At the same time, on the first floor of the headquarters building of the General Bureau of Paranormal Security, a tall man who looked to be twenty-six or seven years old walked into the gate of the building, and then paused slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This point is the end of the day, the man's eyes scanned the surroundings without a trace, and found that the building was indeed the same as the rumors of the students, there were strange people coming and going, he glanced at the security guard who was clumsily touching the runic paper beads on the table while placing them, the young woman in the fiery red professional suit looking in the mirror at the front desk, a glasses wearing a paper leaning against the front desk to sort out the documents, A man in a suspicious building administrator's uniform, a man in a barehead suit who keeps coming out of the elevator at the four corners, an old man in a tunic suit, a beautiful woman in an ancient costume who is not afraid of the heat, and a dog-eared boy who seems to be wearing a headband and doesn't know what strange play he is playing...... and so on, which makes people suspect that they accidentally came to the building personnel of the film and television base.

But the man only paused for a moment, and then continued to walk forward, walking to the "zigzag" bulletin board that occupied two-thirds of the hall, and looking up slightly at the messy notices pasted on it, here you can always see from these papers such as fortune-telling, blocking peach blossoms, catching ghosts and dispelling evil spirits, protecting the family and the town, and even asking for marriage.

The man didn't seem to be at a loss for this information, and his eyes swept over the pile of strange things, and his cold face was as natural as seeing psoriasis on a telephone pole. Perhaps his performance was too abrupt for a first-time visitor to the building, but the bespectacled building keeper came up to him with his papers fluttering in his arms and asked gently, "Sir, what kind of service do you need?" ”

Serve...... Well, such words always sound so ambiguous, this man seems to be a little disgusted by this, at least Mr. Heyu saw that the other party's brows were wrinkled indistinctly with subtle movements, as if he was impatient, and he suddenly had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Well, this feeling that a big iceberg will kill people as soon as it hits it is very similar......

The other party never spoke, Mr. Heyu maintained a perfect forty-five degree smile, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked again: "Sir, do you need help? ”

The man stared at the building administrator for a while, and then opened his lips slightly, and his voice was just like what Mr. Heyu thought, it was completely like an iceberg's breath, and the ice slag smashed people's faces with blood: "I...... Get. ”

After the man said this, there was no follow-up, Mr. Heyu waited for a long time, and then turned his head to look around the hall, the security guard Ah Qu was still sitting at the table next to the gate, meticulously placing all kinds of peace charms and Buddhist beads on the table, as always clumsy and clumsy to accidentally mess them up; Miss Bi Fang at the front desk stood behind the service desk with a fiery red outbreak, holding a carved mirror that had not changed all year round to look at her charming face decorated with countless cosmetics; the headquarters staff who were so messy that ordinary people would feel bad when they saw it clocked in and went to eat like ordinary humans…… If you want to find "people", then the scope is not large.

Mr. Heyu calmly withdrew his gaze and asked quite patiently: "Then sir, who do you want to find?" You can tell the other party's name or the name of the company, and the person who knows the situation of this building best is probably the one who is below. ”

Mr. Administrator's enthusiasm and verbosity full of humble words did not seem to be looked at by the man, he did not answer, but his eyes swept around, and when Mr. Heyu silently counted for five seconds, he said, "I ......"

As soon as the words started, they had already fallen, and Mr. Heyu found that his gaze was fixed behind him, and he immediately turned his head, just in time to see the elevator depicting the word sun fancy slowly opened, and seven or eight people walked out in a low-key and swaggering manner, and then Mr. Heyu heard the man next to him say calmly:

"I'm looking for them. ”

Naturally, those who came out of the elevator were the members of the field team of the general office who were going to miss the school canteen, Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong walked ahead, one was famous for his seriousness, and the other was a smile killer, all the people passing by secretly cast their eyes over, and then quickly shrank back.

When E Jingbai, who came to the end, came out of the elevator, Mr. Heyu finally understood why he felt that the strange man next to him was so familiar - looking at the posture of this iceberg, isn't it a reprint of a living E Jingbai!?

Feng Rong also noticed the strange man beside Mr. the building administrator, seeing that he had been staring at the members of his entire group, it seemed that he was coming for them, Feng Rong raised his eyebrows, walked over, nodded to Mr. Heyu and looked at the man, Lin Yingkong, who came with him, naturally opened his mouth for him and said: "This gentleman, is there anything I can do for you?"

The strange man is very tall and has a very good-looking face, compared to the handsome and indifferent Yingting of Feng Rong, he is more of a cold and arrogant refinement, usually Lin Yingkong's smile and gentleness are invincible, but it is invalid in front of him, he is like an arrogant eagle, his eyes swept Lin Yingkong's face indifferently, and then froze on Feng Rong, paused for a moment, and then asked: "Are you, dark puppet?"

Since Feng Rong sat firmly in the position of the head of the Ling Law Enforcement Department, there are really few people who have called him by his full name, and secretly he is no longer convinced, a "dark minister" can still be called, when the strange man spit out the four words with ice slag, not only the members of the field service team of the General Office, but even the onlookers of the headquarters personnel secretly gasped - hiss!

This man is not like a creature in the supernatural world, it is indeed rare for an ordinary person to be so calm in front of Feng Rong, Feng Rong's eyebrows raised slightly, and his chin bowed, "I am." ”

So, Mr. Heyu, who had been ignored by the man several times, watched him take out a business card and hand it over, and said calmly: "Yan Mi, an associate professor of customs at Kjiaotong University." ”

Unknowing: "What kind of professor can compete with the Spiritual Security Bureau's mobile signboard puppet lord!?"

The people in the field service team of the General Office also turned up instantly, but they were not lamenting the magic of the scene in front of them, but because they had just taken over the second deceased of the network cable suicide case in the university town in the southwest district - and the only female deceased was a student of K Jiaotong University, majoring in archaeology, and it was no coincidence that an associate professor of customs came to them at this time.

Feng Rong immediately said, "Professor Yan is looking for me to ......?"

Yan Mi let out a slow "um" and spit out six words: "Something, talk about it in detail, are you free?"

Onlookers: "......"

Mr. Heyu, who was completely ignored: "......"

So fifteen minutes later, three young and unusually eye-catching men appeared in the corner of the cafeteria of Kjiao, at this time the meal was already halfway through, and the number of students who ate did not look so terrible, they found a quiet place to sit down, because two of them looked awe-inspiring and the other looked cold, so even if there was a very gentle man who neutralized their temperament, there were only people watching for a while, but no one dared to come forward to talk.

Feng Rong glanced at Fei Rong and the others who went to eat, and only after making sure that they would not cause trouble in this little matter did he withdraw his gaze, and his gaze moved to Yan Mi who was sitting opposite, the other party looked absent-minded, Feng Rong coughed lightly to attract his attention before saying, "Professor Yan is here for Mu Yan's affairs?"

Mu Jie was the second deceased in the online suicide case, Yan Mi nodded as if she had no choice, "She's my student," Wei Dun, "You guys are investigating her." ”

"I see," but there's another thing that needs to be resolved...... Feng Rong looked at him with a slight scrutiny, "Then I want to ask Professor Yan, how did you know that my team took over this case?"

"Jiu Tianyu. Yan Mi said concisely, then thought about it and added: "Call me Yan Mi." ”

The other party's expression couldn't tell his emotions at all, Feng Rong had always thought that his communication skills with people were slightly poor, but it was not to the point of concise speech, so he really rarely met people who were more difficult to communicate with him, and even E Jingbai would not omit the number of words too much when it came to the case, he couldn't help but press his temples with a little headache, "Jiu Tianyu, are you friends?" The executive officer of the A1 District of the Spirit Law Enforcement Department, a candidate for deputy minister, and a candidate for deputy minister, why did Jiu Tianyu, who was born in the demon world, have a relationship with the person in front of him?

Yan Mi seemed to think for a moment before continuing to nod reservedly, "Friend." ”

This rhythm of asking and answering is inexplicably sad, Lin Yingkong stepped forward in time and took over the task of talking to Yan Mi, "Yan Mi, do you know the identity of Jiu Tianyu and us?"

Yan Mi absentmindedly drew the word sun on the table with his fingertips and said, "I know." ”

Lin Yingkong was very patient, compared to the heart of the Minister of Strategy, it was obviously a little simpler than the matter in front of him, "Then ......what is your identity?"

Yan Mi finally moved his eyes to him, froze for a few seconds, and shook his head without saying a word.

He didn't seem to be expressing that he was an ordinary person, but as if it was inconvenient to say, Lin Yingkong couldn't figure out his ontology for a while, so he could only skip this topic and said, "Is there anything else about the relationship between Mu Yan and you besides teachers and students?" Yan Mi didn't seem to care much about this case, but he came to them specifically......