Monster Paradise

After reading the letter left to myself by Red Makeup, Lin Huang's view of this woman has greatly changed.

Previously, red makeup gave Lin Huang a sense of being a cunning, elusive witch with no means to achieve her purpose. Like a beauty snake, it's filled with deadly dangers.

But this letter showed Lin Huang a different red makeup.

At least in this letter, red makeup is an ordinary woman with flesh and blood. She loved her brother very much, and for thirteen years she had never given up her search for Zhuang Hung, even projecting such feelings on herself because she resembled Zhuang Hung's god.

After a complete and complete reading of the letter, Lin Huanghuang exhaled for a long time and then looked at the envelope that still had some drum capsules, which contained a perfect imperial ring.

He recognized at first sight that this ring was the one that Red Makeup wore on his hands during his time at Wushunting College.

“Actually, she is also a poor woman, just not lucky enough...” Liu Ming said to comfort Lin Huang after half a day of silence.

“Yeah..." Lin Huang also felt sorry for her. If someone reached out and rescued her thirteen years ago, her life trajectory would probably be completely different. Perhaps she is already a member of the coalition government or the hunters' association. Unfortunately, fate pushed her to the other side of the bottomless abyss.

Lin Huang also had to celebrate herself. After coming to the world, he met Le Lang, Yi Night Language and others were all kind-hearted.

“The reason I didn't want to give you the letter was because this woman was so horrible, she was so unmistakable. I even anticipated that you would be investigated in advance, so I deliberately put the letter in my drawer. Not only did she take into account that no one would search my office, but she even took into account my relationship with Mr. Fu. In fact, I have been pointed out by Mr. Fu, and there are not many people who know.

“I was a little worried at first that she was using this letter to calculate you, and knowing that it would not do you any good, could cause unnecessary events, so I've been hesitating to give this letter to you.” Liu Ming explained why he had spent so many days handing over this letter.

“This letter, while not of any benefit to me, has given me the truth about what happened and answers to some questions that were not always certain.” Lin Huang nodded understanding, "Thank you, Brother Liu. ”

“Whether or not this letter is true, you must understand that as long as Red Makeup stays alive, she is a purple crow for one day.” Liu Ming looked seriously at Lin Huang.

“I know." Lin Huang knew that Liu Ming was emphasizing the antagonistic relationship. Whatever the past of red makeup, it was true that she joined the purple grass and became the top of the purple grass. And the purple crow that spreads the idea of terror is essentially opposed to the forces of the coalition, which cannot be altered or eliminated, regardless of individual positions. “Her last wish, I'll do my best to help her do it. ”

After hearing this, Liu Ming finally relieved himself.

……

In an interrogation room on 33 days, red makeup sat against a middle-aged man. Men keep asking questions and answering them with a faint smile on their red makeup faces.

Behind the one-way mirror outside the room, stand two figures.

A figure of great stature, his arms hugged through the mirror and looked at the woman in the interrogation room.

The other person wrapped a thick gauze around his neck, took a lollipop out of his pocket and stuffed it in his mouth, and said, "Is this the woman who just said it? ”

“Hmm.” Zhou Xiong simply responded, his eyes never left red makeup.

“But she didn't say a word to her because she had used so many means before.” Wu Xuan stretched his hand and scratched the neck position above the gauze. “Just because I met the guy named Lin Huang, did I become so good? ”

“What are you trying to say?” Zhou Xiong turned around and looked at Wu Xuan.

“I think that Lin Huang has a problem.” Wu Xuan pulled the lollipop out of his mouth and looked seriously at Zhou Xiong. “Let this woman speak, and he may have a higher status in the purple crow than this red makeup. ”

“Do you think purple ravens will choose a man of white flames as their head?” Zhou Xiongyi glanced at Wu Xuan.

“When it is certainly impossible, the power of the crow must be at the service of the public. However, it is not clear that no raven has been seen in the last 800 years, and the screening criteria for ravens are unknown.” Wu Xuan finished and stuffed the lollipop into his mouth again.

Zhou Xiongmei's eyes narrowed slightly and slowly retracted his gaze from Wu Xuan's face. “Lin Huang is Mr. Fu's apprentice, as long as there is no direct evidence, we cannot move him. ”

“Mr. Fu? Even with a glorious past, he is now nothing more than a wooden old man who has lived for years.” Wu Xuan said to himself, “I don't know what he thinks, he's dying, and he's running to collect an apprentice. I don't know how many people are waiting to put him and his apprentice on the operating table to slice their brains out. If he dies, his apprentice will surely be the target of numerous rivalries, and maybe even someone from the core. ”

“But as long as he lives for a day, no one dares touch Lin Huang.” Zhou Xiongren's faceless expression ended the topic.

“That's also true...” Wu Shan could not deny the fact either. He pinched the stick of the lollipop with his fingers, spinning slightly, and people fell into silence.

“By the way, how's your wound?” Zhou Xiong turned his head again to look at his neck position surrounded by gauze.

“There's nothing wrong with the wound, it's just that you can't fight, or the wound will split again.” Zhou Xiong's face was full of helplessness, "the man's knife had special properties, I could not use my life to trigger healing, only like ordinary people, wait for the wound to heal slowly and automatically. It's not going to be possible without a month or two, and there's going to be an ugly scar. If you hadn't held down the bleeding mouth that day, I would have hung up, and today would have been another scene —— for example, you were standing at my grave and giving me a wreath or something. ”

“Rest well for a while, the Bureau has me. Anything happens, wait till the wound is healed.” Zhou Xiong patted Wu Shan's shoulder.

“Wait two more days, I want to hear from this woman who that black robe was that day.” Wu Xuan's eyes flashed with resentment, "then I would find him and let him pay the price with my own hands! ”

Zhou Xiong frowned slightly, but didn't say anything.

“By the way, what does the boss say about this woman?” Wu Xian asked.

“Ask all the information and we'll handle it ourselves. However, it was also stated that the body had to be handed over completely to Lin Huang.” Zhou Xiong answered honestly.

“Is Mr. Fu here?” Wu Xuan's eyes flashed with impatience.

“Mmm.”

“I'll take care of this.” Wu Xuan bit the lollipop in his mouth.

“Your health…” Zhou Xiong was still a little upset.

“Don't worry, I'll take care of it.” Wu Xuan reached out and took out the lollipop stick from his mouth and bit the candy from his mouth into pieces.

“All right then.” Zhou Xiong nodded and said yes.