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Chapter seventy-seven, ethical storm brewing

At 2:30 in the second half of the night, Solan returned home, but turned on the chandelier in the living room and found no trace of life. He went out early and went back to work at night every day, while Arya was at home all day long, but looking at the layout of the living room, everything was exactly the same as when he left in the early morning.

"Alia, go downstairs."

He raised his head and shouted, "I know what you are doing in the bedroom. Come down and don't pretend to be asleep."

After saying that, he lay on the sofa and was too lazy to move.

Arya was indeed on the upper floor, first with the little head, and then most of her body. She actually imitated Spider-Man hanging upside down on the stairs, her slender index finger had an unthinkable grip.

Solan looked at the naughty girl and smiled, "A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to listen to first?"

Arya looked at Solan from the perspective of upside down and twisted her head as a statement, but who could interpret what she meant?

"The bad news is...well, maybe two weeks left, you have to go to school."

As soon as Solan saw this, he was happy to see it, and Arya frowned.

"I can also find the identity files I ask someone to do for you, ordinary homework questions online. I'll do a test level for you..."

"You want me to go to school?" Thankfully, Arya suddenly spoke: "I don't want to go to school!"

"As long as you live in my house, you have to go to school." Solan made an indisputable tone and his expression was a little stern: "I am not a full-time father, and you are not a special group of people who really need to be cared for. They have to stay at home to keep fat. There is no need to discuss this matter, so I also said that this is bad news. If you don't like it, don't live with me. If you live with me, go to school obediently. I understand?"

Arya was still hanging upside down, her big eyes looked at Solan in confusion. This was really rare and stern, and she was in school. Her expression became aggrieved and her mouth became even more sluggish.

“Is there no second option?”

"No, and I remind you, don't play your tacit trick in school now, as it will definitely attract hostility to many boys and girls. You are only thirteen or fourteen years old, and you are amazing to be in the ninth grade of high school, and you are all children... In fact, you should also know what junior high school looks like, right?"

After thinking about the time, Solan knew that he and Arya had little real close relationship with each other, and their understanding of her was even more limited. He said that he was a daughter, but in fact, the relationship between the landlord and the tenant. But after all, he was not a hotel, and Arya was not an adult woman. It was already long enough to let her stay in the house silently for two or three weeks.

"go to school……"

Arya's expression was very entangled. She looked at it and wanted to laugh, but now he had to have a stern face.

"I hate school... dad..."

"You just call me dear, the best in the world and the most handsome dad in the universe is useless, but this topic will be waiting for you to fight with me the night before you go to school... Do you still want to hear good news?"

Solan is really considerate and everyone knows that going to school is bad news for Arya. But what he said first was bad news, so even though he raised another topic now, Arya still frowned and hung upside down on the stairs, staring at him with a deep revenge on his face.

"The good news is that at least before you officially go to school, Dad, I will play...uh...a big dad and a 'super murderer' with you, how about it!?"

Solan happily made this suggestion, but the result was clear at a glance. Although Arya was unexpected by this sentence, she didn't really understand much.

"What is that?"

"Punish evil, maintain peace, kill a puppet master who sneaked into our Seattle to commit sabotage, and investigate an individual case of a college student turning into a zombie to prevent a new type of biochemical disaster! What a girl, are you very interested?"

After saying this, I don’t know where I was thinking about it again. Solan suddenly smiled badly and hooked her fingers.

"So, sign a contract with me and become a magic girl?"

“…”

A long silence.

Arya hung upside down on the stairs, her dark brown and shoulder-haired drooping, looking like a Spider-Man posture.

Then, he looked like a fool.

...

The Seattle Police Department’s basement floor, forensic office.

"Mai, I always feel a headache lately. Did you stay up late and stay up too much?"

Mai was sitting in front of the dissection table, silently observing Jack Smith's body. Of course, his blood had long been solidified, and corpse spots were emerging, but more signs of corruption had only occurred in recent hours. The real aging of the cell tissue occurred longer than before, but the state was permanently fixed.

"Mai, I'm serious. I've always felt severely lacking sleep recently. Oh my God, am I really at the age of endocrine disorders?"

Mai looked at the corpse's suture track quietly. The cut-off head had naturally been connected, and the sutures were also made by herself. This college youth slept very peacefully, but who could have thought that if she opened her eyelids, it would be a blood-filled scene?

"Sure enough, I'd better buy a few more cans of coffee. For those who need to stay up late often, coffee is a treasure. Mai, I'll go out to buy a few cans of coffee now. What brand do you want?"

Mai looked straight and spoke briefly: "Starbucks."

"Oh, okay, go to the vending machine to check it out! Mai, I'll leave first."

“Not giving.”

Ravi Hawkins quickly took off his white coat and put on a black leather jacket. As a tall British man, he looked extremely handsome when he dressed up. Naturally, his colleagues in the room had never looked at him in person several times. Ravi knew that his assistant forensic heart was tied to the well-known police detective Xulan Adams.

When did they meet?

Ravi asked more than once, but every time he got a blade-like look in Mai, he knew how to shut up.

With a continuous sound of footsteps, he quickly walked out of the office gate, leaving Mai Tooi alone in the mortar room.

Mai looked at Jack Smith's body silently, without any movement for a while. Her long black hair was hanging down to her waist, and the tight white coat around her waist highlighted her slender figure. Her delicate melon-shaped face was white and tender, and her bright eyes were calm. Three minutes passed quietly, and her eyes had never blinked once.

Then she suddenly took out her cell phone, and the address book was marked at the beginning of the letter A, and a phone call was broadcast.

After waiting for a long time to connect the sound, the communication was actually hung up.

Mai's expression remained unchanged and she broadcasted the phone again, waiting for the other party to answer.

However, this time it was faster than last time, and it was detained as soon as it sounded.

Mai pressed the call button again the next second, and her expression did not change throughout the whole process.

This time, the other party's reply was as fast as the last time, but it turned out to be connected.

"Treat death, Tomoe Mai."

A rebellious and sticky voice cursed and said, "How many times have I said that the United States sent the astronaut to Mars one day, and I will take care of you one day. Are the astronauts on Mars now? Are you a girl?"

Mai closed her lips tightly, but she inhaleed hard in the nose, and her chest slightly bulged up, and then calmed down.

"You took care of the zombie attack tonight, and then you also informed Solan before the police. So, it was you, Ivy, who broke the promise."

Such a certain statement made the phone call intersect get stuck and a "whip" sound came over clearly.

"Damn! What I like to do, do you care about you? Tell me, why are you harassed in the middle of the night? I wonder if I am having midnight snack now!?"

It was like a demonstration, and as soon as the voice was finished, a chewing sound continued on the phone.

"I'm just informing you two things. After this, I won't communicate with you again, don't worry."

Mai had no intention of chatting and said in an official tone: "First, Seattle welcomed a puppet master, and he was the kind of dishonest, plus other possible outbound households. Solan will take action, so to avoid interference, please reduce the frequency of predation, thank you for your cooperation."

"I'll wipe you..."

"Secondly, Solan adopted a daughter, the thirteen-year-old zombie Arya Kloe, whose specific origin is unknown. Then, although I have not asked yet, considering that I may have been asked to create a false identity, Selena Quinn should have a visit to Seattle on the excuse and will arrive soon. Ivy, don't have a conflict with her. The above."

"What's the matter!? That Bichi Quinn!? Give me your little one..."

The phone was hung up.

Mai looked at the body in front of her, especially the broken neck area that had just been sewn by her.

She sighed softly, then gently rubbed her temples.

A little headache.
Chapter completed!
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