Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

I was fine when I came, but I didn't expect to be able to go back.

A rare look of headache appeared on the face of the rebellious red-haired boy.

The beautiful puppet cat sitting on the seat tilted its head, looked at the big dog Gou with its young blue eyes, and gave a coquettish "meow".

He also didn't expect to turn back into a cat at this time.

But calculating the time to kiss Shang Chi, it seems that it's almost time.Without the spirit of a human being, a kitten cannot maintain its human form for too long.

The originally fitting clothes had turned into a huge cloak covering his body, with a small round hairy head exposed under the layers of fabric.

The tail with explosive hair was placed under the feet with pink pads.

It's a bit too cute.

The young man who had just come off the stage of the life-and-death duel trembled and clutched his heart.Even a big dog that can smash a strong Caucasian man is completely unable to parry a kitten.

"I really can't do anything about you." Xu Ye sighed, obviously disgusted, but he still wrapped the kitten in the corner with his clothes and took it out while no one was paying attention.

When passing by the bar, the bartender who was wiping glasses smiled and said congratulations, while poking his head curiously: "That poor little boy, why didn't he come with you?"

Xu Ye didn't change his expression: "It's sold."

Faintly, the bartender seemed to hear an angry cat meowing, as if he was protesting something.

Maybe it's because I've been in such a noisy place for too long, and I'm hallucinating.

Looks like it's time to go out and breathe a sigh of relief.

A kitten is really a difficult creature to raise, clingy, weak, delicate, all the shortcomings that are not suitable for living in the lower city, he has all of them.

Xu Ye hugged and suddenly felt a chill on his arm.

He opened a corner of the small cloth bag, and saw the kitten's round blue eyes were covered with a layer of sparkling water, and it looked tearfully at the grumpy boy.

Even if Ruan Yao looks like a kitten, she is an exceptional little beauty among the famous puppet cats.

My heart, which was always cold, softened for no reason.

Xu Ye hates the weak and crying people the most. Such guys always disappear quickly in the lower city.But Ruan Yao looked at him with tears in her eyelashes, not only did she not find it annoying, she even wanted to kiss his eyes.

Such a warm impulse obviously had a great conflict with the young man's arrogant personality.

Xu Ye hugged the kitten stiffly: "What's wrong?" His voice became softer.

The heroic attitude of the boy who knocked his opponent off the stage within a minute just now obviously left a lot of shadow in the little cat's heart, and when he yelled, he always called in a soft voice.

Don't sell me out.

The only advantage of the big dog hook is that it can communicate with Ruan Yao who can only meow.

The boy's face was blank for a moment, and then he immediately thought of what he had just said to the bartender.

The kitten is so stupid that he doesn't even believe such a lame excuse.

Originally, it was just a random reason, but Xu Ye's throat turned around in the explanation, and a wicked smile appeared on his handsome face: "Ah, that's it."

"You know, raising a cat is time-consuming and labor-intensive."

When his voice slowed down, the pressure became stronger.

Ruan Yao was trembling, her bright tears condensed into a shallow sea on her blue eyes.

Xu Ye didn't seem to have thought about how outrageous it would be for such a 1.8-meter male creature to threaten a kitten.

"If you want me to support you, you have to pay something, right?"

He unceremoniously stretched out a finger and scratched the kitten's fluffy belly.

It's like pinching a strawberry Daifuku, it feels so good.

Ruan Yao raised her paw stiffly, and let the big dog knead and frivolously, only the big tail stood up reservedly to block the pink key part.

Xu Ye always picks out strange places to belittle the kitten, but there is no way to refuse him because of the kitten.

The boy with a pair of sensitive ears grabbed the helpless kitten and buried it on his belly and sucked it viciously. Then he raised his face and looked behind him vigilantly.

It was just an old red brick wall covered with moss, and through the hole where half of the broken brick was missing, you could see the branches protruding from the dilapidated yard on the other side.

But Xu Ye always felt as if someone was looking at them, and the sight was so sharp that it made people feel like they were on their backs.

The muscles in his arms holding the kitten tensed silently.

The kitten grabbed the boy's arm with its two front paws, and the tip of its peach-pink nose was wet.Like a little daughter-in-law who has been bullied to the core, she let out a soft "meow".

In the beginning, the little cat was afraid of being sold by a boy to some kind of psychopathic old man, but now he was forced to cry by Xu Ye.

Xu Ye didn't know, after he turned around, the trembling tree branch in the wind was immediately pushed away.

A bulging eye covered with blood-red threads appeared in a narrow hole in the brick.

"Wild dog... where did you hide him?"

……

"Captain Zhao, the suspect got the information from the police and ran away. The scene was searched, but no useful information was found."

A young police officer ran out of the room with some sweat still on his face.

This is the junction of the lower city and the upper city. The low-rise and old houses are dotted on the edge of the bustling city, like an ugly abscess on the body of a glamorous beauty.

The tall man in uniform walked into the room in three steps at a time, his always flirtatious brows and eyes now seemed to be brewing a storm that was about to erupt.

Even the haggard cyan stubble appeared on the chin that was always clean.

The little police officer thought that the captain was worried about this elusive serial murderer recently, and he specially comforted him: "Don't worry, Captain Zhao, since we have found his residence, we will definitely catch the prisoner."

Zhao Rin frowned and said nothing.

When he wasn't smiling, his jaw line tightened, making his already sharp outline even more inhuman.

The little police officer also knew that his team leader had just come out of the nursing home, and his mood was probably still unstable, so he didn't dare to talk to him too much, and stepped aside.

Zhao Rin looked around the messy room with a cold face, and suddenly noticed something square near the back of the sofa was covered by a huge white dustproof cloth, which seemed to have been placed for a long time, and the white cloth There is a layer of faint yellow.

Judging from the shape covered by the white cloth, it should be a decorative painting. During the first round of search, the police subconsciously thought that it should be just an ordinary home decoration left by the landlord.

After all, how could a vicious criminal have the mood to appreciate art.

But when Zhao Rin saw the picture frame covered by the white cloth, his heart shivered suddenly.

Not right.

A sharp chill rose from the soles of his feet almost instantly, and an inexplicable stabbing pain came from his heart. His face became more tense, and a few bean-sized cold sweat even broke out on his forehead.Some kind of power seemed to tell him that this painting had a vital connection with the murder case.

After getting the gloves from the police officer and putting them on, Zhao Rin suddenly lifted off the tightly covered white cloth.

Countless dust danced like wild snakes under the dazzling sunlight.

Due to the unexpected stimulation, the throat could not help coughing.

Zhao Rin covered his mouth and nose, and his sharp eyebrows inevitably showed a bit of daze after the painting fully showed its original appearance.

"Okay, so beautiful." The little police officer who was shocked behind him stuttered and sighed, his eyes straightened.If Zhao Rin hadn't been in front of him, he would have even wanted to reach out and touch the face of the person in the painting.

This is a treasure that can be seen at a glance that the artist spent all his life's talent and strength in exchange for God.

The fallen god covered in bare fruit is bound by thorns, scarlet blood rolls on the snow-colored skin, the messy black hair that reaches to the ankles is intertwined with thorny vines, and even the fingertips are as vivid as flower buds. of pink.

He was supposed to be a god hanging high above the nine heavens, but was mercilessly grabbed by the ankle by the evil spirits and dragged him into Avici Hell.

The holiness is stained with darkness, and the flower of the high mountain falls into the mire.

The beauty who has suffered so much, but there is a pure and clear broken light like a child hidden in her beautiful eyebrows, and her cheeks are dyed with a glamorous crimson color of indulging love.

It seems to be pulled back and forth between the extremes of pain and pleasure.

Only a crystal-like teardrop on the extremely long eyelashes can show how the god is struggling in the valley and the sea.

People who see this painting, the first reaction in their hearts is not to untie the shackles of the beauty, but to join hands with the metaphorical evil spirits in the painting to make the poor god fall more thoroughly.

It's best to completely destroy even the spiritual consciousness, cry to the point where you can't even stand upright, and you can only be a prison bird in the palm of a person for eternity.

The heinous work that can fully inspire the darkest valleys in the human heart.

The painter must be a complete madman.

After all, there is only a thin line between a genius and a lunatic.

The startled dust in the sun is still rolling tirelessly, and the room is so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.The exquisitely framed paintings are inlaid in expensive huanghuali wood frames, and the gilt decorations reflect the dazzling light in the sunset.

Zhao Rin was the first to wake up, and he almost immediately threw the white cloth back towards the painting.After the face of the person in the painting was covered, the rest of the people regained consciousness like a dream, and the room was filled with embarrassing coughing one after another.

"Take this painting with you."

When the man turned around, he didn't even pause. The heavy leather boots strode on the wooden floor with such force that it even made the wooden floor squeak.

The originally gloomy face was distorted to the point of horror at this moment.

"Find out the photos of the victims again and compare them one by one."

Zhao Rin closed her eyes slightly, her fingers trembling.

"I think I know why he killed the man."

The face of the beauty in the painting is Ruan Yao who has been missing for almost a week.

Except for the different hair and eye colors, other details are completely carved out of the same mold.

Delicate, pure white, shockingly terrifying beauty.

The corpses of the deceased who appeared so far were all missing parts. He had a horrible guess in his heart, but he didn't want to believe it.

Ruan Yao must be alive somewhere he doesn't know.

Zhao Rin's fingers were trembling, and he pressed the wrong button several times.

Until the enemy's phone call was finally dialed, Zhao Lin swallowed, and said in an almost awkward manner: "My surname is Shang, I found a clue about Yaoyao's disappearance."

The author has something to say:

The dissertation has been pieced together, and the update will resume today~