On the first floor of the General Bureau of Supernatural Special Security, the prisoner Peng Hui was handed over to the members of the Department of Justice, and the team members were satisfied to see the encouragement and admiration in the eyes of their colleagues, and finally regained a little bit of self-confidence that had been shattered into scum under the hands of the minister. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I returned to the general office of the Spirit Law Enforcement Department on the thirty-third floor, it was only an hour before the end of work, but the other assistants were still busy, and the leader of the three groups, Peach, happened to pass by the elevator, raised his hand to greet them, waved out the peach blossom petals in the sky to envelop all the people, and said in an aria: "It seems that the minister, Assistant Lin and the dear field team members have caught another vicious criminal, and your murderous aura has scared all my flowers off, but it can be used to baptize you in victory......"

What is this...... Fei Rong sneezed and said, "Although I don't know if we are murderous or not, but if you sprinkle more petals on peaches, you will be bald." ”

"......" Momoko was silent for a moment, then screamed and rushed to the bathroom with her head in her hands, apparently going to look in the mirror to see the volume of her hair.

Vonya walked out of her office and snorted, "Don't say it, you're really murderous, and you can use a big trick to catch people in the business center? ”

"......" Feng Rong slapped the petals off his shoulders expressionlessly, and then looked at the scene in the office area where spells and documents flew together, and then looked at the assistants who were accustomed to it, and they didn't know where the clerical staff in Vonia's mouth was weak.

Voniaya shrugged, "Okay minister, no joke, the director summoned you an hour ago, saying that you would come as soon as you returned." ”

"Hmm. Feng Rong nodded to indicate that he knew, gave the gun on his body to Lin Yingkong, and said, "Let's go eat and rest first." ”

Lin Yingkong took his gun and said softly: "I'll deal with the follow-up of Peng Hui's case first, and when you come back, we will go to the cafeteria together." ”

Feng Rong replied indispensably, and then re-entered the elevator, Lin Yingkong watched him until the elevator door closed, and then his eyes swept away, sweeping to the members of the field team of the General Office who were still in place, and the soft voice seemed to be the same as just now: "Are the onlookers happy?"

"......" replied that being happy or unhappy was death, and everyone in the field service team of the General Office instantly scattered with nothing to do.

Vania didn't leave, but shook her head helplessly, "I really don't know how you and the minister brought it, the field team is getting weirder and weirder." ”

"Is there one?" Lin Yingkong had nothing to do with his own posture, "It's just human nature, what does it have to do with the minister and me?"

Vonya glanced at him faintly, "Isn't there an old saying in the Celestial Empire, what kind of master there is, what kind of subordinates there are." ”

Lin Yingkong said that it was too uncute to have such a group of pets, so he smiled and said thoughtfully: "When you say this, it seems that they should be thrown away to hone and hone......

Vonya was wary, "How do you hone it?" Although she couldn't bear to look directly at the style of the field team of the General Office, when they faced a threat to their lives—yes, a threat to their lives—Vonya still had to stand up in the absence of the minister.

Lin Yingkong looked at her with a look of generosity and righteousness with an inexplicable expression, "Isn't it a post adjustment this month, how else can I hone them?" The director of the Spiritual Security Bureau called the minister over, presumably the matter he had guessed before should almost be implemented.

After Lin Yingkong returned to the office with a thoughtful look, Vonya pondered his words several times, feeling that according to Lin Yingkong's respect for the minister, it was impossible for him to falsely pass on the holy decree, so he waved his hand and recruited the other six members of the field service team of the general office back, and said in a small voice: "Ahem, I send a message to you, I think that the minister and Assistant Lin may want to throw you to the most remote branch to hone and hone, you must be mentally prepared." ”

According to the practice of the Ministry of Spiritual Law Enforcement, when you want to hone people, isn't it just to send people to the most dangerous place to frustrate their spirit, and then transfer them back when they are smooth and steady enough...... But then again, what's going on with the group of people in the field team of the General Office's face that the sky is falling, isn't it just a business trip for a few months?

Voniaya looked at Zhu Mengtian and the others, who had been petrified and began to be weathered, and deeply felt that her brain circuits were fundamentally different from those of the Orientals.

The elevator stopped on the top floor of the headquarters building of the Supernatural Special Security Bureau, and after scanning the permission of the badge, the elevator door opened leisurely, showing a corridor about ten meters long in front of Feng Rong, at the end of the corridor was the door of an ancient building, the door was engraved with the lines of the winged tiger soaring into the sky, and when Feng Rong walked to the door, the door had been quietly opened.

Behind the door is a space that makes people suddenly feel the confusion of time and space as soon as they enter, embroidered with the screen of the bright moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, the hollow gilt smoker burning with agarwood, the ethereal white gauze silk, the beauty of the pineapple wood half-lying on the couch is a snow-white man in a white robe, his white gauze is hanging softly on the floor, his waist-length hair is erected with a jade crown, and the jade pendant hangs on the waist, which looks like the turbidity of the beautiful son in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. At this time, the man was holding a book and reading it carefully, I don't know if he saw the rise, the corners of his mouth curled up in a curved arc, and his eyebrows naturally relaxed, making the already beautiful and graceful posture more sparse and approachable, and the coercion of the seal was completely bipolar.

Feng Rong's dress was incompatible with this space and the man in white in front of him, but he didn't care at all, he casually dragged a chair and sat down, and then looked at the man in white very patiently - the founder and current director of the Spiritual Security Bureau, the White Tiger Divine Monarch of the Heavenly Realm God of War, Bai Congqiu.

Speaking of Bai Congqiu, people in the supernatural world think that he is elusive, saying that he likes power, the name of the ancient god of war even the lord of the heavenly realm has to be humble and concede three points, why bother to make a spiritual security bureau, and he is not very in charge? Say that he likes to fight, since the founding of the spiritual security bureau, he has pretended to be a dog-headed military advisor with a child's romantic face; said that he likes scenery, since he has installed a military advisor, he must have retreated into the background, and the five ministers are in front of him, and the lords of all walks of life may not be able to see him. So there are a lot of legends about him, but the real situation is confusing, and no one knows.

After turning another page, Bai Congqiu put down the book, stretched his waist and said, "Little puppet, it's really not easy to find you. ”

After being silent, Feng Rong still decided to start a complete blocking mode for the nickname of the White Tiger Divine Monarch, and said noncommittally: "If you don't secretly break the mobile phone that the bureau assigned you last time, it will be easy to find me." ”

Bai Congqiu held his chin in distress, "But that thing is so noisy, when a phone call comes, it dings and dings, and I trample it in my anger." ”

Nowadays, most of the creatures in the supernatural world are divided into two factions, the traditional school still follows the old habits, ancient costumes and antiquities, and the way of contact and battle are similar to before, but the number of modernists is even larger, and many creatures have lived a life similar to that of the human world, refrigerators, air conditioners, mobile phones and spells are combined, weapons are modified to use spiritual power, and all kinds of conveniences do not need to be detailed...... There is no dispute between the two factions, but Bai Congqiu is a modernist thinker, a traditional style, he strongly advocates the use of technology and spiritual energy in the Spiritual Security Bureau, making it similar to a magical technology society, but he can't see those modern things, so Feng Rong just gave Lin Yingkong the gun he was carrying, but Bai Congqiu is lazy, and would rather float to the general office of the Spirit Law Enforcement Department in person to find someone than use the communication charm, which really makes people not know what to say.

Feng Rong didn't bother with him too much about this unsolvable matter, and after filtering some recent major events in his mind, he asked, "What is the reason why the Divine Monarch came to me?"

"Didn't you keep saying that you called me Congqiu, why did you change it back?Are you such a good person who follows etiquette?" Bai Congqiu glanced at him, spread his five fingers, and a bright red invitation card on the desk not far away fell on his hand.

"Yingkong said that it will affect your image if it is too casual for you," In fact, Feng Rong did rarely pay attention to these, but Lin Yingkong said it very seriously, he wrote it down, and he and Bai Congqiu did not meet often, at this time, he was more concerned about the invitation in Bai Congqiu's hand, and he understood at a glance: "It's the end of summer this year." ”

Who knew that Bai Congqiu suddenly turned over and sat up, hating iron and steel: "Little puppet, you are not an assertive person, why do you listen to that little ghost so much?"

Feng Rong said slightly puzzled: "It's just a trivial matter." "Doesn't it seem to him that one of the functions of the assistant creature is to help him deal with small things that he doesn't notice?

Bai Congqiu felt a stomachache, "If you accumulate too many small things, they will become big things." ”

The two of them have also known each other for ** years, and Feng Rong rarely sees him so indignant about anyone, so he can't help but wonder, and can't help but ask a question that has been hidden for a long time: "Why doesn't Yingkong like you?" He has always felt that his assistant is gentle and kind to both men and women, and it can be said that he is invincible with a smiling face in the Spirit Security Bureau, but the White Tiger Divine Monarch has been picking his nose and glaring at him since he met Lin Yingkong six years ago, and Feng Rong has been maneuvering around it a few times, but to no avail.

Bai Congqiu looked horrified, "Do you like him very much?"

Feng Rong was very calm, "Isn't Yingkong very good?"