Go Through My Demon Host

Back to Nan's villa,

Dyeing white shut himself in the room,

Dressed in casual clothes, clean and comfortable, there is a bit of laziness all over the body.

Dianbai sat in front of the desk, holding a pen in his jade-white hand, scribbling and drawing on the white paper.

"Host, what are you doing?"

A curious voice of Feng Luo resounded in his mind.

There was a cool smile on the corners of the dyed white lips, looking a bit lazy, "Are you back?"

Feng Luo: "... um."

Ranbai didn't ask what Fengluo did or why he disappeared, just quietly doing his own thing.

The closure of the system space seemed a little irritable, and the fluffy tail hung down listlessly, and asked weakly: "Host, why don't you ask me what to do?"

it hates the feeling,

this,

The host doesn't care how it feels at all.

This made Feng Luo feel irritable and depressed like never before.

It is just a system, a system without a heart and without any emotions.

The only thing it knew was what the head of the Heavenly Dao Administration told it.

It was created by an amazing woman in legend.

The man said,

Sooner or later, she will come back.

But Fengluo didn't even know who that woman was?

Since the establishment of the Tiandao Administration, it has been managed by this person in charge, a mysterious and unpredictable man.

But never showed up.

(Knock on the key point, this is very important.)

Ranbai lowered his eyes and said casually, "I won't ask, won't you tell me?"

Feng Luo was silent for a while, and said softly: "Host, um, you have crossed over to the heroine in this plane, and directly brushed the hatred value for the outsider. The next plane should be more difficult."

"En." Ranbai nodded slightly when he heard the words.

on paper,

There are about eight or nine people painted.

There are men and women.

Ranbai took out a red pen and crossed out the figure of one of them.

Look serious and thoughtful.

Already, one has died.

come down today,

The game continues, Nan Yonghe, will you escape?

Ranbai squinted his eyes, and a pair of delicate peach blossom eyes narrowed into two cute crescent moons, but that smile made people feel chills.

·

in the conference room,

A group of people discussed the "He" sub-case this time in the conference room.

The case was established and placed in the archives.

One of the men said in a deep voice,

"In this case, according to Dr. Jiang's autopsy report, the murderer is a person who pursues perfection and has a paranoid temperament. Such a person is often very perfect in life."

Ouyang Yun, an outsider, heard what the man said, and involuntarily thought of dyeing white.

indeed,

She is a girl who is very good at disguising.

"The dead have escaped before they die, and there are signs of being bound on their bodies."

"The vocal cords of the deceased were damaged, and it was caused by desperate calls for help and begging for mercy."

A lot of people were talking.

"Little Li, come and report."

Team Chen said to a man next to him who looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

Xiao Li clasped his hands, put his fingertips between his fingers, placed them on the table, and reported, "The identity of the dead man has been identified, his name is Chen Ping, his parents are old and passed away not long ago, his family is poor, he is a poor man. An ordinary person from ordinary background, currently working as a taxi driver."

Xiao Li's face was slightly condensed, "This Chen Ping is a pedophile. He used to have children's ideas many times. Fortunately, because of his consideration, he did not dare to do anything too extreme, but there are still many children who have suffered Chen Ping's poisonous hand."