Ranbai's movements were paused.

At this time in his previous life, Ranbai still walked out by himself and almost killed someone.

With him here this time, 001 will not let this happen again!

He cannot die before he succeeds, so he lets the host take action on the first day of binding.

Although it has already moved

Just as the time was delayed, a series of sharp alarms suddenly sounded outside, and red and blue lights were projected in, which was very dazzling.

"Who called the police?" Ranbai glanced at the figure gradually approaching outside and asked with a smile.

It’s a pity that no one present would think she is easy to get along with.

The eyes of the kidnapper who was beaten to the ground by a stick were shining in his eyes, and he was so moved that he almost burst into tears.

No matter who calls the police, he is his benefactor!

001, who surrounded Ranbai's wrist, flapped his small wings weakly. He was an honest system. Article 79 of the interstellar standard was that he could not deceive the host, but when he met those eyes, 001 suddenly felt very unconfident and didn't know where it came from inexplicably guilty.

He whispered: "We should solve the problem in a more appropriate way, and we can no longer walk a path of no return like we did in our previous life..."

No fights.

No blood can be seen.

If you do it again and repeat the same mistake again, what's the point?

"Stop!"

A group of policemen broke into the door one after another. After breaking in, they pointed at the figure in the middle, shouting fiercely.

But suddenly I found something was wrong.

The light and shadow swayed on the girl's face, illuminating her gentle facial features, just like a work of art, and her eyes were gentle brown, deep and thorough.

She bent one knee and stepped on the man, holding a stick in her hand. No matter how she looked, it was a scene of murder, and she was very temperamental and harmless.

It seemed that she was a little uncomfortable with the strong light brought by the flashlight. She narrowed her eyes, and the smile at the corner of her lips had never changed. She slowly threw the wooden stick in her hand, made a "clang" sound, straightened up, took two steps back, and raised her hands in front of all the policemen, calmly and elegantly. The night wind blew by, whispering her hair, and there was also a little bit of arrogance in her bones.

Everyone present was stunned.

In the police station,

Ranbai sat in the interrogation room, behind her was the eight big words "Frankness and lenientness" and "resistance and strictness".

Her temperament is really not suitable for her to appear here. She is more like a psychologist, Smiley. In the dim light, the expression on her face is a little hard to see, and her hands are slightly crossed on the table.

"Forgive me for taking the liberty, can you lend me a pair of glasses?" She looked at the policeman in front and spoke apologetically.

The police were stunned for a moment, but unexpectedly Ranbai would make such a request. No interrogator's first words in the interrogation room would be to borrow a pair of glasses from the police officer.

But her conversation is very comfortable and she doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. Maybe this is her personal charm.

"Sorry, I'm a little myopic." She said: "I'd be sorry if I can't see your face clearly."

at last,

The police officer still lent her a pair of glasses.

After putting on his glasses again, his vision finally became clear. His fingers pushed the mirror frame inertia, and his vision froze on the officer's face for two seconds: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." The young police officer blushed for no reason, then coughed lowly, and seriously asked her what had happened.

The police message they received was that a girl was kidnapped and kidnapped by five kidnappers. The person who called the police was anonymous and could not find out who called the police.

And the scenes they saw on the mountain...

Although it is a bit unbelievable, it is indeed completely opposite to the alarm message.

"Is there any problem with self-defense?" Ran Bai was prepared, and she asked slowly. Her calm breath was a habitual feeling of controlling the overall situation.

The police officer thought,

Then your self-defense is quite good.

at last,

After interrogation, this incident was indeed a kidnapping case, but those kidnappers... might have had some accident and were knocked down by a girl.

When Ranbai walked out of the interrogation room, he suddenly heard a voice.

"elder sister!"

She paused slightly, and calmly turned the ring on her finger.

The boy hurried over, his face covered in sweat, worried that his face would still look a little pale, so he stopped in front of Ranbai, "Sister, are you okay?"

Rong Mo, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, had a very thin body, between the youthfulness of a young man and the maturity of a man. Later, he grew up and looked very thin, but no one dared to ignore the ruthlessness in his bones because of this.

Just now.

The boy looked at her with worry, without any impurities.

"Everything is fine." Ranbai smiled slightly.

"Sister, do you know you're going to scare me to death?" Rong Mo naturally held the girl's hand, complaining like a coquettish, and his voice was soft: "Luckily you're fine, otherwise I don't know what to do."

Ranbai lowered his eyes and looked at the hand he was being held. The smile in her eyes was a little strange and gentle. She slowly pinched the boy's hand hard, and the delicately trimmed nails were embedded on the back of Rong Mo's hand, "Sister misses you very much."

"I'm right in front of you, my sister thinks I can watch it anytime." The boy always looked like a child in front of her, and he muttered, "You pinched me and my sister."

"Is that true?" Ranbai seemed to realize it and let go of his hand, "Sorry, I didn't notice it."

Rong Moduo looked at it and his eyebrows were curved, as if a layer of freshly brewed honey was sprinkled. "Sister is in a bad mood, it doesn't matter."

"Does it hurt?" Ranbai asked him, looking at the pinching marks left on the back of the boy's hand.

"Sister, it won't hurt if you blow it." Rong Mo leaned closer.

The girl held his hand, her eyes unexplained: "Go home."

Rong Mo nodded obediently.

The driver drove all the way into the Rong family villa.

Retro European style design, brightly lit at night.

The siblings sat in the back row, looking peaceful on their faces, but their hearts were full of ulterior motives.

Ranbai was sleeping for a while, and when she saw the Rong family house again, she sighed softly.

Still what I remember.

"Sister." When he returned to the room, Rong Mo called her. The lights in the living room were very bright, dispelling the dimness in the middle of the night. The TV was not turned off and the evening news was broadcast. The female host's voice echoed in the slightly quiet villa.

"Recently, an extremely serious serial murder case occurred in our city..."

Ranbai stood on the stairs, half of his face was in the shadow, and his expression was strangely divided into two halves, blurring the boundary between light and darkness. His pupils were as deep as the moon fell into chaos. His strange malice and gentle atmosphere were entangled. At the moment she turned around, only a brightness was left.

"How?" she asked.

Rong Mo stood in the living room, looked up at her, and then tilted his head for a while and said, "I haven't said good night to you yet."

"Good night, sister."

"Good night."
Chapter completed!