It's a monster

The Emergency Management Department is a branch of the Monster Management Committee, responsible for solving all monster emergencies.

Shi Wenze is a chaser, which is considered a high-risk occupation, but Jincheng is guarded by Qilin, and the law and order has always been good, so because he was too idle this month, he has been seconded by the Ministry of Communications three times to help maintain order in the bar street.

"Small news." Zhou Yuansong put down his teacup, "I heard from Minister Wang that when you stopped the fight at the bar the day before yesterday, you sent three yakshas into the hospital again?"

Shi Wenze had to shut down the parenting forum and brace himself for regular department meetings.

Xu You, who was also the hunter, smoothed things over: "Zhou Bu, it really has nothing to do with us, it's those three yakshas who drank too much and insisted on punching Brother Shi."

Zhou Yuansong felt tight in his chest: "Listen to this excuse yourself, is it plausible? Do you think the public will believe it?"

Xu You confessed that he might not believe it, but he really couldn't make up a better one.

"Two things." Zhou Yuansong knocked on the table, not intending to waste any more words with them, "The first thing, Minister Wang has made it clear that he will never second people from our department in the future."

Xu You was elated: "That's really a pity."

"Second, since the two of you have nothing to do, go and draft the "Guiding Opinions on Actively Promoting the Adoption of New Security Equipment and Accelerating the Construction of a Civilized and Lawful Mountain and Sea Society" and hand it in next month."

Xu You's smile froze on his face, and Shi Wenze returned to his normal sitting posture: "What's your opinion?"

However, Zhou Yuansong had already left the meeting at the speed of light, and disappeared in front of the table with a "bang", and he didn't even have time to take away his beloved 304 stainless steel thermos.

Xu You: "..."

Shi Wenze: "..."

Xu You turned his head: "Is there still time for the two of us to apply for transfer to the Ministry of Communications?"

Shi Wenze unpacked a pack of fudge: "Didn't Yang Rui just hand in a report last week, so I want to come over and refer to it."

Xu You reminded: "But his copy is "Management Solutions Proposed for the Disorderly Operation of Northwest Beef Noodle Vendors in Gejiaping Area". Do you think it can be used universally?"

Shi Wenze replied, "I think it's okay."

Xu You strangled the uncivilized language in his throat: "I don't think it's okay."

"Then you take care of it, I have other things." Shi Wenze put the phone back into his trouser pocket, "Go to Queshan Hospital, remember to sign an overtime work sheet for me when you leave."

Xu You was amazed again: "You still need to pay more for skipping work?"

Shi Wenze corrected: "I'm going to take care of those three yakshas."

He scratched his hair against the window glass and rolled over.

Unlike Minister Zhou who disappeared with a "bang", but holding a soft and tough golden vine climbing on the wall with one hand, like a mysterious animal, it slid lightly to the distant ground engulfed by darkness .

The Queshan Hospital was built so high that it was like the building of the Demon Management Committee, hidden in the misty emptiness, only monsters can find and pass through it.

Shi Wenze bypassed a group of mountain jelly cubs who came to get vaccinated, dodged the flying Qinggeng, and transferred a slow-moving sandalwood bud to the safety window, and then took the elevator. to the 37th floor.The guard looked at the man in front of him who was a tall, burly, idle man who appeared strangely in the middle of the night carrying a bunch of wilted chrysanthemums for going to the grave, and expressed his due professional vigilance: "No, you can't go in."

"Okay." Shi Wenze just wanted what he wanted, "Then please pass this bouquet of flowers to the three Yashas in Ward 3796, and send them my most sincere greetings. This is my business card."

The guard was still conscientiously copying the registration. Shi Wenze had unilaterally ended the care and condolences. He went straight through the hanging garden and knocked on the door of a doctor's duty room: "Lan Weiwei."

The blue-haired girl who was eating instant noodles didn't raise her head: "No time."

"Ask me a question." Shi Wenze threw five monster coins in the past.

"OK, I'm free now." Lan Weiwei dragged the chair, "But let me tell you first, I don't have any chicken soup for your reference here."

"Teach me to follow the stars."

"..."

Like Lin Lu, Lan Weiwei felt that she might also be hallucinating.

Shi Wenze is not an artist after all, and he has to find some excuses for his sudden abnormal behavior, so he casually said: "Mission."

Lan Weiwei suddenly realized, and automatically completed the storyline according to the opponent's occupation: "You want to break into a certain criminal group, and the weak point is that there are fierce beasts in this group who are obsessed with chasing stars?"

Shi Wenze leaned back and praised sincerely: "You can guess all of this, so how should I chase after it?"

"There are many kinds of star chasing."

"The easiest way."

"Spend money."

"..."

Spending money is indeed the most trouble-free way, but Shi Wenze's IQ and economic strength are within the normal range, and there is basically no possibility of taking the wrong medicine for Xia Jiayang to buy the whole city's billboards with a wave of his hand, so he just The best thing to do is to settle for the next best thing: "What about spending money?"

Lan Weiwei supported her cheeks with one hand. If she doesn't want to spend money, she can only do data, or help organize some offline activities, but the star you want to chase is really not popular, and there shouldn't be many people offline. The fierce beasts of the past two years are really tasteless.

"It's not good if you can't get a few people," Shi Wenze snorted, "I think two are the best, is there any way?"

"Brother, what kind of mess does this star have to be so that there are only two fans in offline activities, and one of them is a hunter with a mission?" Lan Weiwei shook her head, "Impossible, how about it, I'll find someone to get a picture first His autographed photo, and I will teach you some common sense in the fan circle, so as not to reveal your secrets in the future."

Shi Wenze asked: "What is common sense in the fan circle?"

"For example, one day, an idol broke out in a relationship. May I ask you what should you do when you are a fan of your opponent? A laughed loudly, B insulted you wantonly, C was shocked, and D anyway, it wasn't my house that collapsed. Treat it as a blessing, quickly grab all the hot comments, and sincerely congratulate the opponent's fans."

"D." Shi Wenze was decisive and confident.

Lan Weiwei's eyes were filled with sympathy for the scumbags.

Shi Wenze: "..."

Common sense, right? It's not impossible to learn.

When he left Queshan Hospital, there was already a faint light in the east.The street lights in the whole city are still on, and they are designed in the shape of magnolia buds, like a sea of ​​luxuriant flowers blooming high in the sky, and will turn into a gentle orange-red color every twilight.

The modified exhaust pipe made a huge roar in the quiet morning, and the aunts dancing in the square in the garden frowned in disgust, ah, I knew it was a gangster who didn't do business properly.Shi Wenze rode his motorcycle alone, speeding all the way on the empty and uninhabited streets, crushing the whole piece of wind, rain and fog, and finally turned around gracefully, and stopped firmly in front of the early stall in the alley. He took off his helmet with one hand , with slightly messy short hair: "Uncle Zhang, two bowls of small noodles, less green onions and more spicy."

The lights on the second floor of the small shop were still on, and Xu You was sitting in front of the computer, almost bald at an early age.

As soon as Shi Wenze went upstairs, he saw a pale face photographed on the screen, and felt that it would be a waste not to shoot a horror movie for this scene.Xu You raised his head slowly, with resentful eyes, as if looking at the cheating scumbag: "Do you know that I only wrote thirty words in one night."

Shi Wenze put the lunch box in front of him: "Zhou Bu only talked about drafting, I think the number of words can not be so stuck."

Xu You slapped the table angrily: "That can't be only thirty words! And it can't be dealt with, and the bonus will be deducted next month. You still have the mood to go out and fool around. The smell of cattail grass has something to do with Yasha? "

"I went to find Lan Weiwei." Shi Wenze sniffed his sleeve, "Ask some questions about art."

Xu You fell into silence in shock, for a moment he didn't know from which dimension to understand this weird answer, when did you have a relationship with art, no, when did Lan Weiwei have a relationship with art, do you still remember when we When she was in high school, she insisted that "The Count of Monte Cristo" was a horror American drama about European vampires?Is there any need to guide you with this kind of cultural literacy that is rare in the market?

However, Shi Wenze had already returned to the bedroom.He hurriedly took a shower and threw himself back on the bed, his body was extremely exhausted and his brain was extremely excited.And this kind of excitement seems to have started from the first second when he learned that Lin Su was going back to Jincheng.The high school life at the age of [-] or [-] that was buried deep in the memory came alive again, like a ray of sunshine, puncturing the secret memory unexpectedly, making the heart and brain hot together.

Shi Wenze looked at the dim lights on the ceiling, and felt that he hadn't experienced such uncontrollable emotions for many years.Sure enough, he put one hand on his forehead, thinking that the world needs some hypocritical and vivid art to embellish life.

Lan Weiwei first took a photo of Xia Jiayang's signature and gave it to him. Shi Wenze felt that the scope of his embarrassment was extremely limited, so he only cut off a corner of the signature, making sure that non-experts would never see the half of the ghostly talisman. After finding out what it was, he gritted his teeth and changed to a WeChat avatar.

At seven o'clock, the whole city was completely awakened.

The color of the sky is very light, and the light is also very light.

Lin Su had many dreams that night, he fell into a dizzy sleep, and only after drinking a whole bottle of water did he wake up.There are a lot of unread messages on WeChat, but he ignores them all, and only focuses on Shi Wenze in the group. If I remember correctly, this person's profile picture was still a blue sky yesterday.

Although the blue sky is also very stupid, very similar to the group leader of the "middle-aged broad-minded and open-minded fishing group", but...Lin Su took a few deep breaths, reflecting on what he did wrong, and why he was so stimulated so early in the morning, so Turning off the screen, he stepped out of the bedroom with a manic expression of being owed 200 million hard-earned money by an unscrupulous foreman, but he met "Xia Jiayang" at the end of the corridor.

"Lying--"

"Brother, brother, calm down." Lin Lu stuck out half of her head from behind the stand, "I will move back to my room right away, and I will definitely not obstruct your eyes."

Lin Su's heart was still beating wildly, and he asked in disbelief, "You ran to the whole family to steal the human-shaped stand?"

"Will you speak? This is a replacement material for the mall. I ordered it early in the morning." Lin Lu patted the ashes on her hands, "The director told me to work overtime. The breakfast has been prepared. You can order takeaway by yourself at noon."

Holding the water bottle, Lin Su gave a cold "hmm", watched his sister carry the stand back to the bedroom, and half an hour after she left home, took out her mobile phone to send a WeChat message.

L: What brand of potato chips did you eat last time?

Tian Xia: It's on the table in my bedroom, go get it yourself.

Lin Su, who had obtained the access permit, opened the bedroom door openly. Instead of looking for potato chips, he took out his mobile phone to take a picture of a human-shaped sign, and then posted a circle of friends that only one person could see.

The positioning was accurate, but unfortunately the target customer was still asleep, so Shi Wenze didn't see the news until five hours later.

He kicked off the quilt and sat up, consulting relatives and friends outside the venue, what should he do next?

Lan Weiwei replied decisively, what are you waiting for?Add him as a friend right away, just say that you also want a standing card!

Shi Wenze thought to himself, this is too fucking stupid.