Fairyland, big problem

"Brother Wen Jiu."

"Um?"

On the phone, Qian Axiong was in high spirits.

"The leader of our special police team in Changle City heard that you can communicate with evil spirits..."

"Do not believe rumors, do not pass rumors."

Wen Jiu directly denied it. At Xingxing Primary School, he did not communicate with evil spirits at all. The art teacher kept a little humanity, and he could understand other members of the special police team.

"Little brother, don't be modest, anyway, you can see part of the evil thing's mind, right?"

"Barely you can say that."

"Our team leader would like to ask for your help."

Some evil things are formed by the aggregation of a large number of evil emotions, and the other part is the direct transformation of human undead, and then human nature is continuously eroded by evil spirits.

It happened that a member of the special police team was attacked by evil spirits and turned into evil spirits. The team leader wanted to ask for some information.

"Evil..."

Above the lowest level of evil spirits are evil spirits, and then up to evil spirits, extremely vicious existences.

"Little brother, if it is convenient, our special police team will send a car now..."

"No." Wen Jiu resolutely refused.

It is safe to work with the SWAT team, but not now.

The lounge of Dream Paradise is under construction, and Wen Jiu doesn't want to touch evil things at all, even if there is a special police team present.

Qian Axiong obviously took back the wrong meaning, "Don't worry, little brother, I won't let you do it for nothing. There will be corresponding rewards for insight into the information of evil things."

"I have something to do at the moment, so I can't leave."

"Then let's make an appointment."

The Adam's apple rolled, Wen Jiu really couldn't decide when to make an appointment with the special police team, after all, it was the first time he encountered the decoration of Dreamland.

"Is tomorrow okay?"

"Better today."

The souls of the members of the evil special police team are being eroded. If they completely lose their humanity, it will be even more difficult to communicate.

"That…"

Looking up at the wall clock hanging in Yangliufeng's bedroom, the current time: half past 15.

"Another hour, we will meet in an hour."

"Okay, return that intersection."

"Um."

In the last hour, Wen Jiu couldn't help but look at the construction animation every few minutes, even though he knew it wouldn't speed up the process.

【Watt, si~】

"Hey, gas bomb, I haven't seen you for a few days."

[Hello, director. 】

"You try this."

He took out the friend booklet from his backpack and handed it to Gas Bomb.

The gas bomb has no hands, and touches the friend's manual with the jet port of the uneven body surface.

A new friend entry appears, and a text prompt box pops up:

Gas bombs have landed in the friend's handbook!

"This friend's handbook is real. Mikoli can't add friends, but Pokémon can."

View the current status of gas bombs:

Level 34, about to evolve.

Pure poison type, levitation characteristics, very beautiful combination of attributes and characteristics.

The poison type is restrained by the ground type and the super energy type, and needs to bear double damage.

The floating feature makes the gas bomb leave the ground, immune to ground attacks and some traps such as poisonous diamonds.

Squeeze.

Unconvinced, Fat Ding squeezed over and pressed his tender little hand on the friend booklet.

After an embarrassing five seconds passed, there was no response from the friend handbook, and the friendship bond conditions were not met.

【Wow - I don't deserve to be friends with you. 】

"Don't make trouble, we are good friends, there is a problem with the authentication mechanism of this thing."

After appeasing Fat Ding, when Wen Jiu returned to the ticket counter, the color of the game interface was slightly reddish, and it was almost dusk.

It seems too late to experience the upgraded lounge before heading to the SWAT team.

The phone rang, and Qian Axiong arrived as promised.

"Brother Wen Jiu, we are almost at the entrance of your big mansion."

"I'm going out right now.

"

I didn't feel it on weekdays, but now that the lounge is being renovated, it is impossible to restore the player's full state. Wen Jiu stepped out of Jianglang to make a big mess in his heart, and his heart was inexplicably suspended, as if evil things would appear in the shadows at any time in the evening.

The Qingshi state is opened directly, the smoke ball is ready, and the ordinary streets make Wen Jiu fully alert.

"This way."

In the special police car on the side of the road, Qian Axiong shook down the window of the passenger seat to say hello.

After getting into the special police team's car, Wen Jiu felt relieved.

"Special Police Qian, I don't guarantee that I can see through the mind of evil things."

"Hahaha, amazing."

The special police officer who was driving laughed, "Others don't accept such weird tasks at all. When the little brother opens his mouth, he still has a bit of confidence in his words."

"Small tricks."

If it's just a simple dream mission, Wen Jiu is willing to cooperate with the special police team, which is much more reliable than casually accepting unfamiliar commissions.

The route of the vehicle was quite familiar. Wen Jiu had received a bounty at the Changle City Police Department, and the opposite side was the Changle City Special Police Team, where his aptitude was also tested.

Near the end of winter, before 17 o'clock, the setting sun has turned red to the point of monkey's buttocks.

Wen Jiu followed Qian Axiong and his colleagues into the lobby of the SWAT team, and entered the elevator to the highest floor.

"Little brother, this time I want to meet Mai Yuqiang who is temporarily serving in our special police team, team leader Mai."

"Sell... sell fish strong?"

"Yes, you can call Team Leader Mai."

The elevator came to a complete stop, and the top floor of the special police team office building was the offices of several team leaders, deputy team leaders, and a strategic meeting room.

In the room at the deepest part of the corridor, Wen Jiu saw a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Plus-size clothes still can't hide the bulging blocky lines, and the protruding brow bones make the eyes sparkle, just being stared at makes the whole body look strange.

"Leader Mai, this is the little brother Wen Jiu I introduced."

After being recommended by Qian Axiong, Mai Yuqiang's identity was introduced again. The leader of the special police team was injured during the mission, and Mai Yuqiang from another team was temporarily assisted in leading it.

"Team Leader Mai." Wen Jiu greeted.

"Well, Mr. Wen, let's be frank. This time, please help decipher the thoughts of an evil spirit. He was originally a member of our special police team. He died during a special mission, and his remnant soul was infected by evil spirit elements."

Since the secret mission was carried out by one person, the special police team did not know exactly what he saw after the dark fighter died.

What became evil was only a part of the remnant souls of the Sower of Darkness, which was severely eroded by evil nature, and was about to be completely stripped of its humanity.

"It's hard." Wen Jiu directly concluded.

"What I am good at is letting people see their purest dreams. Today in Xingxing Primary School, the art teacher with a little humanity just kept the dream of letting children learn more basic painting."

The commission of the special police team was different. Even if Wen Jiu let the evil-formed dark-removal man see the image of the dream, he couldn't tell the mission-related information because the evil nature eroded the soul and he couldn't help himself.

"We know that things are difficult, and the dark fighters in the special police team who are responsible for analyzing evil things are helpless, so they want to use external forces to try if they really have no other way."

Mai Yuqiang spoke very frankly, with obvious meaning, and didn't expect too much from Wen Jiu, so don't feel pressured.

I don't know if that counts as consolation...

"Let me try it."

Wen Jiu's only idea is to activate the last bit of humanity left by the evil spirit through the image of a sweet dream, let him explode a little bit, counter the wave of evil nature, and spit out the information that the special police team wants.

"It's not too late, let's go."

With a sturdy body standing two meters high, Mai Yuqiang is like a brown bear covered with fat in autumn. The wide door of the office does not allow others to pass by him side by side, and everyone follows behind...