Fairyland, Big Problem

“Boss Zhang, I’m sorry, my side is only over now, and I’m absent today.”

On the phone, Wen Jiu explained the situation.

He De confessed to the location where the safe was hidden, Qian Axiong and the guards had to go there, and Wen Jiu simply took their car to see the final result.

From finding the safe, to asking the prisoner to identify the scene, and taking photos of the evidence, the busy work didn’t end until half past 22:00.

On the phone, Boss Zhang responded enthusiastically, “Little brother is too polite. How can assisting the police station and the SWAT team count as absenteeism? It’s a great benefit to our supermarket.”

After finishing the call, Wen Jiu looked at the manhole cover in front of him.

The place to hide the dirt is actually in the sewer next to the Maple Leaf Press.

After completing all the formalities, He De looked calm, and was escorted into the car by the guards in the slightly scattered rain.

On the other side, President Lin with a round-brimmed hat stood lonely, the assistant behind him held an umbrella for him, and the atmosphere was desolate.

It is obvious that one party is the person who was arrested and is about to serve a sentence; the other party is the big boss who recovered the stolen items, but his temperament seems to be reversed.

The reason is that the contents in the safe are also a mystery in Wen Jiu’s heart.

What is the relationship between magical girls and the safe?

What is the relationship between magical girls and not confessing?

Maple Leaf Publishing House follows a commercial route, and it can make money. It accepts all kinds of business orders, and its reputation is not very good.

In fact, the nearly 60-year-old President Lin used to be an animation producer and also an environmental protection worker. Several huge losses made him gradually discouraged and became mercenary.

While opening Maple Leaf Publishing House, he also left behind the environmental protection cause he was passionate about when he was young.

Twenty years ago, he received a manuscript from a young man, saying that he loved watching the anime Kamen Rider made by President Lin since he was a child, so he created a magical girl who is also full of love and justice, and wanted to publish it in Maple Leaf Publishing House.

Speaking of his previous works, President Lin felt sad, knowing that he could not go back, so he discarded the magical girl comics.

It was He De’s only manuscript, which was thrown away and almost ruined a cartoonist.

The first draft of Masked Superman is kept in a safe, and no matter how it is washed by Shang Hai, it is also the most sacred area in President Lin’s heart and will be treasured forever.

The reason why He De hid the safe was just to awaken the pure justice and ideal in President Lin’s heart.

“Little brother Wenjiu, the matter is over.” The police officer did not understand the ups and downs of a beautiful dream, “Thank you for your contribution to the security and order of Changle City.”

“You’re welcome, I also learned a lot.”

The raindrops in the sky meet the scene, and gradually increase as the night deepens. Wen Jiu, who has completed the commission of the garrison, should also go back to rest.

“Take my car.” Qian Axiong put his hand on Wen Jiu’s shoulder, “The colleague of the SWAT team happens to be nearby and will take you back on the way.”

The police station knew that Wen Jiu and Qian Axiong had a car. They expressed their gratitude again and escorted the prisoner back.

“Little brother, why are you not happy at all?”

“I’m not unhappy, the ending of the matter is very satisfactory, but the content of what I feel is too rich, and I haven’t digested it completely.”

Dreams, ideals, reality, healing…

Such keywords are connected to each other, and Wen Jiu increasingly feels that the “Dream Office” that he once understated and wanted to open, the business is actually extremely complicated.

“Young people, don’t think too much.”

“That’s true.”

“Hahaha, let’s go, the car is coming.”

Qian Axiong slapped his back firmly, Wen Jiu grimaced in pain, touched the sore spot with one hand, and ran across the street with the other covering the large-scale rain on the top of his head.

There was a special painted car parked there, a bit like the style of the police station.

There are corresponding words written on the side of the car. For example, the full name of “Guardian” is these three words.

As for the full name of the SWAT team, Wen Jiu saw it for the first time:

Special Disaster Alert Team…

What is a special disaster?

Arriving across the street, Qian Axiong was joking with a colleague who turned to the roadside to buy cigarettes, and Wen Jiu had a very strange feeling in his heart.

Unspeakable discomfort, rejection, disgust…

For a while, a lot of complicated negative energies flooded into his heart. Wen Jiu subconsciously looked up at the street tree by the road, and the branches and leaves on the tree were rustling.

It is not the natural rhythm of being drenched by rain, but because something moves in the crown of the tree, causing the branches to sway erratically.

Wen Jiu narrowed his eyes to take a closer look. Between the branches and leaves that were suddenly pushed away, a very vague object came out. When he landed, he stretched out a scythe-sharp blade, and his lower abdomen was connected to a human hand-like limb.

“What kind of monster is that?!”

At the same time that the bottom of his heart was trembling, Wen Jiu subconsciously retreated, but found that his body was very heavy and he couldn’t move.

The monster formed a face close to a human face, squeezed out a weird smile, and rushed towards the other direction of the street.

The girl with the thick braids heard a sound approaching, turned her head subconsciously, was pounced on by the monster, her body was ripped apart from her shoulders, and the sharp blade cut all the way to her waist.

The food box in the girl’s hand fell, and the contents rolled out, a piece of sour jujube cake and a piece of red jujube cake.

That’s the snack she brought home after get off work in the department store…

Jujube flower!

The throat froze, Wen Jiu wanted to call the other party’s name, every cell in the body seemed to freeze, and the body gradually became cold.

In his consciousness, the new moon feather lit up with a warm yellow light.

Immediately, his perception recovered, and Wen Jiu found that he had been dragged under the eaves of the street, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Qian Axiong called anxiously.

“Little brother! Little brother! Keep calm and don’t be controlled by the Despair Vision!”

“Qian… SWAT?”

Wen Jiu completely regained consciousness, but it surprised the special police officer Qian.

“It’s not easy for you, boy, to get rid of the spiritual influence of evil things so quickly.”

“What… an evil thing…”

Before the question was completely blurted out, Wen Jiu stood up suddenly and looked around the surrounding streets.

There were many people around, and another member of the SWAT team was holding a somewhat strange-looking firearm, and his expression changed from solemn to reassured.

“It’s alright, the evil spirit has been killed, don’t panic.”

“Evil?”

Unfamiliar words with a touch of spirituality were too late to scrutinize, so Wen Jiu hurriedly asked.

“Special police officer Qian, where is the date flower?!”

“Zaohua? That little girl in the department store? She’s not here.”

His thoughts gradually became clear, and Wen Jiu realized that this street was far away from the department store, so…

What did you see just now?

Qian Axiong patted Wen Jiu’s back lightly, “Is it an illusion, because of the influence of the evil thoughts, you fell into an illusion of despair just now, and now the evil evil is killed, don’t worry.”

Hearing the strange rankings again, Wen Jiu has already started to try to analyze with the fastest speed.

This world is not as ordinary as it seems on the surface. I thought it was similar to the world before crossing. The background of ordinary modern cities actually hides some kind of “evil thing”.

The full name of the SWAT team is: Special Disaster Alert Team.

Only then did Wen Jiu understand what the so-called “special disaster” meant.

I also know why SWAT Qian is patrolling the streets, why he put down the good thing of going home and taking care of his life, and still working in the SWAT team when he is over 500 years old…