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After finishing the conversation, Zhang Wan followed Qin Ye out of the exorcism bureau.

It is already past four o'clock in the morning, and the business signs in the distance are still brightly lit, and there are people driving by on battery cars in a hurry on the street.

Looking at all this full of life in front of him, Zhang Wan's mood was inexplicably depressed.

"Are you okay?" Qin Ye reached out and patted his back, Zhang Wan shook her head, moved her lips, and finally said, "I'm fine."

Qin Ye chuckled, he held Zhang Wan's shoulder to stop, and then turned around.

"Xiao Zhang, look at this exorcism bureau."

Zhang Wan was called to stop, so she turned around with Qin Ye and cast her gaze over there.

The high-rise building in front of me is the same as all the municipal buildings, except that it uses black and white color matching. There is a cluster of white chrysanthemums on the black police badge pattern. The combination of black and white looks quite artistic.

"Master Qin, what's wrong?"

Zhang Wan looked around and didn't have any special thoughts. Qin Ye pointed to the police badge and said:

"The white chrysanthemum on the police badge expresses condolences for the deceased, while the white cloth on the arm of the exorcist policeman means wearing mourning. The dead are the most important, and they regard every deceased as their own family."

Although he vaguely knew what it meant, when Qin Ye said it himself and Zhang Wan stood under the police badge, there was still a sense of solemnity in his heart.

"Although the ghosts are ferocious, they are not lawless. The height of the devil is one foot high, and you have to believe that these exorcist policemen who are dressed in sackcloth and mourning for the dead, although they encountered a bottleneck for a while, they are risking their lives to make peace for the dead. Injustice, you have to work hard to live."

Caught off guard by Qin Ye's enlightenment, Zhang Wan's heart felt warm, he laughed, and then nodded.

"I will, Master Qin, I will work hard."

"You don't have to be afraid, I'm here too."

Like an elder, he rubbed Zhang Wan's hair, just like every time he was patted and killed, the back of Zhang Wan's neck went numb, and then his heartbeat became chaotic.

Under the illumination of the streetlights of the Exorcist Bureau, Zhang Wan looked at Qin Ye's light brown eyes, and felt that the imprint on him in his heart had deepened.

"Master Qin, have I finished dealing with the little girl in red?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"Because you said, this is the first task you gave me, and I want to do it well."

Zhang Wan looked at him seriously. Under the cover of this reason, he could justifiably look at every detail of Qin Ye's face.

Qin Ye didn't give him an accurate answer. He stood there for a while, then turned and walked towards the parking lot.

"Xiao Zhang, the matter of the little girl in red is far from being as simple as it appears on the surface. People from the Exorcist Bureau have already taken over the investigation. For you, the most important thing now is to save your life."

Only one or two of the brightest stars in the sky were still hanging above. Zhang Wan looked at the direction Qin Ye was leaving and pursed her lips.

"Master Qin, did I implicate you? You didn't have to be involved in this matter."

Hearing this, Qin Ye stopped.

He took the car key out of his pocket, pressed it, and a car in the parking lot rang.

"No, don't think too much, I'm already investigating, and protecting you is just a matter of effort."

Zhang Wan stood there in a daze for a few seconds, then started to follow Qin Ye.

"Master Qin, thank you."

To Qin Ye, his own life was just a matter of effort, and he felt pity for all those who died in vain, and his gentleness was only due to his nature.

What qualifications do I have to demand more from him?

Zhang Wan is very good at enlightening himself. Life is not easy since he was a child. With so many bastard things overwhelming him, he can't annoy himself to death.

After getting off the car, the sky was already light and the morning wind was very cool. After the two returned home, Qin Ye took him to a room next to the living room.

"You live here, and I'm next door to you. There is a bathroom in the room. If you have anything to do, just knock on my door."

"All right!"

Qin Ye probably didn't notice Zhang Wan's psychological construction at all, and his every move was exactly the same as usual.

"Go and see what's missing first, I'll get you something to eat, noodles okay?"

"Okay! Very good! I'm really starving to death." Zhang Wan nodded repeatedly, he looked around, and his whole body was softened.

The bed is big, there is a big TV in front of it, there is a computer on the desk, the curtains are light yellow, a blanket is placed in front of the bed, all the necessary furniture and electrical appliances are available, it is very warm and gives people a feeling of home.

Zhang Wan wanted to express his gratitude to Qin Ye, but when he turned around, he found that Qin Ye had already gone to the kitchen to order noodles.

Watching his busy back in a daze for a while, Zhang Wan shook his head vigorously after returning to his senses.

He closed the door and ran into the room full of joy and excitement.

She fell down on the soft bed and rolled her arms twice, smelling the smell of the quilt, Zhang Wan felt relaxed all of a sudden.

The current situation I am in now belongs to holding Master Qin's thigh, right?

Not working for others, living in other people's houses for nothing, and taking other people's money for nothing.

No, this money must not be taken anymore, and he will not be able to sleep well if he takes it again.