I need a leg accessory: I asked Yan Chiyu for help.
Chu Yuanxiao: Does that kid have such great abilities?
Need a leg accessory: Officer, it's not that I doubt your abilities.
Chu Xiao was displeased when he saw the words "police uncle." Kids these days aren't cute at all; he's only eleven years older than him, and he's already calling him "uncle"—it's too much!
The need for leg attachments: This is rather mysterious in itself. Those who took them away weren't simply murderers; if you solve the case the way you do, you might end up with just an empty shell.
The body?
Chu Xiao noticed that the child was using a shell, not a corpse.
Chu Yuanxiao: Don't tell me it's some kind of thing that eats human essence? Isn't that something from Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio? Don't think I haven't read the books.
[Chu Xiao: I'm not very well-educated, you can't lie to me.]
[Haha, luckily he has a strong sense of justice, otherwise this idiot would probably be constantly bumping into ghosts.]
That's true. It's normal for someone who hasn't experienced this to not believe you, since they're a science enthusiast and uphold socialist core values.
[Your subject seconded this proposal]
Need a leg accessory: Oh, I'm so envious of you.
Chu Yuanxiao: What do you envy about me?
It's 8:30 in the morning, and Wu Yue is still curled up in her big pink bed, rolling around and around.
Once your eyes are fully open and your vision is clear again.
She replied to the message slowly.
Need a leg accessory: Uncle, since you don't believe me, and Yan Chiyu has already taken care of this for you, don't ask anymore. The bureau often has those mysterious files, just enter them in.
Sometimes it's not that she doesn't want to help, but after she helps, the other person asks all sorts of questions, and then, after she explains a lot, no one believes her, which is really frustrating.
Of course, she can understand everyone's curiosity, but why not end this conversation that has gone on all day without any results in the first place?
Chu Xiao recalled her first impression of the child: she had a refined air, a clean and pretty face, a cool and aloof demeanor, and a cute way of speaking.
Now.
He dismissed those thoughts.
This kid is not cute at all! He can kill a conversation. And you can tell from between the lines that the kid looks down on him and despises him.
Chu Yuanxiao: Your handling of this case is too sloppy and careless.
Finally, he posted a very old-fashioned meme. The caption read: "Please respect our friendship."
Leg accessory needed: ?
Need a leg accessory: We're not detectives or police officers, so why should we follow the order of solving cases? Aren't we after the result? Saving people is enough.
Chu Yuanxiao: ...
hateful.
That makes so much sense, he was speechless.
Chu Yuanxiao: Didn't Yan say that someone else would disappear tonight?
Need a leg accessory? Don't worry, that person has already been taken down.
Chu Xiao lay half-reclined in his office chair, staring at the ceiling, and began to question the meaning of life.
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Who is that handsome young man sitting by the window reading a book?
Oh, it's my handsome owner.
What book is the owner reading?
Why does he stare blankly at a single page for so long?
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Is it some kind of restricted content?
—From "Tiezhu's Cherished Little Journal"
The phone rang in the bedroom. After one ring, the boy slowly answered, "Hello?"
"Lord Yan! It's me!"
"Hmm. What is it?"
"The victims have been sent back. Just as you suspected, the person who set up the formation was practicing an ancient secret technique, trying to gather seven people..." The man paused deliberately at this point.
"Summon the dragon?" Yan Chiyu was quite pleased with himself.
"No, listen to me. According to his own confession, if you gather the essence of seven people, combine their energy, add something, and then purify it, you can extend his lifespan. That person has a rare disease, but he looks like he's in his sixties or seventies even though he's only thirty."
The boy tapped the table lightly with his hand and pondered, "Who is guiding him from behind the scenes?"
How could an ordinary person possibly know about the existence of such an ancient secret technique, let alone set up a magic array? He simply couldn't believe that no one was pulling the strings behind the scenes.
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