We Monsters Are Not Allowed to Be Single

He asked Jiang Ran again: "Would you like to go with me?"

Jiang Ran was idle, and went out with him after hearing this. Before leaving, he thought about it and left the sleeping Suan in the office.

Wenhua Street is a bit far from the street office, and the two of them drove there by bus. It's just bad luck, and there was a traffic jam as soon as I got to the street. There were crowds of traffic and people in front, and two police cars were faintly parked.

"There was a car accident ahead?" Xue Meng poked his head out and looked around.

Jiang Ran has good ears and listened carefully for a while and said, "It seems that the community has died."

"Are you dead again?" Xue Meng was surprised, rubbing the goose bumps on his arm and said: "I heard that three people died in our district last month. This is the fourth one."

He mysteriously lowered his voice and said: "I heard that the first three people died very strangely, as if they were hit by something unclean."

Jiang Ran glanced at him and slowly said, "Something unclean?"

Xue Meng nodded: "This matter has spread in several nearby neighborhoods. It is said that when the three deceased died, they all had weird smiles on their faces, and their faces were particularly ruddy. The next year will not be big, and I have not heard of them. Medical history, but the good guys suddenly disappeared. Are you blamed?"

The work of the subdistrict office usually needs to go deep into the neighborhood of the community, and it is particularly exposed to gossip and rumors. But this time it involves human life, which sounds particularly frightening.

Xue Meng said that the more he felt a little hairy, he couldn't help lowering the car window and felt a little more relieved when he was exposed to the sultry air outside.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Ran was a little bit dumbfounded: "Aren't we going to break feudal superstition? Why did you become superstitious yourself?"

Xue Meng was right and confident: "I believe in science intellectually, but emotionally, I would rather believe it."

The traffic jam in front of him finally moved, he quickly started the car and drove out along the traffic. Jiang Ran sat in the co-pilot and glanced at the area where the accident occurred, but the police car and the corpse were no longer there, and no abnormality was found, so he looked back.

Because of the traffic jam, it took the two more than half an hour to reach the jewelry store.

The name of the jewelry store is "Things to be done". It should be opened soon, and the signs on the facade are still very new.

After they parked the car, they heard a "Welcome" as soon as they walked into the store.

The white and fat shop owner greeted him and smiled enthusiastically: "What do you two want to buy?"

Glancing around, the shop has an unobstructed view, and it doesn't look like a cult organization that can hide feudal superstitions.

Xue Meng whispered to Jiang Ran: "Run again for nothing."

Then he took out his work permit and explained the situation to the shop owner.

Hearing that his store was reported as feudal superstition, the owner was a little surprised at first, and then said helplessly: "I'm just selling the transfer beads, why is it contaminated with feudal superstition and cult?"

"Transfer beads?"

"Yes, these bracelets and necklaces are all made of transshipment stones."

The owner picked up a bunch of bracelets and showed them to them: "Hey, it's actually a gimmick."

This bracelet is made of clear creamy white beads. The surface of the beads is very beautiful with wisps of red.

In addition to this string of bracelets, the other jewelry in the store is also made of this cream-colored transfer stone with red silk.

Jiang Ran also picked up a bunch of them and looked at it. This transfer stone is really good-looking, its surface is clear and moist, and it will have a soft touch after a long time.

The two of them strolled around the store and found no problems at all.

Xue Meng stretched his hands and said, "It's okay, let's go back."

The two were about to go home, and before leaving, the owner smiled and took two men's bracelets to give them. Xue Meng refused, but the owner said that it had caused them trouble and must accept it.

In the end, Xue Meng saw that this bracelet was beautiful, so he simply paid for it, and followed Jiang Gan.

The owner watched them leave with a smile on his face, and said, "Good luck to you and welcome next time."

The author has something to say:

An unnamed dragon: I'm on the road, and I will be there in the next chapter.

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Chapter 7

After coming out of the store, Xue Meng was still a little speechless: "There are really too many false reports of this kind, and we can't ignore it. We can only run in vain like this."

"Just serve the people." Jiang Ran said with a smile.

He still held the string of beads in his hand, and the string of beads had been held in his hand for a long time, and it was stained with mild body temperature. The warm feel of Microsoft on the surface gave him a very familiar feeling for an instant. Just go back to the memory, and can't think of anything.

He raised the string of beads and looked at the light. The material of the beads did not look like jade, let alone ordinary stones. He said to himself: "What material is this bead made of?"

Xue Meng said, "It's so cheap. It's either stone or man-made glass, right? But it's pretty good-looking. Didn't the shopkeeper say it is a transfer stone? Maybe it can really bring good luck to people. "

Who knows Jiang Ran shook his head solemnly: "It's a lie to change one's fate and transfer. People's luck is closely related to oneself. It is better to recite the core socialist values ​​every day if you expect foreign objects to change your fortune. If the energy is too much, the evil spirits dare not approach, and the fortune will naturally go up."

Seeing Xue Meng's expression that you were teasing me, he said again: "Moreover, there are gains and losses in everything. If you get something that doesn't belong to you, naturally you have to exchange it with something equivalent. The same is true for changing fortune. Yes. There is no pie in the sky."

Xue Meng touched his chin and looked at him. He didn't know if he heard it, and said with a smile: "Jiang Xiaoqian, you are like Uncle Zhou, and Uncle Zhou often tells us these principles."

Seeing what Jiang Ran wanted to say, he quickly grabbed Jiang Ran's shoulders and walked towards the parking lot with a hippy smile: "I understand what you said.

His words stopped abruptly when he saw a stack of money on the ground.

"Isn't it so evil?"

Xue Meng subconsciously glanced at the beads on his wrist, then at the grandpa Pink Mao lying on the ground, his eyes widened and turned to Jiang Ran and said: "Is the sky really losing money?"

Jiang Ran frowned and picked up the money on the ground. A total of eight, the amount is not big, but the timing is a bit weird by coincidence.

He looked at the bead string on his wrist, but found no problem, and suddenly became puzzled.

Xue Meng was surprised, and immediately relieved: "It's a coincidence? There is a duty booth in the place where I just came over. It's better to hand in the money first, maybe the owner will come back to look for it."

As they said, they were about to turn back and hand over the money they found to the guard booth. Halfway through, I ran into an unexpected acquaintance.

"Ying Qiao?"

Jiang Ran looked at Ying Qiao who had just gotten out of the silver-gray luxury car, and yelled suspiciously.

Ying Qiao happened to come here to investigate something with Chen Hua, but he did not expect to collide with Jiang Ran. He froze for a while, and quickly walked forward naturally: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Ran was still thinking about the luxury car in his mind, and replied in a daze: "The street office received a report from the masses. Let's check the situation."

Ying Qiao looked down at the work card hanging on his neck, and smiled impenetrably.

"It's a coincidence, I also came out with the boss."

The crazy knotted string in Jiang Ran's head was straightened out: "It turns out that the car belongs to your boss..."

Ying Qiao nodded without changing his face: "Of course it's the boss, otherwise how could I afford it."

Chen painting who just stepped forward: "..."

He looked at Jiang Ran, then at Ying Qiao, and then at Jiang Ran... His eyes turned back and forth on the two of them, and suddenly he seemed to understand something, and he prolonged his voice and said, "Xiao Ying, this is your...friend. what?"

I also deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word friend.

Ying Qiao brows brows, smiles and turns to look at him, with warnings in his eyes: "Yes, Mr. Chen."

In just four words, it seemed to pop out from between the teeth.

Chen Hua looked confidently at Jiang Rian. The other party hung the work card from the street office and looked like an ordinary office worker in his outfit... But Ying Qiao had a higher eye than the top, but he had never seen him make such an ordinary friend.

He guessed that this pretty lovable young man was probably the little lion monster who had been dating Ying Qiao and had talked about it.

Regardless of Ying Qiao's warning, he looked at Jiang Rian with a smile: "Xiaoying is a good person, but his temper is too bad. It's hard for you to be a friend of him."

"what?"

Jiang Ran stared at Chen Hua blankly. He didn't understand why the leader suddenly started to say bad things about Ying Qiao. Shouldn't the employees who can be brought out are very good?

However, he subconsciously defended Ying Qiao, "No, Ying Qiao has a good temper and is good to friends."

Just spend too much money.

But he held back this sentence without saying.

Chen Hua's eyes flickered, and he wanted to force another sentence. Suddenly, he felt a chill in the rear gate, and Ying Qiao approached him calmly, as if the voice of a mosquito passed into his ears: "Say one more sentence. , I took your skin when I went back."

Chen Hua is a painter, and Ying Qiao said that he is really peeling the skin.

His strength is not as good as others, he snorted uninterestingly, but regretfully gave up the gossip: "There is still something to come out today. When you are free, Xiao Jiang, you can come to our company to play."

After speaking, he quickly squeezed a business card into him, then turned around and slipped away.

"I have something to do today, I will make an appointment with you another day." Ying Qiao looked down at him and said.

Jiang Ran nodded in response.

After the people left, Xue Meng immediately yelled: "Fuck that car is worth more than 8 million, right? Is your friend a trench?"

"That car belongs to his boss, he is just a fight