At this moment, Lang Zongyi stood at the doorway that his subordinates had broken open, stroking a gilded badge.
The coolness inside the building added a touch of chill to his body, but it was nowhere near as cold as Yan Jiu's words.
Yan Jiu, the funeral home director who is greedy for money, seems to possess a violent aesthetic that defies common sense.
They said she had no heart.
However, they will take in evil spirits and demons.
She was thoughtful.
They treat human life as worthless.
That's so contradictory.
Lang Zongyi could guess it.
Someone must have taught Yan Jiu to maintain the status quo and walk at the intersection of good and evil when she was just learning to speak.
Who could that person be?
He knew no master like that, otherwise he wouldn't have grown into what he is now, where even the slightest emotional fluctuation could cause his bloodline to turn into a beast.
A brief time together.
Lang Zongyi knew that Yan Jiu and he were the same kind of people.
It's a pity that while there were people teaching Yan Jiu how to live well and enjoy life, no one taught him.
otherwise.
He doesn't need to worry about what happened 4 years ago...
At this moment.
Yan Jiu's exclamation interrupted Lang Zongyi's thoughts.
"Friend, you're about to leave! I'm the director of the 'Slow Walk, No Farewell' funeral home. Would you like to leave your contact information? Book now and receive a free beautiful urn!"
Lang Zongyi: "..." Is this a question that a normal carbon-based organism would think of?
His dark, hawk-like eyes stared unblinkingly at Yan Jiu, as if he were looking at something rare and precious.
Yan Jiu thought Lang Zongyi hadn't heard.
She was about to repeat it.
System: [Host, I can confirm that this handsome client has already left his contact information!]
Yan Jiu was suspicious.
She took half a step back.
I took a good look at Lang Zongyi.
His tall figure was as steady as a mountain.
His cold, expressionless face remained blank.
He exuded an extremely strong sense of oppression.
He was wearing a black uniform today.
The buttons were fastened all the way up, so that one's gaze could not peek inside through the collar.
Without the cover of a mask and hat, his face, as if meticulously sculpted by an artist, was fully exposed.
He exuded an aura of asceticism.
Lang Zongyi took a few steps forward.
This resulted in half of his profile being in shadow.
The atmosphere he naturally projected made him appear restrained, calm, ruthless, and cold.
System: [Slurp, slurp, so cool!]
It secretly took a picture of Lang Zongyi's face and quietly stored the photo in its data space.
The space is filled with his treasured handsome photos.
I wouldn't trade it for anything~
Yan Jiu doesn't have a systematic obsession with infatuation.
Lang Zongyi stopped and leaned slightly forward in front of her.
She could clearly feel Lang Zongyi's body temperature, which was warmly radiating towards her from a distance of more than ten centimeters.
But there was no warmth in those eyes.
It's obvious.
Lang Zongyi knew her character.
It seems that he has already distanced himself from her.
Yan Jiu raised an eyebrow: "Is this Mr. Lang?"
Ma Weiwei watched with trepidation, fearing that the two would clash head-on when they met at their peak.
Upon hearing this, Yan Jiu knew Lang Zongyi's surname.
Ma Weiwei asked in surprise, "Senior, do you know our Director?"
After saying that, she slapped her forehead.
Yan Jiu is such a good fortune teller.
They can definitely figure out Lang Zongyi.
In fact.
Yan Jiu was completely confused.
She couldn't figure out Lang Zongyi!
This must not be known to her master and senior brothers, otherwise they will laugh at her for not being skilled enough.
Yan Jiu doesn't like to be around people of her own kind.
That would only fuel her competitive spirit.
Yan Jiu didn't ask Lang Zongyi why he knew so early that he was going to die, or why he didn't show his face to buy an urn from her. She simply smiled at Lang Zongyi and let it go.
Then he looked at the subdued cigar-smoking man.
Ma Weiwei immediately replied, "Senior Yan, rest assured, we will have a special prison where he can serve his sentence."
Yan Jiu did not speak.
She walked up to the man with the cigar.
He simply raised his hand and delivered a resounding slap.
Yan Jiu waved her hand: "Your silence is too noisy."
Everyone looked at the cigar-smoking man who had been knocked unconscious by Yan Jiu: You just wanted an excuse to beat him up, didn't you!?
System: [...] Of all the hosts I've worked with, this one is the most outrageous.
Ma Weiwei glanced at Lang Zongyi discreetly, not wanting the straightforward Yan Jiu to be blacklisted by the Director.
At that time, Lang Zongyi didn't think much about it.
On the contrary, some people felt a sense of envy.
In his position.
Many things are beyond our control.
You can't get angry at them, and you can't hit them.
Suddenly, someone who doesn't play by the rules appears. He inexplicably understands Ma Weiwei's strong recommendation of Yan Jiu. It's simply because Yan Jiu is too suitable for breaking workplace rules.
Not long after.
The cigar-smoking man awoke and shouted that special agencies could not arbitrarily detain innocent people without evidence.
Without further ado, Ma Weiwei said, "You are suspected of multiple disappearances. These are search warrants and arrest warrants. If you have any grievances, save them for the judge in court."
The cigar-smoking man was heartbroken.
He won't die.
But they face a fate worse than death.
This is not what he wanted!
The cigar-smoking man thought of the word "retribution" and kept repeating, "It's not like that, it shouldn't be like that."
Yan Jiu agreed: "It really shouldn't be like this."
Ma Weiwei asked in confusion, "Senior?"
Given Yan Jiu's personality.
They are, after all, fiercely opposed to evil.
It is impossible for someone who has committed grave sins to speak for them.
Then I heard it.
Yan Jiu stared intently at the cigar-smoking man's feeble struggle: "You should go to hell to atone for your sins."
Ma Weiwei understood perfectly: This is the right way to approach Yan Jiu.
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