Live exposure!I just want merit points!

"Huh?" The leader waited patiently for Nan Wangshu's unfinished answer.

Xue Wuyou wittily took over the conversation: "I'll take you there. Those villagers are all on the hillside. They tricked us over by taking us to the grave of a deceased colleague and wanted to subdue us by violent beating. But they were killed by the two of us, and now they are all beaten to sleep on the mountain."

"What!" Nan Wangshu saw the trembling of the leader's back visible to the naked eye, and his voice changed in shock: "You two girls knocked down all the villagers in this village?!"

"That's right, the two of us have practiced before, and we have a black belt in Taekwondo!" Xue Wuyou continued, "Leader, let me tell you..."

"..." Nan Wangshu's mouth twitched, deeply worried that the leaders of the Public Security Bureau would suspect that the two of them were not good people.

"Xiaoshu, where is Xiaoshu?" Shen Huai, who helped the police send the trafficked women to the car, looked for Nan Wangshu in the chaotic crowd. Nan Wangshu turned around and waved at him: "Where is it?" !"

Shen Huai waved: "Come here, the boss is looking for you!"

"The boss is here too!" Nan Wangshu pushed aside a few policemen and walked over to look around: "Where is it?"

"In the car, the black Audi behind the police car."

"Oh," Nan Wangshu nodded, and walked backwards following the flickering light on the roof of the police car. Sure enough, behind the back of the last police car, he saw a black Audi with the door ajar.

The moment she saw this car, her heart suddenly tightened, her heart beat faster for no reason, and there was a surge of expectation and tension in her heart.

"Huh!" After taking a deep breath on the spot, she walked towards the car door, lowered her head and looked inside the car, but there was no one in the empty back seat.

"Boss?" Nan Wangshu straightened up and looked around: "Old..."

After a pause, a strong hand grabbed his wrist and pulled it to the back of the trunk. Wen Buqi's face with half a ghost mask came into his eyes, and he said with a chuckle, "Here it is."

Nan Wangshu pressed his back against the trunk of the car, and was forced to look up into Wen Buqi's smiling eyes: "Boss, you, you are here."

Wen Buqi: "Didn't I say I would come to pick you up?"

"Oh, yes." Nan Wangshu couldn't take his eyes off his beautifully lined chin and lips in the dark, "I forgot."

Under the flashing red and blue police lights, Wen Buqi was covered by half of the mask but couldn't stop his three-dimensional and exquisitely contoured face, which was particularly deep in the light and shadow, with a seductive thin lip protruding in a beautiful arc, and amber pupils stared straight at him. Looking at her: "Why is your face so pale? Are you injured?"

"Ah? Is there?" Nan Wangshu raised his hand and touched his face: "No injury, maybe he was hit by the corpse in the coffin when digging Yao Yueyue's grave, and he felt a little uncomfortable."

"Thank you for your hard work, so what do you want as compensation?"

"Hmm..." Nan Wangshu began to think seriously, "Two meals of seafood?"

"Hmph," Wen Buqi laughed, and raised his hand to pat Nan Wangshu on the head: "Is there anything else you want besides food?"

"Other?"

"For example, the boss loves hugs?"

Nan Wangshu was shocked: "Boss, this reward is a scam!"

"Silly girl," Wen Buqi's mouth never went down, and he raised his hand to rub Nan Wangshu's soft hair: "Boss will buy you seafood for a lifetime."

At 04:30 in the morning, the city has slowly woken up from sleep, and the night snack and barbecue stalls have left. The lights of the shops began to light up earlier, and the smell of steamed buns was already in the hot smoke.

Cooperating with Nan Wangshu and others who finished the notes, they declined the leader's offer to report their compliments, and left the police station with a yawn.

The car drove steadily towards another city under the gradually turning white sky, Nan Wangshu leaned against the window and fell asleep: "Boss, Yao Yueyue's ghost is in our hands, should we directly confront Fang Tianxu or not?" ..."

Wen Buqi took off his black coat and put it on Nan Wangshu's body: "First save his son's life and get what I want, and then you start a live broadcast of the exposure mission to directly expose this matter."

"Ah...ha," Nan Wangshu yawned for a long time, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them anymore: "Okay, will the merit points of exposure missions on business trips be a little more?"

"Yes," Wen Buqi turned his head to look at the tired Nan Wangshu, his eyes full of distress: "Go to sleep for a while."

"Okay, thank you boss..."

After the last word "board" was stubbornly squeezed out, Nan Wangshu couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep leaning against the car window.

Xue Wuyou in the passenger seat was the same, even though he was half a god, he was so tired that he closed his eyes and fell asleep at this moment.

When she woke up again, Nan Wangshu was lying on Wen Buqi's lap, she opened her eyes in a daze, and what caught her eyes was the evil ghost mask on Wen Buqi's face.

"It's here." Wen Buqi patted her face gently, with a smile on his tone.

Nan Wangshu, who was unresponsive, was blinded for a moment, then suddenly raised his head from Wen Buqi's legs, his eyes were blank, his face was blank, the sky was bright outside the car window, Shen Huai and Xue Wuyou in the front seat had already got out of the car, waiting for them There are two.

Nan Wangshu: "I...boss..."

Wen Buqi raised his hand and flicked Nan Wangshu's forehead, opened the door and got out of the car: "What are you, get out of the car."

"Oh," Nan Wangshu rubbed his face, then opened the door and got out of the car.

At the entrance of the villa, Fang Tianxu had already brought people to wait, and immediately came up to greet him as soon as he heard the news: "How is it, my lord? Have you found my son's soul?"

"Well," Wen Buqi replied coldly: "Get ready for the whereabouts of the Bi Cang Lingzhu."

"Hey, hey!" Fang Tianxu replied vowingly: "My lord, don't worry, as long as my son is well, I will fully inform you about the whereabouts of the Bi Cang Lingzhu."

Arriving at the door of Fang Zeyan's room, Wen Buqi paused and turned his head to Fang Tianxu and his wife, who were also following along: "You wait for me outside the door first, and I will ask you to come in later."

"Hey, good!" Fang Tianxu and his wife supported each other, watching anxiously as Wen Buqi and the others opened the door and entered the room, and then closed the door in front of them.

"Husband, has this lord really brought back our son's soul? Will our son be okay?" Fang Tianxu's wife asked worriedly.

Fang Tianxu affirmed: "It will be fine, our son will be fine, just for Bi Cang Lingzhu, he must rescue our son!"

As soon as the door was closed, Xue Wuyou immediately took out the gourd bottle containing Yao Yueyue's ghost and pulled out the stopper. The gourd bottle shook twice, red smoke flashed from the mouth of the bottle, and Yao Yueyue's ghost appeared in front of everyone.

"Thank you Ghost Emperor." Yao Yueyue bowed to Wen Buqi.

Wen Buqi nodded in response: "Remove the curse on Fang Zeyan, spit out his gnawed soul, and I will seek justice for you on the spot."

Yao Yueyue asked one last time: "Can the Ghost Emperor really let Fang Tianxu and his son get the punishment they deserve?"