East Ying Weird Creation

Chapter 427 Visit Makoto Karasawa
Lidu, Shifeng Valley, on a certain street, a commercial vehicle was driving slowly.

In the car, sitting in the passenger seat was Kasuga who was flipping through the author's new book.

Behind is a living person wearing earphones and closing his eyes, listening to the radio drama "Ren Saburo Guhata".

Sitting in the last row was Ye Ying in a man's suit.

And writers with bruises and swollen faces.

"Night Shadow Investigator,"

The writer had half a cigarette butt that was about to be chewed in his mouth, with a cold expression, "If you treat me like this, my wife won't let you go?"

Yeying sneered: "Really, can she leave Dongdu? Or, can she just go out and shop in the supermarket to buy groceries?"

"Humph,"

The writer chewed his cigarette butt, "Now she goes to the nearby online celebrity bookstore and figure house to check in every day!"

"OK,"

Ye Ying moved her wrist, "Let her come to Lidu Police Headquarters to find me."

"Hey, you bastard,"

The writer squinted at her, "Don't you ever plan to go back to Dongdu?"

"Yes, Lidu has a beautiful scenery, and colleagues are also very warm and friendly,"

Ye Ying clenched her fist, suddenly burst into a fit, and punched the writer's nose hard.
"Who told you to write me into the novel! I'm still a transgender person! And I fell in love with Answer! And gave birth to a child! And cheated! Finally, I died for love!"

"boom!"

The writer hit the side wall of the carriage, staring at his eyes, "Aren't the first few facts true?"

"boom!!"

Another punch.

"Crazy, this woman is absolutely crazy," the writer said, covering his nose, "Haruhi, get me some toilet paper!"

Without looking back, Haruhi casually threw a pack of tissues backwards, hitting the writer's forehead accurately.

writer:"……"

"Speak,"

Ye Ying also took out a pack of alcohol wipes, wiped his blood-stained fist,

"What are you going to do with Tang Ze Makoto now?"

Writer: "You don't care about men's affairs."

Ye Ying squeezed her fist and made a creaking sound.

"It's Karasawa Makoto's past life dream!"

The writer immediately confessed,
"Makoto Kamo told us that Makoto Karasawa's dream in his previous life showed that Makoto Karasawa's family had a very scary cellar, and the ancestral, head-pulling witch and several other terrifying grotesques were probably hiding in it—"

"Minister Fukaya insisted on us taking a look."

At this time, the survivor took off his earphones, "To be honest, I really don't want to come. The cellar is in Lidu. If something happens, it will be the investigators of Lidu who are unlucky, so why bother asking for trouble."

Ye Ying: "You mean - don't care about my life or death."

"Don't get too involved," the writer patted Ye Ying on the shoulder, "You just came to Lidu to help, and when those little assistants and intern assistants grow up, you should come back."

Ye Ying: "And then put into a doomsday figurine world with green exploding heads by green friend Lihui and never come out?"

Writer: "Hey, you really must be...that was just a joke."

Yeying: "Hmph."

Writer: "Has Makoto Tang Ze not made any new films since returning to Lidu?"

Ye Ying: "After being so stimulated in Dongdu, how did you let her get into the state?"

"Pity,"

The writer typed Tang Ze Makoto's name on the mobile phone search engine, and sure enough, there was no new news from the other party.
"I'm also looking forward to seeing her new works."

Ye Ying: "Have you ever thought that the cellar has always been in the villa of Tang Zezhenqin's family, or is it ancestral... Is it possible that Tangze Zhenqin is also related to the witch with the head? You are not worried at all?"

"Ha ha,"

The writer stretched his waist, "Since Sheng Zi, the liaison officer of the Weird Alliance, became the first suspect of the head-plucking witch, any outrageous truth in this world will hardly shake my firm will."

……

"jingle!"

At the entrance of the villa, the living person rang the doorbell with a disgusted expression on his face, "I said, you guys are going too far, you want me to come every time you ring the doorbell, my surrogate death rule is so easy to use?"

"Do not talk nonsense,"

The writer smoked a cigarette butt, "If there are really grotesques in the cellar, maybe the whole army will be wiped out."

After a while, the door of the villa opened.

Tang Ze Makoto's tired voice came from the microphone:

"Several, please come in."

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