Self-cultivation of the Exorcist

Outside the Goliath Winery in the middle of the night, more than a dozen police cars had been parked at this time.

The police lights flickered, and the neon lights looked so hazy in the rain.

The surviving cultists were put on their hoods and sent to the police car to be taken away.

The corpses in black body bags were carried out from the winery and loaded into the corpse truck.

At this point, it is finally over for the time being.

The policeman who had previously called Du Wei watched the last corpse being carried into the car and turned his head and said, "Mr. Du Wei, for your contribution to the public security of New York City, we would like to express our sincere thanks to you."

His tone is very solemn: "In view of the close cooperation between you and the police for a long time, we will give you a large bonus and award the Outstanding Citizen Medal."

He looked at Du Wei who was standing in the rain with an umbrella.

Du Wei nodded and said calmly: "This is what I should do, and without the affirmation and support of my good friend Officer Tom, this matter will not end so quickly."

From the time he returned to New York to the end of the matter, only one day passed.

The reason for saying this is to connect Tom with things.

After all, his credit to the police is of little use.

The policeman didn't know what Du Wei was thinking. He said sincerely: "No matter what, you are a good citizen of New York City."

Du Wei smiled and said, "Remember to burn all those corpses."

The other party said seriously: "Please rest assured, we will definitely, by the way, do I need to send you back to the counseling clinic?"

Du Wei waved his hand and refused: "No, I came by car, and I have to see my girlfriend now."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The policeman looked at the back of Du Wei leaving, his eyes growing in admiration.

He couldn't help sighing: "It would be great if all the citizens of New York City had a sense of justice like Mr. Du Wei."

Of course, he also knows that justice requires confidence.

He happened to know that Du Wei had this confidence.

After all, Du Wei has the support of the church behind him, and he is still a good brother of the New York City police chief Tom. If he is an ordinary person, he can only be powerless.

...

1:08 AM on June 11th.

Furman community seemed more and more quiet in the rain.

Du Wei drove all the way into the community.

The security guards were already familiar with him, so although it was a bit strange, why he changed to a Volkswagen car, but it did not stop him.

At the door of Alex's house.

Du Wei opened the car door and walked to the door with a bunch of roses.

He cleared his throat and pressed the doorbell...

Although his girlfriend Alex had long given him a copy of the house key, Du Wei felt strange that he hadn't come back for two or three days.

Ok……

He felt a little embarrassed.

After a while, footsteps came from behind the door.

Oh...

Alex was wearing a large sweater and opened the door blankly. His eyes stayed on the bunch of roses that Du Wei was holding for a few seconds, his eyes became more and more dangerous.

"You still know that you are back? And this bouquet of roses, did you go to Siklin City to pick flowers again?"

"Uh... it's not, I bought this from a nearby flower shop, do you like it?"

Alex was angry enough: "I like it so much."

There were a lot of people who chased her before, flowers, exquisite jewelry, expensive jewelry, and car and house delivery, but she never looked down on it.

Because she thinks those are too vulgar.

Since getting to know Du Wei, she has understood one thing, Su is just because she doesn't like it. No matter what she likes, she looks so different.

just……

Flowers every time...

"Can't you be a little new..."

Alex snorted, turned around and entered the room.

At a loss, Du Wei walked in embarrassingly with the bouquet of roses, and closed the door with his hand.

"Honey, are you angry?"

As soon as he entered the door, Du Wei hurriedly asked.

This makes Alex even more unhappy: "Why should I be angry."

She sat on the sofa, took a cup of coffee and drank it.

All emotions are written on the face.

Du Wei hurriedly sat down and put his hand around her shoulders.

Did not resist.

He thought to himself: The problem is not big.

But he said: "My dear, there is a very interesting phenomenon in psychology."

"People are easily affected by external factors, such as sight, hearing, touch, etc."

"Brightly colored flowers will give people a visual impact. The brighter the flowers, the easier it is to make people happy."

"Many people put flower language on flowers, adding different meanings with different colors and different genus of flowers."

"The rose represents love, and its floral language makes people feel passionate."

"But what I want to tell you is that the reason why I send you flowers every time is because I am not good at telling you my love, so I use flowers instead."

"So I gave you a bunch of roses."

As his voice fell, Alex couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, snorted and asked, "Where did you learn this?"

Du Wei smiled slightly: "From the heart."

"Haha." Alex took the bouquet of roses and sneered while looking at it: "I am not angry because you only send me flowers, but the text message you sent me at three o'clock in the morning yesterday."

Du Wei asked puzzledly: "Should I not report to you about my safety?"

Alex haha: "It's okay to report for safety, but you actually answered me, rest early? I worried about you for two days, two days..."

"As a result, you let me rest early..."

Du Wei was ashamed: "So how should I reply to your text messages?"

Alex raised his forehead: "You should go back to me, you miss me too... Or if you come back to see me soon, will love make you a fool?"

Du Wei's eyes lit up and said in a deep tone: "But if I really do what you say, then I might have to send you a text message for a night."

Alex said slowly: "Really...really or not."

Du Wei said earnestly: "Of course it is true, and no amount of love words are as pleasant as when you say it to you."

As he said, Du Wei gently took Alex into his arms ~www.NovelMTL.com~ and whispered in her ear: "My dear, in fact, I have been thinking of you for the past two days."

Alex snorted sternly: "So what about your love words?"

Du Wei was asked...

He began to think calmly, looking for solutions.

But his head is completely empty.

The love story he just said was learned from the language of flowers he saw when he was buying flowers.

Du Wei opened his mouth and couldn't say anything hesitated.

Seeing this, Alex pinched him angrily, and pulled Du Wei into the bedroom.

"Go, let's go to bed and speak slowly, if you repeat something, don't blame me for not letting you sleep..."

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