I buried the host, relying on the prophecy, the whole network exploded

Chapter 12 What can I do to save you, my little policewoman!

Yan Jiu sat up straight.

Re-explain the situation of the milk tea shop.

At last.

Yan Jiu summed it up in one sentence: "From a professional point of view, the falling of the plaque is not a human factor."

The old bureau was silent for a long time.

no doubt.

The old chief was also surprised by Yan Jiu.

Every answer of Yan Jiu is not superfluous, it is completely after years of professional study.

Even if it's not studying.

That is also edification.

Because Yan Jiu is very familiar with their words.

Could it be that Yan Jiu is an undercover agent in another city?
Yan Jiu: "..." One or two are so shocked, should I also synchronize and act more shocked?

Sudden.

The door of the interrogation room was opened from the outside.

Police officer Liu, who was running three times, stepped in.

He has short, clean-shaven hair.

The uniform wraps his muscular body.

The whole figure is as tall as a mountain.

As Liu Fei walked, he said naively: "You can withdraw after the transcript is finished... Director!?"

The typical personality is seriously inconsistent with the appearance.

The old director turned his head: "It's not looking good, what are you shouting about, how is the lobbying progress for the subway construction?"

Liu Fei looked at the policewoman with admiration.

Today's young people are so brave!
Even he dared to yell at the policewoman to help record his statement.

The policewoman is fine.

Dare to call the director directly to help.

After all, he withdrew from the front line.

There is a generation gap with the times!

The policewoman was baffled by Captain Liu, and what made her even more baffled was Yan Jiu's reaction.

Yan Jiu's eyes were always dark.

It's like a pool of empty, stagnant water.

Looking at people is like staring at a mass of dead objects.

But after Liu Fei appeared, it was scary.

It was like discovering some treasure.

Policewoman: I, a normal person, seem to be a bit out of tune with you.

Yan Jiu rested her chin and quietly looked at Liu Fei who was wearing the protective aura of the Liumen School.

There are five guarantees among the folks: Hu Huang Bai Liu Hui.

Baojiaxian, as the name suggests, is a kind of profession in which demons who have become spirits bond with humans, and both parties benefit from each other.

The experience of previous life told Yan Jiu that all the people who can be protected by Baojiaxian are rich and noble, but the officer Liu who is so poor that his leather shoes are worn out in front of him is obviously not.

This was enough to attract Yan Jiu's attention.

at that time.

The old director walked up to Liu Fei and patted the back of the other's head: "What are you thinking?"

Liu Fei cheerfully said, "I will report this matter to the director later, what's the situation now?"

The old chief asked back with his hands behind his back: "I still want to ask you, where did you get this man?"

Liu Fei was telling the truth and didn't see the surprise of his colleagues at all: "The masses called the police for an accident at the milk tea shop. We saw her surrounded by the crowd in pain. We didn't want to find someone to record it. We simply wanted to help others and let her come. .”

Old Director/Policewoman: Is it that simple? ? ?
Yan Jiu nodded: "The police officer is right, then I have finished recording now, can I go?"

Liu Fei waved his hand: "After our investigation, the plaque is indeed an accident, you can go."

The policewoman sent Yan Jiu out in a daze.

Someone took the other person's things.

I saw Yan Jiu took out the family bucket in a hurry, and warmly entertained her to cook together.

The policewoman's eyes widened, as if she had opened her eyes: so, you are in a hurry, are you just in a hurry to eat fried chicken?
Yan Jiu was looked at inexplicably again: "?"

The policewoman took a deep breath.

Engaged for a long time.

Is it her imaginary oolong?
The policewoman looked at Yan Jiu seriously.

Yan Jiu's eyes were flat and unwavering, no matter how anxious he was, there was no change in his eyes.

Stay by Yan Jiu's side.

There is always a feeling of being with the grave.

It was dead silent.

The policewoman just met Yan Jiu's eyes.

Even someone like her who has undergone special training still feels stuck in her neck.

and so.

I really don't blame her for being imaginative.

The policewoman frowned, wondering why Yan Jiu's gaze was like looking at a dead person?Is she dying?
Yan Jiu finished eating half a chicken leg.

The female policeman smoothed her shoulder-length black hair, her beautiful face was full of indescribable exhaustion.

It is clear.

The policewoman is holding herself up.

But it seems to be on the verge of collapse.

At this time.

Yan Jiu looked at the policewoman again.

The system panel revealed its presence: [Ding!

Inspection objects: Miss Jinghua,
Remarks: high-quality customers,
Mortality: 71%,
Time of death: After staying up late for the 1285th time,

It is recommended that the host pay attention immediately! 】

Yan Jiu paused to cook.

Forget the life of the policewoman.

After repeatedly confirming that the other party has survived 1230 times.

Yan Jiu said solemnly, "Don't stay up all night anymore."

The policewoman with dark eyes smiled: "Okay."

The policewoman looked at Yan Jiu with a smile.

She somehow thought of her mother.

She was no longer surprised by Yan Jiu's aura.

The tone that came out casually was also a lot softer.

Yan Jiu: "..." What can I do to save you, my little policewoman!

She knew that the other party didn't take it seriously.

then.

Ask the other party to ask for 100 yuan.

Without further ado, the policewoman took out a few broken tickets.

Yan Jiu asked, "Do you have the whole sheet?"

Paper tickets that have been touched by countless strangers have the same function as some special talisman papers.

Among them, the one with the best effect is naturally the hundred-yuan bill, which is widely loved by the masses.

The policewoman touched her pocket: "Wait a minute."

After a while, the policewoman took the money exchanged from her colleagues and handed it to Yan Jiu.

After passing through Yan Jiu's hands, the paper ticket completely changed into a shape that no outsider could fold.

The policewoman showed her face when Yan Jiu manipulated it.

She hasn't told the other party not to be superstitious.

Yan Jiu handed the safety talisman back to the policewoman, and said, "Don't be superstitious, Haoran will bless you with righteousness."

Female police officer: Can you not engage in superstitious behaviors while taking it for granted that people should not be superstitious?

Yan Jiu is benevolent to the end of his righteousness.

As she left, she took out her phone.

A bunch of notifications popped up in the backstage of Douyin.

Everyone is concerned about the follow-up of the milk tea shop.

Yan Jiu was so familiar that he started editing, and pinned a comment that everyone was safe and sound.

In an instant.

Usher in doubt.

[No one?I do not believe. 】

[This doesn't fit the character design of Lord Nine's Return of the God of Death. 】

[Haha, it's a blessing that everyone is fine, is the anchor going to rebroadcast? 】

See this comment.

Yan Jiu thought of her business.

then.

Start broadcasting and sell urns.

no doubt.

At this moment, Yan Jiu was in a very happy mood.

but.

Rao is the micro-expression analyst who is best at observing words and expressions, and it is difficult to dig out emotions from her face.

It's not just that Yan Jiu knows how to manage expressions, and is used to not showing emotions, but more because she lacks emotions, so she has few emotions, and looks like she has no expressions.

Following Yan Jiu's introduction to the function of the urn.

Netizens are not calm.

【horrible!Don't come here.jpg]

[The most worrying thing is coming, I was joking with my roommate, betting when the anchor will sell the urn live, obviously, I won, but I am not happy at all! 】

[What should I do, I feel like stepping into the gate of hell. 】

【Mama, I'm promising, I will follow the trend of the dead now! 】

Yan Jiu squatted at the door to eat the family bucket.

She did not forget to take the time to comfort her.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. People are used after they die, not after they are used."

[Don't persuade, don't persuade. 】

【Master Jiu can speak. 】

[It's not easy for everyone to live such a big life. I hope the anchor can understand us and sell something warm. 】

[Such a good product, give it to your best friend. 】

[Girlfriend: Thank you for your face! 】

(End of this chapter)