That night, Xiaoxiao tossed and turned. She suspected that it was the cup of black coffee, and the coffee in Mr. Qi's office worked very well.

However, it is also inseparable from the real murderer behind the scenes. When she thought of such a dangerous person with great powers hidden in the trial office, she sent a household registration card to the crazy believer, and cleaned up the reporter who might reveal the identity of the crazy believer, she felt creepy.

Could it be that she was also targeted? Xiaoxiao couldn't help but become scared.

It shouldn't be so. She just promised to help Ms. Ms. Miaoli investigate the disappearance case and also met the reporter once accidentally. These are all hidden and coincidental things. The real murderer behind the scenes should not know.

In the darkness, Xiaoxiao touched the earrings on the earlobe. She vaguely felt that Mr. Qi must have done some measures on the earrings. Xiaoxiao felt a little relieved and finally fell asleep in her sleepiness.

When the alarm clock woke her up the next day, she was so depressed that in order to make herself more energetic, she almost caught up with the steam train.

Coincidentally, the creator was also on the train. She waved to the little little girl who was unfortunately hung with dark circles: "Here."

Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly squeezed to her side.

The Creator also wore a pair of ponytails today and changed to an exaggerated pink color. Xiaoxiao rarely saw female players combing this hairstyle in the dusk country because it would make them look too naive, but the Creator obviously didn't care about other people's eyes.

"Have you gone to dye your hair?" Xiaoxiao asked.

"Oh, yes, I used to love dyeing my hair, and I especially wanted to turn this thing into green..." The creator curled his hair with his fingers.

Xiaoxiao was shocked by the fancy colors: "If my parents see me dyed green, they will definitely hit me."

"They can't control me now." The creator paused and said calmly, "Our family is joining the novice village together, but unfortunately I am the only one who comes out... I thought I would be able to reunite soon, but I didn't expect that I would actually survive."

Xiaoxiao froze and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The creator took the soy milk and asked her: "Do you want to drink soy milk? Buy one and get one free today."

Xiaoxiao looked at the soy milk in her hand and couldn't help but think of the box of puffs that almost poisoned her last night. She immediately shook her head: "No, no, no, I'm not hungry, I won't eat it."

The creator didn't force himself to suck a packet of soy milk, opened the "Duch Daily" and skillfully flipped into the gossip version.

Xiaoxiao leaned over to see, and their eyes fell on the headlines of the gossip version together.

"Shocking, the three giants in the Tribunal were drunk late at night and actually did this to a man in the alley!"

"Puff--" The creator's soy milk sprayed onto the newspaper.

Xiaoxiao was also shocked. The two of them scrambled to wipe the newspaper in a hurry, but the quality of the paper here was far inferior to the real world. After the already thin newspaper was wet with soy milk, it was wiped with a handkerchief twice. The ink was immediately blurred and the paper was broken.

The two girls were so anxious that they stared at the blurred ink and gritted their teeth and read the newspaper together.

It was still the same reporter Xun. In his best-known style of "entering science", he told his personal experience last night: the three chiefs of the court were drunk late at night, blocking him in the alley with alcohol and undergoing inhumane physical torture.

Si Lin used the freezing origin to limit his movements like a demon. The illusionist lifted up his skirt and paused his crotch, and performed the harsh magic tricks of "Your little brother has been turned away by me" and "Oh it has changed back". Qi Leren kept treating him, allowing him to heal and get hurt and get hurt again.

By the time the three of them ended the violent operation, he had already fallen in the alley like a rag doll that was ravaged by madness, put on his pants in tears. Back home, reporter Xun decided to expose the trial office’s abuse of lynching and violent abuse of citizens.

The creator exerted his swear words in a furious manner, punching the back of the front seat with one punch, thrusting half of the back of the chair crooked.

"Don't destroy public property, you will have to pay for it if you smash it." Xiaoxiao dissuaded worriedly.

"Pay? I made this car, who dares to let me pay!" The creator said angrily.

The passengers around immediately cast a look of "I want to see which stupid guy is bragging".

The creator became even more angry. She knocked on the crooked back of the chair twice with the fingers of her right hand, as if knocking on the door, and the back of the chair immediately returned to its original state.

Xiaoxiao said "Wow", and the passengers were also a little curious, but the creator didn't care at all. She was trying to convince Xiaoxiao to join her "Mr. Qi Honor Maintenance Association": "This organization aims to safeguard the reputation of my teacher and firmly resist the slander of his personality by people like dog reporters. There are currently 27 members, and Weiwei is one of them. We really need someone with special talents like you, do you think about it?"

Xiaoxiao was a little worried that she was overbearing: "Well, to be more specific, how do you want to protect Mr. Qi's reputation? Killing people... Uh, it's a bit too much?"

The creator thought for a while: "The little brother who chopped off the dog reporter?"

Xiao Xiao was shocked: "This is not possible! You can't get others disabled."

The creator glanced at her resentfully and compromised: "After chopping it off, I'll pick him up a piece of metal? It's guaranteed that it won't affect the use function, and it's more durable than the original one."

The little face turned green: "This is not a matter of durability or not!"

The creator said angrily: "It's not okay to kill it, it's not okay to chop it up, so what should I do?"

Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "Threat him, don't write Mr. Qi's false news?"

Creator: "If the threat is useful, he will have changed his career long ago."

Xiaoxiao was also in a dilemma. The two looked at each other and finally sighed together: It’s so difficult.

Given this headache-inducing topic, Xiaoxiao started chatting with the Creator. Today, the Creator is going to inspect the newly built crystal refining factory. This is the largest crystal refining factory in the dusk town. It is very close to the Steel Bridge Commercial Area. After it is officially put into use, it can basically solve the current power supply gap.

"I always encountered power outages when I was in a newcomer's school. It was great to be able to supply power stably." Xiaoxiao was very happy. "If the power outage is not too long in the future, I will buy a better refrigerator. I used to worry that the fresh ingredients in the refrigerator suddenly broke down, so I didn't dare to stock up too much."

"If you have time, come and have a look." The creator invited.

Xiaoxiao was very moved. She had only seen some introductions of the crystal refining factory in school and was deeply curious about it. The crystal refining factory has always been a confidential area in the dusk land. It is strictly guarded around and needs to be strictly inspected when entering and leaving. It is impossible for non-staff members to enter. Only the head of the Ministry of Industry, like the Creator, can casually say something to bring a new person to visit.

"I may be busy today." Xiaoxiao said regretfully, "If I have a chance next time, I will definitely go and have a look."

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Qi Leren got up early and his plan to have a good night's sleep was still forced to postpone.

Because no one helped him get the breakfast, the breakfast was sent by someone from the cafeteria, which was very Chinese soy milk and fried dough sticks, but with a large cup of black coffee, Qi Leren finished this Chinese-Western breakfast expressionlessly, thinking about what to do this morning.

After breakfast, I just picked up the file I hadn't finished reading yesterday. The prison leader Wolf Dog came to his office. When he entered the door, he looked nervous and the beasts on his head drooped.

Qi Leren said coldly: "Sit and wait for me."

The documents at hand are not urgent, and if they are urgent, they will not let them go overnight. But since they have to be warned and beaten, it is also necessary to leave the person aside and wake up your mind first.

The wolfdog was indeed uneasy. He didn't even dare to sit down and stood honestly in the corner, as if this could make his burly body more inconspicuous than humans. Compared to his kind who lived a tribal barbarian life on the grassland, the wolfdog, who grew up in the human world, learned the rules of human society, including a good attitude to admit mistakes.

This time, his department made a major mistake. Mr. Qi happened to be caught by the hijacking case. He was the person he personally captured. He was sent to the prison interrogation office for more than a day and all died suddenly. Even the prison guards who were guarding this group of people died suddenly. The worst thing was that this happened when Mr. Qi urgently interrogated the suspect in the early morning of last night. He did not get angry on the spot and pulled him out of the doghouse and scolded him in a head-on manner. He was already an extraordinary cultivation.

If the person who discovered this last night was a illusionist with a bad temper, he might have been hanging upside down on the gate of the trial office. If it were Si Lin, he might have been dismissed overnight and reflected in the trial room.

But Mr. Qi didn't say anything and did not deal with him on the spot. Instead, he asked him to come to him early the next morning to report the situation. But the wolfdog could have really slept until dawn. He received a notice from his subordinates in the middle of the night and immediately called all his subordinates, investigated and reviewed overnight, and finally made a report before dawn that could be handed to Mr. Qi.

However, Mr. Qi now seems to have no interest in listening to his explanation.

This aggravates the uneasiness of the wolfdog. If Mr. Qi starts scolding him as soon as he enters the door, he will breathe a sigh of relief. If he does something wrong and his boss is willing to scold you, it means he is planning to use you. If he lets you go lightly, it means he no longer intends to waste time on you, and you have been kicked out. This is the conclusion that the wolfdog has been working in the trial office for many years and has accumulated rich experience in making mistakes.

The wolfdog racked her brains and repeatedly pondered her words, thinking so hard that her head hurts, and trying to scratch the hairy ears on her head.

He was not a very smart person at all, and in fact he could not be considered a pure human. Their clan is a wolf clan among orcs, and has lived on the grasslands in the west of the continent for generations. More than 20 years ago, when the demon world invaded the human world, their clan also suffered a bloody massacre. His father died. At that time, he was still a baby in cradle. His mother was abandoned by his clan members because she refused to abandon the burden. However, their mother and son were lucky to meet the exiled holy nun and the young prophet.

Under their protection, they mother and son boarded the exiles' fleet and finally had a new future on the coast of the Far East.

He grew up in the Dusk Country. According to the algorithm of the wolf clan, he became an adult at the age of eight, but he was counted as an adult at the age of eighteen in the Dusk Country. After joining the trial office, with his loyalty to the trial office and his complete reliability, although he had "mainly made small mistakes" along the way, he finally became the head of the prison.

In the past, when he was on his turn to the Ice Palace Church, he would occasionally meet a awake prophet. The prophet liked him very much, to be precise, he liked the pair of beast ears above his head. Even if he made a mistake, the prophet usually touched his ears and let Si Lin let him go. If he couldn't do it, he turned back to the beast-shaped one and lay on the spot and showed his hair shamelessly. The prophet always pecked his dog and was very tolerant of his kind-hearted and stupid behavior. Si Lin and the illusionist complained about this, thinking that the teacher was too indulging him.

However, this is the first time such a big mistake, and no prophet has ever spoken for him now.

Thinking of this, the wolfdog's eyes became hot.

He had to convince Mr. Qi to give him another chance. If Mr. Qi didn't help him, Si Lin would definitely let him get rid of his post and get out immediately.

The wolfdog secretly wiped his eyes, raised his head and carefully observed Mr. Qi. The documents piled on the table had been reduced by one-third. He quickly wrote a reply on the documents with a long black feather pen, without any intention of letting him speak.

The wolfdog carefully thought about everything about Mr. Qi. It only took three years for him to enter the courtroom. Because of the prophet's inheritance, he sat at the highest position as soon as he landed, and became one of the CEOs of the courtroom and the president of the heretic court. He had leadership and personnel appointments and removals over all departments. In the past, these powers only belonged to the prophet, and at that time, even Si Lin was just acting on his behalf.

Because of the departure of the prophet, the position of CEO was divided into three parts. Si Lin, the Illusionist and Mr. Qi jointly led the work of the Tribunal. This strange three-headed politics started smoothly because the Illusionist ignored the common affairs and Mr. Qi's condition.

In the first year of the three working together, Wolf Dog almost realized that the illusionist and Mr. Qi were also the CEO, because at that time, there was only Si Lin in the courtroom. Si Lin knew everything about the courtroom. He was originally the acting CEO, and his work ability was unquestionable.

Mr. Qi only did one thing, and he proposed to establish a newcomer training school. At that time, most people at the plenary meeting had objections. From a long-term perspective, investing in newcomers with average consumables was not as cost-effective as cultivating indigenous people. At least, indigenous people would not change in three to five years.

But in the end, Mr. Qi convinced Si Lin and the Illusionist, and the work was carried out quickly, and the Illusionist also served as the principal.

As for why Mr. Qi was not in charge of the school preparations, it was probably because of his physical problems.

When he first came to the trial office, he was in poor health and often had sick leave. All the affairs of the heretic court were presided over by Deputy Director Fu Yue, who had a high level of experience. Although Mr. Qi had a high position and was of great power, he had no sense of existence.

I accidentally saw him during a meeting, and I thought he was a handsome and gentle young man with a sick face and often coughed in a low voice. With this bad physical condition, he actually smoked. He seemed to be depressed and taciturn. He rarely smiled. He often saw him dazed and stared at the scenery outside the window. He liked to bask in the sun and read books. When the weather was good, he often held a book in the garden. As he looked, he fell asleep. He looked in a bad mood.

Several times the wolfdog heard several young girls discussing him, praising him for his good looks, and worrying about his physical condition. They were curious about why he clearly had a rebirth origin and was good at treating -- and helped them treat stray cats near the trial office -- and their health was always bad.

The wolfdog was very disdainful. He was not interested in the "soft and weak sick beauty". He looked very unbearable at first glance. I wonder why the prophet named him as one-third of the heir to the dusk land, probably because of the original power.

Until one winter night three years ago, he met Mr. Qi, who was completely different from him in a snowy night.

That day he stood quietly in the snow, with a cigarette about to burn out between his slender fingers, and the coughing sounds from time to time broke the sensational silence.

The faint street lights illuminated him, and a slight redness appeared on his pale face because of the cough. The blush that spread to the corners of his eyes did not make him look healthier, but instead seemed even more morbid.

That faint red, gorgeous and haggard, is like a flower blooming to the extreme under the sunset, and will wither away in the evening breeze at any time.

There is a deep danger hidden in such fragility - he is wearing a dark red coat with mottled patterns on his clothes.

But the wolfdog's sensitive nose had already told him the truth: it was not dye, but the blood soaked in the whole piece of clothing.

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PS: The false Qi Leren: A sick and beautiful man who is depressed and loves to read books is a nurse.

The real Qileren: Yaoshou is this nurse who is very angry!
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