Elf Town Has Big Problems

"Little brother Wenjiu."

"Um?"

On the phone, Qian Axiong was in high spirits.

"The leader of our special police team in Changle City heard that you can communicate with evil spirits..."

"Do not believe rumors, do not pass rumors."

Wen Jiu directly denied it. He did not communicate with evil spirits at Xingxing Elementary School at all. The art teacher maintained a little humanity, and he could understand what other SWAT team members said.

"Don't be modest, little brother, anyway, you can see through a part of evil things, right?"

"It's barely enough to say that."

"Our team leader wants to ask for your help."

Some of the evil things are formed by a large number of evil emotions, and the other part is the direct transformation of human undead, and then they are constantly eroded by evil spirits.

A member of the SWAT team happened to be attacked by evil spirits and turned into evil spirits. The team leader wanted to ask for some information.

"Evil evil..."

Above the lowest level of evil spirits are evil spirits, and then up to evil spirits, extremely fierce existences.

"Little brother, if it's convenient, our special police team will send a car now..."

"No." Wen Jiu decisively refused.

Working with the SWAT team makes a solid profit, but not now.

The Dreamland lounge is under construction, and Wen Jiu doesn't want to touch evil things at all, even if there is a special police team present.

Qian Axiong obviously got the wrong meaning back, "Don't worry, little brother, you won't let you do it in vain, and there is a corresponding reward for knowing the information on evil things."

"I have something to do at the moment, and I can't go away."

"Then let's make an appointment."

With his Adam's apple rolling, Wen Jiu really couldn't figure out when to make an appointment with the SWAT team. After all, it was the first time he encountered the decoration of Dreamland.

"Can you do it tomorrow?"

"Best today."

The souls of the demonized SWAT team members are being eroded. If they completely lose their humanity, it will be even more difficult to communicate.

"That…"

Looking up at the wall clock hanging in Yangliufeng's bedroom, the current time: half past 15.

"Another hour. We'll meet in an hour."

"Okay, let's go to that intersection."

"Um."

In the last hour, Wen Jiu couldn't help but glance at the construction animation every few minutes, even though he knew it wouldn't speed up the process.

[Watt, si~]

"Hey, gas bomb, I haven't seen you for a few days."

[Hello, the gardener. 】

"You try this."

Take out the friend's manual from the backpack and hand it to the gas bomb.

The gas bomb has no hands, and touches the friend's manual with the bumpy air vents on its body.

A new friend entry appears, and a text prompt box pops up:

Gas bombs, landed in the friend handbook!

"This friend handbook is real. Mikri can't add friends, but Pokémon can."

Check the current situation of gas bombs:

Level 34, about to evolve.

Pure poison, floating feature, very beautiful combination of attributes and features.

The poison system is restrained by the ground system and the super energy system, and needs to take double damage.

The floating feature makes the gas projectiles leave the ground, making it immune to ground-based attacks and some traps such as poisonous diamonds.

Squeeze squeeze.

The unconvinced Fat Ding squeezed over and pressed his pink hand on the friend's handbook.

An embarrassing five seconds passed, the friend handbook did not respond, and did not meet the conditions of friendship.

[Wow - I don't deserve to be your friend. 】

"Don't make trouble, we are good friends, there is a problem with the authentication mechanism of this thing."

After appeasing Fat Ding, when Wen Jiu returned to the ticket counter, the color of the game interface was slightly reddish, almost dusk.

Looks like it's too late to experience the upgraded lounge before heading to the SWAT team.

The phone rang, and Qian Axiong arrived as promised.

"Little brother Wenjiu, it's approaching the entrance of your big mansion."

"I'm going out right now."

I didn't feel it on weekdays, but now that the lounge is renovated, there is no way to restore the full state of players. Wen Jiu stepped out of Jiang Lang Caijie and his heart was inexplicably suspended, as if evil things would appear at any time in the shadows in the evening.

The pumice stone turned on directly, the smoke ball was ready, and the ordinary streets kept Wen Jiu on guard.

"This way."

The special police car on the side of the road, Qian Axiong shook down the glass of the passenger seat to say hello.

Wen Jiu was relieved when he got into the SWAT team car.

"Special police officer Qian, I can't guarantee that I will be able to see through the minds of evil things."

"Hahaha, awesome."

The special police officer who was driving laughed laughed, "Others don't take this kind of weird task at all. When the little brother opened his mouth, there was still some confidence in his words."

"Tips for carving insects."

If it's just a simple dream mission, Wen Jiu is willing to cooperate with the SWAT team, which is much more reliable than randomly accepting unfamiliar commissions.

The route of the vehicle is quite familiar. Wen Jiu received a bounty at the Changle City Police General Administration, and the opposite is the Changle City Special Police Team, where his qualifications were also measured.

The tail of winter is approaching, and before 17:00, the sunset is already red to the point of monkey buttocks.

Wen Jiu followed Qian Axiong and his colleagues into the hall of the SWAT team, entered the elevator and went up to the top floor.

"Little brother, this time I want to see Mai Yuqiang, who is temporarily serving in our SWAT team, leader Mai."

"Sell... sell fish?"

"Yes, you can just call Team Leader Mai."

The elevator stopped steadily, and the top floor of the SWAT team office building was the office of several team leaders, deputy team leaders, and strategic conference rooms.

In the deepest room in the corridor, Wen Jiu saw a sturdy man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Plus-size clothing still can't hide the bulging blocky lines, and the protruding brow bones make the eyes piercing, and the whole body looks strange just by being stared at.

"Leader Mai, this is the little brother Wen Jiu I introduced."

After being introduced by Qian Axiong, he introduced Mai Yuqiang's identity again. The leader of the SWAT team was injured during the mission and was temporarily led by Mai Yuqiang from another group.

"Leader Mai." Wen Jiu greeted.

"Well, Mr. Wen, let's be honest. This time, I ask you to help decipher the thoughts of an evil spirit. He was originally a member of our special police team.

Since he was alone on a secret mission, after the Dark Slayer died, the SWAT team didn't know what he saw.

What has become evil is just a part of the remnant soul of the Dark Slayer, which has been severely eroded by evil, and is about to be completely stripped of its humanity.

"It's difficult." Wen Jiu directly concluded.

"What I'm good at is letting people see their purest dreams. Today at Xingxing Elementary School, the art teacher who has a little humanity just keeps the dream of letting children learn more basic painting~www.wuxiaspot.com~SWAT The group's entrustment was different. Even if Wen Jiu let the demonized dark-slayer see the image of a beautiful dream, he couldn't tell that the mission-related information was because the evil nature eroded the soul and couldn't help it.

"We know that things are difficult, and the Dark Slayers in the SWAT team who are responsible for analyzing the evil things are helpless, and they want to try it with external force."

Mai Yuqiang spoke very frankly with obvious meaning. He didn't expect too much from Wen Jiu, so don't be under pressure.

I don't know if this is comforting...

"I'll try it out."

Wen Jiu's only idea was to activate the last bit of humanity left by the evil spirit through the image of the beautiful dream, let him break out a little bit, counter-suppress the evil spirit, and spit out the information the SWAT team wanted.

"It's not too late, let's go."

The sturdy body stands two meters high, Mai Yuqiang is like a brown bear covered with fat in autumn, the spacious door of the office does not allow others to pass through side by side with him, and everyone follows him...