Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 306: The long night

In the middle of the night, outside the Goliath Winery, more than a dozen police cars had already parked.

The police lights flashed, and the neon lights looked so hazy in the rain.

The surviving cultists were hooded and taken away in police cars.

The corpses wrapped in black body bags were lifted out of the winery and loaded into the corpse truck.

This is the end of the matter.

The policeman who called Du Wei before, watched the last body being carried into the car, turned his head and said: "Mr. Du Wei, we express our sincere thanks to you for your contribution to the law and order of New York City Thanks."

His tone was very solemn: "In view of the long-term close cooperation between you and the police, we will give you a large bonus and award you the Medal of Outstanding Citizen."

He looked at Du Wei who was standing in the rain with an umbrella.

Du Wei nodded and said calmly: "This is what I should do, and without the affirmation and support from my good friend, Officer Tom, this matter would not have ended so quickly."

Just one day had passed between his return to New York and the end of the matter.

The reason for saying this is naturally to connect Tom with the matter.

After all, it's of little use for him to take credit for the police.

The policeman didn't know Du Wei's thoughts, he said sincerely: "No matter what, you are a good citizen of New York City."

Du Wei smiled and said, "Remember to burn all those corpses."

The other party said seriously: "Please rest assured, we will definitely do it. By the way, do you need me to send you back to the psychological consultation clinic?"

Du Wei waved his hand and refused: "No, I came by car, and I have to see my girlfriend now."

After speaking, he turned and left.

The policeman looked at the back of Du Wei leaving, and his eyes became more reverent.

He couldn't help sighing: "It would be great if the citizens of New York City had a sense of justice like Mr. Du Wei."

Of course he also knows that it takes confidence to uphold justice.

It just so happens that he knows that Du Wei has the confidence.

After all, Du Wei has the support of the church behind him, and he is also a good brother of Tom, the head of the New York City police.

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1:08 AM on June 11th.

The Furman community looks more and more quiet in the rain.

Du Wei drove all the way into the community.

The security guard was already familiar with him, so although it was a little strange why he changed to a Volkswagen, he didn't stop him.

In front of Alex's house.

Du Wei opened the car door and walked to the door with a bouquet of roses.

He cleared his throat and rang the doorbell...

Although his girlfriend Alex had already given him a copy of the house keys, Du Wei felt that it was strange that he hadn't come back for two or three days.

Well...

He felt a little embarrassed.

After a while, footsteps came from behind the door.

Yah...

Alex was wearing a large sweater and opened the door expressionlessly. His eyes stayed on the bouquet of roses in Du Wei's hand for a few seconds, and his eyes became more and more dangerous.

"You still know you're back? And this bouquet of roses, did you go to Scolin City to pick flowers again?"

"Ah... no, I bought this from a nearby flower shop, do you like it?"

Alex was so angry: "I like it very much."

In the past, there were many people chasing after her, flowers, exquisite jewelry, expensive jewelry, and people who gave cars and houses, but she never paid any attention to them.

Because she thinks those are too vulgar.

Since she got to know Du Wei, she understood one thing, it's just because she doesn't like it, and it's so different no matter what it is given to someone she likes.

Just...

Every time is a flower...

"Can't you be a little new..."

Alex snorted coldly, turned around and entered the room.

At a loss, Du Wei walked in embarrassingly with the bouquet of roses, and closed the door behind him.

"Honey, are you mad?"

As soon as he entered the door, Du Wei hurriedly asked.

This made Alex even more upset: "Why should I be angry."

Sitting on the sofa, she picked up a cup of coffee and drank it.

All emotions are written on the face.

Du Wei hurriedly sat over and put his arms around her shoulders.

There is no resistance.

He thought to himself: It's not a big problem.

But he said: "Honey, there is a very interesting phenomenon in psychology."

"People are easily affected by external factors, such as vision, hearing, touch and so on."

"Brightly colored flowers will give people a visual impact. The brighter the flowers, the easier it is to make people feel happy."

"Many people put flower language on flowers, and add different meanings with different colors and different flower genera."

"Rose represents love, and its flower language makes people passionate."

"But what I want to tell you is that the reason why I send you flowers every time is because I am not good at telling you my love, so I use flowers instead."

"So I sent you a bouquet of roses."

As his words fell to the ground, Alex couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and asked with a snort, "Where did you learn that?"

Du Wei smiled slightly: "From the heart."

"Hehe." Alex took the bouquet of roses, looked at them and sneered: "I'm not angry because you only send me flowers, but because you sent me a text message at three o'clock in the morning yesterday."

Du Wei asked suspiciously: "Shouldn't I report my safety to you?"

Alex sighed: "It's okay to report safety, but you actually replied to me, go to bed early? I worried about you for two days, two days..."

"As a result, you let me rest early..."

Du Wei showed shame: "So how should I reply to your text message?"

Alex raised his forehead: "You should return to me, you miss me too...or you will come back to see me soon, will falling in love make you a fool?"

Du Wei's eyes lit up, and he said in a deep tone: "But if I really do what you said, then I may have to send you a text message overnight."

Alex's tone was a little slow: "True... really."

Du Wei said seriously: "Of course it's true, and no amount of love words can be as sweet as talking to you face to face."

Speaking, Du Wei gently hugged Alex into his arms~IndoMTL.com~ and whispered in her ear: "Honey, actually I've been thinking about you these two days."

Alex snorted coquettishly: "So what about your love words?"

Du Wei was asked...

He began to think calmly, looking for a solution.

But my head is completely empty.

The love story he just said was learned from the language of flowers he saw when he was buying flowers.

Du Wei opened his mouth, but he hesitated and couldn't say anything.

Seeing this, Alex pinched him angrily, and pulled Du Wei into the bedroom.

"Come on, let's go to bed and talk slowly, if you repeat a sentence, don't blame me for not letting you sleep..."

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