The Witch

After his initial surprise, Yi Guan quickly accepted the fact that the boss asked him to work overtime. He is an orphan and does not have a girlfriend for the time being. He also works as an otaku when he returns home. He can make more money by working overtime in the company.

He adjusted his mentality and quickly accepted the reality of working overtime, but Dong Yongyuan took a cup of coffee and followed Ji Lang on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a puppet doll running across the room. The puppet doll ran straight to the glass window, then fell down, lying in the sun with stretched hands and feet, and began to sunbathe.

Seeing this scene, Dong Yongyuan couldn't help but twitched his mouth: "The boss didn't take this doll to school?"

Isn't that cursed doll is a magic weapon of a wizard, can't leave for too long?

Ji Lang didn't answer, he tidied his desk.

Dong Yongyuan didn't ask, put the coffee on the table, and asked about Yiguan by the way: "Boss, suddenly let Yiguan work overtime. Did you find something?"

Dong Yongyuan is someone who has been an undercover agent for two years. Even if he is not now, he still habitually observes the changes in Ji Lang's expression. He clearly discovered just now that after touching the black spell, Ji Lang looked confused for a moment. When he came back to his senses, his expression changed when he looked at Yi Guan, and then suddenly arranged Yi Guan to work overtime. .

"Someone wants to kill Yiguan." Ji Lang took out the pen in the pen holder and opened the script.

"What?!" Dong Yongyuan couldn't help but exclaimed, because his voice was too loud, the baby who was already sunbathing in surprise couldn't help but turned his head and glanced.

Ji Lang raised his head and looked at him silently, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Oops, the boss doesn't sleep well and is most afraid of noise.

Dong Yongyuan coughed with a guilty conscience, tried to suppress his shock, and asked in a normal volume: "Boss, do you know who it is? Do you want to call the police?"

Ji Lang calmly said: "I only saw two scenes just now. Someone wanted to cause an accident to kill Yiguan, but he was lucky and escaped. He didn't even find anyone was going to kill him."

Dong Yongyuan suddenly felt a little pain in his liver. This bad luck had caused him to die twice, and he didn't even know that anyone was going to kill him.

"You can ask if he has offended anyone recently?" Ji Lang said.

"I asked him a long time ago. Since last week, he has been looking unlucky. I asked him if anything strange happened. He said he had recently rushed to the script and hadn't been there except to work." Dong Yongyuan said affirmatively, "Yi Guan is an orphan and a standard otaku. He doesn't know many people in Haicheng, so it is impossible to offend anyone."

Ji Lang frowned: "Last Friday, at the intersection of the neighborhood where he lives, a black Honda almost ran into him. Let's see if we can find out something."

There must be a reason to call the police.

"How to check?" Dong Yongyuan asked subconsciously.

"Let whoever is good at it." Ji Lang turned over a page of the script and continued to work.

Dong Yongyuan was stunned. Whoever is good at it, let him investigate? No one in our studio is good at this kind of thing, and those who are good at investigation are the police.

Wait, the police?

Dong Yongyuan's eyes lit up, and a reliable figure appeared in front of him.

"I see." When he was excited, he went downstairs to ask the other party for help, hurriedly walked to the door, and suddenly thought of another thing, after a pause, Dong Yongyuan couldn't help but walked back. He hesitated again and again at Ji Lang's desk, and finally asked carefully.

"Boss, did you see the picture you just saw from Yiguan's dream?"

Ji Lang paused with the pen in his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Dong Yongyuan: "Why, I'm not a spy now, so I should just ask?"

"No, boss, I didn't mean that." Dong Yongyuan was afraid of Ji Lang's misunderstanding, and hurriedly explained, "I've been an undercover agent a long time ago. I'm just worried, worried about your ability..."

"Out of control?" Ji Lang finished what Dong Yongyuan had hesitated to say.

"When you came in this morning, you didn't know about Yiguan, but then you walked over and said a few words, and suddenly you seemed to know it again. Yiguan was not asleep at the time, you just touched the talisman." Dong Yong Yuan talked about his observations, "Is your nightmare power advanced?"

Ji Lang groaned and did not answer, his nightmare power had indeed advanced.

In the past, when others were awake, he could not sense other people's dreams or thoughts, but now he can hear some sounds occasionally. However, these voices are all related to him. For example, Bei Fan and the others came over to deliver the script, and they were afraid that they would scold them, and he could hear them with too much brain supplement. The last time I went to Haicheng University to send Wu Wu Miaomiao, the boy who helped lead the way was worried all the way because of fear, and he could sense it.

This change seems to be a warning, allowing him to hear what others think of him even when he is awake. But fortunately, he didn't come into contact with many people, and the advancement of this ability did not cause him much trouble.

But this morning, he suddenly saw those pictures when he touched the charms. These pictures were definitely not from Yi Guan, because Yi Guan himself didn’t know that these things happened, but it seemed to be recorded on that talisman paper. This matter was then revealed before my eyes.

This scene is similar to the scene in which he discovered that Wu Miaomiao was being spotted by the liver-digger a few months ago. He saw the liver-digger twice before, both after Wu Miaomiao had physical contact with him. He also thought about the reason at that time, and finally he attributed the reason to the transfer bead hand rope he and Wu Miaomiao carried separately. After all, this transfer bead bracelet was woven by Wu Miaomiao's master with the hair of the two, which made there may be some connection between him and Wu Miaomiao, so the power of nightmare would give Wu Miaomiao a warning.

But today's rune paper gave him another idea, Miao Miao is a wizard, a person in the mysterious door, and the rune paper is a mysterious door prop. Ji Lang guessed that the evolution of his own ability could probably sense the corresponding things through the power of the profound door.

When the liver digger looked at Wu Miaomiao, the thoughts in his mind were too strong, so he felt it, and the charm was to protect Yiguan from turning black, so the two accidents were recorded.

"Yes." After pondering for a moment, Ji Lang did not conceal Dong Yongyuan, and replied loudly and openly.

Guessing is one thing, and being confirmed is another. Dong Yongyuan's mood at this time is not much better than hearing someone want to kill Yiguan.

The boss's nightmare power is indeed advancing. Although the association temporarily pressed the idea of ​​controlling the boss, it did not relax its guard against the nightmare power. If the boss’s nightmare power continues to advance, eventually...

"Any thing else?"

Dong Yongyuan regained consciousness fiercely, and shook his head subconsciously.

"Get out if you have nothing to do." Ji Lang lowered his head and continued to modify the script.

Dong Yongyuan replied with a complicated expression, then turned and left the office.

After the office door was closed, Ji Lang stopped the pen in his hand. He turned his head and looked out the window, looking at the location of the cursed doll. After a long while, he suddenly said: "Doll?"

Hearing Ji Lang's voice, the doll stood up and looked over here.

"If my power is out of control, what will Miaomiao do?" Ji Lang asked.

The incomplete soul of the doll couldn't think about such a complicated problem. It thought for a moment, then suddenly ran over and took a big mouth at Ji Lang's side. As if to say, if I eat more nightmare power, the host will not lose control.

Ji Lang looked at the doll's clumsy but straightforward behavior and couldn't help but laugh. He patted the doll on the head: "Don't eat, your master won't dare to take you to school. And if you eat it, it's useless, you My belly is almost breaking, and for me it's just a night's sleep."

The doll tilted her head, showing a confused expression on her face for the first time.

Ji Lang smiled and pointed to the place where the doll was originally lying: "Go to the sun."

The doll understood this sentence, and it ran back with a hahaha smile, stretched its limbs again, and lay on the ground. Ji Lang couldn't help but envy the carefree and trouble-free appearance.

Miao Miao is right, there is nothing bad about being simple, at least not worrying.

Dong Yongyuan went downstairs and checked the time when Analysys clocked in on Friday. Combined with the bus schedule, he quickly calculated the time for Analysys to get home. After calculating the time, he directly gave Huo Mingzhi a call. While waiting for the call to be connected, he wondered what kind of reason he could find to persuade the other party to help.

It's just that he hadn't figured out the reason, and Huo Mingzhi's call was connected.

"Tongzi, why did you think of contacting me?" Huo Mingzhi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, Team Huo, haven't seen you here for a long time? I have time to eat together." Dong Yongyuan greeted.

Huo Mingzhi smiled and said directly: "Please ask me if you have something."

"As expected to be a detective, I haven't said anything, you guessed it." Dong Yongyuan complimented.

"Say, what's the matter?"

"I have a friend who seems to have been targeted, but there is no evidence that it is difficult to call the police. Can you help to check a car?" Dong Yongyuan looked embarrassed, "I know this request is a bit difficult to handle, you police You can't just..."

"People in your studio?" Huo Mingzhi interrupted.

"Correct."

"Okay, send me the license plate number, and I'll let you check it."

"You... did you agree?" Dong Yongyuan couldn't believe it. He still found it difficult to tell. Why did Team Huo agree so easily.

"It has something to do with your studio, which means it has something to do with Ji Lang. It doesn't hurt to check it out anyway." Huo Ming knew.

"..." Team Huo, are you suggesting that as long as it is related to my boss, it may be a criminal case?

You are too absolute, but...the possibility is really great.

The matter was entrusted to Team Huo, and Dong Yongyuan was relieved for the most part. In addition, Analysys stayed in the company to work overtime these days. There was no danger for the time being. He did not care about this matter anymore, and started according to the previous work plan. Purchase this year's Mid-Autumn Festival gifts.

The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in ten days, so let’s see what benefits will be given.

Haicheng University.

Wu Miaomiao only went to school from home in the morning. She pinched the classroom that she went directly to, and even the books were brought by her roommate.

The freshman course was relatively simple, and there were no professional courses. In addition, without the pressure of the college entrance examination, the three girls naturally sat in the last row in the classroom, using the teacher's teaching as background music, and chatting about their gossip.

After chatting for half a class without being scolded by the teacher, and when his classmates rolled his eyes, Wu Miaomiao felt the interest of university. Suddenly, the problem of dozing off in class before, the mental state was not enough.

"The school is holding an orientation party recently, do you want to sign up for it?" Mo Jing asked the two.

"I can't, I don't have much talent." Wu Lexin shook his head.

"Neither do I, nor do I have much talent." Wu Miaomiao also shook his head.

"No, aren't you a minority? Minorities can sing and dance?" Wu Lexin couldn't help but said.

"I can only dance the sacrificial dance and curse dance." Wu Miao said.

"What dance? Don't care what he dances, you go on stage to dance. I tell you, what street dance, singing, piano and so on are all rotten on the street, like you, a rare dance that not many people know. On the contrary, it can be a blockbuster." Wu Lexin said, "If you can be rated as the most popular program, you can still win prizes."

"What prize?" Wu Miaomiao asked.

"It's probably something related to the Mid-Autumn Festival." Mo Jing answered, "This time the welcome party and the Mid-Autumn Festival are set on the same day, saying that we are afraid of us freshmen leaving home for the first time to spend the festival alone."

"I heard that the school seems to hold the Thousand Lights Festival?" Wu Lexin said.

"The Thousand Lantern Festival?" Wu Miaomiao found out that she had only been away from school for two days and had missed a lot of news.

"In fact, it’s just to light the Kongming lantern. Isn’t there a man-made lake behind our school? In the past few years, we Chinese have celebrated Christmas and Halloween. These Western festivals are more lively than the Spring Festival. Some people say that it’s because our traditional festivals are not interesting enough. That’s why it has fallen. In order to encourage us to spend traditional festivals, the school specifically allows the Mid-Autumn Festival to place lanterns and lanterns by the lake. When the next day, there will be special sanitation workers to clean the lake, which is not considered as polluting the environment." Wu Le said excitedly, "I heard that after the surrounding residents knew that our school had this event, many people would come to our school to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together on this day, and there were often couples who confessed. Miao Miao, you call your father-in-law, two people. It’s so romantic to put on the Kongming Lantern together."

Wu Lexin spoke extremely powerfully, and Wu Miaomiao, who was originally just a little curious, suddenly had a sense of the picture.

Mid-Autumn Festival, this seems to be the first festival after I and Xianggong are together, so you have to prepare well.