Chapter 244: Yin and Yang people?

"Actually, I didn't say anything, I just talked about some work."

"Oh." She answered lightly and stopped talking.

"In my opinion, Jingthorn must have doubts about your abilities, so I want to test you. As far as I know, the superior seems to be very interested in your abilities." The Taoist nun was bored and also went to the gossip with them.

"You old lady, you are so full. You know gossip all day long. Can this kid use temptation to test his abilities? I feel that the little girl of Jingthorn must have fallen in love with Yin Hun, so she deliberately created an opportunity to stay alone with him." Master Birdbi was very disagreeing with the Taoist nun's point of view and said his reasons in one breath.

Yin Hui smiled bitterly, and could only pretend not to hear the teasing of the two, and twisted his head outside the car window.

"Yin Hun, what did Jingtie tell you?" Conan Doyle asked again with a serious attitude.

She was very serious, without a trace of joking. The atmosphere at the scene was very solemn. Master Bird and Taoist nun both closed their mouths and said nothing.

"It's just a test of me, to test whether I'm a pervert." Yin Hui smiled bitterly, and had to tell Conan Doyle the scene of the two alone being together.

He didn't want to be misunderstood because he had concealed anything from her. Only if he told him about it would prove that he had no ghost in his heart.

Of course, he picked out the things he was preparing to compromise and didn't say anything.

"Really? Yin Hui, congratulations." Conan Doyle pretended to be happy, congratulations to Yin Hui.

"Congratulations?" Yin Hui looked at Conan Doyle in a daze: "What do you mean? Why are you congratulating me on?"

"You have become the prince candidate for deputy head of Thorns. And it seems that hope is still very high."

After hearing what she said, Yin Hui became even more confused. He didn't know what Conan Doyle meant.

"It's better not to know some things." Conan Doyle did not explain, but said such even more confusing words.

"Okay, then I'll stop asking for it for now." Yin Hui had to compromise and was not ready to continue asking. However, he had already made up his mind that unless he used beauty to lure him, he would never compromise and be a candidate for the prince of thorns.

But I was also wondering why the other party wanted to be his prince candidate?

A beautiful young woman like him who has a high position and a good figure can still attract the attention of many men, but why did she choose herself? And as a boss, he must be clear about his information and knows that he has ambiguous relationship with at least three women.

If she was willing to sacrifice and become Xiao Si, I could still agree.

He was yelling in his heart, fantasizing about that beautiful picture.

"Are you really not going to continue asking questions?" Conan Doyle spoke again.

"What are you asking?" he asked curiously.

"Why would he choose you as her prince candidate?" she asked coldly.

"Why? Didn't you say I don't know for sure? Then I won't ask." He was almost a headache for Conan Doyle.

In fact, she was also hesitant to tell Yin Hui about this. If she didn't tell him, it seemed like she was sorry for Yin Hui. After all, the two were good friends.

But if she told Yin Hui the reason, wouldn’t she betrayed the Thorns? She endured inhuman torture in this torture, and finally Yin Hui occupied half of the land. She decided to remind her, so that she would not know how she died even if Yin Hui was killed.

"Guess why Thorns chose you." Conan Doyle suddenly became interested and asked.

"Maybe it's because I'm handsome." Yin Hui replied lightly: "Actually, I have to be awakened by myself every day."

"Tsk, don't be narcissistic here." Conan Doyle cursed in a joking tone: "It's not the reason, keep guessing."

"Is it because of my personal charm?" Yin Hui replied again.

But it was obvious that the answer was incorrect, and Conan Doyle nodded repeatedly.

"Master Bird Bird, why did she choose me?" Yin Hui asked, "I feel that thorns are really strange. When I am in the office, my attitude is good and bad, and when I am good, I speak sweetly, like a bond, and when I am bad, I feel like a doomsday."

"Actually, these are just subjects for her to assess a person." Master Birdbi replied: "Every man in the Incredible Group will go through her series of assessments when he first joined. Even me is no exception."

Master Bird sighed: "What a pity, it's a pity. I compromised in the first level, and I failed to compromise and couldn't even help me." He sighed repeatedly, his face full of sadness, wishing that time could go back, and he would definitely hold it to the end.

"Then the scalpel snipers have also undergone this kind of assessment?" Yin Hui asked repeatedly.

"Yes, she secretly tested it without knowing it, and the result is... they are not as good as me. So the right candidate for Thorns has not been determined. But now, she seems to have a choice, so you will call him his dish."

The bird master Amitabha Buddha made a sigh after a while.

"Why? Is it because I am a gentleman?" Yin Hui stared at Master Bird and Bird with some amusement. He could not imagine how Master Bird and Bird was fascinated by the time.

"The reason for this convenience is actually the most important thing to assess the yang energy on you." The Taoist nun who had not spoken said: "Have you ever thought, how could Jingtie sit in the seat of the deputy leader at such a young age?"

Yin Hui shook his head. Indeed, it was indeed a miracle that he was so young and a few years older than him, and he actually became the deputy leader of the Ninth Department of Guoan.

"That's because he is a Yin-Yang man." The Taoist nun replied.

"Yin Yang people?" He took a breath and stared at the Taoist nun incredibly: "What do you mean... she is a man?"

"Tsk." The Taoist nun cursed: "Why is your head so evil, full of evil thoughts. I mean, Thorns are not humans. It can also be said that she is half human and half ghosts. She can live in the human world and gallop in the ghost world, so she is called Yin and Yang people. It is because of her special abilities that Guoan Jiu made an exception to let her sit in the position of deputy leader, and directly took care of our incredible group."

"Yinyang people?" He shouted in surprise again: "I didn't expect that there is such a person in this world. It really surprised me. But what does her identity as Yinyang people have to do with me?"

"You don't know this. People with Yin and Yang survive in the world all year round, so their lifespan is naturally very short. The average lifespan is only about forty or fifty years. The thorns are almost at their limit of lifespan, and they are depressed, so they can make things unstable. The only way to save her life is to find a man with strong yang energy and complement her yin and yang. Only then can her life continue. She is preparing to fight against life and prepare to save herself."

"What? Thorns are saving themselves? He only has fifty years of life?" He opened his mouth incredibly and looked at Coldonan: "How is that possible? Conan Doyle, tell me, is what he said true or false?"

"Well, what they said is true. And I will tell you clearly that if you complement her yin and yang, your life will definitely be affected." Conan Doyle said this without any emotion.

"How could these...be possible?" He looked disbelieving, leaning against the car door, staring blankly at the scene flying past outside.

Life is like a scene that is flying by. No matter whether you cherish it or not, it will move forward without any nostalgia. Perhaps it will suddenly stop somewhere, and there is the end of your life.

Maybe you will fall in love with a certain scenery and want to stop, but life will definitely not allow you to do that. If Cheng Yaojin appears halfway through, or something will explode your tires, your life will stop here.

Thorns are Cheng Yaojin, who came out of his life, and he wants to share the rest of his time with him.

"I really don't know whether it was her luck or my misfortune after passing his assessment." He smiled faintly: "At worst, I can quit my job from the incredible group and not be sent by her. Maybe I can escape the clutches like this." He expressed his thoughts.

"It's useless. The National Security Bureau will not let you go. Even if you force you, you must make thorn dishes. They are not willing to waste a talent that is rare in a century because of an ordinary person." Master Bird Bird explained with a chuckling: "In my opinion, you should just follow me. I heard that the little girl Thorn can be so irritated when she is gentle, especially the kung fu in bed that makes men fascinated. You can lie in bed all day long and enjoy family happiness, and die without regrets."

"Tsk, say less, you will die." The Taoist nun cursed: "I can't believe that God will let people like you live in the world. People like you should be thrown on the street and betrayed their lives by rats and then thrown into the group of beggars to die for themselves."

"Wow, the most poisonous thing is the woman's heart. You old woman's heart is really vicious. But don't worry, I won't be as knowledgeable as you. Even Taoist people can trust God, so what else can your ancestors intolerable? I will learn from your ancestors and speak out."

"This is Yin Hui's private matter, so we don't interfere." Conan Doyle braked the car: "I bought the soul-summoning props from here last time. Did you buy them here too this time?"

He nodded in confusion and got out of the car. His head was a little dizzy.

He just wandered in his imagination of a better future, and the beauty's money and power were circling around him. Isn't life expected by millions of people?

And when this kind of life was about to come, he hesitated again and realized that these were not the most important things for him, and Tang Yan was what he really cared about.

"What are he doing now? Will he miss me like I miss her?" When Yin Hui's heart hurts when he thinks of Tang Yan. He has always been busy these days and ignores Tang Yan.

I don't know if he will be angry.

"Hey, what are you thinking? You are the pig's feet for this soul-conjuring ceremony, so you can choose the materials." Master Bird Bird patted Yin Hui's arm in a daze.

"Oh, let's go." Yin Hui woke up and selected things in this black market with the group.

Soon, with the experience of the last time, they quickly bought enough to re-enter the narrow and stuffy car.

Yin Hui was still absent-minded and was thinking about thorny things in her heart.

He has just realized the seriousness of the loss of composure, which is a major event that concerns the quality of life for the rest of his life.

He couldn't even believe that it was all true.

"Now, when you go to the crime scene, you will be cheered up." Conan Doyle saw the listless Yin Hui from the rearview mirror and reminded him.

Yin Hui sat up straight and straightened his waist.

"Don't worry, everything has a solution. With us here, you won't be able to do anything." Conan Doyle promised Yin Hui.

The four people in the car knew very well that Conan Doyle and Yin Hui's ambiguous relationship, even with this relationship, she would not ignore Yin Hui.

Yin Hui didn't want to involve Cole Daonan because of his own discomfort, so he was naturally very entangled. Although he pretended to be indifferent on the surface, he had already become a mess in his heart.

The car arrived at the crime scene soon

Since these two business Buicks have been replaced with military licenses, they have a place to use their skills, and have special marching lanes to walk, without any worries about traffic jams.

So it took less than two hours to go from Beijing to Bazhou.

This is a relatively desolate abandoned factory.

I don’t know how long it has been abandoned, but the walls of the house and factory buildings are covered with thick dust. Most of the buildings have collapsed. The scene is in a mess and industrial garbage is everywhere.

This place has also become a garbage dump for nearby residents, and almost all the garbage from nearby residents is thrown here. The scene is terrible and the smell is terrible.

Looking around, about a few dozen meters, a black smoke column soared into the sky, turning into various ferocious monsters with their teeth and claws in mid-air, whistling at them.

Below the smoke column is a broken private jet.

The plane was broken into two pieces, and black smoke came out from the inside, and there were dense crowds of people watching the fun. The inside and the outside were surrounded by three layers of water, and they didn't even care about the smell of the scene.

At the bottom is a layer of fully armed military and police, maintaining order on the scene and not allowing people to get into the encirclement inside.

"We are from the National Security Bureau, everyone will give in." Conan Doyle shouted.

The sharp voice was very harsh. Everyone turned around and saw the work permit held in Conan Doyle's hand, and they all moved away.

It is not surprising that this incident alarmed the National Security Bureau. Although it is not sure whether these people are true, they would rather believe that they have something than they have nothing, and they took the initiative to make way for a channel.

Following the narrow gap, several people got in.

The ground seemed to have just been burned by fire, and it was dark. Looking along a footprint, there were thorns and others less than ten meters ahead.

The four of them also speed up their pace to catch up

"You are here." Jingtie noticed the sound of footsteps, looked up and found that it was Conan Doyle and others, so he asked like hello.

"Yeah, yes." Conan Doyle replied respectfully: "By the way, how was the on-site investigation?" Conan Doyle asked.

"It's the same, nothing is found." Jing Thi sighed: "The body has been taken away by the Autopsy Department of the National Security Bureau, so it won't affect the soul-suming ceremony."

Her soft eyes stroked Yin Hui up and down.

"It won't have much impact." He nodded.

"That's good. Is it a little too early to start the action now?" Jing Thi looked at Yin Hun modestly.

"Well, it won't be done until night. It's getting late now, so it's almost done if you wait for another hour." Yin Hui had no confidence in speaking. After all, the other party was a Yin-Yang man, and he didn't dare to provoke him at will.
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