Days went by, when the supermarket suddenly added a lot of gift boxes, and the live broadcast began to bring new year goods, Wu Miaomiao's final exam was also over. Unlike other people's packing up of big and small bags, Wu Miaomiao went straight to the school gate after getting out of the examination room.

"Xiang Gong." As soon as she left the school gate, Wu Miaomiao found her own father-in-law in the crowd at a glance. But this time, the reason she found Ji Lang at a glance was not the power of the nightmare on him, but because of the doll he was holding in his arms.

During this period of time, except when Wu Miaomiao was on the weekends, Ji Lang spent a few hours every day thinking about how to learn how to condense the ghost seal. Although he still has not condensed his nightmare power into something like the ghost seal, but After a long period of practice, Ji Lang has learned some methods to control the power of nightmare. The most obvious change is that the power of nightmare surrounding Ji Lang is much less.

Wu Miaomiao saw this change, but never asked aloud.

"Have you finished the exam?" Ji Lang waited for Wu Miaomiao to run closer, and reached out and wiped the traces of ink on the side of her face, "How do you write on your face?"

"Did you write on your face?" Wu Miaomiao subconsciously reached out and wiped her face. Who knows that it's okay if she doesn't wipe her face. The ink marks on her face are even heavier.

"Don't move, you also have ink on your hand."

Wu Miaomiao raised his hand and looked at it. As expected, he saw a small black mark on the index finger of his right hand: "Today there is a very long translation question. I wrote it for a long time. The pen is leaking, I guess. It was accidentally rubbed at that time."

"Should I eat first or go home first?" Ji Lang asked with a smile.

"Of course, eat first, the test is the easiest to get hungry." After all, most of the human energy is consumed by the brain.

"What to eat?"

"Go eat the grilled fish next to the studio. I haven't eaten it since I went to school. It's been several months since I was in school." When I thought about it, Wu Miaomiao was greedy.

"Okay, just eat there and get in the car." Ji Lang smoothly put the doll that had long been unable to hold it into Wu Miaomiao's arms, and at the same time helped her open the car door.

"Wah, we're going to eat grilled fish." Wu Miaomiao gave a cheer, and got into the car with the doll in her arms.

The doll couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh. Although the sound was a bit abrupt, but because the body was blocked by Wu Miaomiao, others would hear the sound and would not think it was from the puppet, but only thought that there might be a child in the car .

Wu Miaomiao got into the car and saw the big tiger in the back seat of the car at a glance, and asked strangely, "Why is the big tiger here?"

"I made an appointment for a review today, and I will bring it directly after the review." Ji Lang drove the car to the studio.

"The tiger is all right."

"Healed." In fact, when Ji Lang took Dahu for a review this morning, the attending doctor showed great interest in Dahu's rapid recovery ability and kept asking how Ji Lang raised cats. . Ji Lang was so annoyed that he finally released the power of the nightmare and stopped the enthusiastic doctor.

"By the way, there are wet wipes in the back seat, you wipe your face first." Ji Lang reminded Wu Miaomiao, looking at Wu Miaomiao's large painted face blurred by the ink.

"Back seat?" Wu Miaomiao turned his head and glanced at the back seat. He saw nothing except a fat cat. "Big Tiger, find out if there are any wet wipes in the back, and hand it over for me."

"Meow?!" Human, you actually want to instigate me.

"I'll eat grilled fish at noon, I'll bring you back here." Wu Miaomiao tempted.

Big Tiger's ears moved, and after thinking for a few seconds, his paw suddenly moved forward, hooked a piece of tissue, held it up, and handed it in Wu Miaomiao's direction.

Wu Miaomiao stretched out his hand to take it, wiped his face clean in the mirror, and then stretched his left hand back: "Here is another one."

The big tiger peeped his claws and grabbed another one.

About 30 minutes later, the car stopped in the parking lot of the park. Wu Miaomiao got out of the car with the doll in her arms and said, "Msang Gong, you go order food first, and I will send Dahu to the studio."

"Let it go by itself." Ji Lang stopped.

"Huh?" Wu Miaomiao was stunned.

"It should know the road." As Ji Lang said, he glanced at the black cat lying on his back in the back seat, "Get out of the car."

The black cat meowed angrily, but still got out of the car. There is no way to make Ji Lang one of the few human beings who is not captured by the cats.

Ji Lang waited for the black cat to get out of the car, closed the door, and took his wife and doll to the grilled fish shop on the other side, without even giving him a look.

The black cat glared at the big cat pupil and grinned fiercely towards Ji Lang's back, and then walked slowly towards the gate of the park. The black cat at the studio has been there, and even if it hasn't been, it can find Ji Lang's work by smelling the smell of Ji Lang's body.

The weather is good today, the sun is warm, and the black cat is a little sleepy after walking for a while. Today, in order to go to the hospital for a review, it hasn't had time to get some sun. When it arrives at the studio for a while, it has to find a comfortable place to get a good night's sleep.

The black cat entered the park while yawning. There were people passing by. It didn’t rush and appeared calmer than humans. On the contrary, it was the humans who found it around, all of whom had never seen it before. Exclamation.

"I'm going, this is an orange cat?"

"Have you ever seen a black orange cat?"

"Then how can you be so fat? Only Big Orange can have this body shape."

"Could it be a mixed race? The orange cat was born to some kind of black cat?"

"When did we have such a wild cat in the park?" someone who feeds wild cats often asks.

"Look at his fur and body shape. Is that something a wild cat can have?"

"Yes, it's impossible for a wild cat to be this fat."

Dahu was very sleepy at this time, too lazy to care about these unseen humans, and continued to walk towards the studio in an orderly manner.

Among the surrounding discussions, there was a person who recognized the big tiger by virtue of the big tiger's special body shape. This person was Huo Mingzhi who had just strolled over from the other side of the road. He had only seen one such fat black cat, and that was the fat cat to which Ji Lang's family had a special affinity with the corpse.

Not to mention, this black cat is quite peculiar. The walking posture and the charm of yawning are quite anthropomorphic. Huo Mingzhi sighed, one person and one cat had the same destination, so everyone walked to the entrance of the studio.

Because Ji Lang brought the dolls to work during this period, in order to prevent someone from suddenly breaking in and seeing the dolls alive, the sensor door of the studio was closed and no longer automatically opened. Anyone who wants to enter must first ring the doorbell, and then the person inside will come and open the door.

Huo Mingzhi originally followed the black cat unhurriedly. At this moment, he saw that the black cat was blocked by the door. He was about to go up and ring the doorbell. Then he saw the lazy black cat suddenly jumped on the spot, with fat paws. , Pressed the doorbell with an accurate "pop".

"!!!" Huo Mingzhi.

I'm going, this cat is fine. And it's obviously so fat, why can you jump so high?

Hearing the door bell, Dong Yongyuan quickly walked out. He first saw Huo Mingzhi at a glance, and then saw the black cat at the door.

"Big Tiger, why did you come back by yourself, boss?" Dong Yongyuan did not greet Huo Mingzhi first, but first picked up the big tiger on the ground, and then looked at Huo Mingzhi, Team Huo, you are here again Reminder, isn't the script for the first ten episodes already out? It should be enough for a while.

"No, I came to Ji Lang to ask something." Huo Mingzhi shook his head.

"Look for our boss? Our boss is not here."

"No, where did he go, when will he come back?"

"The boss should have dinner with his wife nearby. It may take an hour." Dong Yongyuan guessed.

"What did you mean when the cat came back by himself?" Huo Mingzhi nodded, and his eyes fell on the black cat again.

"Oh, the boss took Dahu to the vet in the morning, and now he is back on his own. It must be the boss who parked the car and left Dahu in the parking lot." Dong Yongyuan said.

"This cat is quite spiritual." He can recognize the way and ring the doorbell.

"That's for sure, our big tiger is clever." After the ghost boy left, he and Wu Miaomiao's cooperation tasks, it is estimated that he will have to rely on the big tiger in the future. So Dong Yongyuan will give Dahu a good impression if he seizes the opportunity during this time. It is true that Young Master Gui has left his income plummeting during this period of time.

"Meow~~" Dahu became impatient by the noise of the two people.

"Team Huo, would you like to come back in an hour?" Dong Yongyuan asked.

"No, I don't have anything to do anyway, wait for him to come back here." He has a question, and he doesn't give up if Ji Lang is asked, although it may be no result if he asks it.

"That's OK." Dong Yongyuan didn't entertain Huo Mingzhi either, turned around and carried the cat in. Moreover, Huo Ming knew that during this period of time, he always ran to their studio, and that he was already familiar and couldn't be more familiar.

Huo Mingzhi is also welcome. He grinds a cup of coffee in the pantry, and then grabs some snacks to set on a plate, walks to the reading area of ​​the studio, looks for a book, and reads it. Not far in front of him, on the window sill, the tiger was sleeping there.

After reading a book for ten minutes and drinking half a cup of coffee, Huo Mingzhi had to sigh that Ji Lang’s studio is really much more comfortable than the outside coffee shop. Now there are cats to slap, and you can come often if you have nothing to do.

He lost a biscuit in his mouth and was about to continue reading when Huo Mingzhi's cell phone rang.

"Yang Ming, what's the matter?" Huo Mingzhi connected the phone.

"Boss, Ye Ziqing confessed to the killing site, which is on a construction site in the southern suburbs."

"Then you take someone to dig." Ye Ziqing was a criminal they captured three days ago. It was originally a hit and run. After investigation, Ji Lang found that he was related to a disappearance three years ago, so he arranged for someone to do it on him. It took 24 hours of intensive interrogation. The other party couldn't help it, and finally just confessed the fact of his murder.

"But that piece of land is now being built, and the topography has been completely changed, and there is no specific burial site." Yang Ming said.

"Didn't the people from the real estate company dug it?" Huo Mingzhi wondered. Generally speaking, the foundation of a house must be dug first.

"That area is a new development zone. It's a very large open space. It's probably going to be searched for a while." Yang Ming said, "Say hello to the police dog team. I'll borrow some police dogs in the past."

"Okay, I'll make a call to the police dog team." Huo Mingzhi hung up the phone and inadvertently scanned the black cat who was basking in the sun not far away.

[I am looking for a cat. 】

[The body was found by my cat. 】

[Maybe because it is a black cat. 】

These few words of Ji Lang suddenly appeared in Huo Mingzhi's mind, and then a weird thought came out: Could this black cat really find a corpse?

Thinking of this, Huo Ming walked in front of the black cat, knowing that he did not know the ghost.

Dahu noticed someone approaching, raised his eyelids lazily, and then went back to sleep.

"If you borrow a cat, it shouldn't be so good." Huo Mingzhi thought so, grabbed the big tiger and slipped away.

"Meow?!"

"Tongzi, tell Ji Lang, I borrow his cat to use it and send it back to him before get off work." Huo Mingzhi ran away holding a bewildered tiger.

"Team Huo, what are you talking about?" Dong Yongyuan didn't hear clearly. When Huo Ming knew that everyone was running away, he still couldn't react.

"Team Huo said, borrow the cat for use." Shan Junyi, who was standing at the door refilling coffee, conveyed.

"Why is he borrowing a cat?" Dong Yongyuan wondered.

"Maybe there are more cases, slap cats and decompress?" Shan Junyi said.

"Then he found the wrong cat, Dahu has a big temper."

"Anyway, it is not us who are scratching."

"Yes." So, Dong Yongyuan completely ignored it.