Author: Youdaoyan

Just when Xin Junmao was about to get the comb, Xin's mother walked into the room with tea and snacks. Zhao Jing subconsciously turned around and Xin Junmao's outstretched hand missed the opportunity to take the comb.

"How's it going?" Xin's mother put down the tea cup and snacks on the desk with a smile and asked.

Zhao Jing smiled and said: "We still have some questions that we haven't asked. I wonder if you can... huh?"

Xin's mother understood and understood, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, then I will go out first so as not to disturb your conversation."

After saying that, Xin's mother winked at her sluggish son, as if to indicate, "Cooperate yourself." Then she exited the room with a smile and closed the door. Before closing the door, her eyes were on Zhao Jing's hand.

Sweep the comb inside.

"His condition is not right." After Xin's mother left, She Zian gently locked the room, glanced at Xin Junmao, and whispered to Zhao Jing, "This young man should be a victim of gluttony as mentioned in the file.

The female mark is in a state similar to "lost soul". Most of his spirit and thinking are in another dream-like space, leaving only a little bit of instinctive and minimal thinking to maintain the body.

Operation."

"What kind of state is this?" Zhao Jing also heard about the phenomenon of "lost souls" for the first time and couldn't help asking curiously.

She Zian thought for a while and explained: "Do you know the phenomenon of ghosts pressing on the bed? This situation is the opposite of ghosts pressing on the bed. The body is still in a state of unconsciousness, but the consciousness is awake; and the soul is lost.

The body has awakened, but the consciousness has not fully awakened."

"How to solve this?" Zhao Jing opened her mouth in surprise. This didn't sound like a problem that normal people could solve.

"I don't know." She Zian smiled bitterly, "In my memory of briefly browsing the files related to the Girl of Gluttony, I have never seen a precedent of being able to wake up after being marked by the other party."

"What will happen to those who are marked in the end?" Zhao Jing glanced at Xin Junmao, whose eyes were dull, feeling a little worried.

She Zian shook his head, sighed, and said: "Only those who are favored by the Daughter of Gluttony will be marked by the other party. They say they are favored, but in fact they are just like the order of eating. The Daughter of Gluttony is just that they have yet to be eaten.

, the goal of digestion and absorption, so she postponed Xin Junmao."

"You are such a principled guy." Zhao Jing clicked her tongue and secretly gritted her teeth. Facing the situation where others were in danger very close by but she was helpless, she felt a kind of anger towards her own incompetence.

Zhao Jing also has her own sense of responsibility, mission and justice, and her inability to do anything makes her feel painful and sad.

"Try to ask a few more questions and see if he can still answer them now. It would be best if he can get some answers." She Zian said to Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing nodded silently, put the comb back on the desk, and asked Xin Junmao, who looked blank, together with She Zian.

Ten minutes later, She Zian and Zhao Jing left the Xin family. After they got in the car, they asked their partners to go straight to the current location of the Tiger Group to meet up with He Jiaan and the others.

"Captain, what happened to the question?" One of She Zian's team members asked She Zian in the car.

She Zian said with a serious face: "It's a big deal. The hell concert incident may need to be merged with the murder and derailment incident. The two incidents are vaguely related because of Xin Junmao's existence." Then he told the team members.

He explained the findings of his and Zhao Jing's investigations, and expressed his own analysis and opinions.

When they heard that an unusual incident involved two supernatural gods, the team members felt dizzy.

"Don't panic." She Zian snorted through her nose and comforted the team members who suddenly became dull, "The problem is huge, there is no point in panic..."

"Maomao, what did you talk about with the two law enforcers just now?" Xin's mother walked into Xin Junmao's room with a spatula in hand. She saw her son sitting silently in front of the window sill, with his back to her.

, sighing inwardly, she then looked at the desk and noticed the comb that Zhao Jing had held in her hand.

Xin's mother picked up the comb and looked at it curiously. She thought it was beautiful. She couldn't help but ask Xin Junmao again: "Maomao, where did you get this comb? It looks quite expensive."

Xin Junmao didn't speak, and Xin's mother stopped asking questions. She looked at the comb in her hand and then at Xin Junmao, thoughtfully.

Xin's mother sighed secretly, put down the comb, and quietly exited the room. Just as she was about to close the door, Xin's mother heard Xin Junmao suddenly say: "It's for rent."

Xin's mother was stunned for a moment. Because Xin Junmao's words were too short and Xin's mother had never heard of renting combs, she didn't understand what Xin Junmao said for a while and thought her son meant "go out."

Suddenly he left the room feeling a little sad.

After Xin's mother left, Xin Junmao slowly turned his head, his dull eyes looking at the comb on the table that had been picked up and put down by many people today, and then slowly stretched out his hand, as if driven by his body's survival instinct

He went to touch the comb.

The moment he held the comb in his hand, Xin Junmao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He was suddenly shocked, his eyes went black, and he fainted completely to the ground. But even though he fainted, he still had it in his hand.

He clutched the comb tightly, as if the comb was his life-saving rope to escape from the abyss.

Xin Junmao's face returned to color, and he gasped in a coma, his brows furrowed, like an unfortunate man who had just escaped from drowning, cold sweat wet his body, and the muscles of his limbs were tense and trembling.

, until a plain hand holding a Buddhist bead in the tiger's mouth gently placed on Xin Junmao's hand, Xin Junmao's tense body and spirit suddenly relaxed.

The bare hands gently caressed Xin Junmao's face and the hair that was messed up due to sleep. Then he took the comb from Xin Junmao's hand and combed Xin Junmao's hair gently and meticulously, slowly straightening out every unevenness...

He Jia'an and other members of the Tiger Group personally bid farewell to Li Jiahong and his daughter at the door of the hotel and watched them get on the bus and leave. Then they received the news that the Snake Group had important intelligence reports and needed to meet and discuss them immediately.

So, two groups of people met at the entrance of the Black Rose Hotel, and nine people crowded into a van.

"What, the Hell Concert is actually related to the Daughter of Gluttony?" After hearing the news, the four members of the Tiger Group exclaimed as if the sky had collapsed.

Hearing this, Bu Gaojun bit his nails uneasily and said, "If the Girl of Gluttony was also present, where would she be at that time?"

"If Xin Junmao sneaked into the Citizen Sports Center last night, it was normal, then the girl of gluttony appeared while Xin Junmao sneaked into the Citizen Sports Center, and it was only at that time that she marked Xin Junmao."

Li Yingqi glanced at him, suppressed her inner uneasiness, remained calm and analyzed, "In other words, where Xin Junmao was hiding at that time, the daughter of Gluttony was there."

"Do you want to go back and check the concert site again?" Two of the members of the snake group patted themselves on the forehead with a headache. This was not an easy task.

Just when everyone was frowning, a plain hand was raised weakly, and everyone looked subconsciously, only to see Yu Lianyun smiled reluctantly and replied: "I think I may know where they hid last night.

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Please collect tickets or something
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