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Chapter 58 To Miss Junsha (please read it!)

After Miss Junsha finished her patrol for the day, she rode her scooter towards the police station.

The phone-chasing dog squatted on the back seat, sticking out its tongue, and looking around with its big, bright yellow eyes. During this period, it looked at a little boy holding a phone-calling dog on the roadside, and the corners of its mouth curved back happily.

He laughed inexplicably.

It’s almost the New Year’s Eve... Do you want to have a drink with Joey after get off work?

The motorcycle made a dark rut on the snow. Miss Junsha stared at the front with all her concentration, thinking in her heart.

Approaching the police station, the tip of the chasing dog's nose suddenly moved slightly, and he was startled, "Ouch."

"What did you find?" Miss Junsha asked without looking away from the front.

The electric chasing dog moved its nose and looked in one direction, "Ouch."

Miss Junsha changed direction without hesitation, and within a moment, she came to a deserted bluestone alley.

"So close to the police station..." Miss Junsha stopped her motorcycle, glanced at the police station not far away, and murmured.

She made a phone call to her colleagues in the police station before pulling out her pistol and cautiously stepped into the alley.

The electric chasing dog walked in front of her, crouched down, and made threatening sounds from its throat.

At this moment, night falls, and the alley is dark and deserted, with only a little bit of moonlight shining through.

rustle----

Only the sound of Miss Junsha and the electric chasing dog stepping on the snow could not be heard.

After turning the corner, the smell of blood suddenly came. Miss Junsha narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, took a breath, and turned on the safety of the pistol. The moonlight slowly spread with her footsteps.

After walking a few meters further, under the moonlight, Miss Junsha suddenly saw two figures lying in the alley. Blood spread and dyed the snow red.

Miss Junsha was slightly startled, then hurried forward to feel her pulse.

Electric dogs are on alert all around.

"Dead..." Miss Junsha said in a deep voice. She turned the two corpses over, but the scene she saw in front of her made her take several steps back.

Miss Junsha gently caressed her plump chest, and then looked at it intently.

"Haas Cobb!"

she exclaimed in disbelief.

"Woof!"

Miss Junsha turned around suddenly, raised the gun, and put her finger on the trigger. However, she discovered that the electric dog was barking at a wall.

There is... a note on the wall.

Remove it.

"Dear Miss Junsha, hello." Miss Junsha was suddenly startled and looked around.

There is no one in front or behind the bluestone alley, the night wind blows, and the snow and fog gradually rise.

Apart from the two corpses, there were only her and the electric chasing dog.

She inexplicably felt a gust of cold wind blow by, pursed her lips tightly, and tightened her stern pretty face.

She waited for a while this time before glancing at the note from the corner of her eye.

"I'm not nearby, don't worry, I don't have any ghost Pokémon either."

!

Miss Junsha's pretty face was so tight that she could no longer hold herself tight. She blinked her eyes, sniffed, and was about to cry.

She can't see ghosts, has she met some hidden master, or...has she met a serial killer with perverted habits?

She immediately thought of the series about the female police officer under her bed.

Although she found it exciting and interesting, she never thought that this would happen to her one day?

She moved closer to her electric hunting dog, as if it would bring her a sense of security before she could continue reading.

"I am not a ghost, nor am I a perverted murderer. I am not even sure whether you are Miss Junsha who is reading this."

Miss Junsha resisted the urge to throw the paper out and looked down.

"To make a long story short, I killed these two people."

And you said you are not a murderer!?

Miss Junsha was even more frightened, but in line with her duties as a police officer, she still had the courage to look down.

"I originally wanted to take the body directly to the police station, but in order to prevent it from causing panic and scaring the children, I dumped it in the bluestone alley not far from the police station. Miss Junsha, who has an electric chasing dog,

Presumably it can be found."

Is it okay to scare me?

"But because of my concern and longing for a seriously ill friend, and my natural resistance to the detention center, I will not inform you and wait for you."

How can you be so justified in absconding out of fear of crime?

Miss Junsha complained in her heart, but she felt that the gloomy environment was no longer so intrusive.

"These two people are not good people." Miss Junsha glanced at the corpse on the ground, "Of course, Haas Cobb's status is not low, so it doesn't matter whether he is a good person or whether he has committed a crime. The important thing is whether the alliance wants to

Deal with him and whether there is any evidence."

Miss Junsha was slightly startled, feeling a little heavy in her heart for no reason.

"I have collected and sorted out the evidence. It is in the pocket and arms of the man in the white coat. After reading it, if the alliance still wants to deal with me... I can only tie a grass ring to repay my friends for imprisoning me in the future.

I was saved by the grace of God.”

Miss Junsha pursed her lips, took out a USB flash drive from the pocket of the man in the white coat, and found several documents in his arms.

She kept the USB flash drive carefully, and then looked at the files in her hand under the moonlight.

Miss Junsha's hand holding the paper became tighter and tighter, and her plump chest kept rising and falling, making people wonder if the buttons would fall apart.

After a while, she put down the paper and took a deep breath, only to find that there was light coming from the alley and her colleagues were coming.

She sorted the documents for a while, then took out the note posted on the wall, read it a few more times, and was about to stuff it into her pocket, but she discovered that there were words on the back.

"If you have any questions, please call this number...Xu Qiansuliu."

Quite noble and upright...but Xu Qiansu...this name is so strange. Is he from other areas?

Miss Junsha secretly thought and had some admiration for this person named Xu Qiansu.

If what he said is true, then his move has indeed made a great contribution, but this does not mean that he can directly kill people without the respect of the judicial agencies and certain high-level officials.

Leaving your name and contact information is undoubtedly asking for trouble.

Just when she was hesitating whether to tear up the note directly and help this person, she discovered that there was another line of small words.

"PS: I am not a noble person, it's just that my face is in the club's surveillance, and there are also insiders from four clubs who know the details."

Miss Junsha threw the note to the ground and stepped on it viciously.

Then, under the puzzled gaze of the chasing dog, he silently picked up the crumpled note, took out his mobile phone, and saved the number.

Miss Junsha, there has never been a day when her emotions fluctuated so much just because of a few lines of words.

——

I didn’t make the cut in the test push, alas.

It must be that the follow-up reading is too poor. I currently have 4,800 collected. After a trial, I pushed up the collection by 3,000, but the follow-up reading is only more than 200. (I heard from the editor that I have returned it, and the follow-up reading dropped from 310 to 200.

.)

With a reading ratio of more than 20 to 1, it is no wonder that the editor is not optimistic about this book.

As expected, after testing the waters, it went on sale naked.

I don’t know if the first order can be 100.

There is nothing I can do about it, the plot is too different from the mainstream of online novels, so poor results are expected.

After thinking about whether I should cut it or not, I decided not to cut it.

Set a small goal for yourself. Don't ask for an average number of orders, don't ask for high-quality products or even big hits. At least, finish it first.

(End of chapter)