Night’s Nomenclature

"Thank you for working overtime, I'll treat you to some delicious food when you have time," Qingchen said to April and May with a smile.

May is a young man, and April is a very young girl, who looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.

In fact, she is in high school and stays in school when she is not working.

The Forbidden Inquisition seems to be a relatively loose organization. They are busy when they have work to do, and live their own lives when they are not working. Various forces do not disturb them.

Some people say that the Forbidden Inquisition has unique forbidden objects, just like the Shadow Gate, which can set up any teleportation door for each crow in each city. The crows can go to the headquarters of the Forbidden Inquisition through this door.

However, no one has confirmed this yet.

When April heard that there was delicious food, her eyes suddenly lit up, but she immediately thought of something: "No, we can't eat food from outsiders, otherwise it will affect our position!"

Qingchen couldn't laugh or cry: "Will eating a meal affect your stance?"

Then this stance doesn’t seem to be very firm.

But I saw April said seriously: "It is our principle not to take advantage of the consortium."

Qingchen was shocked. In the outer world, he didn't take advantage of the masses, but in the Taboo Tribunal of the other world, it turned out to be the other way around.

In fact, that’s right. No matter which side the third-party neutral organization takes advantage of, it will be questioned...

For example, mobile phone evaluation agencies should not take money from mobile phone manufacturers.

Of course, if it was Qingchen, he would have another way of doing things. He might make everyone pay protection...membership fees.

"Why didn't you bring a crow this time? I mean the six-eyed crow," Qingchen asked curiously.

April said: "There are only six six-eyed crows in total, and they were all taken to the Northern Battlefield and City 19 by the boss. The two of us stay here because the boss told us to guard you specifically."

Qingchen was stunned, guarding him? ! Is it so mysterious?

At this time, there was another explosion from a building next to Jindai Fengqing Street. April took a look and said, "I won't tell you anymore. Let's start work here and finish the work early."

After saying that, April and May put the hoods of their cloaks back on and walked toward the explosion. The first transcendent to die tonight was born, but they didn't know which side they died from.

Qingchen and the crows just stood chatting in the chaos, as if neither of them took what was happening next to them seriously.

When Qingchen looked at Qingyi, he found that he was looking at a certain window, and there was a pitiful girl there. Her boss seemed to have run away and even forgot to open the window where she was.

"What? Love at first sight?" Qingchen asked with a smile.

"No, I just think she's a bit pitiful," Keiichi said.

"There are too many poor people in this world," Qingchen sighed: "Where is the person who will take care of you? I still have things to do after I send you there. Remember to come to work at the Intelligence Unit tomorrow. I will say hello to the guard."

"Right in front," Keiichi pointed to the end of Jindai Style Street.

However, at this moment, a stray bullet flew out of the building from nowhere and hit the old street lamp next to Keiichi.

The glass cover of the street lamp shattered, hitting Keiichi's neck below.

Just when the glass was two centimeters away from Qing Yi's neck, Qing Chen, who had quick eyes and quick hands, pinched it in his hand.

Everything happened so fast that Keiichi didn't even know what happened. He only thought that it was normal for some dangers to appear on the battlefield.

But Qingchen closed his eyes and recalled, then suddenly opened his eyes and said: "There are too many coincidences, and the danger is coming for you."

Keiichi frowned: "Sir, do you mean that the aura of luck is affecting me?"

"It's hard to say whether it's a lucky halo or not," Qingchen thought for a while and said, "You should go back first, I need to investigate."

As soon as they finished speaking, a cry came from behind the two of them: "Inspector!"

Qingchen looked back and saw that it was Qinghua who came here with Yang Xuyang and other agents.

"Didn't I tell you to stay at the intelligence station? Why did you still run out?" Qingchen said calmly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Qing Hua, Yang Xuyang and others stared blankly at the ruins around them, and then listened to the intensive gunshots around them.

Finally, their eyes returned to Qingchen: Supervisor, there has been such a big battle, and you still say everything is okay?

Before coming, Qinghua had already done some mental work for the agents: The boss would probably be in danger tonight, and he left us in the intelligence department just because he didn't want us to take risks. However, during this period of time, we have all learned who our boss is, and we have received a lot of favors. With the overtime pay we received in half a month, we will definitely have no problem living the rest of our lives decently.

At this time, how can our seven groups retreat?

In fact, the most important thing for Qinghua was two points. The first was that Qingchen didn't want them to take risks, which moved him a little.

Another point is that Qingchen was moved by the fact that he wanted to take Qingmu home, and he had completely returned to his heart.

However, the matter of taking Qingmu home has to be kept secret for now, and he cannot tell the detectives.

After finishing the ideological work, each of the agents patted their chests and promised that even if the King of Heaven came today, the boss would be fine.

But now they are listening to the movement of Jindai Fengqing Street and looking at the billowing black smoke rising from the upstairs not far away.

I just felt that it was too early to take pictures of my breasts.

How can they participate in a battle of this level?

It's okay to arrest officials, but when it comes to actual fighting, the intelligence department is still not that interesting.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Qingchen and felt inferior. The boss was already someone who could control a battle of this level. In fact, they didn't need any information at all...

Qingchen smiled: "You guys send Qingyi to the car in front, I still have things to do."

Qinghua didn't dare to refute and could only watch her boss walk into the night.

It was as if the ongoing battle behind him had nothing to do with the boss.

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Downstairs in the Utopia Building, Qingchen was bored and waiting for the elevator.

After leaving Jindai Style Street, he never encountered any danger again...until the elevator door opened.

Song, who had wrapped himself tightly, stood in the elevator and stared blankly at Qingchen through his sunglasses.

Qingchen sighed inwardly. Now he really began to suspect that there was something wrong with Song Niao Niao.

He only went back to Utopia Building four times in total, and bumped into each other three times. He was really afraid of what would happen!

Song Niaoniao suddenly asked: "You weren't actually investigating those gangsters before you had the initial misunderstanding with me. After all, you couldn't explain why you pointed a gun at me when you first met me. , and I can’t explain why I said ‘come again’.”

Qingchen fell silent. It seemed that the other party had already reacted...

Song Niao walked out of the elevator and continued: "But it doesn't matter. I'm very grateful that you were willing to save me that day. Thank you very sincerely."

"You're welcome, that's right," Qingchen said and entered the elevator. The arm blocked by the wall kept pressing the door-close button.

The elevator door slowly closed. Qingchen raised his head and looked out through the gap. Song Niaoniao actually took off her sunglasses and stared at him.

After the door was completely closed, the A-list female star recalled the awkward expression when Qingchen was silent just now, and the corners of her mouth suddenly turned up slightly.

She always felt that the Qingchen she saw every day seemed to be completely different from the Qingchen who saved her that night.

Song Niao Niao is a first-line star, so she naturally has many friends in high society.

After the kidnapping that night, she asked her friends about the inspector from the Seventh Group of the Intelligence Division. Almost all the friends she asked were in awe of the newly appointed inspector and called him As the "living king of hell".

Others speculate that this is a new powerful person in the shadow of the Qing family, and it is best not to provoke him.

However, when Song Niaoniao recalled Qingchen, she didn't know why she didn't think that boy was scary at all, and even thought he was a little cute...

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The living room on the 112th floor was dark.

Qingchen looked at Mr. Shadow sitting on the sofa and complained: "You want to use me as bait, can you at least give me a guarantee?"

"I told you, I'm afraid you don't want to be a bait anymore," Shadow said with a smile: "Don't take out on me the embarrassment you suffered when you bumped into Song Niaoniao just now. I'm not your father. I’m not angry with you.”

Qingchen: "..."

Shadow said: "Also, you always go to Jindai Fengqing Street every time you go home. Although there is no surveillance there, it is not in line with your character to always take that road. After all, it is your first day in City No. 10. You can visit District 5 all over. So, you keep walking this way, isn't it just to create a stereotype for others, so that others can ambush and fish for me."

Qingchen said angrily: "I did it to facilitate my escape."

Shadow was right. Every time he went home, he walked to Jindai Fengqing Street, just to give others the illusion that he only went there.

Once he wants to escape one day, if someone stays there to ambush him, he may miss it.

Of course, the other party may not be so stupid, and this is just a small part of Qingchen's preparations.

details make a difference.

"The commotion you made tonight was a bit too big. I feel that it will take at least three months for Jindai Fengqing Street to be rebuilt," Qingchen said.

"I've been unhappy with that street for a long time. It's fun to destroy it this time." Shadow said with a smile: "The aliens from the north are building their own style street in City No. 10. I'm sorry. By the way, three days later. Trading God Jingbian, I will be ready, but you still have to do the transaction."

Shadow looked at Qingchen and said, "I can do all the other things, but you have to do the transaction of trading Jingbian for Goddess and getting Qingmu back."

"It's because only if I do it myself can the hearts and minds of the Qing's intelligence system be in my hands, right?" Qingchen asked.

"You're quite smart," Shadow admired.

At this time, Qingchen suddenly asked: "You are taking Qing Mu home this time because you actually want to take advantage of his last value, right? If I am not wrong, his life may have come to an end."

Shadow was silent for a moment and said: "Get used to it, and you will get used to it in the future. Sitting at a certain height, you won't realize your own feelings many times."

Qingchen shook his head: "I don't want to get used to it."

At a certain moment, he actually felt that Shadow was not entirely taking advantage of this matter, but the other party was already used to using 'interests' to cover up his emotions.

At this time, Qing's shadow said calmly: "Whether you want to get used to it or not is up to you. You can also leave the things here and walk away. I didn't force you. Shadows can't have feelings. The previous shadow didn't. I didn’t pick up Qing Mu, so you might not be able to accept it.”

Shadow continued: "But you have to understand that although I don't completely sincerely want to take him home, it's enough that you sincerely want to take him home. So, if you want to leave, you have to finish this before leaving."

Qingchen continued to ask: "But why me? I am a time traveler, not a real descendant of the Qing family."

"You will know the answer in the future," Qing's shadow asked: "Let me ask you a question, do you want Qingyi to be your shadow?"

Qingchen hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "No one said that a shadow cannot have its own shadow. He is in the light and I am in the dark. This is good."

"It's good that you dare to break the rules, but have you ever thought about what Qingyi would think if he knew that you were also a shadow candidate?" Qing's shadow asked: "You can say that you won't change, but he will No? When the time comes, killing your friends with your own hands will not be a pleasant experience."

Qingchen was stunned for a moment. It seemed that the shadow had personally killed his friend in the last shadow war.

At this time, Qingchen asked: "Do you think you really have a lucky halo?"

Shadow smiled and asked: "What do you think? I know you are lucky to find Yan Chunmi to investigate, but let me tell you, no matter how strong your ability in solving crimes is, you can't find any clues. Do you think I started paying attention to him now? Well, I started paying attention to him after I became a shadow."

"In the past 10 years, he has picked up money a total of 3,491 times. No one has lost money twice. If someone deliberately throws money to him to help him create the illusion of a lucky halo, then picking up money is his biggest flaw. , because you have to find 3,491 people to throw money at him.”

Qingchen nodded. The bigger the lie and the more people it takes advantage of, the bigger the flaws in the lie will be.

However, Qingchen said: "Have you ever thought that there may be a group of secret members helping him create accidents, such as helping him steal money and then throwing it on the ground for him to pick up."

Qingchen continued: "Although accidents seem to be coincidences, as long as the executor is smart enough, they can still do it perfectly. There may be people in this world who are good at taking advantage of 'unexpected events'. Behind the seemingly coincidence, there is actually something deeper. calculation."

Qingchen is a person who doesn't believe in coincidences, so he will send someone to investigate Song Niaoniao when he goes back tomorrow.

The frequency of the other party appearing in front of him was so high that he had to be suspicious.

Therefore, when he heard the rumors about Xing Xiang, his first reaction was to doubt Xing Xiang.

At this time, Shadow explained: "I have also doubted the direction of speculation you mentioned, but there have been more than 130 coincidences related to him in these years. For example, Qingwen's fever was due to the cooling of the weather, and his The servant forgot to close the window and got cold in the middle of the night.”

"There are still sixty-three cases that happened under surveillance cameras. No one cooperated inadvertently, and there were no repeated faces. There was only one repeated face. I specially asked someone to interrogate that person, but found that the other person was clean. , it’s really just a matter of coincidence that they appeared at two unexpected scenes.”

Qingchen understood what the shadow meant. If there were no repeated faces, it meant that it was impossible for a team to commit the crime. Otherwise, the team would be huge and it would be easy for the secret to be leaked.

As long as the number of people in this team exceeds ten, I am afraid that Shadow will have found this group of people long ago.

Shadow said: "When thirteen of the accidents occurred, fortunately, they were in the next city hundreds of kilometers away from the accident. This also ruled out the conditions for him to commit the crime himself."

Qingchen frowned and ruled out that the crime was committed by a team and that he was lucky enough to set up the accident himself, then it can basically be determined to be metaphysics.

"So, do you think that Xingxiang really has a lucky aura?" Qingchen asked.

"I don't believe it," Shadow said with a cheerful smile.

"Why?" Qingchen was confused.

"There's no reason, I just don't believe it," Shadow said with a smile, "Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it either," Qingchen replied.

"Why?"

Qingchen thought for a while and said: "The most important thing to him now is the shadow battle. If he really had a lucky aura, he should have become friends with me long ago. Or, his lucky aura should have come true long ago. It happened to me, but I didn’t have any accidents.”

Shadow was stunned for a rare time. He didn't expect Qingchen to answer so confidently, looking for Shuyuanwww. zhaoshuyuan． com But after thinking about it seriously, he couldn't refute it.

Qingchen said: "Lucky should not know that the 'ninth' shadow candidate is still alive, but something like a lucky halo will not happen with the knowledge of lucky. If he really has a lucky halo, then even if he If you don’t know that I exist, I should have encountered many accidents.”

At this moment, Keiichi and the others almost seemed like they were starring in the movie "The God of Death", and they didn't know when something unexpected would happen.

But Qingchen has never encountered it.

Therefore, Qingchen firmly believed that this was designed by Fortunately, but he just relied on more sophisticated methods.

This is a world where extraordinary people exist, and Qingchen suspects that Xing Xiang is an extraordinary person.

Or perhaps, he holds some forbidden object in his hand that can influence the fate of others.

Qingchen looked at the shadow: "Is there an unknown taboo item that can change the fate of others?"

Shadow thought for a while: "Hey, there really is one. In the last human era, there was a transcendent who had such an ability, but he was killed by the founder of the Federation named 'Ren Xiaosu' before he could grow up. .”

"What ability?" Qingchen asked.

Shadow shook his head: "I don't know, it was too long ago. I only know that he died on Wangchunmen Street in Luo City at that time. This incident was recorded by the Hu Intelligence Agency as a 'Strange Record' , but there is no clear information.”

Qingchen was thinking that there was actually something in his memory that could do this.

death Note.

The reasonable events written in the notebook, no matter how weird or coincidental, can be realized as long as there is internal logic.

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A 5,000-word chapter, 10,000 words have been updated today, and I still have to pay a little interest.

September is coming to an end soon, there will be a single chapter later, you can read it or not.