Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Chapter 874 The Fraudulent Fortune-teller 10

The barrage of comments was very lively.

Le Zhengying took a deep breath, wrapped herself up tightly, and walked inside.

Tong Feng is here too.

He was an ordinary-looking man in his thirties wearing casual clothes.

"My name is Tong Feng. I'm your guide. If nothing unexpected happens, I'll be the one leading you from now on."

"Hello, master!"

Le Zhengying bowed ninety degrees on the spot.

Tong Feng: ...

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "I don't accept disciples, just call me Brother Tong. I only ask one thing of you, be obedient and don't cause trouble."

"Yes!"

Le Zhengying said loudly.

“…Young people today are really energetic.”

Tong Feng seemed to compliment him, lowered his eyes to look at the compass spinning wildly in his hand, and said, "Come with me. I'll tell you about the procedures of the Supervisory Department."

"The headquarters monitors the spiritual energy conditions around the world. Once there is an abnormality, a team of 2-5 people will be assigned to investigate the details."

"Write a report when you're done, and the rest will be handled by the Execution Department..."

"worldwide?"

Le Zhengying was stunned, "Not in China?"

"Oh. If only it were that easy..."

Tong Feng's tone was full of resentment among office workers about their work tasks, especially overtime tasks.

They walked in while chatting.

At this time, Zhu Sui, who was watching the live broadcast outside, received a message -

Tong Feng’s identity has been found out.

Found it?!

Zhu Sui stood up in a flash, "Is he really that person?"

I used to think that these talented people who suddenly emerged might be illegal residents.

The result was a surprise!

"Yes. Both his parents died. When he grew up, his uncle in a foreign country left him a large inheritance. He likes to travel around... um..."

After organizing his words for a moment, the subordinate described him accurately, "He is an Internet language artist."

“Internet language artist?”

“Commonly known as keyboard trolls.”

Zhu Sui: ...

"Haha, this Mr. Tong has a really... lively personality."

Zhu Sui smiled awkwardly, "Have you checked his records?"

"I found out. He loves to eat snail noodles. His highest record is to order takeout eight times a day. He is a nitpicker. He likes to argue with others online about everything. His art of swearing has reached the pinnacle of word and sentence formation."

The subordinate handed over a thick stack of online speech records about "Tong Feng". "He loves playing games and occasionally disappears for a while. There is no record of him."

Scold the female anchor for using beauty filters and saying she is not as pretty as a vixen;

Scolding teammates for their poor skills, saying they were not as good as Octopus;

Scold the metaphysical anchor for being deceitful and deceiving fools...

There is reason to doubt that he is telling the truth.

“Such a strong sense of being alive.”

Zhu Sui sighed.

Compared with the charming and arrogant Fox Shisan and the cold but warm-hearted Mu Qingfeng who appeared last time, this Tong Feng has a much stronger sense of life.

Like a living person.

wrong.

He was originally a living person.

"Let the analysis team analyze his personality and see if we can find an opportunity to contact him."

As Zhu Sui said this, the entire special bureau began to revolve around Tong Feng.

At this time, Shu Jiao was sitting on a recliner in the yard, swaying slowly and watching Le Zhengying's live broadcast.

In the live broadcast room.

Le Zhengying followed Tong Feng through mountains and rivers.

When I was exhausted, I suddenly heard the sound of babies crying one after another, so miserable and shrill that the birds in the trees were startled and flew away.

In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky and cold winds blew.

Blood flowed like a stream from the top of an unknown low hill to their feet.

what--

The scream subconsciously rose to her throat, but was suppressed by Le Zhengying.

She clutched her clothes tightly, "Brother Tong, brother, what the hell is this?"

"You're right, this is really a weird thing."

Tong Feng said.

【Ah!!! I don’t dare to watch anymore.】

[Tong Feng! I know Tong Feng, he is my neighbor. Boss, you have deceived me so much! ]

[This environment, this atmosphere, would make me die on the spot. ]

Le Zhengying had no time to deal with netizens and took two steps towards Tong Feng cautiously.

Before she could say anything, she saw baby hands emerging from the ground under the green grass and trees on the hill. Some were dry, some were broken, and some had rotten flesh...

Help!

Help!

Le Zhengying's eyes rolled back and he almost suffocated and passed away just like that.

"Is it that scary?"

Shu Jiao touched her chin and looked at 003, "I think it's okay."

"I feel so too."

003 nodded. "She can't even stand the foreplay. Will she really faint from fright later?"

"I still don't know enough."

"Yes."

“Lack of exercise.”

"Correct."

"Give her something fresher next time."

"Hey hey hey..."

003 smiled maliciously, Shu Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly, and 0381, who did not interrupt, raised his head with a smug look on his face——

That's the idea!

Awesome!

"mom--"

Just as she was thinking about it, a car drove to the gate of the yard and her big and cheap son came back.

Bringing her cheap daughter-in-law Deng Qin, and Wang Qing.

"Hey. Qingqing is back. Look, grandma, she looks so energetic."

A loving smile immediately appeared on Shu Jiao's slightly aged face, "Come and have some fruit."

She picked up a crystal clear pink fruit and handed it to Wang Qing.

"grandmother!"

Seven-year-old Wang Qing ran towards Shu Jiao, took the fruit and took a bite, "Thank you grandma, it's delicious."

Wang Congjiu: ???

mom?

And me?

"What kind of fruit is this?"

Wang Congjiu was a little curious, and when he saw there was one left on the plate, he went to take it.

“Wild fruit from the mountains.”

Shu Jiao slapped his hand away and said, "This belongs to my dear grandson. How old are you? Why are you fighting with a child for anything?"

"I'll just try it."

Wang Congjiu withdrew his hand awkwardly, looking helpless.

What the hell, he doesn’t want a son anymore if he has a grandson. Is it really that serious?

"Grandma, I've had enough of this one. Can you give this one to Dad?"

Wang Qing looked at Shu Jiao and asked.

He was well-educated, enthusiastic and cheerful, clean and tidy, polite and lively.

It’s basically all Deng Qin’s credit.

Shu Jiao glanced at her, then smiled and shook her head at Wang Qing, "No. Adults can't eat this. It will make you sick. This is for children."

"Mom, you..." Are you lying to a child?

Before Wang Congjiu could finish his words, Deng Qin's eyes turned and she glared at him, signaling him to stop talking.

Then she took out a box and said in a friendly manner, "Mom, when Congjiu and I came back, I bought you a gold bracelet. Do you think it's suitable?"

"I'm already this old, why do I still wear bracelets?"

"This is my filial piety to Jiu. We are both busy with work and don't have much time to be with you in a year. It's a rare opportunity for you to come. We would feel bad if we don't show some respect to you."

Deng Qin coaxed her a few words.

The bracelet weighed about thirty grams and was solid.

Shu Jiao smiled and nodded casually, "Okay, Qingqing, leave it to me. When are you leaving?"

"tomorrow."

"tomorrow……"

Shu Jiao raised her eyes and glanced at Wang Congjiu and Deng Qin, "Wang Congjiu, go find your cousin Wang next door and buy a rooster. Kill it and eat it tonight."

"Mom, don't bother."

Wang Congjiu waved his hand, "The two of us..."

Deng Qin's eyes were fixed on him, and her tone seemed gentle but actually contained a knife, "Listen to your mother. Hurry up and go!"