodded at Subai. "This matter has to be done by a professional."

Su Bai raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Guderian in surprise, "Since when did you learn how to solve crimes?"

"Huh? I didn't say it was me," Guderian was taken aback, took out a small stone from the storage space, pressed it hard on the surface, and the small green stone glowed red instantly, "I have something to do, don't look for it The police?"

The small stone made a long beep, beep, beep, the sound was sharp, piercing the clouds and cracking the rocks.

Su Bai covered his face again.

These two people who played an important role in her life showed an extremely unified behavioral characteristic when they met on the first day - unreliable.

Su Bai squatted silently, looked at the broken parts of the limbs of the corpse, frowned slightly, "I have an idea."

"Did you see anything?" The two heads leaned over and stared at her curiously.

Xiao Bai also shook his head silently.

The fart expressions of "Hahahaha you are the same, I thought you were so good" appeared on the faces of both of them at the same time.

"But we have to figure out a few issues," Xiaolong frowned. "The time of this person's death, the time of his limbs being amputated, and the time of his being burned, I'm afraid we will have a priority."

"This is very important." She squeezed her chin, her eyes flickering, "We need to know what the murderer's demands are."

"Is there any difference in the order?" Guderian looked at her curiously, letting the small stones floating in the air beckoning.

"It will be a different story." Ji Xiaqing kept up with Xiaolong's thoughts, "If you die first, then your limbs are amputated, and then you are burned, it is killing people and destroying the corpses; death, and then being burned, the story will be a bit confusing."

"Threats and torture are all possible, but in that case, it should be a thug who is not afraid of being found, why set fire?" Xiaolong muttered.

"What if it was burned first," Guderian had a whim, "first burned, then cut off his hands and feet, and finally burned to death..." He suddenly found two people looking at him strangely, scratching their heads , "What's wrong?"

"Then this person is really perverted." His Majesty Qingdi complained.

"Ha," Guderian shook his head with a smile, "the most indispensable thing here is perversion."

A flying motorcycle galloped over, and quickly stopped in front of the three of them. The uniform was neat—at least on the surface, the uniform was neat. Looking closely, the little policeman, whose clothes and trousers didn't fit very well, gestured twice, and jumped out of the air cautiously. After getting off the motorcycle, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked quickly to the corpse, stared at the three of them, and asked in a crisp voice, "Which one of you reported the crime?"

"I," Guderian raised his hand, "as soon as we came around, this corpse fell from the sky."

The policeman was not surprised when he saw the burnt corpse, but sighed in distress, "It's another case."

Ji Xiaqing was keenly aware of her words, and frowned, "Again?"

"Yes, No.13 started this month." The police officer took off his helmet, revealing his baby-fat face, which was still crumpled together, "I don't know which bastard is doing things in my jurisdiction. "

Ji Xiaqing couldn't help laughing: she had a milky face, but she was swearing swear words without any scruples. Compared with this dark city with a sweet and depraved atmosphere, it seemed a bit smoky.

"Thirteen?" Su Bai muttered, "There are only thirteen days in this month."

"No, we will be together one day." The police officer saluted them, "Thank you for reporting the case, come back with me and make a record together, just explain the situation briefly."

Guderian looked at the two people around him, but Ji Xiaqing didn't mind, shrugged, "Let's go."

The police officer kept the body in a special storage tool, looked at his motorcycle that could only carry two people, scratched his head, and simply pushed the car along, inquiring about the situation of several people intentionally or unintentionally, "You look Pretty cool, did you come from that neighborhood?"

Guderian smiled and handed over the three identity certificates, and blinked with a smile, "We are from the thirteenth block, and we are good citizens."

The police officer glanced at the ID card and sneered, "Fake."

The two people behind were taken aback, their bodies tensed up.

The police officer didn't intend to take action against them, instead he started nagging, "It's unreliable to find four hands to make a false certificate. Know."

Guderian grinned and handed over three more copies.

"Yo, it cost a lot of money. The chapters are probably not cheap." The police officer smacked his lips and looked at the three of them, "I didn't realize it, it's rich."

"The police officer is very knowledgeable," Guderian was a little surprised, "Then read this book."

The little police officer glanced at it, then gave a light snort, took it over, looked over and over, and sighed in admiration, "Which guy made this, it's really not bad, I just can't see anything wrong with it."

"Because it's true." Guderian remained expressionless.

"Who would believe it... return the head of the logistics department, do we have this department?" The little police officer sneered, threw the card back, pushed the motorcycle, occasionally kicked the beggar lying on the road, and shouted in disgust, " Don't lie here, die sooner."

The bony beggars leaned aside with difficulty as a chubby red-eyed mouse bigger than his palm ran past.

Su Bai frowned unhappily.

"Hey, the kid brought by the minister has a sense of justice. He hasn't been out before?" The little police officer rolled his eyes at Subai. I killed them all."

"Stimulants...?" Xiaolong said hesitantly.

"Hey, it's the stench in the air. The city/government/government has issued repeated orders. It is absolutely not allowed to touch this thing given above. Some people still can't help the temptation, and their families are ruined."

"Given from above." Su Bai had already realized what type of thing it was, his face slowly darkened, and he repeated these words softly, "Given from above."

"No, at the beginning, each person got one free per day, then one per week, if addicts had to buy it themselves, but it wasn't expensive; then one per month, when the people from above started driving up prices Yes, a piece of gold that can weigh the same weight. After half a year, the first batch of people who sucked this thing have been drained, and they will try it again, oh, the hearts of the people on it are blacker than mice." The little policeman pushed the cart, He kicked the squeaking, chubby mouse flying away, and then kicked the big beard lying on the side fiercely. He kicked several times violently, and gritted his teeth, "Boss, you are a piece of trash! How dare you Tell someone you used to be on the patrol yourself!"

While cursing, she threw a piece of clothing to the tall, disheveled man curled up in a corner.

"Then why not forcibly expel this 'stimulant'?" Su Bai asked with a frown.

"Ha, forced deportation," the little police officer laughed sarcastically, "I heard that the people above provide the people in the government/government building with the highest purity 'stimulants' for free."

Su Bai lowered his head.

Teacher, are you using this "stimulant" to corrode the underlying social structure?

She couldn't think of anyone "upper" who could do that except the old man.

The three stepped on the black water on the ground and turned a corner.

Ji Xiaqing's eyes widened in surprise.

Contrary to the dilapidated, gloomy, dark and stinky alleys, in front of you is a resplendent and resplendent building full of local tyrants. The people inside are well-dressed and have perfect smiles on their faces. Even the sentry boxes are all young people standing upright and standard.

She couldn't help but look back.

It's not an illusion, there is still the dilapidated alley behind him.

His Majesty Qingdi raised his eyebrows slightly.

The underground of the Tower of Babel, the so-called capital of sin, is really a magical place.

Rats, garbage, sewage, and beggars filled the dark and gloomy alleys. The ruler was intoxicated by the superficial glory of the magnificent and sensual dogs and horses. There was a low gray wall between the two. Inseparable from each other in this sinful city.There may be order in this city, but order serves individuals and rulers; there may still be true love in this city, but it is covered up by the smell of sweetness and decay.The inhabitants live numbly and sluggishly, never wanting to see the sun.

The soil of evil will burst into strength sooner or later.

Ji Xiaqing thought silently, and murmured softly, "I can smell the choking smell of Xinghuo."

"Yes, I'm burning paper money up front, and pray that that murderous maniac doesn't find me." The little police officer said expressionlessly.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-04-0623:53:49~2021-04-0723:45:45期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution:. . . . . . . . . 10 bottles;

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