Apprentice Succubus Hunting Notes

this afternoon.

After Han Tian hung up the phone, wearing plain glasses, wearing a white coat, carrying a suitcase, and a polite smile on his face, he walked in the corridor of the detention center.

"Doctor Han, Dr. He used to be in charge of assessing the mental state of the suspect. Are you taking over from Dr. He?" The little policeman in charge of escorting Han Tian looked at the overly handsome doctor curiously.

Han Tian smiled: "Dr. He has an urgent task at the moment, so I'll take his place temporarily. Is there anything special about this suspect today?"

The little policeman scratched his head: "Hey, I guess it's because I'm too high, talking nonsense, saying that I saw an angel for a while, saying that the angel flew away, and saying that I was chosen by the angel."

"Oh..." Han Tian replied thoughtfully.

Leading Han Tian to the door of the interrogation room, the little policeman pushed the door open and knocked on the table: "Hey, don't sleep, the doctor is here."

Lying on the table, Gu Yuanxin, who had become thin like a skeleton, wiped his nose with shaking hands, then straightened up with difficulty, and glanced at Han Tian at the door.

"Oh oh oh! It's you! You're here!" Gu Yuanxin, who was already treading softly like a slug, suddenly regained his energy, and even tried to stand up, sticking out his upper body towards Han Tian.

"Sit down!" The little policeman shouted, and knocked heavily on the table.

Gu Yuanxin trembled a bit, still looked up at Han Tian with his neck up, and smiled: "You came to see me? How much money did you bring me this time?"

"I'm sorry, Dr. Han, when we brought him back, he was already like this. You haven't been here before, so don't scare you." The little policeman explained with an apologetic expression.

"It's okay." Han Tian said politely, and slowly sat down on the chair opposite, took out the pen and notebook from the suitcase, and turned on the recording pen at the same time.

"You asked me just now how much money I brought you - what does that mean?" Han Tian pushed down his glasses, his eyes under the lenses were extremely sharp.

"Hey, last time I had no money to buy goods, didn't you give me 10? I helped you do things, and you gave me money, isn't that what you said?" Gu Yuanxin rubbed his eyes with one hand, Wipe the drool from the corner of his mouth with one hand.

"What did I do to you?" Han Tian asked.

"Hey, didn't you let me, let me send the cat in?" Gu Yuanxin rubbed his hands excitedly, with a sick light in his eyes, "I told you at the time that the security guards already remembered me, so I couldn't get in That neighborhood. You say it’s okay, I just need to hold the cat and walk inside, and the security guards can’t see me at all—hey, really, I walked in with the cat in my arms, and the security guards didn’t stop me at all!”

"And then? Where did you put that cat?" Han Tian asked while recording in the notebook.

"Hey, didn't you tell me at the time, just let me put the cat on the porch, and the cat will find a chance to sneak in. Then, you said, that little white face is so annoying, scare him with a cat, It can be regarded as an outlet for me." Gu Yuanxin wiped his nose with his fingers again.

Han Tian stopped recording and looked up at the other party.

"What's the matter, Lord Angel, did that little boy scare you?" Gu Yuanxin lowered his voice, poked his head forward, and caused the little policeman to shout again: "Sit back, sit down!"

Han Tian, ​​who had been keeping his composure up until now, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Master Angel?"

"That's right! After you gave me the money, didn't you spread your wings and fly away? So of course you are an angel!" Guyuan Xinping spread his arms, shaking up and down, and made a "flying" posture.

The little policeman on the side looked disapproving, and was about to say, "You knocked hard enough." Unexpectedly, Doctor Han asked calmly, "Did you spread your wings and fly? Do you still remember what color those wings are?" Is it? White, or black?"

The little policeman swallowed his words quickly, and said in his heart, "Hey, as expected, being a doctor has a different way."

Gu Yuanxin's turbid eyeballs rolled around, and finally fixed on a certain point in the air, his voice drifted a bit: "Speaking of it... it seems to be white? It seems to be black? Maybe it's gray?"

The little policeman couldn't hold back, let out a "puchi" laugh, and quickly covered his mouth again.

"Okay, I see." Han Tian quickly wrote a few words in the notebook, then raised his head, and asked without any expression: "Then, have you seen this person before?"

Gu Yuanxin sniffed, and smiled: "Isn't that today? Lord Angel, are you here to save me?"

Han Tian didn't answer any more, but bowed his head to sign a form, handed it to the little policeman, and said at the same time: "Okay, the assessment is over, let's go out."

The little policeman jumped up and opened the door for Han Tian.

"Doctor Han, does this person really have mental problems, or is he just knocking too much?" The little policeman carefully put the form into the folder.

"The mind is normal, his nonsense is just a reaction after the brain has been corroded by drugs." Han Tian said.

"Oh, that's good. Hey, you said we managed to catch him. If he is really mentally ill, he will have to be sent to a mental hospital. There is nothing to do with him, tsk." The little policeman sighed.

Han Tian glanced at the little policeman, and said in a steady tone, "You have worked hard."

His voice was like spring water in autumn, and the little policeman's heart was agitated, and he kept saying: "No, no, no hard work, this is what we should do. Please take this trip today."

After a few more polite words, Han Tian said that although Gu Yuanxin is not insane, he still needs to pay close attention. If there is any abnormality, please tell him immediately.

The little policeman naturally patted his chest and said that he would live up to Doctor Han's trust.

After coming out of the detention center, Han Tian immediately pressed the communicator and asked to talk to Migai.

However, contrary to usual, Miguel did not respond for a long time.

This is something that has never happened before.

Looking at the silent communicator, Han Tian frowned, started the car, and drove to his villa.

In fact, Migai is indeed "inconvenient" to call now.

Four Seasons Hotel downtown, penthouse suite.

Mi Gai was standing on the carpet, his white shirt was buttoned up to the top button in an orderly manner, and his hair was combed back meticulously.

He clasped his arms tightly, and stared resentfully at the man on the sofa with his shirt half-opened and his tie hanging loosely around his neck——no, the devil: "I have fulfilled the deal as you said before, why are you still here?" Stay in the world and not leave?!"

Ivans bowed leisurely, took a slender champagne glass from the coffee table, held it up in front of himself, and stared at the slowly bursting bubbles in it with interest—or, through the bubbles inside, stared at the champagne glass. Looking at the young man on the carpet: "Your Excellency Angel, you are mistaken, our deal is not over yet."

Ivans stood up, looked at Miguel who was blushing due to anger, and smiled: "Why, Your Excellency Angel, isn't our deal not 'I will provide you with Josh's information, and you will accompany me Dinner? For us demons, this fine wine is an essential part of dinner!"

Then, he stretched out his hand to Migai and shook the champagne glass, the meaning was self-evident.

Gritting his teeth, Miguel strode up to Ivans, took the slender champagne glass, raised his neck, and poured down the expensive pale golden liquid.

"Okay! I'm done drinking! You can get out!" Mi Gai slammed the cup on the coffee table with a snap.

In the next second, Ivans took a step forward, quickly reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, and then moved in his direction, causing the two of them to fall down on the light gray sofa together.

"What are you doing!" Migai, whose upper body was imprisoned, blushed and no longer had any scruples, and broke out "angel's coercion".

However, in front of a demon of Ivans' level, such coercion was no different from a kitten scratching him with its tail.

"Ah, Your Excellency Angel, calm down." Ivans lowered his eyes, his voice was friendly, and he looked eagerly at the angel in his arms.

"I just want to have a good chat with you before I leave." Ivans let go of his arms, just giving Miga a room to break free, but immediately turned over and sent his knees forward, just right It got stuck in it, and Migai was nailed to the sofa again, unable to move.

"Our deal is over! With a devil like you, I have nothing to talk about!" Migai almost shouted.

"Oh? So, you don't want to know why Josh can't be affected by your coercion, or even burned by the flame of that seraphim?" Evans leaned into Migai's ear and whispered.

Mi Gai subconsciously stretched out his hands to cover his red ears, but he was already stunned.

Looking at the smiling devil in front of him, he opened his mouth to scold him several times, telling him to get out of here, but the last words he said became: "Then, why?"

Ivans smiled but didn't answer. Instead, he retracted his legs, stood up solemnly, and began to arrange his clothes.

He fastened the buttons of his shirt one by one, tugged at his tie, and looked at Migai with a smile: "Your Excellency, such an important message, of course I have to get dressed. Why don't you help me tie my tie first?"

Miguel bit his lip, frowned tightly, stepped forward with displeasure, and began to tie the demon.

The white and slender fingers flicked for a while, and soon, a full and tight bow tie was formed.

"Okay." As if afraid that something would bite, Mi Gai, who had completed the request, quickly withdrew his hand.

Ivans pursed his lips, pressed his knuckle fingers on the bow tie, and stroked it back and forth.

From top to bottom, from bottom to top, then covered the bow tie with the palm of your hand, and pressed it gently.

"Okay, why, tell me quickly." Migai forced himself not to look at the devil's hand, nor at the corners of his upturned lips, nor at those overly eager eyes, but stared at him. Looking at the decorative paintings on the wall, he urged impatiently.

"Huh? Say what?" Evans asked back.

"The reason why Josh isn't influenced by us?! Didn't you just say that you'll tell me when you're dressed?!" Miguel looked away, stared at Evans, and asked in disbelief.

"Your Excellency, Angel, you may not remember clearly. What I said is—let's talk when I get dressed, not 'I'll tell you when I get dressed'." Evans smiled happily.

"You!" Knowing that he was being teased again, Mi Gai clenched his fists in anger.

"You - devil! Despicable! Shameless!" He, who didn't know how to curse, complained angrily.

"Oh, thank you for your compliment." Evans bowed slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "If you really want to know that much, we can talk about a new deal, Your Excellency Angel? I can guarantee that this deal , will definitely satisfy you..."

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