After listening to Tong Jie's rough introduction, Zheng Fang nodded, and had an idea of his next move.

"Grandma, you rest, I have planned for the evening, please eat shabu mutton, how about it? When I came over, I went to the herdsman's house to buy a sheep, I told you, the mutton here in Xijiang is good, not fat at all, especially tender......" Seeing that grandma had done a good job of hygiene, and touched in the kitchen, Tong Jie hurriedly jumped over, Tong Jie's craftsmanship was deeply passed down by grandma, no matter who did it, Zheng Fang had no opinion.

After eating a meal of mutton shabu that almost swallowed his tongue into his stomach, Zheng Fang took advantage of the night to go to the hotel by himself, Tong Jie originally planned to send him, but he persuaded Zheng Fang, the grandfather and grandson only met, I don't know how much to say, I am not a three-year-old child, and I have to be taken care of. He said to Tong Jie that since he came to Xijiang, Tong Jie would concentrate on accompanying her grandmother to play, and Zheng Fang would take over her work, and by the way, she would complete the above tasks.

At night in Xinshi, the temperature plummeted, the flow of people was sparse, the street market was deserted, Zheng Fang walked alone on the road, he deliberately wanted to feel the atmosphere of the evening in the capital of Western Xinjiang, with his experience, the charm always likes to use the night to come out to activities, his movements are not very fast, browsing the shops and lights on the street along the way, slowly walking forward.

When he came to the door of the hotel, Zheng Fang was just about to step on the steps to enter the door, when suddenly there was a "pop" sound not far away, and he realized vigilantly that it was a gunshot. Almost subconsciously, Zheng Fang's spiritual power extended towards the place where the gunshots rang out, but the street was empty, and there seemed to be faint footsteps, Zheng Fang waited for a while, but there were no more gunshots.

Standing in front of the hotel gate, Zheng Fang was a little hesitant whether to follow the footsteps or continue to look at the situation, at this moment, the revolving door of the hotel revealed the face of a Uyghur woman.

"Comrade, come in quickly, it's not safe outside at night. The woman said to Zheng Fang with a little nervousness in stiff Chinese.

Nodding, Zheng Fang walked into the hotel along the revolving door, and found that the woman was actually the main desk of the hotel, she quickly checked in for Zheng Fang, Zheng Fang remembered that she was in the hotel, but she was still concerned about the safety of pedestrians outside the door, and couldn't help but thank her.

"No thanks, it's that small group of people who are making trouble in Western Xinjiang, most of us are against it, we hope for a peaceful and safe life, and I hope everyone can be okay in Western Xinjiang." The Nawei woman smiled and said to Zheng Fang.

Entering the room, Zheng Fang cultivated all night, the spiritual power in the air was thin, and he had to stand on the dragon walking pile for most of the night, the night was quiet, and there was no such hustle and bustle in the northern capital at all. The dawn of Xinshi was later than that of the northern capital, and Tong Jie came to the hotel at half past nine the next day, and saw that the sky was only like the appearance of 6 or 7 o'clock in the northern capital. Tong Jie told him that Xinshi would not go to work until ten o'clock in the morning in winter, and while talking, he hurriedly drove to the station of the Western Xinjiang Secret Service.

Unlike the Hu'an Provincial Secret Service Office, which is stationed on the top floor of a shopping mall, the Western Xinjiang Special Service is located in an inconspicuous small building in the compound of the Western Xinjiang Military Region; because Western Xinjiang is located on the frontier, all kinds of relationships within its jurisdiction are intricate, and emergencies are frequent, so the compound of the Western Xinjiang Military Region is also full of checkpoints, and the defense is extremely strict.

"Isn't it troublesome to carry out the work with these three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry?" asked Zheng Fang.

"It's good to get used to it, you don't know, in Xinshi, there are ** people throwing ** on the bus, ** the organ defense is not tight, people will be panicked, and they don't have the heart to go to work, and the focus of our work is not in Xinshi, more in Zongcheng and the border, here is just a management agency, unless there is any emergency in Xinshi, otherwise our strength is almost scattered outside. Early in the morning, it seemed that Tong Jie had already entered the working state, she professionally introduced the situation to Zheng Fang, and parked the car downstairs in the Western Xinjiang Secret Service.

This is a five-story building, it has been some years, from the outside it looks like a long-standing smell, but into the building, it can be seen that the walls should be repainted, the white is a little dazzling, there is no elevator in the building, the wooden stairs are still used, Tong Jie led Zheng Fang all the way up, and led him into a conference room on the third floor.

"This is the task force office, no one has arrived yet, you wait a while, I'll make a cup of tea for you." Before Tong Jie's words fell, a minority woman walked into the conference room with a smile.

"Little boy, I saw you coming upstairs, this is Comrade Commissioner, right?" The minority woman brought a cup of hot tea to Zheng Fang.

This is Sister Agura, the chief of staff of our Secret Service, and she is very enthusiastic. Tong Jie smiled and greeted the minority woman, and then introduced Zheng Fang.

"Sister Agna, I heard Tong Jie introduce that there are many legends about the border supply line, and many border police officers dare not do it anymore, have you been affected?" asked Zheng Fang with a smile.

"Those people are ignorant and don't understand the situation, I work in the secret service, I know that those cases are all man-made, and I want our border garrison to have no food or water to drink. "After all, Aguna is an officer of the Secret Service, and her consciousness is still quite high.

"Sister Aguna also believes in Kolanism, right?" Zheng Fang asked with a sip of tea and a smile.

"We believe in Taizu, for Koranism, we are following the tradition of Koranism, my father and grandfather are religious, to my generation completely according to the teachings of Koranism to live a very small number of people, I estimate that our next generation will be less, after all, the times are advancing, but the good spirit of Kolanism still has to be passed on, Kelanism teaches us the wisdom of survival and life, teaches us how to get along with people, how to distinguish between beauty and ugliness, Good and evil, how to pursue purity and abandon filth, how to celebrate the things in life that are worth celebrating, I think I will continue this Koranic tradition, and I will teach my children to continue to inherit it. Aguna had obviously seriously considered this issue, and after listening to Zheng Fang's question, instead of feeling offended, she talked about her thoughts eloquently, Zheng Fang couldn't help but nod secretly, understanding that the Kelanism has a huge mass base in Western Xinjiang, and a staff member of the secret service knows this, so you can imagine how persistent the people in those villages are to the Kelan Church.

"However, the understanding of Koranism still has to return to the scriptures themselves, I think the problem of our Kolanism is mainly bad in the interpreters, it is precisely because of their misinterpretation of the scriptures that it has caused the division of the sect and the generation of ****, in fact, our Koranism scriptures are the most peaceful, friendly, full of wisdom and tolerance, you can find it when you have time. "Aguna obviously has a lot to say about the Koranism, and seeing that Zheng Fang listened attentively, he said even more.

"Interpreter?" Zheng Fang looked at Aguna with some incomprehension, even if there was no introduction from the northern capital, just from the daily news broadcasts and newspapers, Zheng Fang also knew how rampant the **** who believed in Koranism was in this human world, and the emergence of Koranism **** was an extremely complicated issue, and now it was simply summarized by a minority woman, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Interpreters are a kind of people who appear in the process of the spread of Koranism, they have a certain culture, and they are dedicated to explaining the teachings of the Koranism to the uneducated people, in fact, these people are not high in the status of the Koranism, and they are not even respected, but because they hold the power to interpret the scriptures, they will have a great impact on the thinking of the common people. This is also the main purpose of our efforts to promote the eradication of illiteracy among ethnic minorities. A middle-aged man who walked into the conference room said.

"This is the leader of the task force, Wang Yuankai, director of the Western Xinjiang Special Service Division. Tong Jie hurriedly introduced to Zheng Fang.

There is a joke among the people of Western Xinjiang that says that a herdsman wants to borrow a donkey from an interpreter, but the interpreter does not want to lend it to him, so he says that the donkey is not at home, but he does not expect the donkey to bark in the house, and the herdsman says, "Isn't your donkey at home?" The interpreter replied without hesitation, do you believe the words of a donkey or the words of an interpreter? Through this joke, it can be seen that the common people have actually understood that the words of the interpreter are full of falsehood and are not worthy of trust. Wang Yuankai shook hands with Zheng Fang and continued, Aguna left the conference room with a smile, and soon, several more people entered the task room.

Seeing that the people were almost there, Wang Yuankai stood up and introduced the members of the task force to Zheng Fang.

"The commissioner of the task force, Tong Jie, is your classmate, I won't introduce it, the deputy team leader Wa Fuli, on behalf of the Xijiang Public Security Department, stationed in the task force, the deputy team leader Luo Zhengxiang, on behalf of the Xijiang Military Region, Di Bar, the commissioner of the task force, Luan Xiangdong, the commissioner of the task force, Zhao Zhe, the commissioner of the task force. This Zheng Fang, as everyone guessed, is the special commissioner sent by the Ministry of National Defense and the Central Dispatch Department of the Northern Metropolis, who is dedicated to handling our border supply line case, please applaud and welcome it. ”

Wang Yuankai concisely introduced the personnel of both sides, and after applauding and welcoming Zheng Fang, he immediately invited Zheng Fang to speak.

"I'm new here, I don't have anything to say, before I came, the northern capital had an explanation, three purposes, one, to find out the reason for the interaction between the three Gejiao and the Kelan sect, two, to find out the case, and three, to fight the enemy. There are priorities in the matter, could the task force please introduce the evidence of the interaction between the Sange Sect and the Kolan Sect? Let me understand the situation first. Zheng Fangdao.

"I'll explain that. Wa Fuli of the Xijiang Public Security Department stood up, this is a big man from an ethnic minority, his face is shaved blue, his figure is the same as Ge Guangtou, and he speaks in an urn and does not smile.