Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 1178 Neuropathic Girl vs. Spiritual Tutor (55)

  Bo Yan stepped forward and took his white hand. His beautiful and deep pupils stared at the ten-fingered hand, his eyes were smeared with a smile of floating light, and he whispered: "Let's go."

  Because Bo Yan greeted him in advance, everyone in the Bureau knew that the person at the scene of the crime was Doctor Bo’s girlfriend.

  The attitude is simply good and cannot be better.

   "Hmm." Ran Bai held the man's somewhat cold hand, smiled and looked at Bo Yan: "Have been waiting for me?"

   "I can see you at the first glance." Bo Yan replied.

  Ranbai chuckled lightly, and curled the corners of her lips: "Let's go."

However,

  I probably didn’t expect it.

  The next serial murder case seems to be the same as the one on the white bar.

  Three times in a row, the deaths of the three people were all at the scene of the murder.

  And the one closest to the corpse.

  Well, dyed white has already walked out of the bureau again.

  This kind of continuous coincidence has been discussed by many people, and some even say that the murderer of the serial homicide is dyed white.

  Otherwise, how could it be possible that the homicide scene was discovered three times in a row?

  This serial murder case gave people too much fear. Some people even set up a special post on the Internet, and it is reasonable to analyze that the murderer is the murderer.

  Those who didn’t know about it suddenly got a misunderstanding and strongly demanded that the dyeing be brought to justice.

  Probably only Yan Bai knew the truth. It was not a coincidence and supernatural truth, but the so-called murderous demon had found Shen Bai and was warning the original owner.

  Internet rumors, Yanbai did not intend to pay attention to it. In short, the murderer will be caught sooner or later, but...the one caught will be a corpse.

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  In the pitch-black study room, Bo Yan looked at the posts displayed on the computer and pressed her lips tightly, because the corners of her lips turned white.

  He lowered his eyes, those beautiful and deep eyes could not see any emotions, his long eyelashes hit his eyelids, and his dark eyes were a bit gloomy.

  He got up and stood in front of the French window.

  The night outside is gorgeous and wonderful, neon flashing, and dreamlike prosperity.

  He made a call with a blank face, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his lips lightly opened: "Check."

   is just a word, but it's not as gentle and polite as the day, it's like a bitter cold, faintly hostile.

   Those jet-black eyes are so dark that no light can be seen.

"Online posts about Shen Bai's serial murders are all blocked. I don't want to see any comments." There was no light in the study. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if standing at the junction of light and dark, half of his body. Hidden in the dark, unable to see his shadow.

  In front of him, there are bright lights.

  Behind him, the darkness is boundless.

  In the quiet study room, his indifferent and rational voice sounded: “The starting point for the spread of untrue rumors, involving people, directly initiating a lawyer’s letter to slander. No form of private interpretation is accepted.”

  After hanging up the phone, he looked at the dreamy bustling outside the window with indifferent eyes, and with only one glance, he withdrew his gaze.

  Looking down at the phone, she opened the photo album in a familiar way, and looked at the high-definition pictures of the girl in it.

  The corners of his lips slowly conjured up a smile to the extreme, and even the eyebrows were an inevitable smile.

  The fingertips are gentle and even cautious, slowly touching the photos on the screen.

  His eyes are deep and obsessed, and his dark, ink-like eyes are dyed red.

  Until he lowered his eyes and dropped a kiss piously.

  Sick to gloomy.

  He pressed his lips lightly, and his fingertips reverently and obsessively portrayed the girl's facial features. It took a long time before he made a sound, and his voice was very small, almost inaudible.

  "Don't leave me, please..."

  Hold your posture to the lowest level, extremely humble.

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