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He had played more than ten years, but he never got to the last mine during these years. Officer Ma felt God was helping him now.

He wiped the sweat on his palm before he clicked the last mine, "Come on! My prehistorical powers! It’s time to witness the miracle! "

He took a deep breath to fight for the win. However, at the moment where he waited for the honor, the office door popped open.

"Old Ma! Afternoon tea!"

This nightmare voice suddenly interrupted Officer Ma, which caused his finger to unconsciously slipped... BOW!

"Ren Ziling! I hate you!"

...

"This cake is pretty good." Ma Houde took a bite, but still looked guarded at the troublesome woman, "How many tickets are there in this month? Honestly, if it’s more than ten, I’m not doing it!"

"Just ten."

"..." Ma Houde massaged his eyebrows, sighing, and picking up the second cake.

It was free anyway and he had to do the work... Better to eat more and take profits rather than giving them to outsiders, "Has little Luo Qiu come back?"

"Yes! He came back yesterday... Oh, this is a gift for you from him."

Looking at the ashtray, Officer Ma joyfully lifted it to look up and down, "Perfect! Luo Qiu knows my favorite!"

Soon after.

Ma Houde came close with his body bent over the desk and asked, "You say little Luo Qiu has a girlfriend, what’s she like?"

"Ma Houde, when did you become so gossipy?" Ren Ziling smiled, "Not busy recently? Haven’t you said you are working on creating a civilized city and became dog-tired?"

Ma Houde just replied, "That’s over, the city leaders are already very kind, still coming to the office instead of lying at home."

"Are you really free recently?" Ren Ziling suddenly asked.

"I have no information for you." Ma Houde knew clearly what the woman thought, "Recently everywhere is peaceful! No strange cases, except thefts. If you’re interested in, go get it from them."

"You said suicides happened where several people died?"

"But as you said, it’s suicide right?" Ma Houde still fiddled with the ashtray, "Forensic expert Old Qin also agreed with it. It’s rather coincidental that all of them are good students in different schools without any personal animosity. But..."

"But what?" Ren Ziling’s eyes were brightened.

Ma Houde turned his eyes, "Can you turn off your recorder? Have I allowed you to record?"

Subeditor Ren smiled awkwardly.

Ma Houde took a puff on his cigarette, "But all of them are from one cram school which opened recently. This cram school hasn’t revealed anything amiss, it has a license and experienced retired teachers."

Ren Ziling frowned, "But isn’t it strange that the students are all from the cram school?"

"Yes. It is." Ma Houde nodded, "The question is that there are all suicides. The surveillance camera has even recorded one of them initially walking up to the roof. Forensic experts and evidence department have the same conclusion. This case is done, and relatives of the dead have brought the body back. I can do nothing. What’s more, how will the cram school get profit if students all commit suicide?"

Officer Ma shrugged, "I can only say that students have too much pressure. Many students commit suicide each day in the country. Ordinary people may not know that, but you should know it."

"Give me the address of the cram school." Ren Ziling suddenly spread her hands.

"What do you want to do? It’s done, don’t make it worse."

"Get more prior information for my grandson! Maybe he might have to sit for the College Entrance Exam in the future." Ren Ziling had her eyes widely opened.

"Grand, grandson??" Ma Houde was gaped to slap the table and jump up, "Little Luo Qiu is f*cking great! Wow! Having a child before marriage! As expected of Brother Luo’s son!"

"What are you talking about?! I say prior, prior!" Ren Ziling sighed and muttered, "But I wish he had such good energy."

"Don’t scare me..."

...

Looking at Ren Ziling contentedly leaving the office with the address, Black Soul No. 18 felt some pressure... Was it good to listen as they discuss the new boss here?

When was the end of this task?

Black Soul No.18 sighed and began to float up... This woman drove so fast that she would be gone if one’s attention slips for a moment.

"Black Soul No.18, please stop."

"Ah, Miss You Ye!"

Black Soul No.18 hurriedly turned around and saw the servant girl who was catching a big bag of vegetables, " Why are you here? Miss You Ye."

"18, prepare to meet the new master." You Ye lightly ordered.

Black Soul No.18 was stunned, "But don’t I need to protect Miss Ren?"

Miss Maid lightly said, "The new master has opened the border gate, and I can’t hide you anymore. Besides, with the ability of the new owner, we don’t need you to do this anymore."

"Have opened the border gate?" Black Soul No.18 happily said, "No wonder I have had an instinctive feeling to stay away from Miss Ren since yesterday."

To the scattered black souls envoys all over the world, the opening of border gate really gave great convenience for their works--- If the points were enough, every Black Soul Envoy would have their own "site" to live and need not all stay in one place to compete against one another.

As for her feeling to stay away, maybe it was because of the will of the boss--- This unintentional will was very obvious to black souls.

"Well, the new master hasn’t officially opened his point." You Ye lightly said, "If Master doesn’t want to, we don’t mention it."

"I know." Black Soul No.18 nodded with helplessness.

He knew Miss Maid was reminding him not to let the new master put the point in her former area.

Since Miss Maid was born three hundred years ago, those arrogant Black Soul Envoys were all dead.

"Have a rest these days." You Ye nodded, "I will go back to prepare dinner for the master."

"Take care, Miss You Ye."

...

The club.

Luo Qiu habitually drank a mouth of the black tea. Then, he found the taste was different, so he unconsciously looked up.

It was Qin Chuyu, not You Ye.

"Your servant girl went to the market, she told me to give you a refill." Qin Chuyu said calmly.

Maybe there was nothing to be dissatisfied about.

"Can you get used to living here?" Luo Qiu put the cup down and quietly asked.

Qin Chuyu said, "To me, everywhere is the same. But I can recover faster here."

Luo Qiu curiously asked, "Tai Yinzi said, the skill in the white jade token can be gained by a few people and was even lost in your generation. Only you succeed in the last five hundred years."

"What do you want to say?" Qin Chuyu indifferently said.

Luo Qiu smiled, "I’m just curious if there is someone like you... succeeding and living forever. "

"Don’t you know everything?" Qin Chuyu lightly said, "Why do you ask me?"

Boss Luo just laughed but didn’t answer---He couldn’t say because it was free to get information from you.

"Except me, only two people succeed. One was my teacher, the other is the founder." Qin Chuyu suddenly said, "I am also looking for them."

Luo Qiu thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Why don’t you ask us to find them?"

"That’s unnecessary." Qin Chuyu returned to mediate at the corner of the hall, and she indifferently said, "This is also a part of cultivating."

At last, she closed her eyes to meditate in her own world.

Luo Qiu suddenly felt her meditation appearance was very familiar.

Right... He remembered the statue which his first golden and silver card was hidden.

Maybe he also forgot himself and objects.

Boss Luo shook his head and continued looking the world map... The monks’ world was complex.

Then it’s better to think about the place to set the point.

...

"... No. 24, Gaojing Road... Yes, right here."

Finding the destination after she checked the address, Ren Ziling stopped the car. She looked around, and found it was full of office buildings around. The commercial street was two kilometers away.

This quiet place full of office buildings seemed to be more suitable for the cram schools.

"The boss of this cram school is very attentive."

Ren Ziling just took a glance and then she was about to go up to the floor of the cram school.

Before the lift was closed, a hurried voice came out, "Wait, please wait!"

Ren Ziling pressed the opening button and saw a pretty clean girl ran in, who seemed eighteen or nineteen years old.

Well, with a box of whole milk.

Was she also coming for cram school?