Late Night Bookstore

A long time ago, there was no distinction between "human" and "beast". The reason why human and beast are distinguished is not because humans learned to eat cooked food to stimulate the development of the brain, but because of chance coincidence. People learned to build a torii.

This is like the splendid fire of human civilization. In fact, people have been doing things that are no different from beasts, but under the glory of the arch, it looks sacred and noble, and finally formed two distinct groups of Jingwei.

Just like Feng Si now,

With a little BGM, and a little more dignified filter effect,

Resting in the TV series of the Ming Dynasty, it is a typical image of a just person who resists the eunuch's dark rule.

The two inspections, the two inspections that are not even good, did not make any waves in front of Feng Si. In the past, when Feng Si was still inspecting, he basically had absolute power to suppress this group, not to mention Now, after the triple jump, the yellow belt is ridden, even more so.

Boss Zhou, who is still resting on Yingying’s shoulder in the bookstore and taking a nap in the afternoon sun, is unclear.

His own path to promotion,

Has been stained with blood.

Of course, even if you know it, boss Zhou will pretend not to know, there is still a tacit understanding.

10,000 steps back to say, what was the image of Attorney An and Feng Si in **** in the first place, and through so many "positive people" feedback, is boss Zhou still unclear?

But these two people are really easy to use.

Feng Si is dealing with corpses. In fact, this job is quite simple. Although it is not as exaggerated as Wei Xiaobao's signature corpse water in "Lu Ding Ji", it is really not difficult to leave no traces.

The only thing that needs to be paid attention to is to clean up the traces of the soul, to prevent the other party from leaving any soul messages or secret memories before being killed. Work is naturally also experienced.

Attorney Ann also deliberately released the enchantment he inherited from the White Fox Demon Dan, leaving his own atmosphere in this courtyard.

Feng Si then took the materials and made an appraisal report. The two inspectors who had just been killed would soon be on the list of Yin Si who died in the office.

Something went wrong,

Attorney An drove back to the bookstore by himself,

Feng Si left alone, and it was not long before he was going back to hell. Before that, he had to confirm his boss’s promotion to Tongcheng station.

The difference between the two is not greasy at all.

Across the car window, one person and one cigarette, said to each other "Goodbye".

One drove into the yellowish afternoon sun.

One walked into the abyss of dark hell.

When he arrived at the bookstore, as soon as he stopped the car, Attorney An saw the old man sitting at the door of the bookstore and peeling garlic.

Attorney An quickly got off the bus and walked quickly, and said with heartache in concern:

"You're just right, how can you be so busy, no way no, I come, let me come!"

The old man froze for a moment and pushed the garlic bag forward, saying:

"OK, I'll go inside and see what else I can help."

"........." Lawyer An.

Just agree?

I just politely pleased...

The old man got up and entered the bookstore,

Attorney An took a deep breath, and had no choice but to sit down and start peeling garlic.

In the morning, these hands also conquered a lot of mountain **** land, and participated in the process of patrolling the killing two,

right now,

Must be used to peel garlic.

Attorney An does not resent this feeling of being dragged into the rhythm of life anytime, anywhere,

The eyes are smoked,

A little sour and want to cry.

After half an hour, the garlic was peeled. Attorney An took a plastic pot filled with fresh and lovely garlic cloves and got into the bookstore.

Shouted:

"Why peel so much garlic?"

"Pickled."

Yingying walked in an apron and took the plastic basin from Attorney Ann, not forgetting to mumble:

"How come it's been so long, it's too much."

"........." Lawyer An.

Poor An's lawyer had lived a life of indifference in his previous life, and after his death, he lived in the underworld, and now it has fallen to the point where he has to be rejected by peeling garlic himself.

"In other words, aren't zombies afraid of garlic?"

Attorney An asked.

Yingying took a piece of garlic clove, put it in her mouth and took a bite. It was very crisp and chewed slowly, saying:

"Who told you that?"

"It's like this in the zombie movie."

The old man said next to him, "Many people thought that garlic could prevent SARS before she put it aside. I remember that when SARS was at its worst, there was someone hanging a circle of garlic around the neck of the train in the train station."

Lawyer An heard the words and smiled: "Does the person next to him think he is bad at writing?"

The old man recalled and shook his head: "This is not the case. People around him have asked him for some garlic and used it as an amulet."

"This is fine."

"At that time, the situation was quite tense. The human experience when going out is the deepest."

Yingying took the garlic into the kitchen and continued to work. Since she awakened her boss, Yingying has entered the kitchen more and more times. Hand with well-maintained nail polish to pick up the spatula for you.

The little boy walked down the stairs in a small suit. Attorney Ann saw him and his eyes were flushed.

"This garlic tastes so pungent?" the little boy asked curiously.

Attorney An nodded slightly.

At this time, a logistics truck came outside, and a worker wearing a hat came down from the truck. The other party pushed the door and came in and asked:

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Xu's house?"

"It's wrong, no... yes, what's the matter?"

Attorney An responded immediately.

"This is the furniture we sent over."

Several workers drove the door to unload the cargo and carried a large package in, which seemed quite heavy.

"Where is Mr. Xu? We need him to sign here."

Zhou Ze just got up at this time, came over, and nodded to Attorney An.

Attorney Ann took the pen and signed it.

After the other party leaves,

In addition to Yingying and Lao Xu who were busy in the kitchen, the rest gathered in front of the big parcel.

The recipient actually wrote Xu Le, which is interesting.

"Open it." Zhou Ze said.

Lao Dao and Attorney An opened the rope and tape on one side, and the package was quickly opened, revealing that it was actually a safe.

The color of the safe is dark green, giving a very thick and strong feeling.

Attorney An tried it and didn't open it, turning back to Zhou Zedao:

"Boss, already locked."

In fact, such things as safes are really useful for some companies and institutions, but for most ordinary families, the use value is very tasteless.

Especially for safes bought online, you can basically smash them with a hammer. If you are afraid that the sound is too loud, just wrap a quilt and smash it. That is to give the thief an opportunity to exercise and sweat.

However, Zhou Ze doesn't need to find any hammers here, and the people in the bookstore who have harder fists than hammers also grab a lot.

The nails have grown a little,

Zhou Ze directly cut down the gap of the safe with his nails,

It is as soft as cutting tofu, giving a strange beauty under the contrast of toughness and tenderness.

"Wow!"

The safe door fell off,

Inside is a thing wrapped in a black plastic bag.

Lawyer An wiped his hands. This kind of work must have come from him. There is still some political qualities at this point. There is no need to instruct, just take this thing out, and then start unpacking carefully.

The black oil paper was wrapped layer after layer. After unwrapping most of them, Attorney Ann's eyes slowly squinted. From the touch of his fingertips and the shape it now shows, he already guessed that there is a Something.

"Old man, close the door."

Lawyer An reminded.

"it is good."

The old man immediately went to lock the door of the bookstore, the headlights were turned on, and at the same time the curtains over the glass windows were closed.

Anyway, it doesn’t make any difference when the bookstore closes. I used to think that there was a ghost at home at night. Recently, the ghost door was closed, and even the ghost was gone.

I have always maintained the habit of opening the door every day, just subconsciously feel that it is stupid to open a store without making money and have been losing money. It is even more silly to open a store that does not make money.

Finally, the last layer of black oil paper was torn apart.

Lushan's true face of this thing appeared.

His eyes blinked, and he narrowed his neck back in fear. Fortunately, it was in the bookstore and not elsewhere. His sense of security was still sufficient.

Attorney An licked his lips,

The little boy's eyes were fixed.

Zhou Ze stepped forward,

Took this thing in his hand,

Before yourself

Switch gently and look slowly.

This is... half a face.

It's just that because the consciousness of half of the face has been absorbed by Zhou Ze, only this shape remains.

Attorney An looked at Zhou Ze and said, "I'll call Rongcheng over there and ask, someone came into the place where the seal was taken and took it out?"

Zhou Ze shook his head,

Road:

"No, the seal over there is not broken."

"Ok?"

"The seal under the Qingcheng Mountain of Rongcheng, if I remember correctly, it should be the right half of the face, this is the left half of the face."

At the beginning~www.wuxiaspot.com~ half of the face turned out to win the hook, and became independent. The win lost three thousand years of accumulation. As a hope and idol of Gou Cun'er, half of the face stepped into the air every second. Wang Ba Road was then decomposed and suppressed by the unknown existence.

"Cough..."

Suddenly, boss Zhou felt a little stuffy chest and coughed.

"Boss, what does this mean?" Attorney An asked. "Is it provocative or declare war?"

Zhou Ze shook his head,

Fingers were gently rubbing behind the skull of half of the face. There were still a few words on it, but Zhou Ze didn't want to read them in public. This matter had nothing to do with the bookstore.

Because those words are:

"Hello heart."

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This chapter talks about the number 7 will be restored, I know that everyone is uncomfortable, in fact... Dragon is more uncomfortable.