dirty stuff

The sun was so high that Yunhai University only had a few scattered students rushing from the cafeteria to the library.

Sheng Feng was afraid that there would be a problem with the dozen or so mummified corpses being exposed to the air, so he borrowed a truck from the aftermath department the next day, and moved them back to the morgue of the No.

In order to reward the field work of the seventh group, Sheng Feng also invited them all to have a good meal. The people at several tables ate until after three o'clock in the afternoon in the blink of an eye, which fully cost Sheng Feng this half month's salary.

Playing on the spot, Sheng Feng has not been proficient in these twists and turns on the wine table after so many years, and the rough guys in the field don't distinguish between superiors and subordinates when they drink, blocking Shengfeng is just a hard meal.

It was all over the place who helped hold a few drinks and said a few polite words, and Sheng Feng took the opportunity to sneak out of the restaurant.

As a result, both of them drank alcohol and couldn't drive. Sheng Feng could only find a substitute driver online, but the nearest substitute driver had to wait at least 10 minutes.

There is no place to escape the summer heat in this ghostly place in the university park, so the two had to go into the library of Yunhai University to install free air conditioners for college students.

"Team leader, what exactly is the black market in Xiyijing? Why does it produce both nails and bugs? This is a two-pronged approach of hardware accessories and flowers, birds, insects and fish markets." Tiannandibei lowered his voice, took a book and pretended to be young there. .

Look at the cover, man, the Pickup Artist Bible.

Sheng Feng resisted the urge to give him a punch, gritted his teeth and said: "The underworld said that it is a kind of corpse insect, which is produced in the deepest part of the netherworld, and is sold in large quantities in Xiyi and Slave Bone Realms, so it is not just a black market in Xiyi Realm. There was that trade. And the bug has pretty much disappeared from the market today."

As soon as Sheng Feng finished speaking, when he looked up, he saw that the eyes of Tiannandibei were wandering. This guy didn't know where his mind was drifting, and he didn't listen to himself at all.

Sheng Feng's heart was on fire, and he slapped Tian Nan Di Bei hard on the head.

"Hey, hey..." With a groaning voice, facing Shang Shengfeng's murderous gaze, he cut the voice in half and swallowed it back, enduring the pain while waving wildly at Shengfeng, Signal him to look in one direction.

Sheng Feng turned sideways and pretended to glance in the general direction casually, and saw a gentle male student wearing glasses sitting at a table writing something with a brush.

However, there was a vague black energy around him. The black energy was so faint that it was almost impossible for people to notice it. Even for people like Sheng Feng who shuttled between yin and yang, they could only see a little bit by squinting their eyes.

Sheng Feng stared at the black air for a while, then looked at the boy's appearance, feeling a little familiar.

"Team leader, should we remind him? Maybe he has been to some dirty places and caused some dirty things." As a veritable "dirty thing", Tian Nan Di Bei can still keep his face from blushing and his heart beating Sheng Feng really admired him for speaking such frank words.

Sheng Feng has studied Yi Xue with Huang Rongxin for three years, and has a strong sensitivity to divination and Feng Shui. When he was in this industry in the first few years, he saw people with black air on the street and wanted to remind them , the end result is to be scolded back viciously.

Some hexagrams cannot be divined, and some secrets cannot be disclosed. As the saying goes: "There are three things in life that are not counted, and there are four things in a hexagram that are not to be considered."

"Why do I think he looks familiar?" Sheng Feng tried his best to recall, he stood up and walked to the bookcase next to the boy while thinking, and at the end he didn't forget to stare at Tian Nan Di Bei Bei, motioning him to sit still.

Sheng Feng seemed to casually walk up to the boy to pick up books, but he kept looking at the boy from the corner of his eyes, but the boy didn't know it, as if he got into the sea of ​​books in an instant.He is holding a professional book on design in his hand.

etc!Design professional.

Take another look at the appearance of the boy wearing glasses, isn't he the design student named "He Bin" on the marketing account?

"He Bin?" Sheng Feng muttered to himself, but he forgot that the library was silent at this moment, even though his voice was already very soft, the other party could hear him clearly at such a close distance.

Sure enough, He Bin suddenly raised his head to look at Sheng Feng.

Sheng Feng's heart skipped a beat. He Bin's vigilance was something that an ordinary college student didn't have. He took the chair opposite He Bin and sat down relaxedly, secretly glad that he was wearing casual clothes today.

"So it's really you, He Bin, I didn't expect to meet you in the library today." However, Sheng Feng's kind smile didn't make He Bin relax.

He Bin closed his book, and nothing could be seen in his eyes other than being wary of Sheng Feng: "I don't know you."

"There are so many people majoring in design, and you study so hard every day, how can you recognize those of us who just eat and wait to die without studying." Sheng Feng opened his mouth with such ambiguous words, and looked at He Bin sincerely with a pair of beautiful eyes.

He Bin stared at him until his earlobes turned red, so he could only look away awkwardly, and he relaxed a lot.

"Did you ask me for... anything?" He Bin pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Sheng Feng kept praising He Bin, but his eyes quickly scanned He Bin sharply. He was wearing a simple long-sleeved casual shirt and shorts, and soon Sheng Feng noticed something strange.

The cuffs that should have been rolled up were tightly tied by He Bin. Although the central air conditioner in the library was blowing cold air all the time, it couldn't bear the high temperature of nearly [-] degrees outside, and Sheng Feng didn't feel very cold.

"The sleeves are so tightly tied, are you cold?" Sheng Feng asked suddenly, without giving He Bin any time to think.

He Bin's face turned pale in an instant, and he stammered: "I...I have been afraid of the cold since I was a child," he said, picked up the book and stood up, "I, I...I have something to do...Leaving first. "

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly walked towards the library gate. When he got up, his sleeves were rolled up a little bit, revealing a small wound from the knife.

The smile on Sheng Feng's face disappeared in an instant, he moved quickly, and he took out a small paper figurine out of nowhere, with a light wave, the paper figurine floated far away, and hung on He Bin's belt silently , was taken out of the library by him.

"Team leader, he's weird." Tian Nan Di Bei immediately ran over and sat where He Bin sat before, "Do you want to send someone to watch him?"

Sheng Feng replied with a cold face: "No, he is very vigilant, and it is easy to startle the enemy if he finds out, and it is not sure whether he has a direct connection with our case. It is not easy to catch the wrong person."

A college student who can't get anywhere, why should he be so vigilant in the university where he has lived for several years?

After waiting for a few more minutes, the surrogate driver came over and drove the two of them straight to Guoan in Shengfeng's car. Before getting on the elevator, Shengfeng told Tiannandibei to check He Bin's file at Yunhai University. He had to go through it before he could rest assured.

It's okay to mess with ordinary dirty things, but it's not so good to mess with the dirty things related to this case.

But now Sheng Feng didn't care about so much, he just wanted to rush into the office to enjoy the coolness he hadn't seen for a long time, and by the way, he could take a nap in his personal office for a while.

But as soon as the door was opened, there was a smell of burning—the brazier that the paper married woman found from nowhere, she was putting food and drink into the fire, and the whole office was filled with smoke. I can shoot Journey to the West.

Seeing Sheng Feng coming back suddenly, Zhi Qianniang hurriedly put away her things, with a guilty expression on her face.

"What's the situation?" Sheng Feng suppressed the anger that was about to soar to the peak in his heart.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Shen Yan, a colorful "big fluttering moth", slowly floated out of the innermost office of Shengfeng, holding a large bucket of popcorn, a bag of French fries and a glass of Coke in his hand.

Sheng Feng felt that something bad happened just a second after he saw Shen Yan. He ran over and opened the door of his office, and what he saw was a table full of snacks and drinks, and his computer was running fast. Buried in its entirety.

Want to go crazy, very angry, but can't beat him.

"Group leader Sheng, you came back very late. I wanted to save some for you. I still have unburned bread I just bought. Do you want to eat it?" Shen Yan said a word, and Sheng Feng was almost stunned by him. Without taking a breath, he pouted directly.

Tolerable or unbearable!

"Clean up my office and move all your things away!!!"

"Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

A flock of sparrows started up on the treetops outside the window, scraping off a few feathers.

Under the cover of the sun, He Bin walked back to the single dormitory assigned to him by the school tremblingly along the forest path in the university.

He quickly slammed the door, and didn't forget to lock it from the inside. Beads of sweat rained down from his cheeks. It wasn't until the surrounding environment became completely silent that He Bin collapsed on the bed in the room.

He unbuttoned his clothes three times, five times twice, and a man-made knife wound was exposed on his right arm.The moment he stared at the wound in rapt attention, the air in the room seemed to condense into a ball, the mist rose, and the temperature dropped sharply.

He Bin looked in horror at the person who appeared out of nowhere in the room—the person was quite short, with a bent back and a high arch, like a shriveled and thin shrimp, his whole body was covered by a gray-black cloak, and he held a stick He was holding a cane that was half a head taller than him, and a lifelike owl was carved on the cane.

When He Bin saw him, it was as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw. He was frightened and then turned angry: "I think I've been discovered, what should we do now? I said at the beginning that this thing is too dangerous to do, you I have to... if this is discovered, I..."

"Trash, a little national security team leader scared you into such a stupid look!" The other party didn't take it seriously, his voice was extremely sharp and hoarse, as if a mouthful of phlegm was stuck in his throat, and even his chest would make a lingering roar when he spoke.

This sentence frightened He Bin so much that he sat back down again, he stammered: "You...you said that the one who talked to me just now...he...he is the head of the national security team?!"

"What are you afraid of? No matter how big an official is, he is nothing more than an ordinary person. He has a nest of wine and food bags under his command, so he can't create much momentum." The temperature in the room has dropped to the lowest point following the other party's words. In front of a drawer, he patted the tabletop, as if he had a plan in mind.

"This is our most important handle now. I will put it in the jade gourd. You should wear it on your body at all times and feed it regularly."

There was obvious hesitation in He Bin's eyes, he sat awkwardly on the bed, his hands trembling a little.

The strange man walked over to support his shoulder, and squeezed it gently. As the strange man approached, it brought a rotten stench. He Bin was pressed by him and couldn't dodge. He suppressed his nausea and didn't vomit.

The weird man giggled and said, "Don't worry, do what I say, as long as you feed it well, you will only have better grades in the future, and the scholarship can only be more than before, not more than before." Not many, you will graduate soon, I remember there should be a design exhibition next week, don’t you want to take this opportunity to show your style?"

He Bin frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded his head heavily.

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