"Okay, I know you're here, come out."
Lu Xici glanced at the bushes beside him with a cold and murderous look, took off his hat, threw it aside, revealing his handsome and indifferent face.
A figure walked out of the darkness, with long snow-white hair slightly messy and scattered on the shoulders.
Her pale skin is like the finest mutton-fat jade, emitting a faint glow under the moonlight.
"Sister~" Ouyang Lingche's voice was hoarse, as if he had gone through many twists and turns, with a strong crying tone, "Sister, you are a liar..."
"How did you get out of the underground prison in Country M?"
Lu Xici raised an eyebrow, looked at Ouyang Lingche who looked aggrieved, and asked in a low voice.
"Three years ago," Ouyang Lingche's long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, "my sister sent me to the underground prison of Country M..."
A few crystal tears rolled in her eyes, "Sister said that she will come to pick Che'er up very soon."
Ouyang Lingche stood there, his lavender pupils were like shattered stars, his pale face tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, and he raised his eyes: "Che'er has waited for a long, long time, but my sister didn't come."
Lu Xi awkwardly scratched her face, with an awkward smile on her face: "I've been quite busy recently."
At first, in order to resolve the issue with Ouyang Lingche, Lu Xici told him that his current strength was still enough to take him back to China.
The underground prison of Country M is a dangerous place, but also the safest place.
Ouyang Lingche stayed in the underground prison of Country M.
He waited obediently for Lu Xici to pick him up, and secretly collected underground intelligence for her.
But Lu Xici never showed up.
"But you should have put that video online," Lu Xici said with a hint of anger in his eyes, "and you should have come to China."
"But sister, if Cheer comes to China and posts that video on the Internet, sister will take the initiative to come to me."
Ouyang Lingche's body trembled unconsciously, the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, and he pulled Lu Xici's clothes, his eyes full of grievance.
"Do you know that killing people is illegal in China?"
Seeing that he looked aggrieved, Lu Xici asked in a low voice.
Ouyang Lingche raised his lips into an evil smile, revealing his sharp teeth: "So what if it's against the law? For my sister, Che'er is not afraid."
"Sister, have you always been protecting China?"
"Che'er can do that, too."
He is like this. Normally, he looks particularly cute and adorable in front of Lu Xici, but behind the scenes he is a time bomb that can explode at any time.
This is one of the reasons why Lu Xici wanted him to stay in China.
"Come on, I'll take you to buy some clothes," Lu Xi said helplessly but with a hint of doting, "Then, let's go to the police station to make a statement."
"First, retract the ears and pointy teeth."
"That's great, sister."
Ouyang Lingche's eyes sparkled, his heart felt warm, and he walked with a bounce.
He knew that his sister would wrongly accuse him, and the three people he killed were all spies from his country.
Lu Xici paused, her blue hair fell on her shoulders, her skin turned pale, she smiled dangerously, her eyes were full of coldness: "I'm telling you, Ouyang Lingche."
Ouyang Lingche's body suddenly stiffened, and the smile on his lips slowly disappeared: "Sister, you talk."
"You are not allowed to do anything that harms China, nor are you allowed to kill innocent people," Lu Xici looked at him coldly, with a gloom in his eyes.
He said coldly: "Otherwise, I will kill you myself."
"Okay," Ouyang Lingche agreed without even thinking, "Whatever my sister says, I'll do."
"Yeah," Lu Xici said softly, turned around and left.
…
"Thank you, driver."
Ouyang Lingche stretched out his hand and said goodbye to the driver who had already fled.
There are three bags under Lu Xici's feet.
The driver stepped on the accelerator as high as possible, his voice trembling: "From now on, I will never drive at night."
"Bad luck! Really bad luck!"
Because he just saw that the three bags seemed to contain corpses, and the white-haired man looked as white as a ghost.
If the destination was a police station, he would have wanted to call the police.
"Have you obtained an ID card since coming to China?"
Lu Xi picked up a bag, walked straight forward and asked.
"Yes, I do, sister."
The lights in the police station were on, and the people inside were so angry that they wanted to grow eight legs to deal with Lu Xici's matter.
"Hello, police."
Lu Xici saw an acquaintance and was very polite.
When Officer Tan saw that it was Lu Xici, his face darkened: "Why is it you? What happened this time?"
The first time they saw Lu Xici, he was on the hot search list with a group of thugs on his motorcycle. They quickly handled the hot search and did public relations at the fastest speed.
The second time, a group of hooligans broke bones and were beaten black and blue on the playground of Peking University, including several female students, and it became a hot search topic.
Unexpectedly, the third time I pooped a big one.
I don’t know who actually posted such a bloody video on the Internet. The key point is that Lu Xici is in the video.
It directly made it onto more than a dozen hot search lists.
Now their hands are hammering away at the keyboards, and their legs are about to break.
"Officer Tan, you have to thank me."
Lu Xici looked into the three bags below and said lightly, "These are three spies."
Officer Tan chuckled and said helplessly:
"Okay, okay, let's go, I don't have time to joke with you."
"The spy has been killed by him. You can check it yourself."
At this moment, Lu Xici,
He sat lazily on a chair in the police station, crossed his legs, tilted his fair and delicate face up, the mole at the end of his eye swayed slightly, and chuckled.
With a hint of disdain in his eyes, Ouyang Lingche picked up an iron rod and opened the bag.
"Are you...are you serious?"
When Officer Tan saw the three bodies in front of him, his voice stopped shaking.
If these three bodies are really spies, they can get promotions and salary increases while protecting the security of the country.
Ouyang Lingche took out a stack of information and put it on the table: "Really."
Officer Tan breathed rapidly, and with trembling hands, he picked up the documents on the table and said excitedly, "Thank you!"
When he looked up and saw Ouyang Lingche, he was obviously startled.
After all, he was so fair, even his eyelashes were white.
Ouyang Lingche lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and said with a hint of frustration: "You're welcome..."
Officer Tan's voice was full of guilt, and he cursed himself in his heart: [Tan Hongguo, you really deserve to die! I was just sick. ]
Officer Tan naturally imagined that Ouyang Lingche had leukemia.
"Okay, let's go. The credit goes to Officer Tan."