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

Chapter 233 Let the ancestral grave "rest and rest" instead of always emitting green smoke

Witch Maria was just about to say that their intelligence agency can help, and Yan Jiu doesn't need to worry too much.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Lang Zong led Yan Jiu away: "I won't let you manage it alone."

Yan Jiu was satisfied.

She handed over the mess behind her to the people of country M, and acted as the hands-off shopkeeper without hesitation.

When Yan Jiu finished burning the roses in the glass room and was about to leave the school, the witch stopped her.

Yan Jiu rubbed his chin: "In short, it means to let me quit."

Witch Maria nodded.

Yan Jiu asked: "Can you also triple my salary from time to time?"

Witch Maria: "..." Triple salary?Lang Zongyi, do you want to be so clumsy!

She thought about it.

In order to keep Yan Jiu, the "humanoid killer", she still decided to make an exception for the Special Intelligence Bureau.

Then hear it.

Yan Jiu waved the two cards in his hand: "Can you also give me a 100W card from time to time?"

Witch Maria: "..." Come on, the monthly salaries of all of our bureaus combined are not even 100 million!

They don't have such a rich and powerful bureaucrat as Lang Zongyi, and their salary has always been fixed.

Witch Maria's hesitation was noticed by Yan Jiu, who turned around and left without thinking.

"can!"

Witch Maria said yes.

Yan Jiu was successfully silenced.

Yan Jiu didn't want to change jobs at all. She told Witch Maria that her salary was not only for showing off, but also to make people quit. After all, the only person in the world who can offer her a high salary is probably Lang Zong. one.

Unexpectedly, Maria was also a "grandfather".

Witch Maria reluctantly said: "As long as you are willing to stay, I can pay for it myself."

She first learned that Yan Jiu was with Mr. Hong, and that the secret of "Starry Night" was actually cracked by a person from country Z. It was unbelievable, but at the same time, she really wanted to make friends with this person.

And when Witch Maria found out about Yan Jiu's deeds on the Internet and her actions at the School of Spiritualism, Witch Maria couldn't hold back her "joy at seeing the hunter".

She was the first person to agree with Lang Zongyi's proposal that the School of Psychology should be owned by Yan Jiu.

In the face of real power.

Only good friends, not bad friends.

Witch Maria repeats: "I come from Fee."

Without waiting for Yan Jiu to refuse.

Lang Zongyi's voice came from one side.

"What at your own expense?"

Witch Maria: "..." Oops, I dug the wall and dug in front of someone.

She looked at Lang Zongyi, doubts slowly rising in her eyes, she didn't quite understand why this man was not dead yet.

four years ago.

The crystal ball told her.

Z country's metaphysics world will usher in great changes. After Lang Zongyi's death, the Special Bureau will have no leader. At that time, it will be the time for their country M intelligence bureau to show their prominence.

did not expect.

Lang Zong's life is so hard.

Even more unexpected.

The variable Yan Jiu will appear.

Witch Maria is not afraid of Lang Zongyi. She suggested that Yan Jiu has the right to choose: "Her existence is the treasure of all mankind, and you should not restrict her freedom too much."

Lang Zongyi took out a pen and paper, and wrote down a series of numbers: "It is recommended that Ms. Maria go to the hospital to check for cognitive impairment."

Witch Maria looked at the phone call of the director of the internationally renowned hospital, and she couldn't maintain her politeness on her face.

Lang Zong glanced at Yan Jiu, and said bluntly: "Still leaving, are you waiting to spend New Year's Day abroad?"

Yan Jiu immediately gave up watching the play.

Diandian followed Lang Zongyi.

Witch Maria did not give up and said: "Your Excellency Yan Jiu is not an appendage of the Special Bureau, so I always ask her opinion, what if she wants to come to our Intelligence Bureau?"

Yan Jiu: "..." I didn't, I wasn't, she was talking nonsense!

She shook her head hastily.

Put on an attitude of rejection.

Lang Zong said: "Let the ancestral grave of Maria's family rest, it can't always smoke."

He walked steadily, and he didn't even pause when he answered Witch Maria. When Yan Jiu shook his head, he even accelerated the speed of leaving.

Witch Maria looked at the backs of the two of them.

Lang Zongyi's appearance is not common.

She knew that her behavior would cause displeasure, but she was not afraid of offending Lang Zongyi in order to keep Yan Jiu.

But he forgot that Yan Jiu would be unwilling.

She watched silently.

The warm light shone on Yan Jiu and Lang Zongyi, which made the two walking side by side feel like a different kind of match. No one could get close to or separate them.

Witch Maria sighed.

She tried her best.

When the pastor came, he was puzzled and said, "Why did you let Yan Jiu, an unstable factor, take over the psychic academy?"

Witch Maria smiled meaningfully: "As long as she is inseparable from the psychic academy, she will not sit idly by country M. It's just a school. If she wants, I can give her the position of director. .”

The pastor hurriedly said, "Please be careful with your words!"

Witch Maria smiled.

It's not that their Intelligence Bureau didn't pay attention to the School of Theology, even if they were lurking like a special bureau, they couldn't find a way to bring down the School of Theology, but Yan Jiu had it as soon as he came.

Yan Jiu used the simplest and rudest way.

It took only three days to find the criminal evidence of the psychic academy and take down everyone without any effort.

The little guys in room 101 were tortured so badly by Yan Jiu, but they were still willing to follow Yan Jiu.

This is the reason.

The pastor thought for a while: "It's a pity that the principal escaped."

Witch Maria suppressed her smile and closed her eyes: "The crystal ball told me that he can't escape."

·
A barren garden far away from the psychic academy.

The shrubs are overgrown with weeds.

The wild flowers on the ground were trampled underfoot.

The headmaster staggered.

Holding on to the dilapidated wall to stand firm, he was afraid that he would die in Yan Jiu's hands just a little bit.

Thinking of Yan Jiu's ease when he started.

The principal burst into sweat.

Sudden.

A voice with a long ending came from above: "Look, who made our principal so embarrassed."

The headmaster suddenly raised his head to look at the source of the sound.

Madame Qiangwei in a black long dress sat on the wall holding an umbrella, blood red roses blooming all over her long dress.

She seems to have been waiting for a long time.

Just waiting for the moment to intercept the principal.

Mrs. Qiangwei smiled softly: "Honey, long time no see."

The principal's pupil quakes: "How could you walk out of the playground seal!?"

The breeze blew the roses on Mrs. Qiangwei's skirt, and with the help of the rose petals, she floated down the wall: "Thanks to you, I have collected 99 innocent souls. You tell me that bad children will be punished, and I will come , punish you~"

Mrs. Qiangwei closed her eyes and recalled: "You lied to me with sweet words, made me lose my teeth, and was abandoned by the blood clan. You want to use my blood to raise the first batch of roses. Don't forget, roses belong to the same family as roses, and the power you get from it I can get it too."

After losing the ability of the blood race.

She couldn't protect Rose Manor.

The white rose was dyed red by the breath of death.

The huge Rose Manor was razed to the ground and built into a playground. They wanted to suppress her with human breath.

But she didn't know that the human beings sacrificed to her every year would become her nourishment.

She waited for the sun to fall on the rose again, and waited for the 99 innocent souls who died because of the rose.

at last.

She waited.

Hughes is the last innocent soul.

Time slips through your fingertips.

The melody of death was written in blood, and the once prominent headmaster could only swim shallowly in the gloomy seabed, tasting the past experiences of Mrs. Qiangwei a little bit.

The pain of having a tooth pulled out.

The pain of peeling cramps.

The pain of being a whore.

An indelible pain.

(End of this chapter)