Chapter 39

"How the hell do you judge this Painted Skin?!"

Qin Fei, who had always been in a stable mood and occasionally swore five years after graduation, felt for the first time that he was about to lose his mind due to anger.

They caught the painted skin and successfully found the unconscious Lu Susu and the real Yin Li from Yin Li's room. Although Yu Tu and Gu Hongying were frightened, they were not seriously injured. In theory, this was a perfect operation.

But maybe the painted skin was resentful that its plan failed in Qin Fei's hands. As long as the plastic ball in its mouth was removed, the painted skin would yell at Qin Fei. After Qin Fei was so angry that he left the room, the painted skin returned to normal. After going in and out several times like this, Qin Fei's sanity was already on the verge of going berserk.

Lu Yayin managed to piece back the half of the table that he had smashed. Only then did she deeply understand what physical training meant. In this half hour, Qin Fei had already smashed two tables and bent six pairs of handcuffs - and this was the result of his utmost restraint in his rage.

"Brother~ um——" As soon as the plastic ball was taken out of Huapi's mouth, Lu Yayin quickly put it back in with the familiar tone. They really didn't have extra handcuffs for Qin Fei to pinch.

"Why don't you stop being stubborn?" Lu Yayin sighed, "Just let the Yigui Department handle it."

"No!" Qin Fei's face was dark, "I don't believe I can't judge it!"

Lu Yayin: “…”

If the new pair of handcuffs in your hands hadn't deformed, I think what you said would be more credible.

After Qin Fei finished speaking harshly, he suddenly felt someone patting his shoulder. He turned around and saw Meng Ziqiu's profile.

Meng Ziqiu lowered his head and saw the deformed handcuffs in his hands: "Calm down."

Qin Fei: "...Boss, I can't calm down."

Meng Ziqiu smiled and said nothing more. He just pushed his glasses and walked to the Painted Skin and took the plastic ball out of its mouth.

As soon as the plastic ball was taken out, Painted Skin started to talk coquettishly again: "Although you are also very handsome, but I like that brother more~"

He called out in a coquettish boyish voice: "Brother Qin~My dear brother~"

“Kacha——”

It was the sound of the handcuffs in Qin Fei's hands being broken.

"Are you enjoying the performance?" Meng Ziqiu asked.

"Brother, what are you talking about? I don't understand~" Huapi blinked his tearful eyes and acted as if he was about to say something but couldn't. "I was just captured by that brother~ I was brave enough to pursue love, what's wrong with that~"

Qin Fei shivered with a chill, and Lu Yayin rubbed the goose bumps on her arms and looked at him with sympathy.

But Meng Ziqiu was not affected at all. He waved to Qin Fei: "A Fei, come here."

Qin Fei took a deep breath and walked over with a gloomy face.

The painted skin was tied to a special device with its limbs fixed. Only its mouth could move. As soon as Qin Fei approached, it started to talk nonsense. Frivolous words like "You smell so good" and "I like you so much" and some words that could not pass the censorship burst out instantly.

Qin Fei's face became even darker.

Meng Ziqiu patted the chair next to him and said, "Sit here and listen carefully."

Qin Fei: “???”

"Boss!!!" With the background sound of Painted Skin polluting people's minds, Qin Fei's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "Can't you just block its mouth?"

"You've been working for five years, and you've never encountered a situation like this, right?" Meng Ziqiu said, "Sit down."

Qin Fei was angry, but he still sat down.

"Everyone knows that Painted Skin's best ability is to mimic someone else. Even if it follows someone for a short time, it can learn to resemble them to a 60% or 70% degree," Meng Ziqiu said. "This similarity does not only refer to the similarity in appearance, but also refers to the small habits and details that the person being followed has not noticed."

When Qin Fei heard these words, his brain, which was overwhelmed by emotions, suddenly became clear for a moment.

"To be able to transform well, you need to constantly interact with people and observe all kinds of people. Do you think it speaks such trash in front of you just to disgust you?"

"A Fei." Meng Ziqiu smiled, "It's controlling your emotions. When people are emotional, that's when they are most likely to make mistakes."

Meng Ziqiu suddenly looked towards the door and said, "Come in, it's a good opportunity to listen together."

Qin Fei and Lu Yayin turned around and found that the door had been opened a crack at some point, revealing a row of heads against the door. At the bottom was a furry fox head, above which was Yu Tu's embarrassed face, and above that was Gu Hongying's silly smile. Beyond Gu Hongying's head, one could still see Yin Li's hair.

A fox and three other people were secretly stacking cats at the door.

After being discovered, Red Fox didn't know who pushed her from behind. She rolled in and bumped into a chair before stopping. She turned to the ground in a daze: "... Ji?"

Lu Yayin picked up the red fox with amusement and held it in her arms, patting the dust off its fur. The two big tails of Susu drooped down and brushed Lu Yayin's wrist.

The other three people came to them in a line with their heads down, like elementary school students who were caught talking nonsense by their class teacher.

"Raise your heads and read carefully." Meng Ziqiu did not ask them who first proposed this suggestion. He just walked to the Painted Skin, ignored its nonsense, and started teaching seriously.

"Except for humans, the other world is divided into four categories: fairies, ghosts and monsters. Animals become fairies when they gain intelligence and transform into human form." He pointed at Lu Susu.

"The spirits of mountains, rivers, plants, ancient temples and famous places are the essence." He pointed at Yu Tu.

"A living being with intelligence that lingers after death is called a ghost."

"Neither human, nor demon, nor spirit, nor ghost, it is a monster." Meng Ziqiu pointed at the Painted Skin, "For example, this one."

This strong teaching atmosphere immediately dissipated Painted Skin's rants. It rolled its eyes and said in a sinister tone, "I feel like I'm in Chang'an."

Meng Ziqiu ignored it and continued to use it as a teaching tool to deal with the fox and three people:

"Painted Skin is a relatively rare monster. When it changes its appearance, ripples of water-like patterns appear from head to toe. It can imitate anyone it sees. It has no appearance or gender. Although its fighting ability is not high, it is very difficult to kill."

Meng Ziqiu's hand touched the heart, neck and forehead of Painted Skin: "The fatal points of ordinary people cannot kill it completely, but can only seriously injure it. The vital points of Painted Skin are its eyes. Attacking its eyes when it changes its appearance can kill it in one blow."

"Not only are you using me as a teaching tool, you're even discussing how to kill me face to face—" Painted Skin yelled, "Don't prisoners have human rights?"

Meng Ziqiu glanced at it, his eyes were calm. Painted Skin looked at his own reflection in his eyes, and suddenly he couldn't act anymore.

"It's really unlucky that I finally met someone from Chang'an Academy leading the team." It sighed softly, and ripples of water began to appear on its body. After the lines disappeared, it changed from a slender and beautiful boy to a pretty girl, but the girl's face was vaguely familiar.

When Lu Susu saw that face, her fur all over her body stood up: "Qiu Chujing?!"

"I've used this face so much that I accidentally changed it back." Painted Skin said with a smile, "Oh, I finally hid it for so long."

The sound of it also suits this pretty face, with a crisp sweetness: "What a pity."

"You and Murong Fu were clearly talking well, why did you suddenly break up?" It said, "I have no more drama to watch while eating."

Lu Susu's fox ears had been compressed into airplane ears. If Lu Yayin hadn't held her in her arms, she would have rushed down to fight with Huapi.

Gu Hongying looked at this and then that, and suddenly realized: "You are Murong Fu's sweetheart and white moonlight?"

Painted Skin smiled innocently: "I don't want to be his white moonlight either. He is the one who shamelessly likes me. What can I do?"

There seemed to be a gleam in its eyes: "How do I know that he likes me so much that he would find you who looks like him and let you imitate my speech, my clothes, my habits, my personality and hobbies?"

Lu Susu was not in a clear mind before and insisted on practicing the way of forgetfulness. Although she is sober now, she is very angry when she thinks about the suffering she has endured in the past few years.

“Put me down, put me down!” Susu cried out, wagging its two fluffy red tails, anxiously, “Let me strangle it to death!”

When the transformed animal turns into its original form, its thinking will also be influenced by its original form. In short, it will act more like an animal.

"It's you!!" Lu Susu's fox claws turned into open mangosteen petals out of anger, "The reason I sneaked all the way to the hospital was because you were behind it!"

After escaping from the car, Susu ran to a villa in a daze, and then ran into the Painted Skin head-on. The Painted Skin locked her up and kept muttering about how he peeled her fox skin to make fur.

People always burst out extraordinary potential in desperate situations, and the fox is the same. After finding an opportunity, Lu Susu jumped out of the window and escaped on the spot. Because her demon power was unstable, she did not dare and had no ability to transform into a human form in public, so she could only hide everywhere. Finally, she saw a person dressed like a member of the Alien Bureau. Lu Susu rushed up to ask for help, but was almost burned to death by the person on the spot. So she could only flee in a panic, and then followed Yin Li's scent all the way to the hospital.

Now think about it, the person dressed as the alien bureau was covered in tatters, but she was too panicked and didn't take it seriously!

Lu Susu gritted her teeth and only now realized that the man was actually Painted Skin in disguise, and it had followed her all the way!

"Are you angry, little fox?" Painted Skin gave her a brilliant, provocative smile.

The next second, the special equipment that bound the Painted Skin's limbs suddenly fell off, and the Painted Skin, like a puff of invisible smoke, floated to Yin Li's side, wrapped around Yin Li, and then wrapped her up and flew towards the window. All this happened in a flash, and the smoke that the Painted Skin turned into had already touched the window frame!

Suddenly, a sword came from behind at an angle, and the drifting smoke gathered, and the sword tip embedded into Painted Skin's neck, almost one-third of the way in!

The other end of the sword was in Meng Ziqiu's hand.

"I haven't finished yet. Painted Skin feeds on intense emotions, and the negative side is best."

This is why Painted Skin hated Qin Fei at first and then provoked Lu Susu.

All their emotions towards it will be transformed into its power.

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The Painted Skin, who wanted to escape, was seriously injured. Now it has finally calmed down. However, compared with its initial chatterbox, it is now like a closed-mouthed clam.

Painted Skin itself does not have the ability to turn into smoke and escape, otherwise he could have used this skill to escape directly when fighting Qin Fei at the beginning instead of being caught.

Questions like "Who gave you this one-time skill mark?", "Why did you take Yin Li with you when you escape?", "Who was behind this?" were all unanswered.

Painted Skin relies on the rules of the inner world——

Unless the criminals who surrender are facing extreme danger, they must be submitted for approval, and torture can only be carried out after approval.

Generally speaking, the approval process is extremely cumbersome, and after approval, a dedicated person will be assigned to monitor it to prevent favoritism and abuse of power.

The scene they were seeing did not meet the standards for approval of torture.

"Let's hand it over to the Illegal Office." Meng Ziqiu had worked in the Illegal Office for many years and knew that he couldn't get anything out of the situation. Instead of wasting time here, it would be better to hand it over to more professional people. He glanced at Painted Skin and said meaningfully, "Director Jiang happened to be on a business trip nearby."

Painted Skin, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly raised his eyes.

Before, Painted Skin's eyes were either flirting or smiling in an indecent way, but now the emotion in those eyes was so calm that it was a little scary.

"Jiang Jiang." Huapi smiled, and there was a hint of coldness in that smile. "You're using her to scare me?"

Meng Ziqiu's face changed when he made eye contact with him. The sword that had injured Huapi before appeared in his hand again. He swung the sword, but it was too late—

Painted Skin's eyes suddenly burst in their sockets, blood splattered out, leaving bright red blood beads on the white wall.

The blinded Painted Skin fell straight to the ground, and then he turned into a pool of water and quickly evaporated in the air.

The sweet aroma spreads, almost pulling away people's rationality and turning them into wild beasts dominated by desire and only knowing instinct.

Lu Susu, who had transformed into her original form, was the first to be affected. Her beautiful eyes began to turn red, and she bared her fangs and was about to bite Lu Yayin's wrist—

Then, she was lifted into the air by the green vine's tail, which swung her around like a fox swing, three circles to the left and three circles to the right.

Green vines that covered the ground began to occupy the room, and the slightly bitter aroma of tea spread, gradually covering the sweetness of the room.