Teacher Zhuo put his hand in his pocket expressionlessly, as if he didn't see Kou Qiu's shadow at all, and he looked full of admiration at that moment.

His back was straight and his cuffs were tightly clasped, like a white jade statue enshrined in the Buddhist temple. At this moment, he raised his chin and signaled Kou Qiu. Kou Qiu suddenly remembered that he took out a sterling silver bracelet in his hand and stuck it on his shadow's wrist with a click.

shadow:"???"

He stared at the things in his hand, and was a little unresponsive, "What the hell is this?"

"Let you be obedient," said Mr. Kou with great courage, "and you can avoid going out to harm other people's girls."

This is what Teacher Zhuo just handed him in the car. It was something invented by the Special Crowd Supervision Department to control shadow behavior. Kou Qiu had also seen it in the hands of Hua Peacock, and immediately became aware of why the other party was so obedient.

He said weakly: "I thought it was based on the power of education..."

Teacher Zhuo looked at him, then turned his eyes away and said calmly: "Absolutely."

Kou Qiu: "???"

Teacher Zhuo: "It depends on the power of violence."

Kou Qiu: "..."

This is almost the same, is it much different?

But the shadow was separated from Kou Qiu's body just now, and he had only been in this world for two days, and obviously he still didn't understand the mystery here.

"Why should I be obedient?" He sneered and tried to take off the bracelet, but he pulled it two or three times but failed. He simply threw the door lazily and went into the room to continue his great career without saying a word. "I'm very busy, okay? They are still waiting for me, how can I have time to spend time with you here?"

Old Cadre Kou said: "Don't go."

Shadow didn't take his words seriously at all and continued to walk into the room, but suddenly felt a sudden numbness on his right wrist, and a fierce electric current spread throughout his body in an instant. It was like someone holding countless thin needles and stabbing them into his skin without mercy. The pain was dense, and his face turned pale, and he collapsed to the ground in an instant, and he couldn't even speak.

Old Cadre Kou was also startled and subconsciously took a step forward.

Not...so powerful?

The man saw his thoughts and said, "He just hurts and will not be actually hurt."

Kou Qiu's expression was a bit hard to describe, and the system also said: [His head...]

The pain gradually eased, and the shadow finally stood up again, and then he keenly noticed something from their expressions. He turned around and looked at the mirror in the bathroom, and then saw his very turbulent hair that he had taken care of—

The hair is now a large round and round ball of smoke-purple, like a big mushroom that exploded.

The shadow's heart was instantly turned into fireworks by electricity.

"My hair!" he said with a sob, "My hair!!!"

Kou Qiu coughed dryly and signaled to him: "Go and apologize to the two lesbians inside."

Shadow entered the house cryingly, moved out again, and angrily accused Kou Qiu: "You are still the successor of socialism, and you know how to use this kind of violent suppression method!"

"What**," Kou Qiu corrected him, "This is called a compulsory enforcement measure. I have now joined the Special Crowd Supervision Department and am also a civil servant. Don't slander public officials casually."

shadow:"......"

I believe in your evil.

"Anyway, don't think about the days like that before," Kou Qiu reminded, "just do good things from today."

Shadow frustrated: "I--"

"Disobedient," Kou Qiu smiled slowly, "Hmm?"

Shadow touched his hair with lingering fear, so he nodded his heavy head, feeling as if he had signed a contract to sell his body.

Once this name was signed, his free, debauchery and passionate life was completely worshipped by him.

The door to the Red World is slowly opening to him.

The group pulled the shadows out of the hotel and sat on the Ferrari driven by Teacher Zhuo at the door. It was almost morning and the darkness had not yet completely dissolved. They could only barely see a shadow of morning light from behind the heavy clouds.

Kou Qiu's daily routine has always been regular. He stayed up all night today and could barely cheer up when he got on the bus and said something to Teacher Zhuo. After a while, he started pecking at the rice and nodding frequently.

The man glanced into the back seat and then slowly slowed down.

Flower Peacock stared at him: "What are you doing?"

The man opened the car door and signaled him to get out.

The Peacock got out of the car for no reason, and saw the owner of his body crawling into the back seat, calmly buckled his head on his shoulder, and suddenly felt blind. Kou Qiu was sleeping in a daze, smelling an extremely familiar smell, and leaned over without thinking, and muttered a few words in his mouth.

The flower peacock abandoned by the main owner had to get in and drive. He held the steering wheel and looked at the man's shadow with strange eyes wide open, and suddenly laughed.

"Zhuo Pu," he said gloatingly, "You are going to Waterloo."

The man remained silent, but just raised his head lightly and glanced at him.

The Peacock trembled, but he continued to say, "I'm so annoyed this guy, but he," he pointed to the shadow, "He doesn't seem to annoy you at all..."

It’s a pity that Zhuo Pu’s face was hidden in the shadows covered by the car, so it was so blurred that it couldn’t be seen clearly. Hua Peacock thought a little regretfully. He really wanted to see the face of the main owner at this time.

"He looks so similar to you, what attracts you?" Hua Peacock drove with her orchid raised her finger, puzzled. "He has such bright eyes, not good-looking at all; his nose is not good-looking, and his nose is a little bit tilted; his mouth is not good-looking, why is it neither big nor small, and so red?"

He turned the steering wheel hard and made a conclusion, "No matter how you look at it, you might as well go directly to yourself!"

Zhuo Pu said lightly: "Are you talking about you?"

"Oh," Hua Peacock was shy in an instant, "Don't talk like that...I don't play with these things."

Kou Qiu's shadow was playing soy sauce all the way, and couldn't help but interject it at this time: "I played it, I played it all. If you really haven't tried it, it's okay to play it with me."

Flower Peacock: "..."

Play with you yarn.

With your ability, I have seen it. I have less than three minutes, so wouldn’t I suffer a loss when playing?

Their cars were getting farther and farther away, and no one noticed that a taxi came over the hotel door that was left far behind by them. The young man got off the bus was white, his face was small, and his fingers were thin and white, as if he was playing art. He stood downstairs and looked at the building for a while, then he seemed to have made up some decision and walked inside.

The sky lights up little by little.

The waiter who cleaned the room went to work as usual, pushing the cleaning car and slowly walked down from the top floor. When she opened the elevator door, she suddenly glanced to the side and felt a small black thing following her in the moment she opened the door.

...It's an illusion.

She thought this way and then walked out of the elevator.

From 5301 to 5305, the rooms were cleaned one by one, and they arrived at a room at the end of the corridor, but there was no sound at all. The waiter's nose was very flexible. She stood at the door and faintly smelled a fishy smell through the crack of the door.

She hesitated for a while and confirmed to her colleague in the surveillance room with the spare room card, "Have the guests inside left?"

The colleague shook his head and said, "No guests have left this floor today."

The waiter's heart suddenly jumped.

"It might be something happened," she said, "and it tastes a little strange?"

They hurried to the door of the room and opened the door with a spare room card. The waitress screamed in dismay because, right in front of her, a man who had fixed his body with a rope, staring straight at her.

No eyes.

In the eyeballs, there are only two holes with blood dripping.

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"Another," the male classmate read the news report and whispered, "I don't know what the police are doing. This matter is endless... which one has happened this month?"

Kou Qiu sat next to him, with a pencil on his ear, and was concentrating on shading his paintings. After hearing this, his hand paused and turned his head to confirm: "What happened again?"

The male classmate simply handed him the phone: "You can see it yourself."

Kou Qiu took the phone, whispered thanks, and looked down hurriedly. Perhaps because he was afraid of causing panic among the people, he did not mention the state of the body from beginning to end in the report, nor did he provide corresponding photos. He just said that he would arrest the murderer as soon as possible.

However, the power of netizens cannot be underestimated. Not long after, the identity of the deceased was exposed to the public. A young man, who is only 21 years old, studied Chinese painting and won several awards in competitions. He looks very awesome.

The key is that this young man is also white and delicate, exactly the same as the previous few dead.

Kou Qiu closed the phone and returned it to his classmate, and said to his other cub in despair: [What should I do?]

System: [......Seeking for blessings?]

It seems that there are only three conditions for this perverted killing.

One, white.

2. Beautiful.

3. Learn art.

Unfortunately, Kou Qiu made all three things and stepped on every thunder, just within the range of perverts’ favorite torture.

Obviously, the male classmate also had the same idea. He looked at Kou Qiu up and down for a while, then said, "Meng Jiao, you are in danger..."

Kou Qiu: "..."

I know.

He always felt that the buff from the previous world seemed to be left in this world. Otherwise, how could he explain that he is the one who is a perverted person who prefers everywhere?

The system gave him an idea: [You go and ask, is it still time to switch to finance now?]

Kou Qiu was silent for a while, then said: [I am a liberal arts student...]

System:【(⊙v⊙)】

When I didn't say it.

The next section is sketching. The professor who originally taught the sketching class is old and has retired, but his heart for art is not eroded at all. Before leaving, he introduced his favorite student to take over the job, saying that he was unwilling to let others ruin his decades of hard work.
To be continued...