Chapter Seventeen Reincarnation Sundial Sixteen
For a few seconds, Zhao Yunlan felt that Chen Wei's expression was dazed - but no one could blame him. Compared to Guo Changcheng, the gentle and gentle Professor Chen was explaining to people what calmness means.
After a brief trance, Chen Wei lowered his eyelids, pulled someone's hand off his waist, and pushed his glasses: "It's okay, thank you."
Guo Changcheng had never been so excited when he saw someone. He kept kneeling. He stretched his neck and shouted: "Chu Zhao, help!"
His unlucky look was so funny. Zhao Yunlan glanced at the small storage room and confirmed that there were no casualties so far. He immediately relaxed. He was not in a hurry to say something about the opera: "If you have any injustice, please report it quickly. Can you tell me the paper? Take it to me and take it carefully - where!"
Guo Changcheng fell down and buried himself in the ground.
Chen Wei reached out and rubbed his nose bridge, covering the corner of his raised mouth.
The starving ghost who had just been knocked down was like an automatic resurrection weapon. He climbed up again. Chen Wei raised his head violently and saw it waving its sickle-like claws and pounced towards Zhao Yunlan from behind.
"careful!"
Zhao Yunlan turned sideways for a half-way circle, and the scythe claw mixed with the cold wind fell from him. The other one came immediately. Zhao Yunlan crossed his arms over his head, held a short knife, and then grabbed the starving ghost's "wrist". His movements were swift and powerful, exuding a carefully trained precision and neatness.
His eyes that had not had time to dissipate his smile met the starving ghost. The dimples on his face were still there, but his smile made people feel cold for no reason.
A man's deep voice sounded behind the starving ghost: "Namo Amitabha--"
The sound of a bell hitting a bell came from somewhere, and the sound seemed to be able to reach the soul along the bones of a human. Guo Changcheng's head buzzed, and golden flowers swayed in front of him. Li Qian, who was tied up and still struggled, thrust straight and stopped moving.
The starving ghost is like a shot in front of him. It raises its head and screams loudly, and balls of black shadows fall from it.
When Zhao Yunlan let go of his hand, the thing had become the same size as a man, with a skinny bone, a big belly, and a weak shadow that could break in a twist.
Zhao Yunlan calmly took out a glass bottle as big as a palm from his arms. A cold stream of light flashed through the bottle mouth. The starving ghost shrank suddenly, as if he wanted to run away. Lin Jing behind him blocked the door, folded his hands together, and quickly formed a Vajra handprint. At this time, the average-looking man seemed to have a certain immobility as a mountain. The starving ghost hit the door of the storage room and was bounced back hard.
Zhao Yunlan had pulled out the cork and aimed the glass bottle at the starving ghost.
The starving bald head instantly twisted into Monk's "Scream", and was sucked into the bottle alive with a hysteria and extreme horror that could be painted.
The transparent glass bottle turned black. Zhao Yunlan tightened the cork and took the simple prison with extremely harsh conditions to his ears. He shook it hard twice before he said to Lin Jing behind him happily: "Stop work."
Daqing, who had already fallen asleep, opened his eyes a crack and said dyingly: "You have violently enforced the law again, and I have been awakened..."
Zhao Yunlan picked up the cat and stuffed it into his briefcase.
Daqing continued to complain with angrily: "Why did you come?"
"Training traffic jam on the second ring of the Southeast." Zhao Yunlan patted its head, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll give you a bonus and sleep with you."
Daqing's eyes slowly closed and he nagged like a murmur: "I...I want to eat dried fried yellow croaker..."
Zhao Yunlan: “…”
Guo Changcheng looked at him blankly: "This is...that's over?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yunlan's face first sank impatiently, then quickly twisted a smile. After almost pretending to be good-tempered, he returned to his usual standard of first-class acting skills and said: "It's still a little short."
He said, crossing Guo Changcheng and pulling Chen Wei's elbow: "I'm really not injured? I'm so sorry, I'll take you in, I have to take you to check it out."
Chen Wei handed his hand to him without any warning: "Really..."
At this point when his words came, the expression on Chen Wei's face was blank for a moment, and then he lost consciousness cleanly.
Zhao Yunlan gently caught Chen Wei who was slept into his arms, half knelt down, freed up a hand to hold Chen Wei's knee bend, and attached it to his ear and whispered: "A female student named Li Qian, who attempted to jump off the building today. You took her to the hospital, but you had hypoglycemia and was left to the doctor for a day to observe."
Lin Jing pointed at Li Qian and shook Zhao Yunlan.
Zhao Yunlan continued to say in Shen Wei's ear: "As for Li Qian, she was taken back by the police to inquire at night because she was related to a murder case. You don't remember anything else."
Chen Wei's glasses were rubbed and slipped down from the bridge of his nose, revealing his slender eyebrows and eyes, resting on Zhao Yunlan's shoulders without any sense of consciousness.
Zhao Yunlan bent down and picked up Chen Wei, and walked out.
Lin Jing picked up Li Qian and carried it on her shoulder. After walking two steps, she found that Guo Changcheng had not followed, so she turned to him and asked politely: "Donor, I have another shoulder. Do you need to carry you away together?"
Guo Changcheng: "No, no, no...no, thank you."
Lin Jing bowed with one hand: "Amitabha, you're welcome."
After saying that, he took steps around and walked out calmly.
Zhao Yunlan carefully avoided the nurse on duty who appeared again at some point, put Chen Wei back to Li Qian's ward, carefully took off his glasses and put them aside, pulled him a quilt, and turned up the air conditioner temperature.
Then, Zhao Yunlan thought about it, pulled up the back of Professor Chen's right hand, drew an invisible calming talisman on it with his index finger, and finally Zhao Yunlan smiled wickedly, kissed Shen Wei's right hand gently, held a mouthful of tender tofu, and said proudly: "Good night, sleeping handsome guy."
"Let's go," he waved to Lin Jing and Guo Changcheng, "At midnight, guests will visit, don't let others wait for us, go back and hand in the service."
Just as their footsteps completely disappeared from the corridor, Chen Wei, who was originally sleeping soundly on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up without a trace of sleepiness on his face.
Chen Wei raised his right hand, gently twisted his fingers from above, and a soft golden spell appeared on the back of his hand. Chen Wei stared at it with a very gentle look for a long time, and a smile appeared unconsciously on the corner of his mouth, but the smile flew away on his face and soon disappeared.
His brows frowned again, as if he was worried and in pain.
Chen Wei chanted something lowly. The golden spell was like a layer of paper, which gently escaped from the back of his hand and floated up. Chen Wei grabbed it into his palm, put it away with cherishing it, and then tidied up the hospital bed, jumped down from the window on the second floor, turned around and disappeared into the night.
When Zhao Yunlan and the others returned to No. 4 Guangming Road, it was almost midnight. The guard had already changed to Old Wu in the middle of the night. When they saw Guo Great Wall, Old Wu still opened his bloody mouth and greeted him: "Oh! Xiao Guo, you are back? How do you feel when you first go on a mission?"
After being chased by starving ghosts for a night, Guo Changcheng suddenly felt that Old Wu's paper-smashed face was also kind, and showed a weak smile to him, and said in a disloyal way: "...yes, very good..."
Old Wu laughed cheerfully: "It doesn't matter if you are not used to it at the beginning. Study more and do your best. You are a living person and have a future!"
Guo Changcheng knew for the first time that he had some advantages in his workplace - for example, he was a living person.
Zhao Yunlan signaled Lin Jing and Guo Changcheng to take Li Qian in first, parked the car himself, raised his hand and looked at the time, lowered his voice, and said to Lao Wu alone: "You know this case, we only have the right to arrest and no judgment when we escaped from prison, so after a while, the Soul-Slaying Envoy will come here in person, please pay attention to reception."
Old Wu was shocked, stood up unconsciously, and lowered his voice: "Is it...that?"
Zhao Yunlan nodded, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, lit a cigarette a little tiredly and walked into the office.
After he left, Old Wu never dared to sit in the communication room to read the newspaper. He was like a guard standing guard, standing straight at the door in an attentive posture.
Zhao Yunlan waved to Guo Changcheng, took him into the office, pointed to a new desk, and said carelessly: "That's your place. There is usually no special reason in the future. We all go to work at 9 o'clock in the morning and get off at 5 o'clock in the evening. We don't check in. Sometimes we are late and leave early. We just need to go to attend. Attendance depends on our own consciousness. From 12 o'clock to 10 o'clock, the lunch break is on the second floor, and the catering staff is free. No salary is deducted when you take leave, and five insurances and one fund are in place recently. There are all, so there are no hurry."
After saying that, Zhao Yunlan took out another one from his pocket and handed it to Guo Changcheng: "The initial password is six ones. You can go to the ATM to change it yourself. In the future, the salary and bonus will be transferred to this card. The salary is paid for the 15th month of the lunar calendar. The first month is already inside. Go to Wang Zheng for travel expenses reimbursement. During the day, you fill out the reimbursement form and paste the voucher... Ask others how to paste the reimbursement voucher, and then leave it on her desk. She will handle it at night. Then go to her to get the money the next day."
Guo Changcheng took the salary card with both hands, and for a moment he ignored the terrifying woman whose head was sewn on her neck, feeling some unspeakable pride - the salary card, which means he really had his first job!
"I...I have a salary!" he stammered, his eyes lit up.
Even the idiot is so crazy about money, what a legendary attribute, Zhao Yunlan smiled bitterly: "You are a first official and second generation, and you don't lack money to spend, why are you excited?"
Guo Changcheng raised his head seriously: "I'm useful! I'm really useful!"
But what was the use, he didn't say, but just carefully stuffed the salary card into the mezzanine of his wallet - as if that thing was a rare treasure.
Zhao Yunlan wanted to say something, but at this moment, he suddenly saw a sharp white light flashing by Guo Changcheng.
Zhao Yunlan was almost surprised - this kid has such great merit, is it Zu Yin, reincarnation or...
He pinched the cigarette, narrowed his eyes and looked at Guo Changcheng who was so happy that he couldn't find him, and then quietly pointed to the "Director's Office" opposite: "I usually stay there, just knock on the door if I have something to do."
After saying that, he wiped his face. Guo Changcheng noticed the thick dark circles hanging under his sockets. Zhao Yunlan casually found a chair and sat down, lying on the table like a dead dog: "I have to sniff for a while, he came and called me."
Guo Changcheng didn't know who this "he" was referring to, but fortunately, Lin Jingzai was still there. The poor intern hadn't closed his eyes for twenty-four hours, and his body was in a highly tense state. He sat in the office with sufficient air conditioning for less than a moment and then got drowsy.
Chapter completed!