On the way home, Shen Jiangxi was not idle either-this time the system crashed too much. If she knew that the person who came in was some guy, let her behave for a meal, otherwise she might really want it. At the risk of revealing his identity, he directly threatened his opponent with the only divine consciousness that could be used for communication.

Imagine a person who has done all the bad things and suddenly hears a lot of voices in his mind. What is the first reaction?

The picture is beautiful when you think about it.

Holding the steering wheel, the woman in the police uniform casually looked at the road conditions and called her system:

【System 22. 】

This serious tone made the System 22, which was still confused about its previous crash problem, a little stunned, and it took a while to answer in a stinky tone: [What? 】

[Although I have no arms or legs, do you know how I was treated when you crashed? 】The reason why Jiang Yinghou is called Jiang Yinghou, of course, is because of her familiarity with Xilu!

Regardless of the goal of the mission world, her family, and the system she cooperates with, there are only things she doesn't want to play, and nothing she can't fool.

Hearing Shen Jiangxi speaking in a calm and calm voice about what happened in that room, System 22 felt very flustered inexplicably, and even heard the sentence she asked later:

"A monk who has been given a cultivation base is no different from an ordinary person, and you, as the system that assists me in completing the task, not only has its own quality problems, but also put me into this situation. You feel that I am confident in continuing to complete this task. How much is there? Or, you think I am strong, so my heart must be strong enough to endure being so humiliated by a mortal, right?"

System 22 fell into endless silence. If Shen Jiangxi didn't say a word, he might not hear any answer from it. Obviously, it has a guilty conscience and is silent.

Because it is improper in the criteria for lifting the seal of repair, it is possible that a major mistake in this work may directly cause it to be rebuilt. After all, the current newspaper system is still in the testing period, and the staff hired are all people who have a little bit of cultivation in the underworld, especially now this guy still has the same permissions as the system.

If she abandons the task and directly submits an opinion to the general system after returning to the underworld, it will be permanently blocked.

[Now you still feel that I have not been injured, so I am in good condition? Shen Jiangxi's voice is still very stable and calm when asked, but it is this kind of tone that seems to be a narrative sentence that makes System 22 feel guilty, and even can't wait to reflect on it and apologize:

[Sorry, I will report this error to the general system. As for the unexpected situation you mentioned, what kind of solution do you want? 】

Shen Jiangxi happily compared his heart to the bottom of his heart, but he didn't show any emotions on his face, and even his eyes didn't fluctuate.

[Unlock my seal, I promise to catch the murderer in the way of the original owner, and I will continue to complete this mission-but I can be sure to use my ability to protect me under special circumstances without revealing my identity Own, is this okay? 】

This is too sincere.

Let the system 22 hardly find any faults, and there is even a feeling that "if you don't even agree to such a simple condition, you are simply not a qualified system".

Ever since, the next moment, Shen Jiangxi felt the real Qi flowing in his body again.

It felt so refreshing, it almost felt like lying on the soft cloud, the body was light enough to rise to a higher place in the next second.

It is the sense of stagnation that has felt that the cultivation base has been sealed, so that I will especially enjoy the return of my cultivation base, the feeling of true energy spinning and rushing.

A smile appeared in Shen Jiangxi's eyes for a moment, and then quickly disappeared into the depths of the black eyes.

Regardless of this system or "Black Thorns", for her, the difficulty level is almost the same.

It has been several days since the last gang crime case was concluded, but Reza, who came to work at the police station, looked very ugly every day-most people in the police station believed that she was an interstate criminal police officer. , The Interstate Interpol, who was also responsible for the "Black Thorns" case, not only failed to catch the target that he had been tracking, but also failed to complete the latest mission.

Look at that stinky face, how many months did the Interstate Police deduct her bonus?

——No one looks uglier than the other day.

Only Shen Jiangxi, smiling as always, brought breakfast to everyone, and blowing on the small air-conditioner in the office when he had nothing to do. He looked very pleasant-except for Leisa, no one knew what happened to her.

Of course, her good mood mainly comes from Reza's bad mood.

As the saying goes, I am relieved to see that you are not doing well.

As for the reason why Reza's face is bad-anyone who dreams of the same scene for several days in a row, and all of them are restricted-level images like this or that by a young lady who can't see her face, is personally unbearable.

She frequently cast her gaze on Shen Jiangxi. After all, in her opinion, she thought that after the events of that day, Shen Jiangxi would be depressed for a long time for some reason, or she would no longer choose to be a policeman-inspector—— Unexpectedly, she was completely like nothing happened.

But Reza couldn't ask her, she just couldn't help but suspect that her recent dream was related to her.

After observing for a long time, Leisha didn’t see any traces from her. Instead, she had an upgraded version of her dreams every night. Every time she was slapped and couldn’t stand her, her lifelike dreams would suddenly come to life. Stop, let her wake up in the middle of the night, lying on the bed empty and gritted her teeth.

Even the traces left on her lips are real, but there is no trace of the initiator.

Miss Leisha felt that her mood was very bad and bad, and she had to go up to Shen Jiangxi eight hundred times to get better.

This evening.

It was Leisha and Shen Jiangxi's turn to be on duty at the police station.

Shen Jiangxi pretended not to notice her recent obsessive gaze, and watched the video on the computer quite seriously. Holding the mobile phone in his hand, occasionally swiping his finger and swiping the takeaway page to see what he was eating today.

Because everyone else in the police station is off work, except for the guard at the door, there are only two of them in the entire building-in line with the principle of the original owner caring for his colleagues, Shen Jiangxi turned his head and asked the woman behind:

"I'm going to order takeaway tonight, do you want to come together?"

Leisha only looked at her coldly, and for a long time she nodded slightly—the expression seemed to be like Shen Jiangxi taking her salary to take out.

Speaking silently at the bottom of his heart, Shen Jiangxi turned back to watch his TV series, but passed the phone in his hand backwards, and said without looking back: "Look what you want to eat, I have already ordered it."

Until Miss Leisa returned her mobile phone, and the food was delivered to her, there was no sound from the entire office.

If it weren't for Shen Jiangxi's own "artist daring" and the company of TV dramas, it would be really embarrassing in the office.

Until midnight, Shen Jiangxi watched the latest episode of the TV series, and swiped the latest friends' activities with his mobile phone. There was no sound in the earphones. However, Reza looked at the clock and said abruptly:

"At this time of the day, I am already asleep."

There are only two people in the entire office. Shen Jiangxi is also a warm baby. Of course, she can't let her colleagues fall into the cold after saying such awkward remarks. So she thought for a while, put down her phone, changed the direction of the swivel chair, looked at Leisa and said:

"I think, if it weren't for people with the habit of night owls, everyone should be asleep at this point in time."

Don't you feel embarrassed to say such a nonsense, Miss Sister?

"Then I will have a dream, a dream that repeats every night, and wake up at 1:30 in the morning on time, and then I can't fall asleep again." Leisha ignored her answer, paused, and continued to take it again.

Shen Jiangxi looked back in surprise and looked at her worriedly. There were so many worries in her eyes that seemed to overflow: "Oh my God, Leisha, why don't you tell me earlier that you are in such a bad state? You need to make a report with the sheriff. Go back? After all, I heard that you have a great psychological counselor in your Interstate Police Department. He should be able to solve this problem for you."

Without waiting for Reza to continue speaking, she quickly continued:

"Is it because the last case put you under too much pressure? Oh, are you so demanding of yourself? Although you didn't complete the task well, you still have to learn to lower your standards appropriately. It will be too much."

The words are sincere and the words are true.

But Reza always felt that she seemed to have something to say.

What does this mean? It seems to have even damaged the Interstate Police Department?

The woman's eyes darkened, and she suddenly mentioned the last case: "I heard you were kidnapped by them? They didn't do anything excessive to you, did they?"

Shen Jiangxi's lips twitched, and he looked at each other in surprise, with a smile in his eyes, and gently replied: "No, they threw me into the room and left. I fainted and met you when I woke up. Now, speaking of it-although she wanted to catch the "Black Thorns", her actions towards those people also-helped me."

"I'm so lucky, right? Reza?" The young girl in front gently placed her mobile phone on the office desk next to her, raised her eyes and looked at her. When she spoke, she was still smiling, but Only the two of them understand the real meaning inside.

Leisha fixedly looked at her, without answering this question, Shen Jiangxi also looked at her calmly, as if waiting for her answer.

After a while, Leisa took the lead to look away and landed elsewhere in the office, avoiding her sight. Her voice was still cold, and she was still inquiring: "You seem to have something in your words?"

Shen Jiangxi's eyes widened in surprise, "Huh?" He looked at her and didn't know what she was talking about. Even her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, fully expressing her doubts with facial expressions.

Leisha stopped talking, and Shen Jiangxi seemed to think she was a little inexplicable, and turned around, stopped talking to her, and looked down and swiped her mobile phone.

After another two hours, Leisa looked up from the data she had compiled, and saw that Shen Jiangxi was lying on the table not sleeping very well, her consciousness was dim, her hands were paddled, but she didn't think so. Moved left and right comfortably, and finally kept a quiet movement and went to sleep soundly.

Leisha got up and walked to her side, took off the coat she was hanging on the back of the chair, and looked closely at the person's sleeping face. It was very quiet, peaceful and harmless, and she woke up with the inexplicable body on her body. It makes her feel mysterious and unable to see through the feeling differently.

But it still attracted her the same.

Unfolding the clothes and draping them on Shen Jiangxi, she couldn't help lowering her head close to her forehead, then stopped in mid-air, and then moved to her ears, and the extremely low voice fell into Shen Jiangxi's ears. :

"It's you, little villain?"

"Then you were the person who stayed in that building that day?" Shen Jiangxi opened his eyes suddenly, with a faint smile in his dark eyes, looking at Leisa, the corners of his lips were raised in an arc. , The simple and ignorant meaning disappeared from her body, and in turn returned to an inexplicable feeling that Leisa couldn't understand.

To be honest, Reza did not expect that she was pretending to be asleep just now.

She couldn't help but squinted her eyes. She stepped back two steps, looked at Shen Jiangxi, and said coldly for a while: "What do you mean? It seems that you met other people in that house that day? For example? "Black thorns"?"

"Huh? Did I say that?" Bi replied, and the queen didn't lose to anyone.

The two have tried each other many times, and each time they couldn't get the information they wanted from the other's mouth, but they still wanted to build their advantage on their own.

Resha looked down at her, and suddenly leaned close to her face. Seeing her apparently hiding behind her, she suddenly said:

"What exactly did you use to make me dream those dreams?"

"Want to know? Shouldn't the sincerity of the negotiation-judgment be the exchange of equivalent items?" Shen Jiangxi leaned against the back of the chair and took out the potato from the potato chip bag opened by the computer. The film was put in the mouth, the original domineering action coupled with this picture of eating, inexplicably made people unable to be serious.

"I thought that as a policeman, I shouldn't use these unpredictable methods." Resha stood up straight, and she canceled her previous plan because of the strange sense of danger on the other side.

Shen Jiangxi smiled and replied: "I think that as a policeman, we should not violate our own professional requirements and punish criminals by means other than the law?"

Resha's face changed: "If you want to accuse me, first show me the evidence."

"What a coincidence, this is what I want to give you as well, dear Officer Leisa."

A conversation that seemed to be a tie, but Reza felt particularly inappropriate.

But she took it for granted inexplicably. Even if I were to be planted in this person's hands in the future, it seems to be a destined thing——

Just like in the supermarket that day, when I first saw her, I felt destined.

The author has something to say: What are those who think qj unhappy in the last chapter think? Your queen is so powerful, if you really don't want to play shame paly, who can move her? ?

I'll just write a new play, don't get too excited.

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