Weird Talk Asylum Center

"No no, on the contrary, they're smart."

Hu Xiaobei shook his finger and explained to Wang Jin.

"The Administration Bureau is the group of people who have the deepest understanding of ghost stories in China, which is enough to minimize the possibility of containment failure."

"Besides, there are all kinds of non-governmental organizations in the assembly hall all year round, and the annual meeting is even more crowded."

"Think about it, if there are really strange stories coming out, will they stand by and watch?"

A sly light flashed in Hu Xiaobei's eyes.

"As expected of a fox, you."

Wang Jin nodded.

The Bureau's empty-handed white wolf really surprised him.

"But those have nothing to do with us, you kid, don't think about grabbing the wool of the governing bureau."

Hu Xiaobei patted Wang Jin on the head, with the tone of a senior admonishing a junior.

"Don't worry."

Wang Jin waved his hand.

He is still very clear about which wool can be squeezed and which ones cannot.

Hu Xiaobei nodded, then sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the apple and prepared to bite it.

Dangdang.

There was a knock on the door.

"You learn from others and knock on the door next time."

Wang Jin pointed to Li Hui who was standing at the door, and said to Hu Xiaobei who was crossing his legs.

The latter curled his lips with a look of disdain.

"Wang Jin, let's go have dinner."

Hearing the other party's words, Wang Jin realized that the fluorescent lamp above his head had turned into the color of dusk.

It's already night.

Nodding his head, Wang Jin looked at Li Hui.

"So... so cute."

Even if he doesn't understand amorous feelings, he still knows what beauty is.

So he couldn't take his eyes off.

Putting on a long black slim dress, Li Hui stood at the door with a blushing face.

The tall and plump figure is wrapped in cloth, and the hard training has created a perfect curve without a trace of fat.

The unique design at the neckline reveals the delicate collarbone, and a necklace hangs on the snow-white neck.

The whole body is wrapped tightly, but it has a fatal attraction.

The light makeup is intoxicating under the dim light, and the slightly baby-fat face is slightly flushed.

People can't help but want to kiss Fangze.

"Hey, beauty stickers, hey."

Hu Xiaobei looked like an idiot, and after turning into a little fox, he plunged into Li Hui's arms.

"Ah! Miss Xiao Bei!"

Li Hui looked at Hu Xiaobei who was frantically rubbing back and forth, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Ahem, that can't be..."

Wang Jin pointed to the pendant on Li Hui's chest.

A small stone is inlaid in the middle of the delicate steel frame.

It's not a precious diamond or emerald, just a polished red brick.

"Well, it's the first gift you gave me."

Li Hui picked up the pendant and showed it to Wang Jin.

"I..."

Wang Jin couldn't hold back anymore.

He suddenly felt a dull ache in his conscience.

"Dinner is very important this time, so you should clean it up."

"I brought you clothes."

Li Hui didn't care, instead she smiled and handed Wang Jin a white suit.

Then he picked up Hu Xiaobei who was playing a hooligan.

Hu Xiaobei sighed and explained to Wang Jin.

"Everyone will be dressed up for this dinner. On the one hand, it is to show the spirit of the organization, and on the other hand, it is to show off its financial resources and technology."

"The money you stole from the fat man is just enough to buy this suit."

Stretching out his little paw and pointing to the long skirt on Li Hui, the little fox continued.

"Of course, such expensive clothes must have their advantages."

"That's what organizations compete against."

"The ability of special materials to absorb pollution."

"This material will be widely used on members' clothing, backpacks, and the walls of the containment room."

"Therefore, this will reflect the technical strength of the organization from the side, but it is also related to the strength of the contestants themselves."

The little fox shook his head and said.

"When it's time for dinner, the restaurant will be full of pollution. The longer you persist, the more face the company will have, and the more bonuses you will get."

"It's troublesome, isn't it? Things between big shots are so troublesome."

"We can't fight openly, we can only test each other, it's so annoying."

Scratching his head, the little fox felt helpless, but continued to explain to Wang Jin.

"Black is the standard color of the Repression Department, which is convenient for lurking and camouflage."

"The uniform of the Department of Discipline is white, corresponding to the Department of Repression, so we are called White Pigeons."

Hu Xiaobei, who broke free from Li Hui's hands, turned into a girl in white again.

"Well, it's like this, but it's a uniform, not a dress."

Pointing to his white sportswear, Hu Xiaobei waved at Wang Jin.

"Okay, I'm going to change clothes and put on some makeup, and we'll meet at the elevator later."

"Ah good."

Wang Jin took the white suit and waved.

"Even dinner is compared, these organizations are really idle."

"Let's just exchange the technology in our hands and make progress together."

After complaining a few words in a low voice, Wang Jin also knew that this was a fantasy.

As long as there are interests involved, it is impossible for human beings to unite.

Fortunately, these have nothing to do with Wang Jin.

He remembered the most crucial point.

The longer you stay in the pollution, the more rewards the company gives you.

"Hey."

Wang Jin grinned, showing a malicious smile.

After a while.

Looking at himself in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Wang Jin smiled.

The elegant white suit has no wrinkles, and the slightly slim fit highlights Wang Jin's tall and slender figure.

The clean and handsome appearance is even more dazzling against the backdrop of the white suit, and there is a vague smile on the corner of the mouth, which makes people feel very comfortable at first glance.

Under the light, you can see a faint pattern on the suit, which neutralizes the monotonous large area of ​​white.

Of course, these patterns are not ordinary patterns.

Wang Jin could feel the faint pollution circulating above.

The pollution that belongs exclusively to strange talk equipment.

And not only here.

The clip at the neckline and the buttons on the cuffs all exuded a familiar atmosphere.

In other words, the suit itself is a strange piece of equipment.

"Ghost talk equipment worth 3000 million."

Raising his eyebrows, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"It doesn't feel as good-looking as Prince of Paradise."

Thinking of this, Wang Jin suddenly felt that Old Pete was very conscientious.

Of course, if it is purely compared to the ability to absorb pollution, this white suit must be stronger.

After tidying up his cuffs, Wang Jin pushed open the door.

Just happened to see Hu Xiaobei.

"Fuck... are they all curly like this?"

Compared with Li Hui's long black dress, Hu Xiaobei's dress is obviously in a different style.

The short white blouse was just enough to reveal a grasping waist, and the metal tassels were wrapped around the waist, trembling slightly with breathing.

The lower body is a skirt that is just below the knee length, and the snow-white slender legs are exposed to the air.

Each of the slender ankles is tied with a string of bells, which jingle with the girl's steps.

It's like a forest elf who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.

The most eye-catching thing is her makeup.

Slightly raised Danfeng eyes, deep red lips.

Wang Jin never thought that someone could combine charm and purity so perfectly.

The little fox even specially turned his hair white.

The whole person has a dusty temperament, which makes people dare not profane.

"After all, it's a fox fairy, so it's normal to look good."

Hu Xiaobei waved his hand, as if a little embarrassed.