Chapter 4: Sakura Kurumi, the Onmyoji of Sensō-ji Temple.
"Don't get excited, Miss Yingkong Kurumi." Fang Zuo waved his hands and said, "I called you, but you ignored me."
"Baga, who knows what tricks you're going to play next." Sakura Kurumi's chest rose and fell rapidly.
"How about coming in and talking?" Fang Zuo took his feet off the desk, put them down and made an inviting gesture: "Colleagues are all looking at you, Miss Yingkong Kurumi."
Sakura Kurumi turned her head and saw that the police officers at the desks outside were looking at her in surprise.
"Let me see what you can say." Sakura Kurumi walked into the office and closed the door.
'Pop'
The black Bible was slammed hard on the desk.
Fang Zuo picked up the black Bible and opened the first page.
At the top of the homepage, there is a huge five-pointed star magic circle pattern.
There are faint water stains within the lines of underlines at the bottom.
It's not dry yet.
Stained with a little red lipstick.
It seems that this beautiful sheriff is applying the cream very hard.
Fang Zuo looked up at Yingkong Kurumi's red lips.
Yingkong Kurumi's cold face flushed: "You said, just use saliva."
"I applied it over and over again, but it didn't work."
"Fujino, I know you hooked up with Mrs. Shiraishi, but..."
"Even if I can't do anything to you now, as an Onmyoji, you should know that I have many other methods."
"Of course I know. Don't be so angry, Miss Yingkong." Fang Zuo raised his eyebrows: "Saliva is just a material. If you want to open the magic seal, you need the cooperation of casting a spell."
"As an Onmyoji, you must know that I have called you, but you ignored me."
"Impossible, why can't I see any traces of seal?" Yingsong Kurumi began to believe it a little.
It's impossible for a normal person to come up with such a lame excuse.
"Come here." Fang Zuo said, with a tone that brooked no room for rebuttal.
Yingkong Kurumi walked over and looked at Fang Zuo on the chair suspiciously.
"Do you still have saliva?" Fang Zuo asked, raising his head slightly.
Sakura Kurumi nodded.
God knows how much saliva she spit out and then how much water she drank.
"Lower your head." Fang Zuo said.
Yingsora Kurumi thought that she was asked to look at the black Bible on the table, so she lowered her head obediently.
Fang put the index and middle fingers of his left and right hands together and stretched them in front of Yingkong Kurumi.
"What?" Yingkong Kurumi was stunned. What was he going to do?
"Saliva! What are you standing there for?" Fang Zuo shouted.
"What do you want to do? Don't even think about it." Yingkong Kurumi said with a flushed face and gritted teeth.
"Do you really want to solve the case?" Fang Zuo stared at the black Bible and said impatiently, "Can you break the seal?"
Just finished speaking.
Suddenly, a soft and moist touch came over her fingers, and Sakura Kurumi stuck out her tongue, just like a kitten drinking water.
Smearing saliva on it again and again.
Bright red lips and soft little tongue.
Pull out a crystal clear thread of saliva.
As the little head shook, a few strands of black hair got wet and stuck to the red lips.
Looks charming and sexy.
Fang Zuo looked up in surprise. He just wanted to spit some saliva on her.
Is this woman so dedicated? Then I can only obey her orders.
"Is that enough?" Sakura Kurumi's face was red and bleeding. She supported herself on the table with one hand and held the gun tightly with the other.
That’s enough, Fang Zuo withdrew his fingers.
Smeared on the dark bible, drew a spell.
It's just a trick. If I didn't want to waste my accumulated spiritual power, it would be done with a snap of my fingers.
With the other hand, he made a magic gesture.
"Hurry up and open as ordered."
The Dark Bible emitted a black light, and rows of tadpole characters appeared above the underline.
"Si Guoyi, it's really possible." Yingkong Kurumi finally let go of her worried heart.
He glanced at Fang Zuo who was concentrating: "It turns out he didn't lie to me."
Suddenly, she felt that the man in front of her, whom she looked down upon, had a little more mystery.
As the chief Onmyoji of the younger generation at Sensō-ji Temple in Tokyo, she could of course see that this man was no simple smearer.
Instead, he drew a mysterious line that she couldn't understand.
Then he chanted an incomprehensible spell.
It seems a bit like Chinese.
What on earth does this man know? I heard that he only came to the Tokyo Exorcist Guard with the help of his uncle.
After coming here, he did fulfill the duties of a waste.
but.
Today I can’t quite understand this man.
Sakura Kurumi shifted her gaze to the Dark Bible.
"What kind of text is this?" asked Sakura Kurumi.
"Arabic." Fang Zuo handed the Dark Bible to Yingkong Kurumi: "It shouldn't be difficult for you to find an Arabic expert."
"Of course, there are experts in Arabic in the police station." Yingsora Kurumi took the Dark Bible and flipped through it quickly.
Sure enough, the entire Bible is filled with tadpole characters.
There are even some more obscure patterns.
"Pah." Yingkong Kurumi closed the Bible: "I'll go show it to them right away."
"You, Fujino, get up from my chair right now and go back to your desk."
"If you don't finish the files I assigned to you, I will deduct all your allowances and bonuses."
As she spoke, she lifted up her uniform skirt and inserted the pistol into the holster on her thigh.
Turn around and go out.
This woman is so ruthless.
"Xiu Dou Ma Dai, Miss Yingkong Kurumi." Fang Zuo stood up, walked around the desk, and slowly approached Yingkong Kurumi.
Sakura Kurumi watched the man walk towards her step by step.
I don't know why, but his aura gave me a sense of oppression and submission.
She stepped back slowly unconsciously: "What are you going to do?"
“Pah.”
Fang Zuo pushed her to the corner and held her against the wall with one hand.
"You haven't told me yet what color it is." Fang Zuo said with a smile.
"you"
"Why? The famous captain of the Tokyo Exorcist Guard, the Yin-Yang master of Sensō-ji Temple, you won't go back on your word, right?"
"Purple." Yingkong Kurumi's delicate little face turned red as blood. She pushed Fang Zuo away and turned to leave.
"Hey" Fang Zuo shouted.
"What are you doing again?" Sakura Kurumi stopped.
“I like purple.”
"Baka." Yingkong Kurumi wanted to take out her gun and shoot the man twice.
Open the office door and walk out.
"There's something else." Fang Zuo followed out.
"Speak." Yingsora Kurumi turned around, with a cold face, looking at the obscene man impatiently.
"I checked Oda's body and didn't wash my hands. I forgot to tell you." Fang Zuo raised his right hand and shook it in the air: "I'm sorry."
"Puke." Yingkong Kurumi felt nauseous, held onto the wall beside her, and hunched over to dry heave.
Fang Zuo walked past her and patted her on the back with a smile.
"I'm kidding, I washed it many times, but then I scratched my feet again, it's true."
Walk away.
"Bagaya." Yingkong Hutao cursed at Fang Zuo's receding back, then rushed into the bathroom quickly.
Coming to his desk, Fang Zuo frowned and fell into deep thought.
He didn't understand Arabic, but from the dark Bible, he actually felt some strange aura of China.
Is this my illusion? "Fujino-kun."
Fang Zuo turned his head away.
A girl with bangs and wearing thick black-framed glasses walked over.
The huge glasses covered half of her small face. The old-fashioned plaid shirt and jeans also covered her petite body tightly.
He is a clerk at the Exorcist Guard Station.
Tsubaki Sannomiya: "There's a girl looking for you upstairs. She says she's Congressman Shiraishi's daughter." Tsubaki Sannomiya said, pushing up the thick frame of her glasses.
"Ms. Sangong, you look so beautiful today." Fang Zuo said as he stood up.
"Fujitengye-kun, please stop saying that." Sannomiya Tsubaki's face turned red instantly.
She quickly pushed up her glasses frame. Fang Zuo winked at her and took the elevator to the reception room.
Shiraishi Nagimitsu's daughter, the JK short-haired beautiful girl, was sitting on a chair with her legs turned inside out.
A pair of cute white bubble socks dangled from the black big-toed leather shoes.
Their faces were filled with anxious looks.
"Fujino-kun, Oni-san! Go check on my mother, she's in a coma." The JK girl saw Fang Zuo and quickly stood up and said, "She asked me to come find you before she fell into a coma."
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