There was silence in the Special Affairs Office.

"Gone?"

Ai Qing in the wheelchair looked at the sweating man behind the desk, "We are two good people, are you telling me you're done with it?"

"There's nothing I can do. I only captured a few profile photos through surveillance on the road. They were all wearing masks. It's hard to tell where they came from. As for this photo..."

The man looked at the photo of the prisoner tied to the chair on the table, and his headache became more and more severe. He pointed at the bridge of the nose and cheekbones and said: "There are obvious signs of plastic surgery here, and it hasn't been long yet. We need to find them out."

I’m afraid it won’t be easy.”

"If there were so many easy things in the world, the world would have been at peace long ago."

Ai Qing was not interested in this mindless excuse at all, and pointed to the white powder in the plastic bag on the table: "Where is this thing? Are there any new clues?"

"Uh..." The man seemed hesitant to speak.

"Is that so?" Ai Qing seemed disappointed, "If Xinhai's power is not enough, then I can only report it to the Astronomical Society..."

However, when the lid is lifted, something not so good will happen, and it will not be so good.

"Ahem, cough, no, that's not what I meant." The unlucky guy who was obviously pushed out to take the blame quickly waved his hands, not daring to have any intention of selling at a price: "It's not that we don't cooperate, it's this kind of mixture.

The unconventional psychedelic drugs of Sefirah are so common that it’s impossible to find out where they come from..."

"Huh?" Ai Qing frowned.

"The part of it that affects people mainly comes from those source materials, but there are too many border relics that can produce this kind of thing, and the ingredients change too easily. According to the records alone, there are dozens of them circulating on the market.

If the Astronomical Society's database of banned drugs could be queried, there might be tens of thousands of them.

In the final analysis, the abilities of the Ascended Ones and those born from hell are so unreasonable, there is really nothing we can do about it."

The man wiping his sweat had completely given up.

"Since you don't have the ability, why bother holding back so much?" Ai Qing looked back with disappointment and prepared to leave. The man breathed a sigh of relief.

But after opening the door, Ai Qing turned around and suddenly asked: "Since there are so many things that I can't do about, you won't refuse when you are needed, right?"

"...Yes, that's right."

The man behind the table was stunned for a long time, and couldn't help but curse those useless corpses in his stomach. After secretly writing down a lot of accounts, he forced a smile: "We will definitely

We will fully cooperate.”

"That would be great."

The door is closed.

.

.

"music!"

In the dimly lit private room, two figures were leaning on the sofa, talking about love to each other. Only one of them raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

So, in the corner, Huai Shi, with an expressionless face, numbly played the piano.

In his backpack, a record of destiny was written without emotion: On the first day of work with Liu Dongli, he asked me to play the piano for him, and I wrote down this grudge.

Yes, this is Huaishi's first day as a part-time cowherd.

In order to survive, he has degenerated from an elegant cellist into Liu Dongli's BGM player. When he debuted in the group, one of them was a prostitute and the other was a performer. His hair was permed in three curls and he wore a V-neck jacket and became a superstar.

It’s just around the corner...that’s weird!

Everyone else is a bodyguard, so why do I become my bodyguard when I come here?

Even if we sleep in the same house, we even have to go to work together!

As for what!

If it weren't for the risk to his life and Ai Qing's daily employment fee of 800 yuan, he would have given up his job long ago.

Now before this matter is resolved, he may be tied to the Cowherd.

Huai Shi's demands are really not high: I will take the blame and send you to death.

After this matter is resolved, everyone will go their separate ways and make a tacit agreement to pretend that nothing happened and not have anything to do with it for the rest of their lives. This is the best.

After he sends away the broken crow, he can start his life again, reach the pinnacle of life with the golden finger that is finally activated, marry Bai Fumei, and finish counting money until he breaks dozens of seals.

Money machine, so famous that it can turn into a beautiful girl's wish to enter the card pool until death...

In the midst of his haphazard fantasy, his sensitive hearing suddenly heard the muffled crying on the sofa.

Amidst the alcohol and the sad sound of the cello, the woman leaning on Liu Dongli's arms couldn't help but choked out the sadness in her heart, and held Liu Dongli's hand:

"In my heart, I have always regarded you as my son...I'm sorry for hiding it from you. If my son was still here, he would definitely be as old as you..."

Amidst Huaishi's faint hissing sound, Liu Dongli's business-like smile also became stiff.

When he finally sent the client away, he came back and saw Huai Shi's mocking look.

"babble--"

Huaishi looked at him and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Is this the legendary Cowherd's drunkenness?"

"What the hell!" Liu Dongli rolled his eyes, "The smell of heather is almost the same! I've slept with you so many times, I've become like a son with you!"

"Tsk tsk, isn't it time to express your opinion that you just comfort lonely women and bring them warmth? Then my view of the profession of Cowherd will also be greatly improved..."

"I suspect you have a problem here." Liu Dongli looked at him sideways and pointed at his head: "No matter how good you say it, the Cowherd is just responsible for selling laughs and selling his body. How can there be so many high-end things?

"

"But I think he's very happy with what you did." Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with pity in her eyes again: "Do you like the old aunt?"

"fart!"

Liu Dongli glanced at him with disdain, "Do you think everyone is so poor that they go bankrupt like you? Back then, with this face, I could just say how much money I wanted. In a few days, I made four thousand

Ten thousand……"

Huaishi remained calm, "Oh, what next?"

"...and then I was caught." Liu Dongli said dryly: "I was arrested by that woman. Later she said that you like to use your face to defraud women of their money, so you might as well become a cowherd.

When you pay back the money you defrauded me, you will be free."

Huai Shi was stunned, "Then you really have to become a Cowherd?"

"Otherwise? Being sent to the border? My abilities don't work on things other than people. If I go there, I will die." Liu Dongli smoked a cigarette depressedly: "The gun has been stuffed into your mouth, just shake your head.

Try it? I almost pee, okay!"

Hearing this, Huaishi was very curious, so she leaned forward and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you use your ability at that time?"

Liu Dongli's expression became more and more depressed, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a few words from his mouth:

"It's used, but it's useless."

"Then is it useful or useless?"

"I tried it, but it turned out to be of no use."

Liu Dongli shook his head in frustration: "Later, I kept thinking: My ability worked. I even used ten times the amount in order to run away! When I used my ability, she should have fallen in love like crazy.

I can't help myself...

It's so ridiculous, isn't it? Her name is Ai Qing, but in the end, love is worthless to her."

"Well……"

Huai Shi compared it with the woman he had met a few days ago, and was a little stunned: "Are you really describing humans and not Steel Godzilla?"

Finally, Liu Dongli looked at him again, as if he was looking at an idiot: "Are you kidding? She is the top leader of the Astronomical Society in Xinhai, and has the power to temporarily make all sublimated people work for her as a prosecutor.

How can Godzilla compare to her? If you offend Godzilla, you will only die a miserable death. If you offend her, you will die even worse!"

While the two were talking, they had already left the back door of the club and were walking on the street, ready to find a place to have some dinner.

Liu Dongli invites guests.

He really couldn't stand Huai Shi's boiled noodles.

"If I don't eat some meat, my abdominal muscles will almost digest themselves..." Liu Dongli patted his belly coquettishly, "How about having a hot pot?"

Huai Shi glanced at him and said conspiratorially: "I heard that my butt hurts after eating too much hot pot."

Liu Dongli was stunned for a moment, and then realized that there was something in this little bastard's words, so he couldn't help but raise his leg and kick this talkative thing hard.

In the end, he couldn't help it, so he went to eat a bowl of noodles and then went home. Liu Dongli was still tired from walking, so he shouted that he would drive over tomorrow.

"I said, it's already twelve o'clock."

Huaishi couldn't help but yawn as she walked on the road: "Can't you get off work earlier? Brother, I am seventeen years old and I am still growing!"

"Really? I think you're almost grown. Where do you plan to grow?" Liu Dongli sneered: "Besides, where can a cowherd work during the day? Because of you, I missed the rest of the night from work today.

Already."

As he spoke, he rubbed a few fingers and asked Huaishi to think about how much money he could make by performing at night.
To be continued...