Chapter Seventy-Six: Tell the Truth
Staring at the crocodile teeth that bloomed with silver light, the photographer had an indescribable worry, he looked at Zhao Ting in horror step by step, the whole person felt more and more powerless, when he met the crocodile, the huge courage he mustered up when he met the crocodile slowly dissipated in Zhao Ting's black phantom, and finally became a bubble completely, the foam of the bottom line of defense in his heart burst, the whole person was about to sit on the ground, and an owl feather on the black straw hat was about to swing, as if the heartstrings of loss were swept out in an instant, and all the spirit was swayed.
The photographer stretched out an arm weakly to support his body, and in the light of a tooth blooming hard, Zhao Ting's resolute face shone out, the sky was very blue, but at this moment Zhao Ting gave people the illusion of being like a god.
Zhao Ting gently took the crocodile teeth floating in the air, it seemed that the teeth also had a trace of spirituality, and felt that the power of Zhao Ting's demonic qi suddenly dissipated all the light, and obediently stayed in the palm of his hand.
Looking at the photographer again, he no longer had a murderous aura at this moment, and the blood stains in the bandages wrapped in several layers on the mutilated right arm were also indifferent, Zhao Ting smiled: "My soldier is related to this tooth, where did you get this tooth?"
The photographer had already been forced to a desperate situation by Zhao Ting's invisible pressure, his pupils and eyes were completely dilated, and his buzzing head seemed to hear someone calling him before he relieved himself and responded weakly: "I.... I picked it up..."
A contemptuous smile crossed the corner of Zhao Ting's mouth, squatted on the ground and gently lifted his ink-black straw hat, and a pair of eyes stared coldly at the photographer, "Please, to be honest,"
Every word is like a flame cutting through the heart, which makes people panic.
The photographer tried to calm his heart, still thanking the crocodile from the bottom of his heart for not killing, he looked at his mutilated arm, there was still a layer of rotten flesh on the bloody wound, and suddenly he could feel a pain from the bandage rubbing against the flesh.
Finally, the photographer who couldn't hold back didn't dare to look at Zhao Ting's deep eyes anymore, held up a hand and grabbed his tired face weakly, his throat moved slightly, as if he was choking, "I picked it up, I really picked it up, you don't believe it, what can I do!"
Zhao Ting's gaze suddenly became a little gentle, he stood up gently, passed by the photographer, and threw the crocodile tooth into the photographer's arms: "It's just a monster, it's not a big deal to keep it as a souvenir, I still have a question." β
The photographer opened his tearful eyes and saw the white teeth, the broken heartstrings suddenly became elastic, and the whole person was extremely sober.
"Did you come out of the woods?"
"Yes. β
"So, congratulations, welcome to the Ministry of Government and Land. Zhao Ting said, a gust of wind lifted the fiery red cloak, and walked out of the official mansion with heavy steps alone.
There are still reporters outside the government who stick to their posts, but when I saw some government personnel coming out of it, one by one, they broke through the cage of laziness and returned to a state of vitality.
"Owl feathers, ground clothes, look at the octagonal medal and golden tassel ribbon on his shoulder, isn't this Zhao Ting himself?"
"Zhao Ting, Zhao Ting?"
"I'm going, I'm so handsome! I've seen a living person today!" exclaimed several young reporters excitedly.
"Minister Zhao, may I ask, do you have time to answer a few questions from us?"
Zhao Ting was silent and continued to walk forward.
"Well, has the investigation of the missing person on Lawn Street been cleared? I heard that Lawn Street has returned to normal today, what is the reason?"
Zhao Ting stopped, gently lifted his inky black straw hat, and said solemnly: "Someone is playing a prank." β
"Prank?"
Zhao Ting smiled and did not continue to respond, he walked towards an Audi A7, and the driver sleeping on it saw the figure, quickly got out of the car, and went around the car to open the door for Zhao Ting.
"Minister Zhao, I have one more question...."
"Minister Zhao, please answer me a question.....
"Minister Zhao, Linshan has been closed, but no construction personnel have been seen repairing on the mountain, when will Linshan return to normal operation?"
Zhao Ting got into the car, the driver turned on the door, and all the questions became silent the moment the car door closed.
"Go to Linshan. Zhao Ting squinted his eyes and said calmly.
"Wow, I'm busy again today, this doesn't answer our questions at all, how can I have a chance to make headlines, this bowl of rice is too unpalatable, not that it's not fragrant, the key is that it's urgent, it obviously exudes an attractive aroma, it's close in front of you, but you can only keep your saliva, you can't eat it if you want to, you say it's not angry?!" a reporter complained.
"Alas, little brother, don't complain, it's a great blessing that you weren't driven away by the guards today! A few days ago, you couldn't stay at this time, and you still prepared crispy noodles? There are also ham sausages? A few days ago, you weren't allowed to bring snacks at all, this is a ...... in front of the official mansion."
Click!
A girl presses the shutter of her camera, and the photo shows the back of an Audi A7.
.......
The dense forest at the foot of Lin Mountain is quieter than before, after Zhao Ting got out of the car, a government car was parked next to a tent on the side of the stone road in the dense forest, which was the local personnel on duty, and there was a special name called the reconnaissance patrol police, mainly responsible for the occupation and patrol work in a small area.
Zhao Ting didn't have the time to rest in the tent he had set up at the moment, because there was a person in the dense forest waiting for him to appear.
The photographer, who was slumped on the floor, got up and was helped into the dark room by two clerks.
The guards guarding the corridor smelled the smell of blood, and instantly removed the candlelight carton on the side of his face, "Who is it?"
"We are the field clerks of the local department, and we are responsible for bringing a VIP from Linshan back to the government. β
"VIP?"
"Yes, it's a new soldier added by Captain Zhao Xing. β
"Guns, artillerymen?" the guard looked at one of the severed arms of the cameraman, shook his head, and said, "Now the personnel are so nervous? How can there be such a broken arm manpower introduced? Can it resist the cannon?" The guard looked puzzled and had mixed feelings.
"Can't carry the cannon, isn't there still a gun, this is the person Captain Zhao fancies, we can't help it, who made his brother Zhao Ting? That's Minister Zhao." β
When the guard heard Zhao Ting's name, he immediately took a step back, and specially lifted the candlelight carton in his hand, the light flashed, and a deep voice sounded in the dark room: "Who is it?"
"Field clerk. β
"This Zhao Ting, he can't report anything by himself, why do you call your subordinates to do everything? The dark room door doesn't seem to have stopped rotating in the past two days!" Yan Cheng said angrily.
"City Order, then this game...."Lu Kai said with the poker in his hand.
"Rewash. Yan Chengling waved his hand and threw the playing cards in his hand on the table, and the winner of spades looked sideways, Yan Chengling's cards were indeed relatively bad, the straight could not be connected, the cannonballs were missing one of the three, and the king bomb was not at all, sparse, no wonder there would be so much anger.
"City Order, there is another candidate for a new entry into the local department. The field clerk who didn't hear Yan Chengling call into the door said again.
"Come in. β
At this time, Yan Chengling's deep voice was heard, and the two field clerks helped the photographer into the dark room.
The dark room really lives up to its name, only a candlelight cardboard box hanging on the wall reflects the subtle light, the quaint wall, exuding a smell of fresh soy sauce wine, and the two clerks are a little intoxicated.
The photographer tried to stand firm, at first he thought that Zhao Ting's gaze was already a kind of deep peak, but he didn't expect that in the dark, Yan Chen's eyes as bright as owls were deep and endless.
The photographer covered his injured arm and knelt on the ground under a kind of authority, and at this moment a heart kept beating wildly, and the crocodile teeth clenched in his hand emitted a faint halo.
"What kind of monster is in your hand?" Yan Chengling asked solemnly, staring at the photographer's hand.
"One... One... A tooth. The photographer said tremblingly, his face was pale at the moment, the first time he saw Zhao Xing, he was dressed in a black tights, put on a wide-shouldered high-necked tassel coat, holding a multi-hole pistol in his hand is very chic, in order to save his life, grasp the disagreement at this time to become a local personnel, but when he came to the official mansion, he found that it seemed that everyone's aura was extremely powerful, first met Zhao Ting, dressed in black, with an inky black straw hat on his head, an owl feather, and then saw Yan Chengling in the dark room, which made people unable to raise their heads at all, and did not dare to make eye contact, for fear of being captured by the cold light at the moment of contactγ
"What teeth?"
"One... A crocodile tooth. β
"Crocodile?" Yan Cheng was puzzled.
Lu Kai stood up, walked calmly to the photographer and said, "Can you show me?" β
Lu Kai said, a hand had come to the photographer, the photographer trembled and said: "Yes, please let me go, I'm just an ordinary person, I want to go home..."
As he spoke, the photographer burst into tears.
Yan Chengling lifted the whetstone on the table and slapped it hard, and shouted in a low voice, "Stop for a while!
I don't know if it was the whetstone's heavy and loud voice or Yan Chengling's tone was compelling, the photographer closed his lips tightly and no longer leaked, but the tears on his eyes were pouring down.
Yan Chengling finally showed a smile, picked up the thick book and rummaged through it, and after a moment, he was puzzled: "Are you Fang Guan Bao?"
"Exactly ....."
"But someone has already called Fang Guan Bao. β
"It's the same name, right?" whispered the photographer.
"No, it's a newborn baby, you don't seem to be among the crowd in the small city of the Immortals?" Yan Chengling questioned.
"However, I have always been a person from the small town of Danxian, and I have never stepped out of the small town of Danxian since I was a child!
"Well..... this."
Yan Chengling thought for a while, and felt that the photographer was very sincere, he gently stretched out an arm, and the owl that stepped on the peach blossom branch immediately flew and landed on his wrist.
"Go ahead. Yan Cheng ordered his arm to stretch out, and the owl flew away, rotating around the photographer for three weeks, and finally, the owl's gaze shifted from the somewhat rotten shoulder to the crocodile teeth that glowed faintly silver in Lu Kai's hand.