The exciting life of becoming a paper man wife

Seeing He Dan, the sloppy middle-aged man's eyes first showed a hint of amazement, then turned into disgusting obscenity, and finally turned into greed:

"I know you! You are a famous female anchor, you should be very rich, right? Now that my son was killed by your people, shouldn't you pay compensation?"

"Compensation fart, student He Xue is a legitimate defense..."

The school leader wanted to scold the sloppy middle-aged man when he opened his mouth, but was interrupted by He Dan stretching out his hand.

She smiled gently, and looked at the sloppy middle-aged man seriously:

"Who said your son is dead? In this world, there are very few real deaths.

His body was just wiped out. As long as he used spiritualism to collect his soul again and prepare a new body for him, it would not be impossible to resurrect him.

It was indeed my Xuemiao who destroyed his body, but it was your son who conspired to commit crimes first. Many girls who were victimized can testify that my Xuemiao is a legitimate self-defense.

According to the laws of Daqin, justifiable defense is not responsible.

But out of humanitarian considerations, I can help you bear half of the cost, as long as you spend some money yourself, you can see your son again... What do you think? "

"What... what?"

The sloppy middle-aged man was obviously stunned for a moment:

"Can that trash be saved? Does it cost money?"

"Yeah, all you need is a little money."

He Dan smiled and narrowed his eyes:

"Although the amount may be a bit high, you can also apply for a loan. For the sake of your son, don't you plan to think about it?"

"What is there to consider?"

The sloppy middle-aged man spat hard:

"Let me take out a loan to revive that trash? Bah! Impossible!

I tell you well-dressed bastards, don't try to fool me with the letter of the law.

Even if my son has any extreme behavior, it is because you always bully him!

In other words, all of you present are responsible for his death!

In short, you must come up with a compensation plan for me today!

Otherwise, I will go to be interviewed by foreign reporters and let the whole world know how dark the empire is! "

"...are you indifferent to the life and death of your own son, and only want compensation, or even blackmail us in the name of ruining the empire?"

He Dan sighed softly:

"Sure enough, Lin Feng would be better off without a father like you.

Let me just say, if a normal father knows that his son is being bullied like that, how can he be indifferent? "

Facing He Dan's sarcasm, the middle-aged sloppy man still didn't change his face:

"Don't talk about these things! My own son, I can do whatever I want! You must give me compensation! Compensation!"

"... Compensation, hmph."

He Dan suddenly smiled, very nicely.

She released a little bit of the charm sealed by Bai Shishi:

"Then what compensation do you want?"

"Money, of course... no."

The middle-aged sloppy man just wanted to open his mouth to the lion, but suddenly his eyes turned red.

His breathing continued to be heavy, and his eyes almost fell out.

In less than ten seconds, he couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed towards He Dan while taking off his pants:

"I want to fuck you! I want to kill you to avenge my son! I want to kill you... uh."

The middle-aged sloppy man was knocked to the ground and passed out.

"...Insulting and attacking public servants in public, what should be the sentence according to the laws of Daqin?"

He Dan put away his charm and smiled lightly:

"The most serious thing, it seems that they can be executed on the spot, right?

But I am a kind person, so I will send him to the detention center for a few days~~. "

Chapter 337 He's a Good Man

After leaving Feilan College, He Dan returned to the Demon Killing Base in Nanyang County to see how Xuemiao and Gao Lulu were doing, when he saw the investigator of the combat team rushing out with a toolbox.

"What happened?"

He Dan casually stopped a young man dressed as an investigator.

"Yes...it's Miss He Dan!"

The young man's expression was suddenly very excited, and even the hand holding the toolbox trembled slightly, as if he was favored by his most admired idol.

He swallowed and spit, stabilized his emotions, and then answered clearly:

"Just received a report that a street patrol officer was suspected of being attacked by a newly awakened supernatural being. He seems to have unfortunately died in the line of duty. We are preparing to rush to the scene."

"The street patrol was attacked by a newly awakened supernatural being?"

He Danliu frowned slightly.

The supernatural power of this world has never been a secret, and the Demon Slayer is also a department that has existed since the establishment of the empire.

People with supernatural powers are very self-aware, and after awakening, they will basically go to the Demon Slayer to register actively, or hide themselves deeply.

Except for some special abilities that affect the mind, attacking others casually after awakening can be said to be a very stupid behavior.

In the records of the Demon Killing Division of Zhongyuan County, after the awakening of the supernatural power, "I can't help myself", and the average fool who starts to behave will only appear once every few years.

If it is normal, it may be a coincidence.

But now that Lin Feng's incident just happened here, there are street patrolmen being attacked by supernatural beings over there?

Are the two things related?

Very likely.

Thinking of this, He Dan immediately made a decision.

She grabbed the arm of the young man who was about to leave:

"Come on, I'll go and have a look with you, tell me the location, I'll go there first."

"...Okay, okay!"

The young man trembled, and his voice couldn't help becoming excited again.

He took two deep breaths again before telling He Dan the detailed address of the crime.

He Dan didn't say any more, just nodded his head lightly, jumped up, and rushed to the target point in a supersonic jump.

The young man was stunned for a few seconds by the fragrant wind left by He Dan before taking off his coat with a smirk and putting it away carefully:

"This is the clothes Miss He Dan has touched. I want to keep this clothes well and never wash them for the rest of my life!"

. . . . .

He Dan's speed was obviously faster than the others in Demon Killing Division and the imperial police.

When she arrived, the scene hadn't been protected yet, and many passers-by were surrounding there, sighing frequently at a corpse on the ground.

"Mr. Street Patrol Envoy is a good man. Why did he die in the line of duty at such a young age?"

"That's right, last time my son failed the exam, Mr. Street Patrol Envoy taught me a lesson, and he became fond of studying."

"That time my mother accidentally fell down when she went out to buy groceries, and Mr. Patrolman helped her up, and paid the medical expenses in advance after sending her to the hospital."

"My cat got lost a few days ago, and Mr. Street Patrol Envoy helped me find it."

"My wife..."

"My sister..."

Everyone was talking about it, but the theme was very consistent.

It probably means how dedicated and helpful this Mr. Street Patrolman who died in his post is. It is really unexpected that anyone will kill him, and the murderer must have a bad death.

"...Monster Slayer is doing things, give way!"

He Dan listened for about half a minute before he took out his ID and stepped forward.

"Hey? Isn't this... the famous female anchor of Demon Slayer? When did she come to a remote place like our Nanyang County?"

"Wow, it's Miss He Dan! Miss sister, can you sign for me!"

People quickly recognized He Dan, and the atmosphere gradually became frenzied.

But the fanaticism is only in the eyes and expressions, and the people of Daqin are still very cooperative when handling official affairs.

Those who wanted to sign their names just slipped their tongues in a moment of excitement, and they quickly stepped aside to let He Dan inspect the corpse.

He Dan is not a professional forensic doctor. In order not to damage the scene, she didn't get too close to the corpse. She just observed it at a distance of about three meters, and then took a look with psionic vision.

The fatal wound on the corpse was a large hole in the chest, and blood was sprayed everywhere. The victim should have been killed in a rather violent way.

There are scorched marks on the edge of the wound, and a small amount of thunder attribute magic power remains.

Magic power... Is the murderer a magician?

But didn't that colleague before say that he might be a newly awakened supernatural being?

He Dan was a little puzzled.

She still has great trust in the ability of the demon slaying investigators. Since they suspect that the murderer is a supernatural being, there must be clues or evidence.

So what's going on with this thunder attribute magic power?

He Dan thought for more than ten seconds but couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to think about it.

Anyway, I'm not a professional, so let's wait for the investigators and forensic doctors to come.

He Dan returned to the crowd again:

"Who did you call the police? Who first found the body?"

"I, I, I... it's me!"

A little girl who looked like a junior high school student quickly raised her hand, her face was flushed, and she seemed a little excited.

He Dan walked up to her in a hurry, and was about to touch her head, but found that he was actually hugged by her waist.

"Woooooo...is this the fragrance of Miss He Dan? It's really great!"

While rubbing against He Dan, the little girl showed a satisfied expression:

"Even if you let me die like this now, I won't have any regrets... woo woo woo!"

"You young, what nonsense!"

He Dan grabbed the little girl's face in embarrassment, and gently pulled it to both sides.

But she didn't let the little girl go, but patted the other person on the head as if to comfort her, treated her to a facial cleanser, and then asked softly:

"Tell my sister, how did you find out about Mr. Street Patrol?"

"I did hear the gunshot."

The little girl's eyes were turned into mosquito coils by the facial cleanser, and she seemed to want to have a nosebleed.

It was too exciting for her young heart to be given benefits like this by the admired person.

However, this junior high school girl's logical thinking is quite clear, and she answered very well:

"My brother is a military geek, and he has collected all kinds of imitation guns at home, and he would pull me to tell me about all kinds of guns, obviously people don't want to hear it at all.

But thanks to my brother, I know a little bit about firearms.

When I was passing by the alley on my way to school just now, I suddenly heard a few bangs.

Ordinary people might think it was firecrackers or balloons exploding, but I immediately recognized the sound of police pistols firing.